C36 On the way to save Bai Lian from the bandit's cold sword

The two brothers led their horses and left. For some reason, squads of soldiers were patrolling the streets, interrogating the people who passed by. The two of them were afraid that something might happen again, so they quickly found a place to stay. Mo Jingtian ordered the waiter to arrange an upper room and prepare some dishes and wine at the same time. The waiter was afraid of being slow, so he quickly made his preparations while the two of them waited inside the house.

Before long, the waiter brought the meat and wine into the room.

"Waiter, take care!" Mo Jingtian took out a silver ingot and placed it in the waiter's hands.

"I ask you, this is a peaceful time, but when I entered the city, why did the soldiers interrogate me? "After nightfall, why is there a martial law in the city?" Mo Jingtian was curious, that was why he asked.

The waiter replied, "This young master, you don't know?"

"Oh, we are merchants from the north." Oh, we are merchants from the north.

"No wonder this Young Master has a valiant appearance and is generous with his hands. I knew that Young Master was an extraordinary person." "Young master, do you know that since the orders of His Majesty, many rich families have moved into the city? But in the past few months, many rich families have been robbed and have lost a lot of money and property, and even after a thorough investigation by the officials, there have been no signs of bandits, causing the people to panic. Everyone is in danger, so the government has ordered a martial law to be imposed on the city, and soldiers have to be sent to patrol every day."

"Oh, I see. Thank you for your advice. You can leave now."

This matter had nothing to do with Mo Jingtian and Yue Yang, the two of them had worked hard all day, so naturally they slept soundly, and on the next day, after dawn, the two of them brought their horses out of the city. There was a carriage pulling a coffin, and behind it, there were more than twenty people, both men and women, all around thirty years old, over forty steps tall, and no lower than twenty-five years old. All of them were in mourning, holding spirit banners in their hands, and crying bitterly, but anyone with a discerning glance would know that they were just putting on an act and putting on an act. The city guards did not question too much, they immediately let them go, and with the two of them, Mo Jingtian could not hold back anymore and exchanged the money.

After leaving the city, the two brothers rode their horses to follow the group of people. However, they didn't expect that after the group of people left the city, they would head towards the north.

"Big brother, we're heading in the wrong direction!" Yang Jing said to Mo Jingtian.

"Brother, please don't say too much. There's something fishy about this funeral procession."

"Big brother, how did you notice?" Yang Jing said softly.

"Look, if there was a dead person in the coffin, why would two horses be needed to drive it? Look at the two horses, their steps are heavy, and their bodies are sinister. They must be heavy objects."

"Big brother, you think too much. Maybe the one who died was a fatty?"

"How fat must that be? Look at those twenty or so people. How could they be people who cry? They stopped crying after leaving the city for less than a mile. All of them had fierce expressions and killing intent in their eyes. Presumably, the bandits in the city were this group of people. We'll follow them and see where they send the money. "

"Then we'll just keep following them!"

"There's no need. If they continue walking like this, their target will be too big. If they continue, they will inevitably be seen through. So, I'm guessing that there must be someone supporting them and they will all be separated out." We'll just follow. "

The two youths rode their horses just like that, talking and laughing with each other on the backs of their horses as they slowly followed behind the group. After following them for more than twenty li, the group was cut off by a group of people.

In front of him, there were only around ten people. They were all riding fine horses with sabers at their waists, and the one in the lead was a fair and delicate young man who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had willow shaped eyebrows, big eyes that were bright like pearls, a small square nose, and a small mouth that was exquisite and beautiful like a cherry. He wore a silky green robe, and had a square scarf on his head. He held a treasured sword in his hand, and a jade pendant hung at his waist. Over ten people were standing behind him, all dressed in black.

"Hey!"

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, why is the White Lotus Sword in his hands?" Mo Jingtian said softly.

He said in a soft voice, "You bunch of bandits. If you see me, why aren't you coming with me to the government office? Confess your guilt!"

At this time, a person walked out of the group, bowed, stroked his beard, and smiled, "Young master, you must be joking. At this time, a person walked out of the group, bowed, and stroked his beard, and smiled, and said," Young master, you must be joking.

The young master sneered, "I'll tell you then! The things in your coffins must have been stolen by you all over the past month. It was called the funeral, but in reality, you all escaped in secret, which is why you all decided to block your way here, and did not hurry up and follow me to the officials' residence to receive your blessings. Let me tell you this, I am not stupid, it is not easy to deceive them, but you all cannot deceive me! "

"Ai!" The man sighed, "Since the young master has already seen through us, we can only follow him to the government."

After he finished speaking, that person was about to pay his respects once more.

"Young master, be careful!" Mo Jingtian bellowed, but it was already too late, he only saw the man taking out a few silver needles from his bosom, and shot them towards the green-clothed gongzi. The green-clothed gongzi was not prepared for this person to suddenly use cold needles, and under Mo Jingtian's warning, he was only barely able to avoid a fatal strike, as the three silver needles pierced into his shoulder. As for the group of people, they took out sharp blades from the carriage and charged at the people blocking their way. The young master's followers naturally stood up straight to protect their master. They raised their blades and dismounted, the two groups fighting each other. Initially, Mo Jingtian and Yue Shan were just watching by the side, but the ten or so young masters' followers were not a match for the group, and in the blink of an eye, three of them were killed. Just at that moment, Young Master's face suddenly changed, becoming dark, sinister looking, and full of pain from head to toe, as he fell down.

Seeing that, Mo Jingtian said to Yang Jing: "Brother, you wait here. I'll go help out. "

With that, Mo Jingtian alighted the horse and walked in front of the young man. With one glance, he could tell that this young man had been poisoned, and immediately pressed on the acupuncture points, sealing the meridians, so that the poisonous gas would not spread any further. He took out a Tai Bai Qi Jutong Pellet that was given by the foster-old and placed it into his mouth, ordering him to swallow it. At this moment, the boy had already lost consciousness. His followers had also been killed by the robbers, and not a single one of them had died. With blades in hand, they charged at the two of them.

"Yang Jing, take care of him!" Hearing that, Yang Jing also flew forward, unsheathed his treasure sword and protected the little brat. Mo Jingtian unsheathed his cold sword, and fought the twenty odd people, but the swords used by them, were only long weapons, in a moment, they were sliced off by the cold sword, the cold sword was Old Mo's last sword, a good divine weapon, and Mo Jingtian had studied for ten years, gaining the inheritance of sword immortals, the twenty odd people were not his match, but they were injured by Mo Jingtian, and Mo Jingtian did not take their lives, only injuring their hands and feet, making them unable to move.

After injuring the twenty odd people, Mo Jingtian went over to the green clothed youth's side. At that moment, the green clothed man had already woken up, and his complexion was slightly better. Mo Jingtian inspected his wounds, and said: "Bear with it." He then pulled out the three poisonous needles and threw them to the side. He then took out a flying sword from his waist and cut a small wound on the green-clothed youth's body, as if he was trying to kiss him.

"What are you doing!" Qing Yi shouted angrily.

"What are you doing!?" Of course, I let you suck out the poison. I sealed your meridians, but it could only be sealed for a short period of time. That pill can only cure the remaining poison in your body. If I don't let you suck it out, you will die. How can a man be so silly? "

"You!"

In order to save her, Mo Jingtian didn't have to think too much about it. He stuck his mouth out and kissed her, sucking in a mouthful of the poisonous blood and spitting it out.

"Alright, your life is safe now. "Let's go take a look at those people and arrange for people from the government to come and capture them." After saying that, Mo Jingtian turned to look, but was surprised. Unknowingly, the group of people had already bled from their mouths and died suddenly.