Mo Wen followed the convoy into the main courtyard of Qingcheng Center from the corner gate, but what happened next gave him a headache. Although Qingcheng was not big, it was still too vast to find someone, and he had to avoid Qingcheng.

It is even more difficult for a member of the Chengliu family. Thanks to the restrained aura of the Spirit Sword Master in him, he is able to avoid the Qingcheng Spirit Sword Master's induction.

Mo Wen paused every step and carefully explored several courtyards, but found nothing. He couldn't help but feel anxious. Is he really going to kill everyone here to snatch Fang Rou out? This is undoubtedly the lowest strategy.

It cannot be used as a last resort.

Seeing another group of maids carrying fruits and pastries approaching, Mo Wen dodged and hid behind the rockery nearby. However, when the group of maids passed by the rockery, a maid suddenly placed her tray on an ornamental stone and went to

Running from behind the rockery.

Mo Wen was shocked and almost thought he had been exposed, but he felt relieved when he saw the maid's actions. He saw the maid, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, ran to a rockery and began to take off her clothes.

, only a curve away from Mo Wen's hiding place. Mo Wen couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and he moved quietly behind the maid. Before she could take off her pants, he covered the maid's breasts from behind.

Mouth.

The maid froze, and then struggled desperately, but Mo Wen's body was so strong that an ordinary middle-grade spiritual sword might not be able to break a bit of skin. He easily suppressed the maid's struggle, and then turned around and pinned her to the rockery.

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Staring into the maid's frightened eyes, Mo Wenhan said: "I let you go, don't shout, otherwise you will know the consequences."

The maid blinked her eyes in horror to indicate that she understood, and Mo Wen slowly removed the hand covering her lips. The maid was indeed smart and did not shout loudly, but she was still trembling all over.

Mo Wen glanced at her and asked softly: "Where is the girl that your Young Master Qingcheng kidnapped from Feishi City now?"

There was a hint of confusion and disbelief in the maid's eyes.

"That's the girl getting married tonight." Mo Wen added in a deep voice.

Only then did the maid react and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, in Qunfang Building."

"Where is Qunfang Building?"

"In Pinxiang Garden, go left after leaving this courtyard, and then pass through three courtyards. There is an attic inside." The maid didn't know if she was overly frightened, but she spoke very fluently.

Mo Wen nodded: "You answered very well, I won't embarrass you."

He looked up and around, and saw a pool of water in the rockery group. He looked at the maid again and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry."

Then, before the maid could react, she grabbed the other person and threw her into the pool. The maid screamed in fright in mid-air, but it soon stopped abruptly. Mo Wen introduced a subtle sword energy into her body, knocking her away.

He passed out from the shock.

Then there was the sound of falling water. The maids waiting outside heard the noise and immediately ran over to investigate. When they saw the maid who fell into the water, they immediately shouted for help. At this time, Mo Wen had already left the courtyard and asked the maid to drink incense.

Touch the garden.

The maid did not lie to him. Sure enough, after passing through three courtyards, a garden appeared in front of him. The words "Pinxiang Garden" were inscribed above the garden gate. There were guards standing guard at the gate of the garden. Don't worry about it.

The guards sneaked into Pinxiang Garden in a remote place.

Soon a two-story attic appeared in Mo Wen's sight. Eight fourth-order spirit sword masters and four fifth-order spirit sword masters were arranged in groups of three on all four sides of the pavilion. The defense was extremely tight. Mo Wen knew that the target he was looking for was very close.

Maybe it's in the attic.

After wandering around the attic for a while, Mo Wen had to give up his plan to sneak in quietly. The twelve spirit sword masters guarded him too tightly and did not give anyone any chance. If he wanted to enter, he would have to face at least one fifth-level spirit sword master.

A head-on conflict with two fourth-level spirit sword masters.

With a slight sigh, Mo Wen stepped out of his hiding place and rushed towards the three spirit sword masters directly behind the pavilion like ghosts. The three spirit sword masters immediately spotted Mo Wen's figure, but the discovery was just a matter of time.

, whether it can respond effectively is another matter.

Qingyun Step, this peerless escape technique obtained from the original owner of the Bingyun Sword, can escape the pursuit and interception of more than a dozen "Sword Immortals" who can fly in the air. Even if Mo Wen only mastered the superficial knowledge, it is not a small ordinary thing.

The three spirit sword masters could only react. The three spirit sword masters only had time to press their hands on the hilts of their swords. Mo Wen had already approached them. His fingers touched the throats of the three of them one by one, and spit out three puffs with a hint of water vapor.

The sword spirit.

The pupils of the three famous spirit sword masters suddenly dilated, and they covered their throats in an attempt to plug the leaks, but everything was in vain. After the three sword energy, as gentle as water, entered their bodies, they wildly released violent energy, destroying them.

The body structure and the sword energy in the body. After only four or five breaths, the three people fell to the ground with no life left. Mo Wen stepped forward in time to drag the three people's bodies, gently leaning on the foundation pillar of the pavilion, and letting them hang down.

His head just covered the wound in his throat.

Looking at the three corpses he had prepared by himself, Mo Wen sighed in his heart. Nowadays, he takes human life less and less seriously. If it were placed on him who was still in the Sword Making Villa a year ago, he would kill someone.

I probably wouldn't dare to think about it, but now, it all happens so naturally.

He raised his head and glanced at the closed window on the second floor. Mo asked where his feet were, and his body gently floated upward two feet. Then he grabbed the edge of the window with his hands. He did not break in immediately, but leaned on it and listened. His soul

Fang Rou's breath is not the only thing in my sleep.

"Stinky girl, do you still think you are the daughter of the Marquis? Let me tell you, coming to our Qingcheng is nothing like the Lord Marquis! Put on your wedding clothes obediently, and wait until tonight to worship our Young City Master!"

This was the voice of an old woman. Mo Wen frowned slightly, and then heard a rustling sound, as if several people were pulling and pushing.

"Ah!" A shrill scream suddenly came from behind the window. Mo Wen was so frightened that he almost dropped his hand and fell. The owner of that voice was none other than the old woman.

"You bitch, how dare you bite me! How dare you rebel? Today I will teach you the three obediences and four virtues! You two, hold her down!"

Then a muffled groan that seemed extremely painful came out. Hearing this sound, Mo Wen couldn't hold it in any longer, opened the window, turned over and jumped in. What he saw next made his veins burst out!

On a chair in the room, Fang Rou was pinned down by four maids. An old woman in front of her held a slender hairpin and kept pricking Fang Rou's arm. Fang Rou's face turned pale in pain and she bit her tightly.

He held his lower lip and endured it.

"Old thing!" Mo Wen was already furious. He had no idea of ​​respecting the old and caring for the young. He just wanted to chop the vicious old woman with a sword, then stepped forward and kicked her to the ground.

Before the four maids could react, they looked at Mo Wen, who suddenly appeared in front of them, a little stupidly. Mo Wen raised his scabbard and knocked the four maids unconscious like lightning.

Fang Rou saw the shock on Mo Wen's face at first, and then it was replaced by surprise. All the grievances she suffered were vented, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Stop talking, I'll take you away." Mo Wen softly stopped Fang Rou from venting her emotions. Fang Rou nodded, not daring to speak, let alone cry.

Mo Wen sighed softly and squatted down with Fang Rou on his back. Fang Rou blushed and leaned forward a little nervously. Then Mo Wen tore off a piece of clothes, went around Fang Rou behind and tied a knot in front of her chest, and tied it

After fixing it on my back, I walked to the window and prepared to leave.

But then a pig-like wail suddenly came from the side. It turned out that the old woman woke up leisurely and shouted loudly when she saw this scene.

"It's murder! Someone kidnapped the bride!"

"This old dog!" Mo Wen's face changed and was replaced by anger. At the same time, he secretly blamed himself for being too clear. He didn't expect that the old woman was so strong. This time, he was merciless and just popped out.

A ray of sword energy shot into the old woman's ugly mouth, and half of her head was shattered by the sword energy.

After killing the old woman, Mo Wen dodged and jumped out of the pavilion. The other nine spirit sword masters downstairs were already waiting in formation, and nine sword energies were slashing at Mo Wen who was still in mid-air.

"Get out!" Mo Wen pulled out the high-grade spiritual sword embryo from his back and swept it across with his sword. It was the cloud steaming mist in the Great Cloud Rain Sword Technique. Dozens of sword shadows were bundled into one direction by Mo Wen, and greeted him.

The sword energy of the nine swords shattered the nine swords to pieces like a piece of wood, and the nine spirit sword masters did not escape. They were caught in the residual force of dozens of sword shadows, and fell to the distance one by one, dripping with blood.

Seeing the miserable state of the eight spirit sword masters, Mo Wen was slightly shocked. The power of the Great Cloud Rain Sword Technique was a bit beyond his expectation. The nine mid-level spirit sword masters could not resist even one sword. But soon, another wave of force hit his chest.

Filled with heroic spirit and possessing this sword technique, is there anywhere in the world that I can't go to?

Without stopping, Mo Wen rushed out with Fang Rou on his back. At this time, his whereabouts had been exposed, and there was no need for him to cover up. He just rushed all the way. Under the exertion of Qingyun Bu, ordinary swordsmen and fourth- and fifth-level spiritual swords

The teacher couldn't keep up with Mo Wen's movements at all, so he just yelled at Mo Wen's back in vain...

In a living room deep in the main courtyard of Qingcheng, the ancestor of the Liu family is sitting at the bottom. Behind him, Liu Yixing, the current head of the Liu family, and several core family members can only stand respectfully to the side without even having a seat. Sitting at the top is

An old man with white beard and hair looks like an ordinary old man, but when he sits there, the whole person seems to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, and he cannot feel the breath of existence. Next to the old man sits a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a strong body.

The spirit sword master’s aura actually reaches the ninth level!

"Elder Huo, are you used to living in a small town these days?" the Liu family ancestor asked with a hint of flattery.

The old man, whose aura was as deep as the abyss, nodded slightly: "Fortunately, your city's reception was very considerate, but it was me and my master and disciple who disturbed me."

"What did Elder Huo say? We in Qingcheng are originally a branch of your sect, and it is Qingcheng's duty to receive the disciples of the sect." The ancestor of the Liu family laughed, then turned his eyes and asked strangely: "Today
Chapter completed!