The carriage walked slowly, Mo Yizhi closed his eyes and slept, thinking about trivial matters.

But shortly after walking, the carriage suddenly shook. Mo Yiyi held the wall of the carriage with his hand and noticed that the carriage had stopped.

"What's the matter?"

"Sir, someone in front of him shocked the horse."

Mo Yizhi has never liked to meddle in other people's business: "Take a detour."

"Here."

Just as the carriage was about to turn, I heard noises coming from the street, accompanied by sounds: "Help."

Mo Yizhi lifted the curtain and looked at it. The carriages pulled by two tall horses were rushing towards this side. The coachman had been thrown off the carriage.

The frightened horses rushed around the street, and the fruits and vegetables on the stalls on both sides were scattered all over the ground, and the pedestrians were panicked. The curtains of the car flashed, but they saw that there seemed to be two women sitting inside.

Mo Yizhi sighed helplessly and jumped out of the carriage. His body was as fast as an arrow, heading towards the frightened carriage.

The people who were hiding from the onlookers on both sides saw a golden red figure coming quickly.

Everything is just a blink of an eye.

Mo Yizhi's palms formed a fist, and with a dull "bang", it hit a horse's neck, and then he turned over and tightened the reins.

The horse was hit and staggered immediately, and the speed of another horse slowed down.

But strangely, the horse did not stop because of Mo Yizhi's movements, but instead neighed and struggled even harder.

Mo Yizhi frowned, and the sun shook, and suddenly he saw a needle as thin as cow's hair beside both horses.

She knew it clearly, let go of the reins, two cold lights flashed, and she jumped to the front of the horse with her scimitar in her hand.

Then he immediately raised his hands and fell with his knife at the same time, and blood immediately sprayed...

Two tall horses, in the blink of an eye, were already separated by their bodies and heads...

Under inertial movement, the two headless horses ran forward a few more steps before falling to the ground.

The carriage tilted slowly and steadily.

All the onlookers exclaimed...

"Oh my God, he cut off the horse's neck with one hand. What a great deal of strength."

"Look at him wearing military officer uniforms, I don't know which official he is."

"You don't know this, this is the official uniform of the Ministry of War."

"It seems like you know you, do you know which official he is?"

"No...this isn't this...this isn't it."

"cut!"

Officials and the people were talking about it.

Mo Yizhi looked calm and whispered to the carriage: "I don't know if the lady is safe."

The carriage was silent for a moment, then a woman stretched out her wrist and lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. Then she turned around and helped the woman in the carriage.

"Miss, slow down."

Another woman's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The slender white wrists are as white as the moon, the drooping bun is slightly loose, and the white face is a little red, perhaps because of the frightened, the cheeks are slightly red, and the watery eyes are slightly lowered,

A scarlet and wide-sleeved dark-sleeved dress is expected to be luxurious.

The two women were shocked when they saw the horses with blood separated from their bodies and heads, and took two steps slightly: "Thank you for helping me, I am very grateful."

Mo Yizhi nodded lightly: "It's just a matter of raising his hands."

Others thought, few people could lift this little effort...

Dadada and the others rode on horseback in the distance, turned up and dismounted. Seeing this scene, they said in surprise: "Isn't this Lord Mo? Miss Yuru? Are you?"

Mo Yizhi bowed his fists and thought to himself that the capital was really small: "I have met the Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince."
Chapter completed!