Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Nearing the edge of Yunshu Town, the distance between the two teams had become much closer. Fu Zhiyuan and the two were always in front, but in the end they did not embarrass Mu Huaizhi again.

At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and it seemed to be a precursor to a storm. The wind was strong and the fallen leaves were sweeping all over the ground.

Amidst the whistling, Mu Huaizhi vaguely heard the baby crying.

He tilted his head to confirm that he heard correctly. Just when he was about to remind Jinchen, the person behind him had already controlled the horse to go that way.

"Call-"

Jinchen stopped his horse and looked at the woods opposite, "There is the sound of swords, it's probably bandits blocking the way."

Sanning, who had no force, quickly got closer to them.

The two people in front also noticed it and stopped to take a closer look.

At this time, two men struggled to push out a woman holding a child. One of them was seriously injured and was already dying.

Mu Huaizhi quickly jumped off his horse and went to help others.

"what happened?"

"Hero! Hero... please save my wife!"

The man who spoke was struck by three swords and looked behind him in panic, as if he was afraid that someone would catch up.

He spoke awkwardly, vomiting blood as he spoke, and wanted to take one last look at his infant son.

"Yun'er, take care of yourself...take care of our children..."

"Ouch, stop taking care of this and that, stop talking."

The sad atmosphere was broken. Sang Ning lifted the person up and started saving people again while sweating profusely.

Seeing that her husband was saved, the woman named Yun'er hurriedly stopped her tears and kowtowed.

"Thank you hero!"

"No need to kneel! Life will be shortened!" Sang Ning shouted hurriedly, "Brother Mu! Help her up quickly!"

The scene was chaotic, but Mu Huaizhi helped the woman up in time.

Jinchen asked the middle-aged man who was slightly injured, "Who were you injured by?"

"I, we are from this town, haven't there been a lot of weird things lately! We were thinking of going to other places to join our relatives, but unexpectedly we were stopped as soon as we entered the woods and forced us to keep our children!"

The middle-aged man pointed back, "They are still in the woods! There are many people there, all tied up by them, including children!"

When Mu Huaizhi heard this, he immediately wanted to rush in, but was held back by Jin Chen.

"Why are you running around like a wounded man?"

Fang Xun had already rushed in, followed closely by Fu Zhiyuan.

"Save people." Mu Huaizhi's voice was firm.

"Save, I didn't say not to save."

Jinchen sighed and thought to himself that even before they reached the town, troubles were coming one after another.

"Brother Sang, please treat him here while we go in and take a look."

The two of them entered the woods and followed the sound of fighting.

"Who are you! Why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

Fang Xun rescued the three children and pointed his sword directly at the bandit opposite.

"My young master is from Jiuyoumen! Why don't you return him as soon as possible!"

Jinchen paused and frowned.

He seems to know why Jiuyou's reputation is so bad, and why cats and dogs can use Jiuyou's name to do bad things!

"I really don't know, they are not my people!"

Noticing Mu Huaizhi's eyes, Jinchen made a face at him, "You doubt me again."

"Nine Nether Demon Cult! No wonder!"

Fang Xun snorted coldly.

"No wonder, they are not from Jiuyou at all."

Jin Chen couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward with dissatisfaction, "I... have traveled all over the world and met many people from Jiuyou, but they are nothing like you."

He touched his chin as if thinking, "Are you the right protector?"

"...Yes! Yes! Young Master, I am the right protector!"

The wretched young man at the head quickly responded when he saw this.

"Bah! You are a piece of shit."

Jinchen rolled his eyes and looked up and down at the group of people.

"As far as I know, the right protector of the Nine Nether Demon Cult is a man with a big face. All the followers under him will be killed if they don't look good."

"You guys look so crooked and cracked that he wants to gouge his eyes out."

The wretched young man: "..."

"You kid lied to me!"

"You're such a good boy."

Jinchen shook his head repeatedly, "Trash."

Fang Xun glanced at this man strangely, wondering why he knew so much about the Jiuyou Demon Sect.

But now is not the time to dwell on this.

Several people rescued the children and handed them over to adults who were injured not far away.

The wretched young man was even forced to commit suicide by Jin Chen's interrogation.

But even after this, he refused to say a word and only muttered one sentence.

"Yunshu Town is surrounded by nightmares! Everyone who gets dirty will die, and no one can escape!"

He clutched Jinchen's sleeves and recited these words, his expression gradually becoming crazy.

Jinchen secretly thought it was bad and subconsciously tried to remove his chin, but it was a step too late.

Several people have committed suicide by taking poison.

He stood up, looked at the townspeople holding their children and crying, and finally met Mu Huaizhi's eyes, their eyes solemn.

Fang Xun and Fu Zhiyuan also put aside their grudges temporarily and analyzed the meaning of these words.

"Everyone, the storm is coming. It's better to go back to town first. We are all people in the world, and we are here to investigate this matter."

Fang Xun went to persuade the townspeople and passed by Mu Huaizhi. The two looked at each other speechlessly. Finally, Fang Xun looked away first. As he passed by, he heard a soft word floating in his ear.

"Be careful Fu Zhiyuan."

Fang Xun frowned and turned around in surprise, only to see that Mu Huaizhi had turned around and left the woods with Jinchen without looking back.

"Axun, let's go."

Fu Zhiyuan saw him in a daze and shouted.

"Here we come." Fang Xun smiled at him.

After all, he didn't tell Fu Zhiyuan about this.

Back outside the woods, the family's injuries had been bandaged by Sang Ning. When he saw Jinchen coming over, he thanked them profusely. When he learned that they were coming to town to investigate, he invited them to stay at their home.

This is of course the best, being able to live in a home with a baby, and being able to discover the trajectory of strange things at the first time.

In order to escort the townspeople, they no longer rode horses. Fang Xun and Fu Zhiyuan still led the horses far ahead.

Sanning wanted to take care of the injured, so he walked in the middle.

"You reminded Fang Xun just now, weren't you afraid that he would file a complaint against Fu Zhiyuan?"

The two at the end began to whisper.

Mu Huaizhi asked instead, "You are so public, aren't you afraid that they will find out that you are from the Demon Cult?"

"I'm not afraid. So what if they find out? They can't even defeat you, and they still want to defeat me?" Jinchen snorted.

As bad as ever.

Mu Huaizhi didn't want to argue with him and remained silent.

It had to be said that Sang Ning's medicine was extremely effective. Mu Huaizhi could no longer feel the sting of the wound, and even his strength returned to normal, but his internal strength was somewhat depleted.

When we arrived in the town, the doors of almost every household were closed, and no one swept the fallen leaves on the road, which were picked up by the strong wind from time to time.

Fang Xun and Fu Zhiyuan also stayed in the house of a family member who had a baby. Coincidentally, it was not far from the house where Jinchen and the others settled.

Jinchen secretly thought it was bad luck and pulled Mu Huaizhi in.

They are ordinary people's homes. There are not many vacant houses, only two rooms are available.

This was an advantage for Jinchen. He lamented that it was fate and pulled Mu Huaizhi, who had a dull face, into the room to rest.

"Don't keep that dead face of yours, either recover quickly and decide the winner with me, or just be obedient."

Jinchen's tone was smiling and extremely mean.