Mr. Fu ran away again today

Two hours later, Master Mo, who was concerned about Mr. Fu's condition, woke up from his dream.

As soon as he lifted the quilt, Mo Chen noticed something strange about himself. He changed a pair of pants without making a sound, thinking shamelessly, anyway, he wouldn't dare to do anything to Mr. Fu on weekdays, and it would be nice to dream about him occasionally...

However, Fu Chuxi must not be able to see this kind of nasty thoughts, so as soon as Mo Chen entered Fu Chuxi's room, he immediately put on a serious appearance as an island owner.

Fu Chuxi had already woken up, and the soldiers had just delivered breakfast, when Fu Chuxi saw Mo Chen coming, she asked someone to get another set of bowls and chopsticks.

"The fever will go away, why don't you sleep for a while?" Mo Chen sat down next to Fu Chuxi, Fu Chuxi gave him the bowl and chopsticks first, and Mo Chen was not polite, he picked it up and ate it.

Fu Chuxi watched him eat, and said, "No, I won't be able to rest assured until Yang Lang took Murong Yuan away at noon. Otherwise, I have something on my mind, so I won't be able to sleep. How about you? Didn't you just go back to sleep? Why are you so early? Woke up?"

"I'm used to getting up early, so I can't fall asleep." Mo Chen lied casually, and asked again, "You don't get sick often, why did you suddenly get so sick this time?"

The new bowls and chopsticks were delivered, and Fu Chuxi picked up the chopsticks and said, "It is estimated that I have been exhausted every day for the past few months and can't rest. I have fought victorious battles and eaten defeated battles. Every time I go to the battlefield, I don't know if I can come back alive. The whole person is tense all the time. Now that Prince Beidi has been arrested, thinking that this battle may be stopped, it is inevitable to relax a little bit. In addition, it rained a little yesterday, and he was accidentally recruited... "

Mo Chen couldn't help but sighed after hearing this: "Why do you think you have to suffer this? It's better to go back to Mochen Island and enjoy yourself every day..." Mo Chen saw Fu Chu wishing for himself, He said again sullenly, "I understand, you won't go back again, and I'm just talking casually."

After breakfast, Fu Chuxi got up and went to Yang Lang's room, and Mo Chen followed.

Sitting in Yang Lang's room was a burly man, who looked exactly the same as Murong Yuan at first glance, if Mo Chen hadn't known that he was looking for someone to pretend to be Murong Yuan, he would have thought it was Murong Yuan just now.

Seeing Fu Chuxi and the others coming, Yang Lang said: "Your Highness, everything is going well. I will take him down now to replace Murong Yuan, and then immediately take Murong Yuan to the capital first."

Fu Chuxi nodded: "Be careful on the road."

Yang Lang cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness."

As soon as Yang Lang finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Someone is robbing prisoners!"

Yang Lang's expression changed suddenly, and he rushed out after opening the door.

"It can't be so fast!" Mo Chen's first reaction when he heard it was that A Lang was here, but logically speaking, A Lang would not be able to get here until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the earliest. How could he come so fast?

Mo Chen didn't even bother to go back to get the sword, he rushed out the door, turned over and jumped down from the second floor.

When the two rushed to the room where Prince Beidi was detained, Ah Lang had already arrived, and beside him lay two corpses, both of which were soldiers in charge of guarding Murong Yuan.At this moment, he was squatting on the ground holding a dagger to pry the shackles on Murong Yuan.

"Stop!" Yang Lang said as he was about to draw his sword and stepped forward, the young man gave him a cold look, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Mo Chen quickly pressed Yang Lang's sword and pushed it back to the scabbard, and said in a low voice, "What did you say before, did you forget?"

Yang Lang frowned, thinking of what Mo Chen said that if he saw A Lang, he would give him the person directly, but did he want him to watch others rob Murong Yuan under his nose?When Li Wang returns to the capital, he will be punished by the emperor.

Murong Yuan roared angrily: "Ah Lang! This kid caught me!"

The boy who was picking the lock looked up at Mo Chen, and asked in surprise, "Ah Mo?"

"Ah Lang!" Mo Chen said with a smile, "Long time no see, what a coincidence, I can see you here again. I have good wine here, how about we have a drink first?" He smiled without much sincerity Well, Ah Lang is not stupid, it can be seen that he is in the same group as these people.

Fu Chuxi also came down from upstairs, and stood silently beside Mo Chen. Behind him, in the yard outside the house, a row of personal soldiers were already in place, waiting for Fu Chuxi's order to rush up and arrest people at any time.

"I'm here to save people." A Lang broke Murong Yuan's shackles expressionlessly, looked at Mo Chen and said, "I have to take this person away, you can't stop me."

Yang Lang shouted angrily: "That depends on whether you have the ability!"

"Shut up! Do you have a place to talk?" Mo Chen was so yelled at by Yang Lang, he grabbed Yang Lang's belt, pulled him over and pushed him to Fu Chuxi's side, and gave him a "watch over this guy" With a wink, he turned to look at A Lang.

"Alang, I know that if you want to take him away from here, none of us can stop him. However, it is our task to escort the Beidi prince. If you take him away, it will be difficult for us to do business. I want to chase, this chasing and chasing—"

After hearing what he said for a while, A Lang didn't know what he meant, so he asked bluntly: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Mo Chen simply said: "I want to make a bet with you."

"Bet? You can't beat me, and you can't stop me. Why should I bet with you?"

Mo Chen said sternly: "Now it's a long way to go outside the pass, even if you hurry up, it will take four or five days before you can leave the pass, unless you can keep the fullest physical strength and the highest vigilance at all times without sleep, otherwise there will always be people who will be overtaken." Time. That's why I want to make a bet with you. The bet is three days. If you win, we will stay in this town for three days and will never send troops to chase you. If you lose, you will stay in this town for three days. day."

For three days, this is a hope for any of them.

When Murong Yuan heard this, he immediately said: "Ah Lang! Don't believe the nonsense of the Central Plains people! There is no good bird in the Central Plains!"

A Lang ignored Murong Yuan, he got up and walked in front of Mo Chen, looked at Mo Chen and asked: "If I take him away now, will you die?"

Mo Chen hummed vaguely, and made up a reason: "I'm doing things for His Royal Highness Li, if I lose Prince Beidi, then I will be punished by death." When Mo Chen said this, he bowed his hands to Fu Chuxi and said respectfully, "Ah Lang is my brother, and I will not take action against A Lang. So please allow your Highness to let your subordinates make this bet with A Lang. It is best if you win, and if you lose, please read that I have helped Your Highness a lot For the sake of love, spare my life and let me go back to the island."

Fu Chuxi pursed her lips. Even Mo Chen was no match for Molang, and they had no other choice but to give it a go.

Fu Chuxi knew how advanced Mo Chen's martial arts was, and also knew what would happen if he fought recklessly.

Fu Chuxi said in a deep voice: "Okay, I agree. If you win, you will be rewarded. If you lose, you don't have to stay here to get in the way. Go back to your broken island."

Mo Chen was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

After thanking Fu Chuxi, he went to see Alang again.

Ah Lang pursed his lips, stared at Mo Chen for a while and said, "Okay, I'll bet with you, tell me, what are you betting on?"

A Lang agreed very happily, which made Mo Chen feel a little guilty.But thinking that this is a fair competition, he suppressed his guilt and said, "It's just like wine!"

Before Ah Lang could speak, Murong Yuan had already burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest digestion.

"Fighting wine with Ah Lang? Hahahaha, you are looking for death, Central Plains people!"

A Lang asked calmly, "How do you compare?"

Mo Chen said: "Fight for wine, fight for the strongest wine in this city, whoever pours it down first will lose."

Ah Lang said: "Okay!"

"Wait, Ah Lang, don't you want to fall for his tricks! If you're drunk, don't you do what they want? At that time, they will kill you to avoid future troubles!" Murong Yuan said hastily.

Mo Chen rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "The heart of a villain is the heart of a gentleman! Ah Lang, I guarantee with my life that no one will hurt you here!"

Ah Lang smiled, showing his white teeth: "Amo, I believe in you!"

Now that it was decided to win or lose in a wine fight, Fu Chuxi sent people to buy wine quickly, all of which were the strongest spirits in the city. After a while, several wine vats half a person's height were carried into the yard.

Fu Chuxi and Murong Yuan sat on two chairs not far away to watch the battle.Several soldiers stood behind Murong Yuan to prevent this prisoner from escaping halfway.

There were two square tables in the yard, and the tables were filled with twenty large wine bowls. Two soldiers lifted the wine jars and filled them all up.

Seeing that the bowls on the two tables were full, Mo Chen put his hand on A Lang's shoulder, and said affectionately, "Come on, A Lang, you pick a table first. Let's drink one bowl at a time and have a good time!"

This tone doesn't seem like a bet to decide who wins or loses, but more like two drunkards getting together to have fun.