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The civilians on the street quickly fled, and in an instant, the city of Eagle Yang became quiet.

The action was really fast, Zhou Mo rode on the red-blooded horse, watched the garrisons begin to surround some city mansions with a clear purpose, and nodded secretly, these four princes are really resolute people.

The MIA-standard cloak on Zhou Mo's body and the red-blooded horse also allocated by the CIA were his best passes, and along the way, he came to the front of Ruiwen-Nalong's mansion unimpeded.

Sitting on the horse, seeing the people guarding the gate of the mansion, Zhou Mo was stunned, the golden battle armor, the crown intertwined with gold and blue, and the palace guards brought by the four princes.

Before Zhou Mo could go up and call the door, the four palace guards in golden armor looked over first, their sharp eyes like knives swept up and down Zhou Mo, and glanced at the Honorary Baron Medal on Zhou Mo's chest, with a look of disdain in their eyes.

Zhou Mo laughed secretly in his heart, he, an honorary baron without a fief, really didn't look at it in the eyes of these palace guards and the emperor's minions.

Just as he was about to dismount and greet His Highness Nalong, at the entrance of the street, seven one-horned deer pulled the emerald carriage and drove over.

Before the emerald carriage reached the door, the people in the house opened the main door as if they were unpredictable prophets, and even the four palace guards respectfully retreated to both sides to welcome the carriage in.

Leading the red-blooded horse, Zhou Mo stood at the door of the house, looked at the emerald carriage, and slowly stopped in front of him.

The car door opened, Qian Shu leaned out and asked:

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, the princess asked you something. ”

"Miss Qianshu, please tell Your Highness Naron that Hogg-Eagle Yang will hold a dinner in the Grand Duke's Mansion in the city tonight, and I sincerely invite Your Highness to come. ”

Qian Shu nodded slightly, and disappeared at the door of the carriage, only then did Zhou Mo realize that the door of the carriage was also a mystery, and when he looked in, he could only see a black hole.

After a while, Qian Shu leaned out again, lowered her dark eyes and said:

"The princess said, I heard that the dim sum in the Mansion of the Grand Duke of Eagle Yang is extremely delicious, don't forget to prepare her portion. ”

Bowing down, Zhou Mo replied:

"Please tell Your Highness, you will not disappoint Your Highness!"

After that, Zhou Mo turned over and got on his horse, Ruiwen Naron came back, presumably Hogg-Yingyang also arrived in the Yingyang Grand Duke's Mansion, and Zhou Mo still needed to check the list.

All the way to the Grand Duke's Palace, only to learn that Hogg-Eagle Yang was still in the manor and had not returned.

Zhou Mo walked on the way home, frowning slightly, tonight is the most critical time, Hogg-Eagle Yang should not go wrong at this time.

At this time, it was daytime, the sky was a little dim, and the entire Eagle Yang City was slaughtered, in addition to the soldiers coming and going on the street, there were sporadic fierce battles and the sound of resistance, which made Zhou Mo a little creepy.

Holding the handle of the knife at his waist, since he came to this world, his keen intuition has saved Zhou Mo more than once.

However, along the way, there was nothing to do, but Zhou Mo's heart was tightened, and the hand holding the handle of the knife became softer and gentler.

Back in front of his house, Zhou Mo tied the red-blooded horse to the courtyard, took out the key from his waist, and opened the door gently and gently, making as little sound as possible.

With a squeak, the door was opened, the room was dim, and at this moment, Zhou Mo's heart stopped beating for a moment.

Spin your feet, turn sideways, lean back.

A pure black mang, slashing against Zhou Mo's throat.

Zhou Mo dodged the sneak attack without allowing a moment, and his right hand holding the handle of the knife gently moved slightly, and a white rainbow lit up in the dim room.

Bai Hong flashed, the room was empty, but there was a neighing sound outside the door, Zhou Mo didn't dare to look back, but he knew in his heart that the red-blooded horse must have died under Fang Cai's Limang.

With one foot in the door and one foot still outside the door, Zhou Mo's dark eyes scanned the living room, not letting go of every corner, even every shadow.

Suddenly, the root of the ear was slightly cold, Zhou Mo didn't think about it, pulled out a white rainbow from his waist, and with a ding, he slashed a steel needle.

Bai Hong lit up the room again, and a black shadow flashed above Zhou Mo's head.

Catching that figure, Zhou Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was not a mysterious life, this was good, as long as it was still a physical life, Zhou Mo was sure that with the long knife in his hand, he would be able to distinguish a superior life and death.

Stepping into the house, Zhou Mo carried a chrysanthemum scimitar with a red arc, and the chrysanthemum had a dark red luster, as if a gorgeous blood chrysanthemum had bloomed in the dim room.

Bai Hong reappeared, gently brushed the copper platform next to the chandelier, and a trace of sparks burst out, lighting the chandelier in the living room.

In an instant, the room was full of light.

On the roof of Zhou Mo's head, a vague humanoid shadow revealed his whereabouts.

The white rainbow streaked through the lights, like a meteor flashing in the light of the sun.

Some people say that the death knife is like a rainbow, and it is a bridge of light that leads life to the underworld.

There was some truth in this, and with a swing of the knife, he felt the tip of the knife gently slash through the throat of Mithril Life, and at the same time cut the arteries, cervical vertebrae, trachea, and muscles of the smooth touch.

Zhou Mo shook the tip of the knife lightly and shook off a trace of blood.

The drops of blood fell almost at the same time as the corpse, but they landed right on the center of the corpse's eyebrows, as red as dots.

The long knife was returned to the sheath, and just when Zhou Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, suddenly, a soft applause sounded in the room.

Dylan sat on the main seat of the sofa, clapping his hands gently, his narrow eyes full of admiration.

Zhou Mo only felt that his whole body was cold, and a drop of cold sweat overflowed from the back of his forehead and dripped down.

Sweat dripped down the carpet, and Dylan's applause came to an abrupt end.

His hands were elegantly and politely folded on his legs, and he bowed slightly to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo didn't know how Dylan appeared in the living room, nor did he know when Dylan was sitting on the sofa.

Similarly, if Dylan stabbed the dagger into Zhou Mo's heart, Zhou Mo would most likely not know when he died.

"It turned out to be the commander of the Dilan Division, I don't know what happened to come to the cold house?" Zhou Mo held the scimitar of the rainbow arc, and every inch of the muscles in his arm was moving slightly, ready for a thunderous blow at any time.

Dylan smiled and said:

"Zhou Mo, when I was in the wilderness, I saw that you were not a thing in the pool, and when I saw it today, I was even more sure. In this kind of scene, you can still be so calm, and ask me with a smile what I came to your house, which really makes Dilan admire!"

The voice was gentle and feminine, and he spoke slowly in an aristocratic voice, as if he was really politely answering the master's question.

But the moment the words fell, Di Lan's figure suddenly disappeared in Zhou Mo's eyes, and the next moment, Zhou Mo's vest trembled violently, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

The whole body instantly turned into the color of Mithril, and the color of Mithril was like mercury flowing, pure and vivid, Zhou Mo twisted his waist and gathered momentum.

At the moment when he was stabbed by a sharp weapon at the vest, the white rainbow in his hand was blazing, and in an instant, he used his waist to accumulate force and suddenly circled his body three times.

As soon as Bai Hong made a slight contact with the sharp weapon, Zhou Mo's whole person was like a fast-spinning ball, slamming into a fixed object, and with a ding, it was bounced away in an arc.

The landing point is the window of the living room!