Mu Yirong's mount Qianli suddenly lost control of his emotions, and he was very irritable and stood still, Mu Yirong shouted twice, and the mount Qianli still kept plowing the ground with his hooves, refusing to take a step forward.

When Seocho saw this, he jumped off the horse, came to Qianli's approach, touched Chisa's head, and patted Chisa's horse, as if Mr. was encouraging students who couldn't memorize articles.

Mu Yirong remembered that when she saw Seocho for the first time, she stopped the frightened carriage, and stroked the injured butt of the jujube red horse pulling the cart in his house, and asked which villain pierced the horse's ass with a hidden weapon, and she wanted to avenge the jujube red horse, and also stabbed the other party's ass with a dart.

Mu Yirong recalled this, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face, he really didn't realize it at all.

Qianli gradually quieted down under the caress of Seocho, and Mu Yirong finally asked curiously, "What did you say to it, and it listened to you?"

"The dragon horse said that it was panicked, and said that your Yintang is black, and it doesn't want to go out for fear of trouble. ”

Mu Yirong looked puzzled, "Who is the dragon horse?" Also, why do you sound like you're cursing me?"

Seocho reached out and patted Chisato on the stomach, "It's the dragon horse, and it doesn't like your name." And why should I curse you? But if you have such a request, I can grant it, and I will be sure that my words will be very effective. ”

Mu Yirong can now understand Mu Yixing's feeling of wanting to strangle Seocho, he ignored Seocho, reached out and touched Qianli's mane, "Qianli, don't you like the name I gave you?"

Qianli snorted very loudly, which startled Mu Yirong, and he laughed dryly, "Okay, okay, you will be called Longju in the future." ”

As soon as Mu Yirong said the word dragon ju, he could feel the mood of the dragon foal under his crotch change significantly, and he couldn't help but look at Seocho, "How did you understand its words?"

"Listen attentively. ”

Mu Yirong felt that he had tried his best to chat with Seocho, but for some reason, he just had a feeling of wanting to vomit out a mouthful of old blood, but he had to continue, "Long Ju told you that he felt that I was going to be unlucky?"

Seocho nodded, Mu Yirong felt that he really believed in Seocho's evil, and even asked again, "Then doesn't it want to go out with me?"

Seocho nodded again, but Mu Yirong smiled, smiling like a fox who had killed a bad wolf, and reached out to stroke his horsemane, "Dragon Ju, I don't know if you can understand me, but I want to tell you that I like to eat horse jerky." ”

Long Ju obviously understood Mu Yirong's words, and the little hooves that were kicking randomly immediately stopped, and Mu Yirong praised the horse's mane, "Good, let's go!"

After Mu Yirong finished speaking, he grabbed the reins and beckoned Ruicao and Hou Hu and Hou Hou Monkey brothers to get on their horses and set off.

The twilight was heavy, and when it was approaching dusk, the lead clouds piled up above the nine skies were finally overwhelmed and began to rain lightly, but fortunately, Mu Yirong and the four of them were wearing robes.

Mu Yirong raised his whip and urged the three of them to speed up, and the voice he said flew into the distance with the cold rain and wind.

Seeing that the group of people who were hurrying up their horses could reach Lintong County before dark.

Mu Yirong, who was riding a horse and whipping to lead the way, suddenly leaned forward, and with a painful neighing sound from the dragon horse, one man and one horse fell forward in unison, and all of them fell into the mud soup at once.

The two brothers Ruicao and Hou Hu and Hou Monkey, who were closely behind, saw a tripping rope suddenly appear in the middle of the road, tripping the dragon horse under Mu Yirong's crotch, hurriedly tightened the reins and stopped advancing.

Suddenly, several figures jumped up from both sides of the road, cutting through the rain curtain with a big knife in their hands, making a sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air, and suddenly rushed to Mu Yirong and the four of them to surround and kill.

Seocho clearly saw the big knife in the hand of the attacker, and neatly cut away the raindrops, and at a glance, he knew that he was not an idle person, and hurriedly shouted, "Be careful." ”

Mu Yirong, who fell in the mud, turned over, lowered his body, drew the sword at his waist, flipped his wrist over his head, and pulled out a sword flower.

The four flashing cold swords slammed into Mu Yirong's saber above his head, and suddenly a beam of sparks burst out, shaking Mu Yirong's tiger mouth almost cracked, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, "It's not good." ”

These people are obviously not road bandits, how can there be a road bandit who attacks directly without saying a word, and no one dares to rob the official errand, so is it not a rat that has swallowed rat poison and wants to hit the sticky mouse board -- bent on death.

And judging from the skills of these people, they are ruthless and have good kung fu, they are by no means ordinary robbers, and they are very likely to be killers in the rivers and lakes.

Mu Yirong has been on an errand in Dali Temple for two years, handled many cases, and sent many people who were traitors to the guillotine. It is also normal for some of these people's relatives to have a grudge against them, and to block and kill him.

It's just that right now he was about to go to Lintong County to investigate, but he encountered a roadblock, is this really just a coincidence?

"Who are you?"

Mu Yirong picked up his sword and stood up, shouting loudly, and the first man who was slightly shorter than Mu Yirong was half a head, and the man with a scar in front of his ear replied, "The one who wants your life." ”

I remember when I was a child, I heard that the gentleman who told me about this kind of similar episode, and always had to start with a sentence "The person who wants my life has not been born yet", but Mu Yirong felt that this was very hypocritical, and was about to ask them again who they were, but Hou Hu came up with a sentence "Turtle grandson, the person who can kill Lao Tzu has not been born yet." ”

Not to be outdone, Hou Monkey also shouted loudly: "If you can kill the master, count it as your ability." But you deflated calves, do you dare to report your real name, master, I won't kill nameless ghosts under my knife. ”

Hou Hu and Hou Monkey, the two iron-handedly brothers, wiped out the tense atmosphere at once, Mu Yirong almost laughed, and said angrily that his two pavilion chiefs' subordinates were full of Jianghu Qi, making them more like bandits than bandits, and I was really worried that one day they would make people think that the bandits were pretending to be officials and arrested.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others; The line does not change its name, and it does not change its surname. Xianqiao Mountain, Lingyun Cave, Lingyun Immortals, I am an ironclad immortal. ”

This time, Mu Yirong finally couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, and suddenly felt as if he had run to the stage.

This is obviously a life-and-death struggle, can't this group of neuropaths be serious?

is also the Iron Armor Great Immortal, this man doesn't know that the Iron Armor Great Immortal is a turtle insect spirit, why doesn't he say that he is a turtle shell Great Immortal!

Mu Yirong forced a smile, restrained his mind, and reluctantly put on a serious expression, "Then who are you taking money from, and what disaster are you doing for him?"

The iron-clad immortal who raised his head high, probably didn't expect Mu Yirong to ask like this, and held back a sentence for a long time, "Don't worry about it, it's going to kill you anyway." ”

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