Nan Heng strode towards the outside of the cabin, but the bearded man was still sitting upright, without even moving his head.
This look is somewhat similar to Mo Chuhan when he was poisoned, but there are differences.
Mo Chuhan was infected by the puppet Gu. Although he was unconscious, he was able to move. However, the man in front of him seemed not only unconscious, but also seemed to have a stiff body.
At this moment, they wanted to observe Nan Heng's movements, so they could only ignore the bearded man for the time being.
The boat soon joined the painting boat, and Nan Heng ordered the people to lower the ladder to greet the Imperial Master.
Unexpectedly, the Imperial Master did not come up from the ladder, but lightly jumped and landed directly in front of Nan Heng.
Nan Heng smiled so flatteringly.
"I have been waiting here for a long time, Your Majesty the Imperial Master. Please come in."
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye looked at the Imperial Master carefully on the top of the cabin.
She was indeed a woman, she looked to be about forty years old, and her clothes were no different from those of Dashun people. Her face, which had some traces of time, still had charm.
He Zhiran asked softly: "Do you know this national master?"
Mo Jiuye's black eyes were full of murderous intent: "Of course you will never forget it even after you die."
He Zhiran could see from Mo Jiuye's expression how much he hated the person in front of him.
However, now is not the time to ask about these reasons.
In order to prevent their whereabouts from being exposed, the two of them made a tacit agreement to hold their breath and continue to stare down.
Nan Heng respectfully led the imperial master into the cabin and made an inviting gesture toward the head.
The Imperial Master sat up naturally, leaning on his forehead with one hand, looking a little lazy.
"My master has already said that the Mohists are too hard-hearted and difficult to control, but you just don't listen."
Hearing the words "Mo family", He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye's hearts tightened at the same time.
Mo Jiuye instinctively looked towards the bearded man.
In order to see it more clearly, he moved his position slightly and looked at it from another angle.
Seeing that it didn't matter, he actually took a breath of air. If he didn't still have sense, he would have jumped down to save people right now.
He Zhiran felt the change in his mood, and he also had a vague suspicion in his heart.
In order to prevent Mo Jiuye from acting impulsively, she took the initiative to hold his hand.
The moment he held his hand, He Zhiran could clearly feel that his palm was soaked with sweat.
Mo Jiuye said softly: "That person is the third brother."
He Zhiran had just thought of this possibility and did not show much shock.
Like Mo Jiuye, she had countless question marks in her mind.
However, both of them knew that this was not the time to look for answers to these questions and continued to check what was going on below.
Nan Heng laughed twice, and then glanced at Mo Yunfeng, who was sitting there like a dead man.
"Master Imperial Master, you know that the force I finally established in the Salt Gang was wiped out by Mo Yunfeng and his men.
You can see how much effort I have put in over the past two years to restore Yan Gang to its original state.
Nowadays, the Salt Gang is lacking a gang leader who is both obedient and strong in martial arts. I think Mo Yunfeng is the most suitable candidate for this job.
How he defeated my king's Salt Gang in the beginning, how he will help me develop and expand the Salt Gang in the future.
Once the Salt Gang is unlucky enough to be caught again, the crime will also be attributed to the Mo family."
The Imperial Master glanced at Mo Yunfeng coldly, and then said in a cold voice: "My Imperial Master did not capture Mo Yunfeng alive to avenge you."
Nan Heng smiled flatteringly: "Of course I know the intention of the Imperial Master, but don't you think it would be more useful to leave Mo Yunfeng here?"
The national master lowered his eyes: "His willpower is too strong. I will take action one last time. If it still doesn't work, you will hand him over to the national master to take him away."
While he was talking, the Imperial Master had already taken out a small porcelain vase from his arms.
Just when she was about to uncork the bottle, two arrows were shot at her from the roof at the same time.
The Imperial Master reacted quickly and nimbly dodged over. At the same time, he quickly put the small porcelain bottle into his arms.
Nan Heng shouted: "Here comes an assassin."
The hatch was quickly pushed open from the outside, and a group of guards with knives rushed in. Even those members of the Salt Gang who were still drinking and punching followed.
Nan Heng pointed to the direction above his head: "The assassin is up there. Search him. No one will be left alive."
The Imperial Master also drew his soft sword from his waist and jumped toward the top of the cabin.
Seeing that the momentum was not right, He Zhiran pulled Mo Jiuye and dodged into the space after shooting the arrow.
She knew in her heart that there was going to be a tough battle tonight.
There is even a sense that either you die or I die.
Of course, He Zhiran's thinking like this is just an encouragement for their next action.
Guarding such a heaven-defying space, the person who dies must be the other party.
The two of them changed into night clothes in the space, covered their faces with face towels, and suffered for almost ten minutes. They felt that those people could not find anything on the roof of the cabin and would definitely search elsewhere.
Therefore, He Zhiran planned to go out to observe first, and if the danger did not recede, she would come back.
Anyway, it's just a matter of thought. Even if it is discovered by those people, it can only be regarded as a dazzle.
Thinking that Mo Jiuye might not let her take risks alone, He Zhiran had no intention of informing him when she left the space.
Sure enough, the moment Mo Jiuye saw her suddenly disappearing in front of him, he felt nervous.
However, at this moment, he was so powerless that he couldn't do anything.
Just when Mo Jiuye was spinning around anxiously, He Zhiran's figure appeared in front of him.
"Those people have already started searching down there, let's go out now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two people appeared on the top of the cabin.
Sure enough, as He Zhiran said, the guards were all holding torches and searching below.
Looking inside the cabin, Mo Yunfeng was still sitting there without making any movement. There were two guards guarding the door.
The two looked at each other, jumped down from the cabin, raised their swords and took care of the guards guarding them.
Arriving in front of Mo Yunfeng, Mo Jiuye called softly twice, but Mo Yunfeng didn't react at all.
He Zhiran waved his hand and sent the person directly into the space.
Judging from Mo Yunfeng's condition, he should be the same as Mo Chuhan, having been infected by the puppet Gu.
He will not remember anything that happened at this moment, as long as he sends the person out of the space before he wakes up.
Seeing that He Zhiran successfully sent the third brother into space, Mo Jiuye pulled her out of the cabin.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the cabin, I happened to meet the Imperial Guard head-on.
The Imperial Master shouted: "The assassin is here." After saying that, he raised the software and slashed at the two of them.
Mo Jiuye held He Zhiran's waist, and while protecting him behind him, he raised the Swiss Army knife in his hand to block the attack of the national master.
The two soon started fighting together.
At the same time, the guards who were called by the Imperial Master also joined in.
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye once again worked together in tacit understanding to face the enemy back to back.
The Imperial Master only exchanged a few moves with Mo Jiuye and knew that he was no match for him.
Moreover, after watching his companion take out a bag of powder and scatter it, the guards fell in large pieces.