I hurried overnight, didn't dare to take the official road, bumped all the way, and finally arrived in Linzhen before dawn. Mo Ning's injuries have been treated with the medicine prepared on the carriage, but he has not woken up yet, Mo Yuyang's own injuries are not serious, but he is inevitably very tired from driving a horse all the way.

"Open the door, open the door. Mo Yuyang tapped on the door of the inn and shouted. The person who opened the door was also a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and he was very surprised to see that Mo Yuyang was not very old, but he was still holding an injured boy of the same age, but looking at Mo Yuyang's cold face, he still forced them into the guest room with a sense of sleepiness.

Mo Yuyang knew that even if the news came out, it would take a few hours, but now he urgently needed to get some hot water and medicine, otherwise Mo Ning's family might really be in danger, since he promised his parents, Mo Yuyang would definitely work hard to do a good job, although Mo Yuyang was still a little dissatisfied with the Mo family, after all, the deaths of Mo Yugong and his mother Li were the reasons of the Mo family, but Mo Ning's family could not die.

Staying in the inn until it was dark, Mo Yuyang knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately took Mo Ning's family into the carriage and galloped away in the direction where Dawu Guo was.

Soon after they left, a group of people came to the inn, all of them fierce, looking for the portraits of Mo Ning's family and Mo Yuyang, and the boy before was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he only said, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything." But he still became a ghost under the sword, and the leader of those people glanced at the people who were eating breakfast in the inn and said, "Whoever dares to disobey me in Solomon's work will end up like this." ”

Of course, Mo Yuyang didn't know these things, and at this time, he was resentful in his heart. I secretly swore that from now on, I would become stronger, avenge my parents, and fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Emperor Tonghui.

It wasn't until noon, when the sun was shining, that Mo Ning's family woke up, but his face was dull, his mouth kept talking nonsense, and he refused Mo Yuyang's treatment. Mo Yuyang couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, but he still relented and slapped Mo Ning's family hard.

"Take a good look at your current appearance, if your parents know that they have given birth to a useless son, and they don't want to avenge their parents but pretend to be crazy and stupid, are you worthy of your parents? Are you still like a man?"

After hearing this, the Mo Ning family changed the confusion in their eyes, became firm, clenched their fists, and gritted their teeth and said: "You are right, I want to avenge my parents, you can rest assured that I will not be like this." The Mo Ning family raised their hands to wipe away their tears and began to cooperate with the Mo Ning family's treatment.

In the evening, they did not make it to the next town, and the horses were tired and rested in the wilderness. Mo Yuyang parked the carriage, told Mo Ning's family to get out of the car, lit the firewood and began to cook porridge, and the surroundings were quiet. As the night deepened, Mo Yuyang stood alone outside the carriage, concentrating, preparing to break through the Jindan period, surrounded by occasional insect chirping and birds flying, as well as the gentle snoring of Mo Ning's house. Mo Yuyang's face was full of beads of sweat, the most important thing in the Chongjin Dan period was to abandon the past, no sorrow and no joy, otherwise he would fall into the devil, Mo Yuyang had already encountered it once.

Mo Yuyang's mind kept flashing the picture of being Jiang Pinghan, mixed with the picture of the Mo family's corpses all over the ground, Mo Yuyang's face was full of sweat, and he muttered something in his mouth.

"No, no, father, mother, don't die. ”

"Mu Chaoge, don't be like this. Believe me. ”

"Master"

Mo Yuyang's hair was wet a lot, his face turned blue, and suddenly, Mo Yuyang felt a clear stream in his body, and as the meridians slowly flowed, Mo Yuyang's face looked much better. Listening to a soft "poof", Mo Yuyang's hair was windless and automatic, and his clothes fluttered. He opened his eyes and highlighted one word: "It is finished"

There was a sound of rustling around, Mo Yuyang was startled, and immediately jumped on the carriage, with a wave of the whip, the horse neighed, and rushed forward quickly.

Dozens of figures suddenly appeared around, all holding large knives and dressed in black. Seeing that the carriage had departed, they all jumped onto the trees on both sides of the road, and shuttled between the branches, no slower than the carriage.

PS: Thank you for my strong backing, you are the driving force for my writing. There is no streamer in the south, and the great grace is not grateful.