A few months later, the deceased Xiao Mo came to the vicinity of Xiangyang, he was wearing a royal blue robe at the moment, a plain white belt at the back of his neck gently tied up his hair, and his sideburns were frost-white, but his simple outfit was extraordinary. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you ask him why he's here, he doesn't know, he's just coming here without knowing it.

When he woke up from his room months ago, he didn't know what had happened, and later he came out of the room to find that he was still in the zombie door. He secretly captured a disciple of the Zombie Sect and roughly knew what had happened from his mouth.

That day, the ancestor of the zombie gate poisoned him with poisonous wine, and later relieved him of the poison, but the ancestor asked his disciples to guard the whole door, because the ancestor told the disciples that he wanted to retreat, in fact, the real purpose of the ancestor was retreat, and only the dead Xiao Mo knew best in his heart.

Although he was not sure of the truth of the matter, he could roughly guess that the Zombie Gate Ancestor must have wanted to take away his flesh furnace, and the dead Xiao Mo didn't know how this Zombie Gate Ancestor did it, but the reason why he guessed so was because of the dream he had lying on the bed, and the pile of ashes on the bed.

According to the information he had learned, that Zombie Gate Ancestor had already passed a hundred years, and the Zombie Gate Ancestor he saw in his eyes was also full of life, and his vitality dissipated. The Zombie Gate Ancestor must have been the same as him, cultivating Xuangong in addition to martial arts, so that he could still exist in the world even when his body died.

In fact, Xiao Mo guessed roughly right, but the ancestor of the Zombie Gate did not practice Xuangong, but Xiangxi witchcraft.

Dead Xiao Mo walked forward without a purpose, he didn't know where he was going, he took revenge, he suddenly felt at a loss in his heart, the world is so big, there is no place for him to live and live.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling for help in the distance, and Xiao Mo paused for a moment, came back from his dazedness, he raised his eyebrows and groaned, identified the direction, and went in the direction where the cry for help came.

The direction from which the call for help came was not far away, and he quickly arrived nearby. He saw a group of refugees fleeing on the official road not far away, some of them were old and young, some men and some women, but there were no young adults. Around them there was a circle of Mongol soldiers riding tall horses, with knives, arrows, and whips in their hands, and their faces were fierce and malicious.

The homeless people were trapped in the middle of the road one by one, unable to leave, some of the children were already crying with fright, some of the women were full of fear and despair, and the elderly were all indignant.

"Tartar beasts, you have violated my territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and one day you will not be able to die well!" one of the displaced people scolded loudly, and the dead Xiao Mo looked over, only to see that this person looked rather embarrassed, and his hair was scattered, but it could be seen from his tattered clothes that this person must have had a certain status before.

However, the Tartars did not understand the words he scolded, and the Tartar soldiers just surrounded them, and two of them seemed to be discussing, their mouths constantly changing, and from time to time they pointed at the group of homeless people with movements in their hands.

After a while, the Tartar soldiers seemed to have discussed, and saw two of them break into the crowd on horseback, and finally stopped in the crowd, and the two Tartars dismounted, and suddenly grabbed one person from each of the crowd, both of them were women, and they were also women with good postures, although they were among the homeless, but they were neatly dressed and described as clean.

"Ahh

"Don't, miss! let go of my young lady!"

The two women were dragged out of the crowd by the Tartar soldiers, but they were desperate and struggled. But how could they outwhelm the two Tartars, no matter how hard they struggled, they were dragged all the way out.

Xiao Mo, who was watching this scene from a distance, frowned slightly, he saw that the figures of the two women seemed to be somewhat familiar, but it was difficult to remember them for a while. At that moment, a memory flashed through my mind - it was them!

He was about to make a move, when he heard a whistling sound, and saw a shadow fly out of the bushes beside the official road, and this shadow flew quickly, just out of the bushes, it swept past the necks of the two Tartars, and then the two Tartars fell without warning.

Seeing that the situation had changed, Xiao Mo put down the hand he had just raised again. When the Tartars saw that two people had suddenly died on their side, they became vigilant. It's just that as soon as they clenched the weapons in their hands, a fierce sword qi turned out, the sword qi was devastated, and there was nothing to stop it, and those Mongolian soldiers on horseback were knocked upside down and flew out, falling to the ground and spurting blood.

Before the wounded Mongol soldiers could get up again, the shadow that had killed the two Mongol soldiers before suddenly appeared, revealing the figure of a woman. Then Xiao Mo saw her feet shake, turned back and stabbed to death those Mongolian soldiers who were powerless to resist, and his hands were clean and neat, without dragging mud and water at all.

At this time, a person came out of the bushes on the side of the road again, his person was tall and straight, his face was full of honesty, he held a wide knife with a peculiar shape in his hand, he looked good, the blade was through the cold cold light, and it was a thing of blowing hair and breaking hair at a glance.

"Second sister, how do you plan to settle these people?"

The woman turned to him and said to him, "Now that we have nowhere to go ourselves, give them some money and goods to escape on their own!"

At this time, the dead Xiao Mo, who was hiding in the shadows, was surprised again, he also knew this woman, and he still saw it in his dreams.

"Oh. The man took a burden from his shoulder, opened it, took out some gold and silver, and divided it among the homeless people.

When those homeless people saw that the two not only saved their lives, but also gave them severance pay, they were happy and grateful, and kept kowtowing to the two to thank them. After a while, when the displaced people had dispersed, only the man and the woman remained, and the two daughters of the master and servant who had been dragged out of the crowd by the Mongol soldiers.

The master and servant were about to come over to thank the two, when suddenly the woman with the sword spoke lightly, but her voice was extremely loud: "Your Excellency has been watching for so long, should you come out?"

Dead Xiaomo knew that she was talking about herself, because he didn't deliberately hide his figure from the beginning, and it was naturally not impossible for a woman to find him in the dark. As for the honest man, he should have a rough mind, so after the woman called Xiao Mo's figure, the expression on his face looked a little surprised.

Dead Xiao Mo walked out of the darkness with an indifferent expression, and when he saw him, the sword-wielding woman's eyes were slightly condensed, and the five fingers holding the sword couldn't help but tighten. She felt a kind of pressure from the dead little Mo, an invisible pressure that could only be felt when facing her father.

This is the first impression she has of the dead Xiao Mo in her heart.

The honest man with the knife also had a very dignified face, although he was not as smart as his second sister, but he had learned his father's seven or eight points of true inheritance under his solid and hard practice, and in terms of martial arts, he could barely make a draw compared to his second sister.

When he saw Xiao Mo, the instinct of the martial artist told him that this was a powerful character. Therefore, he glanced at the second sister beside him with some concern, the person in front of him did not know whether he was friend or foe, if there was a conflict for a while, he must not let his second sister be hurt. Because in this world, he now only has one relative, the second sister.

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