The night is like ink, and the darkness is biting.
However, the lights in the General's Mansion were brightly lit, as if there was never night and day.
In the bedroom, Mo Jiuyou hugged his wife Xiao He and talked to her about personal matters.
"Xiao He, the current situation is turbulent recently, I plan to let you and Xiao Yue'er return to the sect with A Yuan first." Mo Jiuyou said softly.
Mo Jiuyou has had this idea since he met Hong Yuan in the morning and after Hong Yuan showed his unparalleled qualifications.
He is not only the leading general on the outside, but also a true disciple of the Fengxi Sect, and he also has some experience in the matter of luck.
Although there is no means of detecting luck, Mo Jiuyou is extremely sure that Hong Yuan has great luck, and this luck is still vigorously dispersing and is about to take off!
"A Yuan?" Xiao He raised his head and stared at his man, "Youlang, what did you notice?"
"Well, I'm afraid the storm will come sooner than I expected." Mo Jiuyou replied.
"But if I leave, your safety will not be guaranteed." Xiao He frowned slightly. She is a third-level doctor in the medicine refining hall and Mo Jiuyou's solid backing.
"..."
After a heated discussion between the two, Xiao He finally convinced Mo Jiuyou to stay with Mo Jiuyou and take care of him.
But their daughter, they decided to entrust Hong Yuan to help bring her back to the sect and let the old man Lin Daoyan take care of her for a while.
The reason why they coaxed Xiao Yue'er was also very simple, that is, to let Xiao Yue'er help her parents and help them say hello to the old man Lin Daoyan and win his favor.
Xiao Yue'er is full of fighting spirit and promises to complete the tasks assigned by her parents.
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Thousands of miles away from Pengcheng, there is the endlessly flowing Shuiyu River.
A long boat floats on the river, and inside the boat there are dozens of Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes communicating.
They are the true disciples and practicing disciples of Qinglu Taoist Temple.
Everyone's cultivation level starts as a second-level warrior, and among them, the one with the highest cultivation level is the true disciple Li Zixing.
Li Zixing, a swordsman from the Li family, a fourth-level peak martial artist, is one of the seven swordsmen of the contemporary Royal Sword!
Half of his arrival was because Zhang Baicun gave up the idea of taking all the credit from Pengcheng, and the other half was because Li Ziran was his half-brother, and he was here to handle everything.
At this moment, although Li Zixing was sitting on the deputy seat, all the disciples in the field were dominated by Li Zixing, ignoring Zhang Baicun who was sitting on the main seat.
"Senior Brother Li, do we need to check out the location in advance?" the white-haired cultivator disciple asked, and other people came to pay attention.
Li Zixing brought up the hot wine and drank it happily, looking very cool.
He was not in a hurry to answer, but looked around like a lion king. The other disciples of Qinglu Taoist Temple avoided his sharp gaze.
Even Zhang Baicun had to avoid Li Zixing's edge when competing against each other.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that Li Zixing and Li Ziran would have such a relationship. You know, Li Zixing is the king's sword master~" Zhang Baicun whined in his heart, feeling slightly troubled.
The leadership in the group was easily taken away by Li Zixing.
Li Zixing was born out of an illegitimate child and lost his mother when he was young. In the past, he had an unexpected encounter, devoted himself to hard training, and quietly reached the level of a third-level elementary warrior.
Then he came out of seclusion and became a blockbuster. He defeated the younger generation of the Li family and was unstoppable. Later, he was recognized by Wang Quanjian and forced his biological father to admit his mother's existence, so that his mother was included in the list.
"Step in? No need." Li Zixing said softly, but suddenly his tone became high-spirited, "Then Mo Jiuyou is just a mediocre person who only waits for the opportunity to come. Under the Huanghuang trend, he is ultimately trying to overestimate his capabilities!
"
The disciples were deeply convinced and said nothing more.
Everything is waiting for the dust of the battle at the top of the Taoist temple to settle. Only then will there be room for disciples like them to move around.
It was just a matter of keeping Mo Jiuyou alive for a few days.
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Seeing Hong Yuan's arrival, Mo Jiuyou told Hong Yuan that he wanted Hong Yuan to help take away Xiao Yue'er.
"A Yuan, the storm is coming recently, and the war between Nanyang Mansion and Qingyang Mansion is expected to become a bloody meat grinding ground. I want you to take Xiao Yue'er back to the sect." Mo Jiuyou said with a serious face.
If possible, he would also like to let Xiao Yue'er leave in half a year on the Fengxi Sect's exclusive flying boat Fengwu, which would be safer.
But with his extremely keen sense of war, after Hong Yuan was about to leave, he smelled a strong smell of war.
The battle between the sect and Qinglu Taoist Temple is bound to be a shocking and bloody battle!
"Ha?!" Hong Yuan was slightly startled. He didn't expect that his senior brother would ask him for such a thing.
After a second thought, Hong Yuan immediately agreed, "Senior brother, don't worry, I will protect Xiao Yue'er."
There were two reasons why he agreed. One was that he simply could not refuse his senior brother's request, and the other was because he also liked Xiao Yue'er, a lively and cute little baby.
"Don't be so nervous. I will send Mo Shan to leave with you until we return to the sect."
Mo Jiuyou smiled and said, of course he couldn't leave everything to Hong Yuan, he just wanted to use Hong Yuan's luck to protect Xiao Yue'er.
"Oh? Mo Shan..." Hong Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt a little happy. This is a fourth-level bodyguard warrior, so the return trip will be safer.
"Well, it's Mo Shan. He was cultivated by me and he can be trusted." Mo Jiuyou nodded lightly.
Later, Mo Jiuyou told Hong Yuan the rhetoric they used to coax Xiao Yue'er, and Hong Yuan said that he understood and knew how to do it.
After initially handling Xiao Yue'er's matter, Mo Jiuyou took out a giant storage bag from the inner bag.
"A Yuan, there are about 20 million yuan stones in the giant storage bag. In addition to the yuan stones, there are also a number of talisman formations and medicinal powder pills. You can use them as you see. Of course, you can also use this yuan.
Shi Buying. I only have one request, that is, don’t wrong Xiao Yue’er.”
Mo Jiuyou pushed the large storage bag into Hong Yuan's arms. Hong Yuan was stunned for a moment with such a heroic look.
"My dear, my senior brother has a bigger appetite than I thought." Hong Yuan slandered in his heart and secretly smacked his tongue.
Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of Mo Jiuyou and Xiao He, Hong Yuan, who was holding Xiao Yue'er, and Mo Shan quietly set out from the secret passage of the General's Mansion without being noticed.
Their final location is directly at the county seat of Nanyang Prefecture!
Looking at his daughter in disguise, there were tears in Xiao He's eyes.
Mo Jiuyou also pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
The figures of Hong Yuan and the three people who had disguised themselves gradually disappeared and disappeared in the wind.
After a long time.
"Xiaohe, have you taken care of everything?" Mo Jiuyou asked his wife.
A stern look flashed in Xiao He's eyes, and he said solemnly: "I have taken care of those damn 'rats', and I can definitely hide them for a month."
Medicine and poison do not separate families. For the sake of her children, she can also turn into a poisonous woman!
"Thanks a lot."
Mo Jiuyou hugged Xiao He into his arms and gently stroked Xiao He's black hair.