Mo Ling naturally didn't really chase the carriage back, after Qiao Wuyu stopped Mo Zixu, Mo Ling slowed down, watched the carriage disappear at the end of the field little by little, and then turned around and sneaked back quietly.

Mo Ling was lying cautiously in the grass at this time, looking at the two people facing each other in the distance - Mo Zixu first scolded a few ugly words, Qiao Wuyu ignored it, so Mo Zixu was furious, and began to chant a spell in his mouth, and soon summoned two black shadows, calling out and rushing towards Qiao Wuyu.

The moonlight was dim, and it was impossible to see what these two black shadows were, and Mo Ling wanted to summon a gust of wind to blow away the cumulus clouds in the sky, but he was afraid that doing so would expose his tracks.

Seeing this, Qiao Wuyu also called out two fierce beasts and entangled them with the black shadow. These two beasts, one green and one white, have distinct appearances, they are wolves and tigers.

Seeing this, a thought suddenly flashed in Mo Ling's mind, so he quietly called Fu Qin out: Fu Qin, you hear it better than me, are they reciting the same incantation?

Fu Qin replied: It's the same, but Qiao Wuyu reads much faster.

Mo Ling said again: That should be right, these two people are using the transformation fighting method. However, it will take a lot of spiritual power to summon two fierce beasts at once.

Fu Qin teased: Anyway, you can't do it.

Mo Ling was not convinced: I can do it if I have rune paper.

But rune paper is something outside the body after all-the meaning of Fu Qin's words is obvious, without rune paper, you are helpless.

Mo Ling pursed her lips and continued to see how the two fought.

Qiao Wuyu's transformation quickly gained the upper hand in the bite, Mo Zixu saw that the situation was not good, and summoned two birds to help, Qiao Wuyu followed closely behind, and also summoned two birds to fight with him. This came and went, both sides were very consumed, the wails of the beasts came and went, and after a while, the four beasts under Mo Zixu all fell to the ground, turning into a puff of black smoke and dissipating in the air, Qiao Wuyu's condition was better, and there was still a black eagle left in the air to survive.

It's a waste, seeing this, Mo Ling really hates itchy, it's such a waste, and the spiritual power is so wasted.

But the things that surprised Mo Ling were still to come, Mo Zixu saw that all the four avatars were adrift, so he simply didn't do anything, this time he summoned seven avatars in a row, all of them were hideous in appearance, full of fighting spirit, and the whistling sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the momentum alone could frighten ordinary people unable to move.

In contrast, Qiao Wuyu first threw out a flick of his fingers, and the dying black eagle in the air fell to the ground in response, turning into green smoke and disappearing, and then Qiao Wuyu also called out seven transformations of different colors - if you look closely, the eight transformations are only one red monkey.

Seeing Qiao Wuyu's act of discarding the transformation with his own hands, Mo Ling was so angry that he almost jumped up, isn't it good to take back these spiritual powers and use them again, why waste them in vain?

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, the insider looks at the doorway, Fu Qin on the side doesn't care about the dissipation and waste of spiritual power at all, he only sees more than ten birds and beasts fighting each other bloodily, the heterochromatic transformation is not only clear, but the body bones are also stronger, and soon the blackened transformation is scattered, scattered and fled. If it weren't for the jade pendant being pressed under the Demon Feather, Fu Qin might have jumped up and shouted for joy.

Qiao Wuyu saw that Mo Zixu was already in decline, so he dispersed the few transformations that remained on the field and summoned the red monkey out. The red monkey that fell from the sky was extraordinary, and it shook the ground three times when it landed. I saw that it was more than eight feet long, covered with blood-colored thick hair, its limbs were thick and powerful, its body was strong and strong, its mouth and nose exuded anger, its eyes were like copper bells, and it was holding a mace, as if Shura had descended to earth. If it is supplemented by thunder and lightning at this time, it will definitely scare a three-year-old child into crying.

Mo Zixu's face was stunned, he was retreating, and he turned around to escape, but he knew that the red monkey was sensible, and immediately stepped forward with an arrow, smashed a stick in front of Mo Zixu, and broke Mo Zixu's thoughts.

Mo Zixu scolded, but he had nothing to do, so he could only run back and forth in a circle, while Qiao Wuyu was proud, standing on the wall and watching, as if he was watching a good show of an eagle teasing a chicken.

It's boring, let's go. Seeing this, Moling turned around and began to retreat. Fu Qin was puzzled, saying that this is not a good place, why do you want to go?

Mo Ling didn't look back: What's so good, it's that two people consume each other's spiritual power, whoever runs out first will lose, there is no strategy at all, and there is nothing to gain from watching it.

Fu Qin covered his mouth and snickered: You just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, and when you see others wantonly swaying your spiritual power, you feel jealous.

I'm just jealous, what's wrong, Mo Ling completely ignored it, just "swished" and crawled forward, you can stay and watch if you like, I have to go back to do business.

Fu Qin glanced back at the distance, muttered "It's really boring" after taking a commemorative time, then pursed his lips and retracted into the jade pendant.

When Mo Ling returned to Qinglong City, it was still dark, and there was no sign of people on the street, but there were two black shadows standing outside the county guard's mansion, holding their hands in front of their chests, and they were stomping their feet back and forth to keep warm.

The two of them were relieved to see Mo Ling coming, and one of them said, "Brother Mo Ling, you are here, we have been waiting here for several hours—woo, I am frozen to death." ”

"White Tiger, as the head of the Tianzi Pavilion, you can't be affected by a little freezing," Mo Ling said in disgust, "I was chased by Mo Zixu for more than a hundred miles just now, and I went to the Ghost Gate Pass to come back in a circle, and I didn't complain anything." ”

Another person was shocked when he heard this: "Then are you hurt?"

"Fortunately, it's okay, it's just that the spiritual power is a little empty, don't be stunned, come with me quickly. After Mo Ling finished speaking, he led the two of them into the county guard's courtyard. At this time, the county courtyard was darkly lit, and it was difficult to think of the brightly lit scene not long ago.

"Brother Demon Ling is really clever, knowing that someone will come to rob the prison," Bai Hu praised, "Now the palace is empty, and you can almost come and go at will." ”

"This is also thanks to the great power of the person who robbed the prison and defeated all the soldiers in the palace, otherwise it would not be so easy for us to get in. The other said, "Brother Moling, who are we trying to save?"

"I can't say it right now, but it's right for you to come along. ”

Demon Ling led the two to the backyard dungeon, passed through the soldier jailer who fell to the ground, and easily reached the end of the dungeon.

"There are three people to be saved," Mo Ling pointed to the three cells, "While there is no one now, let's hurry up and go back to rest as soon as possible." ”

"Brother Demon Ling, the iron shackles in the dungeon are abnormally strong, and I am afraid that I will try to rescue people for a while, and I am afraid that it will be ......"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Ling had already taken out the long sword from his sleeve, and with a few crisp clicks, he cut the chains of the three cells into two pieces.

"What a sharp sword!" exclaimed the man, "and the corpse cutter may not be so powerful. ”

Holding the long sword in his hand, Demon Ling cut off the iron shackles of the two people in the prison in turn, and then let the two white tigers carry them on their backs.

"Brother Demon Ling, this green wolf has hurt you a lot, why do you still want to save him?" Bai Hu didn't understand, "It's better to let him be locked in a cell." ”

"I can't explain to you why now, you carry him out, then he will remain wherever he is, and then let him fend for himself. After Mo Ling finished speaking, he said to another person, "Qingzhou, this person on your back - don't dislike him for being ugly first, Lord County Shou hates him to the core." You take him back to take care of him, and it will be of great use in the future. ”

Bai Hu and Qingzhou glanced at each other, did not continue to ask, and left the dungeon one after another. Mo Ling went into the last cell alone, and as soon as he came to the bed, he saw an old man sitting up in shock, "Who is it?"

"......" Mo Ling stood in place, looking at the old man in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

"Who is standing there!" the old man snorted again.

"Master......" Mo Ling's voice trembled slightly, "Why are you here......"

"If you don't answer, don't blame me for being welcome!" The old man raised his hands angrily, but was stopped by the iron shackles, and Mo Ling realized that the old man's limbs were chained to the bed by iron shackles.

"Master, I'm Mo Ling," Mo Ling swung his sword to cut through the iron shackles and held the old man's shoulders, "Mo Ling, your apprentice Mo Ling." ”

"Mo Ling, who is Mo Ling?" the old man turned his head sideways, and his black hole eyes stared straight at Mo Ling.

"......" Mo Ling bit her lip, not knowing how to answer. After a while, Mo Ling carefully picked up the old man and carried him on his back, "Master, I'll take you back, no matter what grievances you have with the county guard, we will ask him to pay off slowly in the future." ”