CHAPTER XXXIII

Liu Dafu shuddered when he saw Mo Yan's sword. He knew that this sword was not usually unsheathed, and that when it came out of its sheath, someone would die.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "I won't fight with you." Then he looked at the crowd behind him, "Do any of you want to fight him?" and not a single man dared to answer.

"I'm here to compete with you. Instead, it was Wumei who stood up and looked at Mo Yan and smiled lightly. I haven't seen her for a few days, and she seems to be much more sensible, and she even smiles quietly.

"You have to compare with me, there will be opportunities in the future, but not today. Mo Yan smiled slightly. He knew that today would be a desperate fight, and once he made a move, he would definitely kill someone.

"Mei'er, come back!" the dark cloud pulled the baby daughter over, "Don't make trouble!"

Liu Dafu said: "You go, as long as you can go, just go!" said and led everyone to take a few steps back, but really let them go.

This confused Mo Yan, he and Manager Zhu, you look at me, I look at you, they can't figure out what medicine is sold in Liu Dafu's gourd.

"Then thank you Liu Shibo a lot, the little nephew will say goodbye!" The chief manager of Hezhu bowed his hand to everyone and turned around and walked up to the corridor.

A sinister sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Dafu's mouth.

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Although Mo Yan relied on his martial arts to build a name for himself and was bolder, he was not a reckless person after all. With a sword in his hand, his eyes blazing, he kept scanning ahead.

I wish the chief manager to be behind, and he is always on guard against any abnormalities behind him.

Unexpectedly, there were boundless lotus leaves around, and there was no one else, quietly.

Too quiet is the biggest abnormality!

Mo Yan seemed to feel it too.

"Backwards!" he said.

"Huh?" said the chief Zhu thought he had misheard.

"Rewind!" he said again.

"Why?, Palace Master?" asked Chief Zhu puzzled.

"They can't just let us go so easily, they want us to go, and they show us that there must be some trap waiting for us ahead, so we go the opposite way and go back and see what they're up to. Mo Yan said.

The two turned and reversed, the safest way they had walked, and they walked very fast, and in a blink of an eye they reached the end of the corridor.

But they were shocked by what they saw: the delicate little building was gone, replaced by a lush island with a cottage and nothing else.

Mo Yan's surprise is not trivial, there is no fork in this corridor, how to return along the original road is like taking the wrong road.

Mo Yan "swished" at the canopy of the corridor on the ground, and when he saw that the exquisite small building was far away in the northwest corner, only one roof could be seen.

"Could it be that the small building will drift, or is the corridor moving?" Mo Yan's mind flashed through countless thoughts.

This lotus garden has at least a thousand acres, and Mo Yan saw a vast green in front of him, and he couldn't see which direction to go at all.

Mo Yan made a "come up" gesture to Chief Zhu, and the two of them rushed towards each other on the cloister canopy, and soon came to the other end, and there was a pavilion in front of them.

No, the corridor was very long when I came, and the end should be the gate of Baihe Manor.

Mo Yan firmly believed in the inference that the cloister was an activity.

He knew that he might not be able to get out of it if he walked like this. I simply walked into the pavilion and sat down.

Jiang Taigong sat firmly on the Diaoyu Tai and saw where he came from? He wanted to see how haunted this corridor was.

After sitting quietly for a while, sure enough, the cloister moved, leaving the pavilion and moving slowly to the northwest.

Could it be that the cloister will not be able to move on its own? Surely not! It must be man-made.

Mo Yan's eyesight was so good? He looked underwater, and vaguely saw a figure swimming under the cloister.

Mo Yan didn't wait for him to swim away, with a wave of his hand, the flying knife shot out, and he entered the water with a "snort".

There was no scream, only a churning in the water, and a piece of blood red rose to the surface. The movement of the cloister also slowed down.

There should be another on the other side. Mo Yan saw that it was another flying knife. The water churned again, and blood flowed again.

The cloister came to a complete halt.

It turned out that there was a mechanism under the cloister, and there were people pushing and moving on both sides.

Mo Yan sat down again and continued to watch the changes.

Suddenly, the floor of the pavilion was pulled off. Mo Yan didn't expect that his body couldn't exert his strength and fell into the water (on the importance of being able to swim).

"Palace Master!" I wish the chief steward to be on the side, the trend of his fall is a little slow, and he hurriedly grabbed the pillar of the pavilion with one hand and pulled Mo Yan with the other.

Where will the people in the water let him succeed, only to hear two "whoosh" sounds, two crossbow arrows shot out of the water, towards the chest of the chief manager.

These two arrows are not difficult to dodge with the skill of the chief manager. The problem is that if he doesn't hold Mo Yan, Mo Yan will inevitably fall into the water, he knows that Mo Yan can't water, and a person who can't water is in the water, and he can only be caught in high force.

Manager Zhu chose to hold Mo Yan's hand, and at the same time "snorted" twice, and the two crossbow arrows had already shot deep into Manager Zhu's chest, so deep that only the tail of the arrow was exposed.

"Ahh

"Best wishes, Chief!" Mo Yan shouted sadly when he saw this.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from under the forehead of Mr. Zhu, and blood slowly soaked from the corners of his mouth. He smiled miserably: "Palace master, I'm afraid the old slave won't be able to wait for you." As soon as his head tilted and his hand loosened, Mo Yan fell into the water with him.

Mo Yan was extremely sad in his heart. I regret that I shouldn't have listened to him and insisted on coming to Baihe Manor. The strong dragon can't overpower the head snake, and in other people's territory, everything is full of variables. This not only put himself in a desperate situation, but also gave the life of the manager in vain.

"Caught, caught, pulled up, don't let that kid drown. "There were a lot of people in the cloister at once.

Mo Yan hugged the corpse of Manager Zhu, and he had choked several mouthfuls of water under the water. I found myself being pulled out of the water, and it turned out that I had fallen into a fishing net.

As soon as he came out of the water, Mo Yan gasped for a few breaths, grabbed the fishing net with both hands and tore it. With his skill, even the steel wire mesh will be torn apart.

Who knew that the fishing net could not be torn.

"Hahaha......" Liu Dafu said haha, separated everyone and walked in front of Mo Yan, "Mo Xian's nephew should not waste his spirit, this fishing net is made of ice silk from the Western Regions, not only can it not be torn, but the more you struggle, the tighter it will become." ”

"Villain!" Mo Yan's eyes were red, like a trapped lion.

This is a punishment for those who do not obey the arrangement. Take it away!" Liu Dafu said.

Come over, two family members are about to carry the flat pole. Mo Yan pointed through the fishing net, "snorted" twice, and two holes opened in the door of the two family members' heads and fell.

Seeing this, the others quickly jumped away. 、

"Owner, this guy is so powerful that we don't dare to approach. ”

"Drop it in the water and drag it away! See how strong he can be?" Liu Dafu said coldly.

With a "bang", Mo Yan was thrown into the water again.

Mo Yan saw a pair of eyes in the crowd that had been looking at him sadly, and it was Wumei's eyes.