Money can really do whatever it wants

There was a click, and the warm light suddenly lit up. The first thing Qin Mo saw was the bright golden color, even if compared with the summer sun, that kind of golden color would not be inferior in the slightest.

It was an extremely stunning color, but Qin Mo had no expression on his face. He only had a lot of vigilance and a touch of dislike in his heart. When he met those light brown eyes, he subconsciously blocked Ye Ying. in front of you.

"We met again." Su Mansha's voice was slightly hoarse, which made her look more charming and charming, and she was an existence that could make any man surrender.

However, Qin Mo doesn't have the time to appreciate her charm right now. He looks calm on the surface, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and every thought was thinking about how to bring an unconscious person escaped safely from the hands of a martial arts master.

"Why are you here?" He asked calmly, "Where is this place?"

Su Mansha stretched out a hand and said with a smile: "You will know if you come with me?!"

Qin Mo's expression became more vigilant, and he did not let go of Ye Ying's hand.

Probably seeing that Qin Mo didn't intend to go with her at all, Su Mansha sighed regretfully, "I don't want to be rough." As she said this, that slender white hand moved toward Qin Mo. Mo patted his forehead.

Hiding is definitely impossible, and it is even more impossible to fight back. Qin Mo can't use any power now.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Su Mansha never thought that her palm would miss, and in fact it would not, but her palm stopped when it was only two inches away from the opponent's forehead .

The palm wind brought out by this palm blew Qin Mo's forehead red, but no matter what, he couldn't move forward any more.

A cold sword energy was aimed at the center of her eyebrows, and if she moved slightly, a hole would be unceremoniously left there.

For the first time in her life, Su Mansha suddenly realized that death was so close to her.

"Cough cough cough-"

A light cough sounded suddenly, and the goose-yellow figure slowly got up from the ground, and then poked a head out from behind Qin Mo.

With white hair and blindness, facial features that are more beautiful than women's, and the impressive bright red mark on her forehead, although Su Mansha has never really seen the demeanor of Xinjian Ye Ying, but just one glance, his The identity was recognized.

"Hidden Sword Ye Ying?!" Su Mansha's face was ugly, she regretted her momentary carelessness.

She put all her attention on the person who rescued Yang Ning that day, and ignored the people behind him, so that she fell into the current situation of being controlled by others.

But who would have thought that the person who fell on the ground and seemed to be unknown would be Ye Ying? !Even when their internal strength should have disappeared, can he still sacrifice the Heart Sword? !

"Who is she?" Ye Ying coughed lightly and asked.

"People in the Spike Army have a high status." Qin Mo told what he knew. After all, it was only a one-time relationship, and he was not very familiar with it.

Although I don't know it very clearly, this short sentence is enough. Ye Ying's thought moved, and the cold sword energy had already broken the skin between her eyebrows.

Bright red blood flowed down, forming a thin line.

Su Mansha let out a cry of surprise, and quickly backed away. She was already very fast, but she was still not as fast as Ye Ying. Wherever his thoughts went, the sword energy followed her closely like a shadow.

Seeing that a hole was about to appear between her brows, at the critical moment, the sound of a sword sounded, and someone grabbed Su Mansha's slender waist. The man hugged her and retreated quickly, and with a backhand sword, he met the sword's aura. Collide.

The fire was extinguished, and the surroundings became pitch black again. Qin Mo didn't have the night vision ability of martial arts practitioners, so he couldn't see anything. He could only hear Ye Ying's muffled groan, and then his palm was empty, and the soft cloth passed over him cheeks.

As far as the eyes could see, there were only two pitch-black shadows fighting together, and the sound of two swords striking each other kept ringing in my ears, and every time it sounded, a faint spark lit up.

Qin Mo could only rely on this little light to judge the situation.

He was breathing steadily, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. The fragrance of flowers before was very strange, and his abilities recovered very slowly. The situation was urgent just now, and there was a limit to what he could transfer to Ye Ying. He knew that, The opponent can't last long.

And the result was just as he thought, when the Huozhangzi lit up again, the winner was already divided, Ye Ying could completely suppress Su Mansha with the heart sword, but in front of Linghushang, who was even better at martial arts, he was a little powerless up.

If it was normal, he would naturally not be afraid. Although Linghushang is the number one swordsman in Mobei, and even known as the number one master in the Spike Army, Ye Ying's heart sword will not be afraid of anyone.

The strength of the opponent will only make his fighting spirit stronger.

But at this moment, it was his weakest time, facing the young and powerful Linghu Shang, his defeat was expected.

"Master......" There was joy in Su Mansha's voice, and her light brown eyes shone slightly.

Linghu Shang returned the sword into its sheath, his expression was cold, but his words were not cold, "Be careful next time, don't act recklessly."

"Okay." Su Mansha said with a smile.

The beauty smiled like a flower, Linghu Shang only took one look, but didn't dare to look any further, he turned to look at the two who had completely lost their fighting strength, and said, "Can we go now?"

"I'm afraid it still won't work." Qin Mo sighed and said, "I can't get up."

"........."

After falling out of the formation, they seemed to have entered an underground world, where there was darkness everywhere. Qin Mo didn't have the night vision ability of martial arts practitioners, so he would be tripped over from time to time. Fortunately, Ye Ying supported him by the side.

Ye Ying is probably the least affected by this environment. He is blind, and it doesn't matter to him whether there is light or not.

They didn't walk for a long time, but because Qin Mo walked with great difficulty, he suddenly felt that the road was very long.

When the light finally came, Qin Mo's spirit was shaken. Even though he is now someone else's prisoner, he still heaved a sigh of relief. The darkness makes people uncomfortable, and people cannot live without light.

He thought of Ye Ying, and also of Huamanlou. Only after being blind can he experience the invisible pain, and they are still living so well, better than countless healthy people. He admires them very much. .

As the light got closer, a strange singing sound became more and more distinct.

The tone was deliberately lengthened and slowed down, with a peculiar charm, Qin Mo carefully distinguished it, it was a language he could not understand.

"That's nonsense." Ye Ying whispered.

"do you understand?"

"I don't really understand." Ye Ying said honestly: "I only know a few simple words, as if some god gave me strength, and I am willing to serve at your feet."

Feudal superstition?Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Linghu Shang snorted coldly and said: "The power is in your own hands, it is simply absurd to pray to the gods for power!"

"Master!" Su Mansha yelled anxiously. She took the other's hand and said worriedly, "Can't you say these things in front of the wolf master?"

Linghu Shang pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Master..." There was a little pleading in Su Mansha's voice.

Linghu Shang was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I will try my best."

Su Mansha laughed.

Qin Mo, who saw all this in his eyes, rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes. The amount of information in this conversation is huge. If he guessed correctly, the wolf master should be An Lushan.

Could this be the base camp of Anlu Mountain? !

Just when Qin Mo was thinking about these in a mess, they turned a corner, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

The huge karst cave seems to be formed naturally, but it also bears many traces of artificial mining. Countless torches illuminate the place as bright as day.

The sudden bright light made Qin Mo close his eyes instinctively, and opened them again after he got used to it.

A huge, complicated pattern that seemed to be painted with blood filled the open space. On the pattern sat more than two dozen middle-aged men with naked upper bodies and oil-painted faces.

And those men were the ones who sang that weird tune. While singing, they slashed their wrists fiercely with a dagger.

That kind of ruthlessness, as if what they cut open was not their own wrist, but the enemy's chest.

The blood flowed out and landed on the mysterious patterns. Those blood-red patterns seemed to have a huge mouth, absorbing the blood in an instant.

Even though Qin Mo was well-informed, he was also stunned by this weird scene, and almost ignored the other person present.

It wasn't until Linghu Shang and Su Mansha stepped forward to salute that he noticed the culprit who almost destroyed Datang——An Lushan.

An Qingxu is An Lushan's son, even if An Lushan doesn't like his appearance, as father and son, they still have a little bit of similarity.

Like all Hu people, he has a taller and more burly figure than the Central Plains people. His facial features are very deep, not as rough as An Qingxu, but a little more handsome, with a neatly trimmed beard.

He was lying on the low bed that belonged to him alone, and there were two beauties serving him personally.

Even in the most humble environment, An Lushan will not give up his own enjoyment, he likes to enjoy, and will enjoy, the sweet wine is held by the beauty to his mouth.

An Lushan waved his hand, pointed at Linghushang, and said with a smile, "Go, get Elder Linghu a cup."

The beauty smiled coquettishly, and walked in front of Linghu Shang with a slender waist. The man's perfect face could make every woman obsessed with admiration. Her eyes were hazy, and her voice was even softer.

"Elder please~~"

The scent of the woman's body mixed with the sweetness of the fine wine rushed into the tip of her nose, Linghu Shang frowned, and waved her away without any sympathy.

The cold-faced swordsman who has no compassion for beauty made the beauty's eyes resentful, but An Lushan laughed out loud, not caring at all that he was being humiliated, he said with a smile: "Forget it, Elder Linghu has high eyesight, but you can't look down on him." on you."

Linghu Shang's brows furrowed even tighter, and the sweet smell of hopelessness couldn't cover up the bloody smell in the air.

He endured it, but he still couldn't, and said in a deep voice: "Those people, if I'm not mistaken, are among the best cavalrymen. They have countless military exploits and are even more loyal to you. Are they going to die?!"