[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Tang Yuandao's expression was clearly "Are you kidding?", but Hu Tiehua laughed boldly and freely, hugged Tang Yuandao and raised it high, intentionally distorting the meaning of his expression, and teased: "Yes! Of course! A man, a real man, should not be afraid of wind and waves!"

Tang Yuandao was so angry that he immediately used all four limbs and hugged Hu Tiehua's head like an octopus, wishing to suffocate Hu Tiehua to death: "A man, a man, don't die in vain!"

What a joke!What they want to cross is the South China Sea, and what they want to go to is Baiyun City, which is in turmoil!

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said to Tang Yuandao: "You don't have to worry about that. Your master is not only first-class in martial arts and knowledge, but also a top-notch boatman. When your master and I were handling cases before, we used to hold bamboo rafts. Cross the Yellow River and cross the East China Sea. Sitting on the bamboo raft supported by your master is as stable as sitting on flat ground."

Mo Qi looked at Chu Liuxiang with an indescribable expression.

After getting on the bamboo raft, Tang Yuandao knew why his master showed such an expression.

A bamboo raft, Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, Tang Yuandao, Ji Bingyan, Mo Qi.

There were four adults and one child, and among the five people, only Mo Qi was punting the boat, and the rest sat cross-legged on the bamboo raft, playing with the water or making trouble for Mo Qi with poles.

Tang Yuandao couldn't stand it anymore, felt sorry for his master, so he carefully rubbed against Mo Qi's feet: "Master, let me help you."

Mo Qi showed a tired expression: "No need, just go back and sit down."

Forget it, with Tang Yuandao's small body, it would be fine if he didn't fall into the water.As long as you don't make trouble for him with the pole like Chu Liuxiang, and push the bamboo raft in the opposite direction, you can say anything.

Mo Qi lifted the long penny out of the water, picked it back, and knocked the pole in Chu Liuxiang's hand into the sea, then stabilized his foot, poured his inner strength into the penny in his hand, and used his strength to support it.The bamboo raft was like an arrow leaving the string, breaking through the water patterns and heading towards Baiyun City.

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Baiyun City.

The chaos that Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan spoke of was not an exaggeration.

The former Baiyun City was the most beautiful and precious pearl in the South China Sea.But now that City Lord Ye died, this pearl fell into the dust, and his body was covered with scratches.

Hu Tiehua hugged Tang Yuandao tightly to prevent someone from rushing out from the street and snatch Tang Yuandao away: "I haven't visited Baiyun City for several years, why—how did it become like this!"

When Mo Qi found those Jianghu people with weapons on guard at the pier of Baiyun City, he immediately changed his course, went around to the back of the island, and changed to an unguarded cliff, and then everyone landed on the island.

Ji Bingyan sighed: "Before Li Guanghan hadn't closed the door to thank guests, Baiyun City was still calm under his guard... I didn't expect that it was less than half a month after his accident, and these forces lurking in Baiyun City couldn't help it. Moved by the wind."

"Half a month, only half a month! The Baiyun City back then has become like this..." Chu Liuxiang looked at the dilapidated streets everywhere, as if he had experienced a fierce battle, and his heart was heavy.

For a beautiful thing, it takes countless time and effort to maintain it, but to destroy it is only a momentary matter.

Ji Bingyan cleaned up the disappointment in her heart, and said rationally: "Considering how long these poisonous snakes have endured because of Li Guanghan after the death of City Lord Ye, they have kept their hands for half a month."

Ji Bingyan glanced at Mo Qi: "Probably because there are still many forces that have not made a move. After all, Li Guanghan is just a 'thank you' and has no 'long resignation'. Otherwise, the turmoil that has been brewing for several years will definitely not take half a month." It's time to find out."

As they were talking, they saw a small group of people rushing out from an alley in front, holding hoes in their hands, as if they were in a hurry as if they were going to do something.

Chu Liuxiang and Mo Qi glanced at each other, and chased after him first: "Go, follow and have a look."

At the gate of Baiyun City Lord's Mansion.

The members of the Qilong gang are crowding around the gang leader, blocking the city lord's mansion aggressively: "Your surname Hong, you'd better get out of the way, my Qilong gang will smash this city lord's mansion today!"

The head of the Qilong Gang, Long Sanhui, sneered and raised the big knife in his hand, pointing at Hong Jiaohua who blocked him at the gate of the city lord's mansion: "Ye Gucheng has been dead for hundreds of years, this city lord's mansion should have been smashed long ago! I will act according to God's will, you guys Why are the beggars here to join in the fun? Don't think that your beggars are a big gang, and you can call the wind and rain in Baiyun City. The strong dragon does not suppress the top snake, and wants to fight against our Qilong gang. You are still a beggar for more than ten years. effort!"

Hong Jiaohua swung the beggar's stick in his hand, and mocked: "In that case, what are you waiting for? Smash it! But don't blame my old beggar for not reminding you. Call Hua to smash every inch of his body!"

Everyone lurked on the roof of the tiled house not far from the City Lord's Mansion.Tang Yuandao nestled in Hu Tiehua's arms. Hearing the old beggar's sinister voice, he couldn't help shivering, tugged at Hu Tiehua's pigtail, and whispered, "Who is the good guy and who is the bad guy?"

Originally, he thought that the old beggar who protected the city lord's mansion should be good, but after hearing Hong Jiaohua's threatening threats, Tang Yuandao became a little uncertain again.

Ji Bingyan said coldly: "The current Baiyun City? There are no good people."

Ye Gucheng's death seemed to have taken away all the beauty of Baiyun City.

When Li Guanghan was still there, Baiyun City could still maintain a balance like walking on thin ice. The coveters endured their greed, and the watchers suppressed their anger.But the undercurrent of all these surges finally broke through the thin ice on the surface after Li Guanghan was almost detained by the "Pengshan Immortal" and had to retreat to recuperate.

Both Long Sanhui and Hong Jiaohua, who are in their early days today, know that there are not only two factions, the Qilong Gang and the Beggar Gang, in Baiyun City, there are also some people who are hiding and observing the development of the situation in secret.But they must stand up and be the vanguard.

Long Sanhui will not retreat, and neither will Hong Jiaohua.

Long Sanhui sneered and ridiculed Hong Jiaohua: "Don't think that because your surname is Hong, you can be regarded as a hero like Hong Qigong, the head of the Hong clan. You can pretend to be a teacher of justice here, so you can laugh my ass off!"

Hong Jiaohua said calmly, "I'm a child of the Beggar Clan. I have nothing else to do but help the weak and the strong."

Long Sanhui laughed loudly: "You are a child of the Beggar Gang? Haven't you already been expelled from the Beggar Gang? Huh? Look at the mob behind you, where are you abducted beggars? Just a wooden stick and a few bags of rice, can you count as a gang of beggars?”

Long Sanhui couldn't understand Hong Jiaohua's way of being a bitch and erecting an archway, he laughed and said: "If you really have courage, don't wear that fake skin of awe-inspiring justice on your body. Open the skylight and speak frankly. None of us present can understand the little Jiujiu in your stomach."

Hong Jiaohua didn't change her face: "There is no smallness in the old beggar's belly, only a great righteousness!"

"Ridiculous!" Long Sanhui was very disgusted, "You are clearly coveting this city lord's mansion, and you still say it so nicely! You are shameless! I don't want to waste my tongue with a brazen person like you!"

Long Sanhui let out an angry roar, swung his left hand back to the left and right, and swung the saber with his right hand, the wind of the saber mixed with internal force slashed towards the old beggar on the opposite side.

This knife was the signal for the melee to begin.

Hu Tiehua squatted on the roof, looking at the messy situation below: "Are we just watching?" He quickly covered Tang Yuandao's eyes, not wanting Tang Yuandao to see the scene of blood splattered and corpses lying on the street.

But Mo Qi reached out and grabbed Hu Tiehua's wrist.

He undoubtedly removed Hu Tiehua's hand blocking Tang Yuandao.

"What are you doing, Daoist? Yuandao is still a child!" Hu Tiehua wanted to cover Tang Yuandao's eyes again.

Mo Qi's indifferent voice was a little cold: "He chose the way of swordsmanship. If you don't want to die, you have to get used to seeing blood."

Hu Tiehua froze for a moment: "That's still early..."

Tang Yuandao stretched out his hand, and firmly pushed Hu Tiehua's big hand away: "I'm not afraid!"

He is really not afraid.

Hu Tiehua looked at Tang Yuandao's expression, his small face showed pity, intolerance, sadness, and firmness, but absolutely no fear.

Ji Bingyan looked at her boss's little apprentice, narrowed her eyes, and suddenly approached Mo Qi, and said via voice transmission: "You little apprentice, where did you find it?"

"Yumen Pass." Mo Qi glanced at Ji Bingyan who would take the initiative to care about Tang Yuandao in surprise.

Ji Bingyan was thoughtful: "Hmm."

Tang Yuandao couldn't hear the sound transmission from his master and Ji Bingyan. He was still watching the chaos on the street, thinking about his own problems.

He still can't quite understand why there is killing in the world.

In all directions of the City Lord's Mansion, different movements suddenly sounded.

Chu Liuxiang was surprised: "It's the people of Baiyun City."

Without exception, the people who came here held wooden sticks, stone hammers, hoes, and all kinds of things that can be used as weapons that can be touched on a daily basis, and their faces were full of hatred and grief that had nowhere to vent.

Tang Yuandao stayed quietly in Hu Tiehua's warm and spacious arms, his eyes swept over the faces of every one of the people.

——But he can understand why there is hatred in the world.

Long Sanhui and Hong Jiaohua immediately noticed the crowd coming in like a tide. After a few moves, they both stopped and backed away, turned their heads angrily and looked at the people who suddenly raised their weapons and aimed at them: "You guys! Don't want to die?!"

In the quiet and silent City Lord's Mansion, the bright red giant door burst open at this moment.

The old steward of the city lord's mansion led the whole mansion, armed with swords, and the common people rushed forward, attacking the Qilong gang and the beggar gang who were blocking the gate of the mansion, and just surrounded them.

The old butler jumped onto the high wall, with a determination on his face that he was desperate to fight to the death. Like every martyr, he slowly but firmly raised the sword in his hand: "Baiyun City, the city! Where there are people, the city is dead and the people are dead."

"Small boy!" Ling Ran pointed the old steward's sword at the members of the Qilong gang and the disciples of the beggar gang who were stunned in front of the door, "Whoever violates our city will surely send you back to the spring, and your life will be stained with yellow sand!"

The roars of the people followed one after another: "The city is alive and the people are alive, and the city is dead and the people are dead!"

"The body returns to the spring world, and the life is stained with yellow sand!"

They will be tormented mad by the hatred in their hearts.

Because in the hearts of all the people of Baiyun City, the city of Baiyun City is not only the family members around them, but also the land under their feet.

It is the sword fairy in the lonely city of Wanren Mountain.

Their city lord, whom they believe in with their lives and all their trust, is Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng may not have imagined that at the moment when he competed with Ximen Chuixue on the top of the Forbidden City and died, not only himself died, but also the glorious Baiyun City that belonged to him in the South China Sea.

Ye Gucheng is not an irresponsible city lord.

Before he left, he must have known that he was going to walk a single-plank bridge with no turning back. Before he walked all the way to Hei, he must have made all the arrangements for Baiyun City, including the next city lord, including the future of Baiyun City. everything of.

However, he is not popular among the people.

After Ye Gucheng left, the new city lord who took office immediately was mixed into the mansion by a crazy girl, and after six months of hiding, he was poisoned until he fell into a coma.The girl committed suicide by wiping her neck in the back kitchen.

The forces from all sides slowly poured into this city they had coveted for a long time, but now the gate was finally opened, dormant, entrenched, eroding and sucking the last bit of rain on this land.

Baiyun City fell from the white clouds, fell to pieces, and fell into mud.

This cannot be blamed on Ye Gucheng.The death of a person is the most irresistible fact in the world. Even if he did not compete with Ximen Chuuxue, even if he did not die, after decades of life, Baiyun City would still have to face the fact of losing Ye Gucheng.

The people of Baiyun City can't blame Ye Gucheng, he has too many burdens on his body.They also couldn't blame Ximen Chuuxue. In this life-and-death struggle, releasing water was giving up life.They can't even blame Song Renzong who gave up the top of the Forbidden City. After all, after that, Li Guanghan sent by Song Renzong did slowly support Baiyun City again. The poisonous snakes all cowered and hid back in the corner.

But the world is unpredictable, before Li Guanghan finally sent Baiyun City back into the clouds, the second pillar supporting the sky was captured by the immortal and fell down.

There is no one in Baiyun City who can support it, only the people who are still crawling in the mud, finally picked up the shovels and sticks in their hands, and with the resentment that has nowhere to vent, facing the poisonous snakes that came out again, one step at a time. No refund.

Mo Qi stood up slowly the moment he saw the common people, and the floating silver snow fell into his hands at some point.

The snow-white and translucent dust tails hang down naturally, and under the blessing of internal strength, even in the cold winter wind, there is not a single silver thread fluttering.

"Taoist?" Hu Tiehua looked up at Mo Qi, "You want to intervene?"

The fluctuating silver snow in Mo Qi's hands reflects a flowing gilt luster under the golden sunlight: "You can ignore the fighting in the rivers and lakes, but the common people cannot die."

"Not one."

Mo Qi's eyes were dark, and with a slight turn of his wrist, his right hand tightly grasped the dust handle, and the influx of internal force disturbed thousands of silver threads.

"Ugh-"

Before he was about to make a move, a long horn sounded behind everyone.

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, footsteps, and metal collisions between armors moving, a group of well-dressed and heroic troops drove straight from the end of the street, cutting into the encirclement of Baiyun City people who were still holding hoes and sticks high: " In Baiyun City, no one is allowed to fight with weapons!"

The people, who were still excited, moved out of the way like Moses divided the sea, and the shouts and shouts gradually stopped.

Standing on the high roof, Tang Yuandao was embraced by Hu Tiehua, and he glanced at the simple faces of the people, and the resentment on their faces disappeared a lot.

This army was like a needle that stabilized the sea, and it actually suppressed their turbulent blood, allowing calm and sobriety to return to their minds.

"Look!" Chu Liuxiang's eyes lit up, pointing to the military flag held by the cavalry at the head of the army.

The word "cold light" is spread on the bright red army flag in flying dragons and phoenixes.Where the strokes are hooked, there are dry ink dots vigorously sprinkled on the flag surface.

Mo Qi looked at the flying army flag, and through the words fluttering in the wind, he seemed to be able to see a black-haired general drinking three hundred jade wines, brushing his pen and ink to his heart's content. .

When Hong Jiaohua and Long saw this military flag and this army three times, their bodies froze.Their eyes immediately scanned the faces of every soldier in the Cold Light Army keenly, and they were relieved when they didn't see that familiar and frightening face.

Everyone in the world said that Li Guanghan had been imprisoned by the gods, and it had been more than half a month since he closed the door to thank guests.They have made such a fuss in Baiyun City, and Li Guanghan has no intention of coming forward, so he must be hanging on his breath.

"Hanguang Army?" Hong Jiaohua pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered, "Why, your general didn't come with you? Huh?"

Long Sanhui contemptuously took the big knife in his hand and turned it into a flower. The tip of the knife pointed at the Hanguang Army in a very rude manner. Are you in the room?"

At this time, Long Sanhui and Hong Jiaohua automatically stood on the same front.

Long Sanhui slashed the sword in his hand, showing all his evil looks: "If you want to solve the current situation, call your General Li out! Without Li Guanghan's Hanguang Army, what is it? And this Baiyun without Ye Gucheng City, what's the difference?"

When they were on the verge of being evil and brave, they were going to take advantage of Li Guanghan's serious illness and hit the Hanguang army severely.

"You want to see me?"

A cold voice came from behind the army.

One person rode a tall brown horse, lined up the army formation, and slowly walked to the front of the army.

The Hanguang Army got off their horses and clasped their fists in unison: "General Li!"

The deafening shouts almost resounded through Baiyun City.

Tang Yuandao opened his eyes wide: "Is that General Li Guanghan?"

The man on the tall horse was neither big nor scary, but his thin figure looked somewhat similar to Gongsun Ce. He was dressed in a light-colored gown, which made Li Hanguang look more like a literati than a general. Mo Ke.

But this elegant feeling, the moment Li Guanghan took off the spear behind his back and pointed it at Long Sanhui, he was completely overwhelmed by the sharp murderous aura.

"Li... Guanghan!" Long Sanhui, who was locked by Li Guanghan's gun blade, couldn't help rolling his throat, and his back broke out in cold sweat at some point, "You...you closed the door to thank guests?! "

"That's right." Li Guanghan's hand holding the gun did not tremble at all: "However, there are bad guests coming to the door. Even if my host's house closes the door, I have to go to 'thank you' in person."

Hong Jiaohua already has the intention to retire.He was originally a sub-disciple of the Beggar Gang under the South China Sea, but he was expelled by Li Guanghan for committing evil deeds.It was also for this reason that after he heard the news of Li Guanghan's serious injury, he immediately rushed to Baiyun City with a newly assembled team, hoping to take this opportunity to cause "little" troubles for the person who had expelled him.

But this small thought of revenge, the moment Li Guanghan showed up in person, disappeared like a flame being extinguished by ice water.

Hong Jiaohua, who faced Li Guanghan's spear head-on, didn't have the slightest intention of repeating the old incident.

Hong Jiaohua twitched the corners of her mouth and said with a dry smile: "The old beggar came to Baiyun City to protect the city lord's mansion. Since General Li himself has arrived, there is no need for the old beggar to come forward... As he said, he gestured to the disciples of the beggar sect behind him, stepping back without a trace, which meant to withdraw quickly.

Li Guanghan's eyes fell on him: "... wait."

Hong Jiaohua's body froze when she was going backwards.

Li Guanghan frowned: "Have I seen you?" He moved the tip of his gun away from Long Sanhui, pointed at Hong Jiaohua, and tapped lightly, "You—I didn't chase you three years ago." Have you left the South China Sea?"

Hong Jiaohua's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Yes...it seems to be, there is such a thing..."

Li Guanghan said expressionlessly: "Did I also say that if you dare to step half a step into the South China Sea...Which one of your feet steps on my land in the South China Sea, I will break which of your feet?"

Hong Jiaohua swallowed saliva: "Yes, yes? Uh, Old Beggar, I'm getting old, I can't remember clearly—" Before he finished speaking, he turned around and exhausted the fastest speed he could achieve in his life. At the same time, he wanted to run away, shouting wildly as he ran, "Get out! Get back! Get out quickly!"

The sharpness of the spear faltered, and the soaring spearhead pierced Hong Jiaohua's knees in an instant.Hong Jiaohua screamed and fell to the ground.

Long Sanhui's heart became even colder.He knew that his martial arts were not far behind Hong Jiaohua's. Hong Jiaohua's appearance of falling down in one breath was like a model for him. He could almost imagine how he would pounce in the next second. He fell down on the street in front of the main gate of Baiyun City Lord's Mansion.

"Hiss!" Chu Liuxiang gasped, surprised, "General Li is so skillful!"

It really is true that the more I know, the more I feel that this crouching tiger hides a dragon.Unexpectedly, the general who is currently stationed in the South China Sea of ​​the Great Song Dynasty is actually a martial arts master who has never been famous before!

Long Sanhui had already put on a respectful and friendly expression. With a backhand swing, he suppressed the commotion behind him, took a few steps forward, and clasped his fists at Li Guanghan who was still on the horse: "This time it's me, Qi Long. I helped Meng Lang, I hope the general will forgive me."

Without waiting for Li Guanghan to say anything, Long Sanhui has already continued to add very quickly: "If the general can let me off the Qilong gang, I will immediately lead the gang to leave the South China Sea within three days, and I will never set foot in the future." Half a step into the South China Sea! If you violate this oath, I, the Qi Long Gang, will be at the disposal of the general!"

He has no face to spare.

Long Sanhui knew very well in his heart that he and Hong Jiaohua were just bricks thrown by various forces hidden in Baiyun City, the real "jade" was yet to come.The matter of this jade has nothing to do with Long Sanhui and Hong Jiaohua. Long Sanhui just wants to save his own life first.

Li Guanghan raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly withdrew his gun.

The members of Qi Long's gang followed Long Sanhui silently, and withdrew in disgrace, their footsteps were in a hurry, probably rushing back to pack their luggage, so that everything could be dealt with within three days and they withdrew from the South China Sea.

As for the children of the Beggar Clan who followed Hong Jiaohua all the way to the South China Sea, they had no time to escape and were all captured by the well-trained Hanguang Army.

"That's it?" Hu Tiehua was a little stunned. A second ago, he thought something big was going to happen in Baiyun City. Daoist Mo even took down the floating silver snow. The next second, the two forces that caused trouble retreated and were arrested. was caught.

The people of Baiyun City also dispersed under the appeasement of the Hanguang Army. The steward of the City Lord's Mansion put away his sword, said a few words to Li Guanghan briefly, and led the servants into the City Lord's Mansion and closed the door again. A bright red door.

"This General Li is a bit interesting to turn the battle into nothing," Chu Liuxiang praised.

Ji Bingyan casually closed her clothes: "Since there is no problem, then we--"

"Be careful!" Mo Qi pushed Ji Bingyan away with a palm.

"boom!"

"Crack-"

In the next second, a gust of gunfire landed on where Ji Bingyan was originally standing, smashing the red tiles on the roof.

"Who...is watching here?" Li Guanghan's gun pointed at the eaves occupied by Mo Qi and others at some point, and a pair of star-like eyes also turned around, with the same chill as his spear, falling On the people standing on the eaves.

Four adults and one child, most of them are not good at making friends. Chu Liuxiang looked at Mo Qi and Ji Bingyan who were motionless, and then looked at him to signal him that she was hugging Hu Tiehua who was not going well with Tang Yuandao. On: "Chu Liuxiang is here."

Xiang Shuai, dressed in a moon-white shirt, came down from the roof with a smile on his lips: "I have heard about General Li's reputation for a long time, and now I see him, it really lives up to his reputation."

Li Guanghan pulled the rein, turned the horse's head, and turned to Chu Liuxiang who fell to the ground: "...Really."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said: "That's right! General Li, I and my friends came here just because I heard about the chaos in Baiyun City and wanted to see if I could help—"

"Watch out for gunpowder!"

Mo Qi's voice came in a hurry, and the successive roars were accompanied by severe pain, attacking everyone on the eaves.

Mo Qi realized something was wrong when he saw the torches taken out by the back row of the Hanguang Army. Unexpectedly, Li Guanghan didn't even fire a gun, and those torches had already fired at them.

Caught off guard, he only had time to yell, then instinctively stepped forward, and turned back to stand in front of Hu Tiehua, who was holding Tang Yuandao and was even less able to react.

"Master Daoist! Old bug! Dead rooster!"

"Master!"

Two exclamations.

In addition to Tang Yuandao and Hu Tiehua who were rescued by Mo Qi, Ji Bingyan and Chu Liuxiang were also hit by gunpowder. Chu Liuxiang was blown to the ground, and Ji Bingyan was blown to both legs by the gunpowder. He fell hard to the ground.

Mo Qi's entire waist and back were occupied by Huoliao's severe pain, his vision went dark, he took a few steps back, his foot was in the air, and he also fell off the eaves.

Before his consciousness became blurred, Mo Qi vaguely saw Li Guanghan's stern face flickering in front of his eyes.

"Xia Yiwu violates the ban... Lock them all in my dungeon and wait for punishment!"

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"Taoist...Taoist!"

Mo Qi was awakened by a sharp pain and Chu Liuxiang's cry.

He found himself lying on the bed in a prone position, and the hardwood planks made his chest ache.Just as she was about to leave, Chu Liuxiang reached out and held her down.

Chu Liuxiang let out a breath of relief in a thrill: "Master Daoist, you must not move. If you move again, you may lose your waist."

Just moved a little bit, and was already forced by the severe pain to think of Mo Qi whose back was injured: "...my clothes? Floating silver snow?"

He reluctantly glanced sideways at his hands, and found that he was only wearing a snow-white underwear, which was not the one he was wearing when he came.

Hu Tiehua frowned: "Don't mention it, it was taken away when changing the dressing."

"What medicine?" Mo Qi felt the burning pain on his back, and had to wonder if the medicine on his back would aggravate the injury.

Hu Tiehua: "Where do I go..."

"..." Mo Qi turned his face to the side and looked at Hu Tiehua who was inexplicably depressed, "What's wrong?"

Hu Tiehua opened his mouth and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't speak.

Ji Bingyan said coldly for him: "Tang Yuandao was captured by that General Li."

"What...!" Mo Qi collapsed all over, and immediately dragged him to the wound, Hu Tiehua hurriedly stepped forward and held him down, "Where did you get caught?!"

Ji Bingyan lowered her eyes and looked at her leg that was really immobile: "Who knows, maybe it's because he is planning to transfer him to the master's school."

It would be fine if it was just to transfer to the teacher's school.Mo Qi thought so.As long as you're alive and not hurt, it's fine.

"There are healing medicines in my clothes—where have all the clothes been received?" Mo Qi asked.

Hu Tiehua pointed to the opposite side: "That's right there."

On the opposite side of the cell, there were two soldiers sitting on a table.What was piled on the table were the clothes and weapons that had been seized from them.

Ji Bingyan said sarcastically: "I didn't expect that I was the one who redeemed you from prison, but now I became the one who went to prison with you." His eyes kept looking at his legs, "I didn't expect that either. When I went to the desert to find trouble with Shi Guanyin, I said my legs were useless, but today they really are."

Ji Bingyan sighed: "Fatality tricks people."

Chu Liuxiang's injury was on her right arm, and now she can't move her whole arm: "Sorry..."

Xiangshuai is probably rarely in such a mess, even when facing such terrifying enemies as Shi Guanyin, Wu Hua, Jellyfish Yin Ji, Yuan Suiyun, he never loses his demeanor, but what happened today is indeed true. Chu Liuxiang felt a little frustrated.

It wasn't because he was imprisoned, or because he failed to strike up a conversation with Li Guanghan, or because his most important right hand was burned by gunpowder, but because his friends were so seriously injured right in front of him.

His heart is heavy.

"If I can get back my outfit, these injuries can be cured." Mo Qi comforted Chu and Ji with a calm and firm tone, "Don't worry."

Hearing this, Ji Bingyan perked up a bit, and stopped staring at her legs, but at the two wooden-faced soldiers on the opposite side of the cell, and the clothes between them: "Then how do I get it back? We were all given the medicine of Feng Nei Li and suffered serious injuries."

Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua sighed together.After sighing, Chu Liuxiang suddenly remembered another thing: "By the way, Daoist, why didn't Young Master Jiu follow you when you came to South China Sea this time?"

Hu Tiehua, who was too guilty to look at Mo Qi, couldn't help but look over.

Chu Liuxiang: "It would be great if the ninth son was here, General Li will never take action against Prince Taiping's son."

Mo Qi: "..."

Chu Liuxiang: "Isn't the Ninth Young Master inseparable from you, Daoist Priest? Didn't you have any conflicts?"

Mo Qi: "..."

Things like gossip can make people forget the pain for a short time.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help but began to wonder: "Could it be that Daoist, did you do something to make Master Jiu angry?"

Hu Tiehua also cast a puzzled look at Mo Qi, and even Ji Bingyan glanced at him several times inquiringly.

Mo Qi didn't know how to speak: "..."

To be precise, it's not what he did to make Gong Jiu angry, but what he didn't do to make Gong Jiu angry...

But when you say this, doesn't it sound weird?

Gong Jiu took the initiative to bring a whip into his house, and he couldn't go into details...

For a moment, Mo Qi fell into an embarrassing situation worse than being seriously injured.

Three pairs of gossiping eyes stared at him fieryly, which made him feel that the injury on his back could not be hotter than their eyes.

Mo Qi could only choose to change the subject bluntly: "Hu Tiehua, you were not injured when you were arrested. Did General Li ever tell you why you arrested us?"

Hu Tiehua was a little disappointed not to hear the gossip, but still scratched her head and said, "You really can't blame him. The chaos in Baiyun City is not a matter of a day or two. During this period, ships going to Baiyun City are banned. So He regarded us as the people who lurked in Baiyun City early in the morning and wanted to stir up chaos in Baiyun City..."

Ji Bingyan didn't like this, he pointed at Chu Liuxiang: "What about him? Didn't he report his name with Li Guanghan? Who doesn't know the title of Xiangshuai? Is Chu Liuxiang the kind of person who wants to stir up chaos? "

Chu Liuxiang whispered in embarrassment, "But I... am a thief."

No matter how chivalrous he was in Jianghu, in Li Guanghan's eyes, he was still a thief.

Have you ever seen thieves brought before your eyes, but the government doesn't catch them?

——Probably, but definitely not Li Guanghan.

Ji Bingyan had nothing to say: "... let's do it."

Chu Liuxiang was embarrassed for a while, and suddenly remembered something.He looked back at the little soldier sitting at the opposite table, stood up, and went to Mo Qi's side: "Master Daoist, did you observe Li Guanghan carefully when he appeared?"

Mo Qi shook his head.

Chu Liuxiang lowered her voice so as not to be heard by Xiao Bing: "I suspect...something really happened to him."

The two little soldiers still sat there indifferently.Anyway, everything that was carried by the people in the prison had been searched out. Since they locked this group of people in a cell, they naturally wouldn't be afraid of this group of people getting together and making small talk.

Chu Liuxiang: "When he came out, I took a closer look, and I found... the roots of his hair are not black, but white."

Hu Tiehua also came over and squatted beside Mo Qi's bed: "What do you mean?"

"You suspect that he has white hair, and he dyed the black hair we saw?" Mo Qi asked.

Chu Liuxiang nodded.

Ji Bingyan, who was temporarily abandoned on the bed at the other end of the cell due to her inconvenient movement, withdrew her eyes indifferently, and continued to stare at the Taoist priest's clothes on the opposite wooden table, wondering how to get them.

Mo Qi: "It was said earlier that he was 'detained' by the immortal, but he did not die, but survived."

Chu Liuxiang nodded and said: "It seems that even if he didn't die, he must have paid other prices."

"When General Li showed up today," Mo Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "he looked extremely thin."

Hu Tiehua shook his head and said: "We have never seen Li Guanghan before, and we don't know if he lost weight because he was 'taken away by the immortal'. But his body shape really doesn't look like a general—or a person who practices martial arts. The shape is too thin."

"Since that's the case, it means that he may know some clues about the 'Pengshan Immortal'?" Chu Liuxiang thought thoughtfully, "It would be great if we could ask him."

Hu Tiehua gave Chu Liuxiang a blank look: "It would be nice if we could get out of this ghostly dungeon, let's ask... just save your life first."

He spoke so loudly that he had already reached out to help Chu Liuxiang, who had lost a lot of blood, to sit on the bed. Chu Liuxiang's right arm was wrapped tightly, but blood was gradually oozing from the bandage.

Hu Tiehua's heart felt sour, and after Fu Chu Liuxiang lay down, he clenched his fists and retracted to his corner again.

Because Hu Tiehua was not injured, the Hanguang Army didn't even assign him a bed, so he could only sit on the cold ground.As soon as his butt touched the ground, the coolness spread into his body along the cold stone brick floor, which happened to freeze the sourness in his eyes that couldn't help but want to cry.

As the only one among the four who was not injured, it was hard for Hu Tiehua not to feel guilty.

There was a moment of silence in the cell.

But the silence never lasts long.

Not far from the prison cell came the sound of chaotic footsteps of a group of people walking, and then a group of people