C47 Lie in the middle of the night four people meet

After herdsman left, the person in the lead said: "Second brother, make the arrangements, you should go personally, keep an eye on the people who call themselves Gui Hou, and see what they are up to!"

"Big brother, what about us? When should we make our move? " the younger brother asked.

"There's no rush. The princess is walking together with them, so it's not easy to make a move. Tomorrow, the herdsman will be together with us.

It will not be too late to find another good opportunity to strike, and the Ziwei Three is also here, but he did not know that the herdsman has not entered the martial arts world very deeply yet. " Just as the three of them were discussing among themselves, they heard knocking on the door. The third brother walked out and looked through the crack in the door. He opened it and asked, "What is it?" Come in and talk! "

The person walked into the house, closed the door, and bowed. He said, "Reporting to the three leaders, that pedestrian is packing his luggage. It seems that they are about to make a move."

The three of them were shocked, the leader quickly made arrangements, ordering the man he called second and third brother to wake his subordinates and immediately move, everyone was ready, the second leader looked worriedly at his elder brother and asked: "Big brother, that herdsman?"

"Don't worry, third brother. Look, aren't they coming?"

In truth, herdsman did not go far, he just sat cross-legged in the pavilion not far from them, seemingly cultivating his poison arts, he naturally sensed the movements here, before he even arrived, the poisonous snakes had already arrived. Not long after, they were all at their sides, all of them dodging far away, while herdsman Liu Yanqiu floated down from the rooftop and landed beside them.

"Let's go!" Only then did everyone quietly follow behind another group of people, not too far away.

About fifty li outside the city, a great road passed through a forest. Under the moonlight, it seemed especially quiet. When the other group of people arrived at this place, they flew up onto the trees one after another, hiding their figures in the dense leaves, waiting in ambush here. This was the place where Mo Jingtian and the rest were required to go from here.

As for herdsman, Liu Yanqiu and her group, they stopped not far away. They did not dare enter the forest, as they were afraid that it would alarm them.

After an entire night, An Ping woke up. He saw Mo Jingtian sitting on the bench, sleeping with one of his back against the table, one hand still tightly holding onto the cold sword. Outside the room, he heard someone knocking on his door, waking him up. Seeing that he had woken up, An Ping turned his body in a hurry and pretended to be asleep. Then, Mo Jingtian went to open the door and Cheng Runyue walked in. Mo Jingtian naturally knew that the sun had already risen and that it was time to head south. He walked to An Ping's bedside and used one hand to caress his quilt to gently shake it. At the same time, he said: "Wake up, wake up, it's time for us to go!"

An Ping who was on the bed grabbed onto the blanket and buried his head inside it. Under the blanket, he shouted: "You, get out!"

Mo Jingtian was puzzled as he smiled lightly behind him. He tugged on his sleeves and said softly: "Young Hero Mo, let's go out. Although Mo Jingtian was suspicious, he still followed her out.

On the bed, when An Ping saw that there were no longer any movements in the room, he jumped up from the bed and patted his chest as he let out a sigh of relief.

After Mo Jingtian walked out of his room, he shook his head and stopped thinking about what just happened. He only thought that there were some things that Young Master Guan did not want to be disturbed by others. He got up and went to Yang Jing's room, but saw that Yang Jing was still sleeping, and anxiously woke him up. Yang Jing

Only now did he wake up.

The four of them washed up and ate. Needless to say, they packed their bags before leading their horses out of the city. Not long after the four of them left the city, the Ziwei Three followed behind them as they naturally needed to head south as well.

On the official road, Mo Jingtian and the other three galloped on their horses, and before long, they arrived at the dense forest. The four of them wanted to hit their horses, but suddenly, from the tall trees in the forest, twenty or so people flew down, all of them wielding sharp blades.

These people all had black scarves covering their faces, their eyes revealed a vicious light as they stared at Mo Jingtian and the other two.

"Who are you?!" Cheng Runyue shouted angrily.

The leader of the group stepped forward and answered, "We only wish for one thing. Hand it over and we'll let you through, and this thing is in his hands!" He extended a finger and pointed at Mo Jingtian.

Mo Jingtian was shocked, he thought to himself: "Could it be, that they are here to snatch my cold sword?"

Mo Jingtian flew down from the horse, held the sword horizontally, and said: "If you all want to snatch my cold sword, then come and snatch it, let's see if you all have the ability to!"

The man in the lead smiled and said, "We do not want your sword. We only want to read a book and return it to Young Hero. Would Young Hero agree?"

Mo Jingtian became even more suspicious, "A book? What book? I don't have it on me!" He frowned, wary.

Cheng Runyue and the other two also jumped down from their horses and stood behind Mo Jingtian.

"Could it be that 'The Sword Casting Meridian' is not with him, but it isn't. Where can it be? "Forget it, we'll just capture him first, then search him again." The leader of the group thought for a while, then stopped hesitating. With just a glance, the group pounced on Mo Jingtian with a curved blade in their hands, Mo Jingtian and the rest used their swords to fight the group of thieves.

Not long after, the group of thieves separated Mo Jingtian's group of four, Yue Mei ordered Cheng Runyue to help out, the short sword in her hand dancing up and down, her figure was extremely beautiful, every movement she made, was filled with the gentle beauty of a female, although not extremely sharp, every sword strike was perfect, the right time to block, the group of thieves would parry her attacks whenever they had a flaw, and whenever they had a chance, she would stab forward without hesitation, like a fairy under the moon dancing. An Ping seemed to have some power as well. With the White Lotus Sword in his hand, he faced the four people attacking him, but did not panic at all.

Mo Jingtian was holding onto the cold sword in his hand, protecting Yang Jing behind him, he had grabbed onto Yang Jing's wrist, he was facing off against ten people, but the cold sword in his hand continued to emit waves after waves of cold Qi, and continued to corrode his body, he anxiously used the Four Seas Yuan Yang Technique, and forcefully suppressed them, the ten people were holding onto the scimitar, they attacked forward, and with a "ding", the sound of metal clanging sounded, the bandit's blade was broken, it was a good Frost Sword, the bandit looked at his broken blade in shock. Mo Jingtian looked at it and smiled, only then did he realize how extraordinary the cold sword was, it was known as the number one treasure in Martial Arts Lin, but in this world, it was like that, with number one, there would be endless trouble.

The rest of the thieves looked at the leader, but how could the leader be satisfied, he pulled out the ghost head scimitar from his waist and attacked Mo Jingtian, only saying one word, "Kill!" Mo Jingtian could only defend, the group of thieves knew that the cold sword was powerful, so they changed their direction to attack Yang Jing, causing Mo Jingtian to have no choice but to hold onto his sword to save them. Until now, they had already retracted their swords and attacked Mo Jingtian, who was the successor of the Three Sword Immortal, so how could they let the group of thieves succeed, but that group of thief leaders were not ordinary people, Mo Jingtian immediately felt the pressure and had no choice but to take care of it.