494 When the City Is Full of Beacon Fire

It's not that Mo Wen can't tolerate people who sing against him, otherwise, people like Chengguan Guoshi wouldn't live to this day. Mo Wen wants these people to live, he wants these people to see that he has transcended the cycle of life and death, and is the only one who plays with the whole world in the palm of his hand.

Chengming is still an obedient person, but in Mo Wen's eyes, he must die, because Mo Wen has to give an explanation to Jingshi and Bodhi Temple. Once the injury is healed, it is impossible to recover martial arts. It is like a useless person. It is better to just give up and send another person to Suzaku because of his great efforts to heal this person. After three years, there is nothing to be raised by himself. Be obedient The dog bit him hard, which made Mo Wen even more annoyed, which showed that he was incompetent.

"Come on," Mo Wen said after standing on the porch and watching Feixue for a while.

The attendant monks waiting in the courtyard hurriedly walked into the corridor.

"Go to the southern and northern cities of Chiyang to send an order," Mo asked, "If soldiers from the northern and southern battalions outside the city reach the city, no matter what tokens they hold in their hands, they are not allowed to enter the city."

The attendant monk answered yes and hurried out of the courtyard.

Standing in the alley not far from the White Horse Temple, Jing Mo waved at his subordinates wearing the uniform of the Suzaku Imperial Guards, and said, "I see."

The guard took off his military uniform, threw it into the deep alley, and whispered to Jing Mo, "Master, are the monks and soldiers from the White Horse Temple going to arrest His Highness Fourth and Concubine Jiang?"

Jing Mo leaned against the brick wall, looked sideways at the street at the entrance of the alley, and said, "We'll find out in a while."

Not long after, a monk ran across the alley on horseback.

Jing Mo ran to the entrance of the alley, looked at the direction the monk was galloping on, and asked the guard behind him, "How is your arrow technique?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. He is a master of swords, and he is really not so good at bows and arrows.

Seeing the guard shaking his head, Jing Mo stopped talking, took off the bow and crossbow from his waist, put the crossbow and arrow on it very deftly, and shot an arrow at the monk who was galloping towards the imperial palace.

The monk heard the wrong wind behind him, so he turned sideways to avoid it.

Jing Mo fired two more arrows in succession, and the last crossbow arrow scratched the monk's shoulder.

The guard drew his sword and went to meet the monk.

"No need." Jing Mo put down his crossbow and whispered, "He is the monk serving Mo Wen, and you are not his opponent."

The attendant monk who was ordered to pass the order to the imperial palace turned his horse's head and saw Jing Mo standing at the entrance of the alley.

Jing Mo looked at the monk attendant and said, "Master is in such a hurry, where are you going?"

The attendant monk said angrily, "You want to kill me?"

Jing Mo said, "I want to kill you."

The attendant monk galloped towards Jing Mo.

Jing Mo half-raised his hand to stop the guard who wanted to protect him, and watched the monk come up to him on horseback.

The guard shouted anxiously: "Master, be careful!"

The attendant monk came to Jing Mo, and he calmed down. The one in front of him was Zhu Ri's eldest prince, and he couldn't touch His Royal Highness without the presiding officer's order.

Jing Mo chuckled softly, "Master looks at me like that, do you have something to tell me?"

At this moment, the servant monk felt a numbness on the part of his shoulder where the crossbow arrow scratched. The servant monk was shocked and looked down at his wound, and saw that the wound had turned dark black.

Jing Mo put down the hand that was blocking the guard.

"You!" The monk attendant raised his hand to tap the acupuncture point to seal the poison, while looking at Jing Mo, he said angrily, "You actually..."

"So despicable?" Jing Mo finished what he wanted to say for the monk attendant.

The guard jumped up, and without giving the monk any time to tap the acupuncture point to seal the poison, he stabbed the monk's heart with his sword.

The attendant monk moved a little slower and protected the vital acupoint of the heart, but was knocked off the horse by the guard's backhand sword.

Jing Mo took a step forward and stepped on the monk's throat.

The attendant monk is now poisoned to the dantian, and he can't lift his true energy.

The guard didn't let Jing Mo's feet be stained with blood, and stabbed down with a sword, breaking the monk's heart.

Jing Mo led the guards, dragged the monk's corpse, and led the horse, back into the alley.

The guard tied the horse to a road stone in the alley, ran to the entrance of the alley, and covered the blood with snow.

After the guards covered up the blood, and stood in the alley with Jing Mo for about half a stick of incense, a large number of monks and soldiers ran past the alley.

The guard said excitedly: "They really went."

Jing Mo smiled, but didn't speak. Li Luomo asked that he must be arrested. If this person is alive, how will Concubine Long's son secure the Suzaku throne?

The guards waited until the brigade of monks ran over, and then asked Jing Mo, "Master, shall we go back to the post house and wait for news?"

Jing Mo hung the bow and crossbow on his waist again, and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, let me see when the city is full of beacon fire, don't ask which place I will take care of."

The guard nodded.

Jing Mo turned his head to look in the alley, and saw that the body of the attendant monk had been covered with a thin layer of snow.

At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao was standing on the street of Chiyang City with the Dadangjia gang, looking around in four directions.

The head said: "Princess, where are we going?"

A soldier guarding the street came up to these people and asked, "Who are you?"

The head of the family took a look at this man and said, "Can't people stand on this street?"

The soldier was a centurion, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and his group, and said, "The market is closed, what are you still doing standing on the street?"

The head of the family said: "You close your market, and we don't do business. Your monarch ordered that no one is allowed to stand on the street?"

The centurion said, "Where are you from?"

The big boss said awkwardly: "Can you control it?"

Just looking at the appearance of Yu Xiaoxiao and his group, it is hard to believe that they are masters. The centurion became angry when he heard what the big boss said. He drew his waist knife and drank: "Presumptuous!" From the perspective of the husband, most of these people are merchants from which country, and they are not the kind of people who do big business.

At this moment, the brothers under the centurion surrounded Yu Xiaoxiao and his group.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the knife in the centurion's hand and said, "What's the matter? Are you trying to do something?"

The centurion said: "Report your name!"

The head of the family whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao: "The son-in-law hasn't brought troops into the city yet? Let's do it first?"

Yu Xiaoxiao heard what the head said, and said to the centurion: "I don't want to fight right now, you guys go away quickly."

For Her Royal Highness, this is already a very tactful word to make people go away, but in the ears of the centurion, this person is provoking trouble.

"Presumptuous!" Madam Bai yelled, swiping her knife and slashing at Yu Xiaoxiao.

The big boss stood on the side and pinched his nose. He had never seen such a deadly person.

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