Master is right [System + Sword III]

When Shen Moyi walked out, all the Japanese showed disappointment.

One of them and the leader bit their ears in a low voice, and said in Japanese: [This woman is too ugly, it seems that she is not the one who showed her head just now. 】

The leader nodded slightly, indicating that he knew, and then said in unproficient Chinese: "The one just now, also, come out."

Shen Moyi said: "I'm the only one in the carriage. If you don't believe me, you can go in and search." She said this with confidence, because the carriages in Hidden Sword Villa are extremely finely made, and unless someone knows the way in advance, it is absolutely impossible to see that there is someone inside. Organs can hide people.

The leader obviously didn't believe it.He also saw someone sticking his head out just now. Although he took a quick look, he could tell that that face was much prettier than this one, and his voice was also different.So he motioned to a person beside him to go into the carriage to see what happened.

Shen Moyi didn't look sideways, and was unmoved in the slightest.

Taking it for granted, the Japanese man got nothing, and shook his head at the leader when he came out.

Shen Moyi said: "I didn't lie to you, did you, you must have been mistaken just now."

The leader is still a little angry.That face was so pretty just now, why did it change to such an ugly face?Could it be that he had seen too few women recently and had hallucinations?

Glancing at Shen Moyi again, the leader felt that his eyes had been hurt.

How did that pretty face just now become like this?Even if the leader was killed, he would never think, or even believe, that what he saw just now was of a boy.

But since it is such an ordinary face, there is no need for him to rob people, he only robs money, and it is enough to kill people.Otherwise, if these people ran back to the government to complain, they might be in trouble.

So the leader lowered his voice and said: [Listen to my order for a while, kill both of them!No life left! 】

The people next to him responded in unison: "Hi!"

In the [-]th century, the language has basically been unified into the universal language of the world. At most, people from various countries learn their own language. As for foreign local languages, except for some language lovers, very few people have learned them. Shen Moyi naturally agrees. The language was so unfamiliar that I couldn't understand what it meant.But looking at the malicious expression on that person's face, you can tell that there will be no good words.

Shen Moyi had a bad heart, took two steps back, stood with Uncle Ye, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Ye, I think they want to do something."

Uncle Ye nodded slightly calmly to show that he understood.It's just that his martial arts are also very mediocre, otherwise he wouldn't be driving a carriage. Seeing so many people, he still has no idea.He thought for a while, and touched his waist.

Hidden there is a firework that the Tibetan sword disciple asked for help when he was out in danger, but he didn't know if these people would give him a chance to release it, and if there were any disciples who happened to pass by to come to rescue him.

The leader also seemed to want to take them down at the least cost, so he didn't do anything directly, but stepped forward and said, "Leave the carriage and belongings, people, you can leave."

Well... Originally, Shen Moyi, who had hoped that these people would let them go because of their kindness, completely extinguished the last little spark of luck. Now even if they really wanted to let them go, they couldn't go.

Pei Yuan is still in the carriage!

Shen Moyi shook his head: "Gold, silver, and silk can be offered with both hands, but this carriage is a relic of the ancestors, and it cannot be lost."

The leader found an excuse and smiled ferociously: "You people from the Central Plains have a saying, you are toasting and not eating fine wine. I kindly let you live. If you don't leave by yourself, you can't blame me. Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Japanese raised their guns and rushed towards Shen Moyi and Uncle Ye.

Uncle Ye's scalp tightened, and he didn't care too much. He took out the signal flare from his waist and put it in the sky.

At this time, it was still early for the Spring Festival, except for children occasionally throwing some firecrackers, there were no fireworks, and the signal was particularly conspicuous when it popped up.

Seeing this, the group of people became even more angry. The leader waved his gun, and Uncle Ye couldn't dodge in time, and his arm was almost cut off.

Shen Moyi was taken aback, quickly took out his pen, read a Taiyin finger, and using the effect of the move, he pushed the man away and saved Uncle Ye.

"Are you okay?" Shen Moyi asked.

Uncle Ye shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Shen Moyi breathed a sigh of relief, and began to concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

At this time, Wanhua Valley is already well-known in the Jianghu, and its unique moves are well known. This group of Japanese people can also be regarded as well-informed, and the leader quickly recognized Shen Moyi's background.

The leader, who could be called cautious, yelled to stop, and called his subordinates back.

No matter what the reason was, Shen Moyi still breathed a sigh of relief.She leaned on the carriage and asked Uncle Ye: "Uncle Ye, is the signal you sent out to summon disciples of Tibetan swords?"

Uncle Ye nodded, and rarely opened his mouth: "The owner of the village gave it to me before he left. I'm afraid there will be any accidents on the way. The nearby disciples who hide swords must come as quickly as possible, otherwise they will be kicked out of the sect."

Shen Moyi closed his eyes tiredly: "That's good, I hope we can last until then."

Uncle Ye was silent for a moment, and said: "Master Shen, don't worry too much. This place has not left the territory of Yangzhou. There should be a lot of Tibetan sword disciples walking around outside. Someone will definitely come to rescue us."

Shen Moyi smiled at him with difficulty, but said nothing.

Both of them knew that the psychological comfort of these words was far greater than the substance.Although this place is still within the territory of Yangzhou, it is actually the border of Luodao in Yangzhou. In addition to the Japanese pirates, it has always been sparsely populated. Now I only hope that there are some knights who are active in the vicinity. If they see abnormalities, they can come up to explore and rescue them.

I just don't know if I hang up here, will I go back directly?I don't know how long it's been now, whether my health is better, A Zhou doesn't know what's going on, whether the work is going well or not, and those children...

Before he knew it, Shen Moyi's train of thought had already started to run wildly.

The confrontation between the two sides did not last long, and the Japanese moved quickly, but this time it was not a simple mindless charge, but divided into several rows, and slowly moved up layer by layer. Shen Moyi's Taiyin It means that one person can be repelled, but two, three or even four or five cannot be repelled.

"I don't think I can last much longer." Perhaps knowing that there was no hope, Shen Moyi calmed down instead.

Uncle Ye gritted his teeth: "Master Shen, don't worry, if you die, the old slave will die first!" After finishing speaking, regardless of Shen Moyi's reaction, he drove Yunqisong and rushed into the crowd, and the wind turned to Wushan, disrupting the situation in an instant. Japanese camp.

It was too late for Shen Moyi to call someone back, so he could only drive Kuaixue Shiqing to support Uncle Ye.

But fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and when the two were really about to die from exhaustion, rescuers came.