This sentence was like a stimulant, activating the girl in white and Yu Ziyan, and their eyes lit up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

didn't mean Ziyan to speak, the girl in white took the initiative to come up, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master Mo, it's just a group of bandits over there in Beishan, I know very well." ”

"Is it just a bandit?" Mo Suifeng was very surprised, a little unconvinced.

The girl in white patted her chest and said arrogantly: "Anla, Anla, it's really just a bandit, if you have an old lady with you, you will definitely be safe, don't worry."

Mo Suifeng was so amused by the girl's exaggerated movements that he almost laughed, a girl, only a few years old, and she called her an old lady at every turn.

Seeing that Mo Suifeng agreed, Yu Ziyan's expression relaxed a lot, she didn't know Mo Suifeng, but she knew the strength of the girl next to her.

Yu Ziyan gave Mo Suifeng a blessing, and said proudly: "Master Mo, don't worry, this woman, don't underestimate her, she is our boss's daughter, surnamed Zhong Xiaona, although she is only fifteen years old this year, she ranks eighty-eight on the Young Phoenix List, and she is a real heroine!"

Mo Suifeng didn't know what the young wind list was, coughed dryly, and said "Jiuyang" without pain

Zhong Xiaona saw Mo Suifeng's perfunctory meaning, but she didn't care, and said with a big grin: "Mo Gongzi, the other party agreed to pay the ransom at the mountain temple at the foot of Beishan at noon today, let's go now, just go and check the terrain first, what do you think?"

Mo Suifeng saw that she was full of confidence, so he naturally agreed.

Since it was still early, the three of them ate something, and after Zhong Xiaona prepared again, she really ran to Beishan.

In the north of Fang City, there is a small hill, because it is located in the north of Anping City, so the locals are accustomed to calling it Beishan.

There is a deserted mountain temple at the foot of the mountain, which is very old, but Beishan has always been barren and sparsely populated, and there are many bandits entrenched here, so there is hardly much permanent population.

Although the robbers designated Mo Suifeng to pay the ransom, they did not specifically ask him to go alone, thinking that he was arrogant, and he didn't take Mo Suifeng and Yu Ziyan's circle of friends in his eyes at all.

In the third layer of purple smoke qi refining, scattered cultivation, four seasons swordsmanship

Zhong Xiaona is a sixth-layer qi refining disciple, a famous disciple of a master of Taihao Sword Sect, who has not yet started, and has become famous in sword skills and two water splitting swords.

Mo practiced qi with the wind, cultivated casually, did not practice spells and swordsmanship for the time being, and was also a martial artist.

This is what the three of them learned about each other on the road, and of course each of them had reservations.

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The peaks of the north mountain are undulating, the mountain wind is bleak, and the dilapidated mountain temple, like a vicious beast, is like a fierce beast, staring at the foot of the mountain, as if it wants to devour the people who come and go.

The three of them thought they had come early, but before they reached the mountain temple, they saw the sentry from a distance.

They saw the watchmen, and they saw them.

A black-faced man dressed as a bandit stood on a high slope and shouted: "Wait, people are coming, but don't follow the wind!"

Mo stopped with the wind and said loudly: "It's Mo, the spirit stone has been brought, release it quickly!"

Seeing this, the black-faced man shouted, "You wait, I'll go back to the house!"

In this gap, Mo swept around with the wind spiritual sense, but only found a few secret sentinels, just like the black-faced man just now, he was not a qi practitioner, he was an ordinary bandit, he originally thought that this matter must be aimed at himself, but now it seems to be a little strange.

Listening to the tone of the black-faced man, as if he really wanted a ransom, Zhong Xiaona and Mo Suifeng glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

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In the ruined temple, there is a roaring bonfire, a fat sheep is roasted in the center, more than ten men are around, eating meat and drinking, punching and laughing, sweating profusely, very lively, all of them are genuine bandits.

On the upper seat of the main hall, a sturdy man in brown leather armor and messy hair cursed in a low voice while drinking, as if he had a lot of dissatisfaction.

The kidnapped little boy was tied to a pillar in the temple, and his eyes, which were still somewhat bright, were now much darker, and there were many whip marks on his body, and he had obviously been beaten.

At this moment, the black-faced man ran into the temple and shouted with a smile: "Second brother, second brother, that one named Mo Suifeng is here, saying that he brought a ransom and let him go! ”

The sturdy man is not as excited as the black-faced man imagined, he was originally very disapproving of this deal, this little boy's sister is the subordinate of Zhong Ziqi, the boss of "Fengxian Building", although it is just a reception, but in fact it is like a disciple, I don't know what the boss is crazy about, he insists on making this ticket, and it involves a Mo Suifeng who does not know the details, and it is strange inside and out.

Don't ask, the two women outside, one is Yu Ziyan, and the other must be Zhong Xiaona, who is good friends with Yu Ziyan, that Zhong Xiaona is also a famous heroine, and she is not enough to be cut by others, how can this be good?

"What should I do, what should I do?" This sturdy man looked at his subordinates with more than a dozen big men, who seemed to be brave, and suddenly became afraid.

The bandits in the hall don't know these things, and when they hear that there are chicks, they all come to the spirit, and they are excited about it.

"The second master, the second master...."The black-faced man, staring at the sturdy man with an expectant face, just waited for him to give an order, and he was about to rush out of the temple directly.

Ignoring the expectations of the crowd, the sturdy man rubbed his hands together and paced around the hall nervously like ants on a hot pot.

Suddenly, the sturdy man stopped, turned around abruptly, and made up his mind, "Brothers, run........... fast"

However, poor him had just said half of his words when a sword light flew out of the inner hall, and the second master was cut in two, and the dead body fell to the ground, and the blood instantly spread red to the ground.

Where did the bandits think of such a change, they exploded the pot, drew their swords one after another, and looked nervously at the inner hall, and even some timid bandits urinated at that time, and they were paralyzed on the ground trembling and unable to make a sound.

Yu Deshui was also frightened, and after letting out a scream, he tilted his head and fainted.

A middle-aged Taoist with black beard and shiny skin, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, slowly walked out of the inner hall, his expression and demeanor were unhurried and very magnanimous.

"Sit the down for me, come on, clean up!" the Taoist calmly sat in the position of the sturdy man just now.

Originally, it was still noisy and noisy hall, after the Taoist came out, it became silent, and several big men, without commanding, dragged out the body of the second master very quickly, and for a time the hall was so quiet that even the sound of fine needles falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

"Huzi, let Na Mo come up alone with the wind!" the Taoist commanded as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, big boss!" replied loudly, and the black-faced man cautiously exited the ruined temple.