The fat man, puzzled, scratched his head and asked, "Madam, why don't I understand?"
Mo Qingcheng glanced at her indifferently: "Don't understand? That's right..."
Fatty: "..."
Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but rub her forehead. Leading the dazed fat man, she followed the carriage tracks, her heart growing colder with each step. The carriage had vanished into thin air—what happened?
The fat man's eyes widened in disbelief: "Madam, there are no traces left. Don't tell me they've been kidnapped..."
"Congratulations, you got it right..." Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes briefly, then opened them again, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes.
Damn it, time and time again, I can't even have a few days of peaceful rural life. Since that's the case, don't blame this instructor for being impolite...
"Fatty, you go back first, don't wait for me." Mo Qingcheng gave the order and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Fatty: "..."
"Madam, I'm so sorry, I'm incompetent... no, Madam, she..." The fat man, realizing something, broke out in a cold sweat and ran away in a flash...
Thirty miles away, nestled in a bamboo grove, in a thatched hut, Bai Yueniang and One-Eyed Dragon were bound hand and foot and thrown to the ground, unconscious. Beside them, a young boy clenched his teeth, unable to move due to pressure point techniques.
A dark shadow flashed, and Hei Yi landed gracefully: "Young Master, you'd better tell me where Madam's jade token is, otherwise..." Don't worry about me, I won't be polite.
Shangguan Yichen's cold eyes were full of contempt: "Is that all you've got?"
"You...you little bastard, calling you 'young master' is giving you face. Don't be so shameless. Talk or not?" Hei lost his patience in an instant. What kind of old bastard is he to be so biased?
Young Yichen turned his face away, saying, "If you're so capable, then kill me."
You… Hei Yi shook the long sword in his hand and thrust it straight at Shangguan Yichen's throat. The young boy remained unmoved. At worst, he would be a hero again in eighteen years. What was there to be afraid of?
I'm just a little sorry... Mother...
At the critical moment, a long sword suddenly slashed out from the side, and it was Bai Yi who had been tricked.
"Young Master, I'm late." Bai Yi was filled with regret. Hei Yi was cunning and treacherous. Half an hour ago, he was held back and watched helplessly as his young master was taken away by Hei Yi.
Fortunately... the poison powder given by the madam saved a lot of trouble; otherwise, if the young master had been in trouble, I wouldn't have needed to go back...
Hei Yi frowned: "You're asking for death!"
In an instant, two figures, one white and one black, clashed and fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.
Shangguan Yichen gazed out the window, wondering why his mother hadn't come yet. He didn't realize that the young boy had already become dependent on Mo Qingcheng, but he was too proud to admit it...
Mo Qingcheng arrived and saw Bai Yi covered in injuries, being overpowered by Hei Yi. A bewitching red light flashed in her cold eyes: "Bai Yi, step back."
"Yes, Madam!" Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief; Madam had finally arrived.
Hei Yi hesitated for a moment, then turned his longsword and aimed it straight at Mo Qingcheng's chest.
"Mother, be careful!" Shangguan Yichen's heart was in his throat. He was uncertain. Hei Yi was very powerful. Even Bai Yi was no match for him. Would his mother be in danger?
The young boy stared intently at Hei Yi, but his cool demeanor lasted only three seconds before his mother flung out several silver needles and held something special in her hand, aiming it at Hei Yi.
A white figure flashed, the ropes binding him snapped, and Shangguan Yichen shoved Bai Yi aside: "You're blocking my way..."
Bai was dumbfounded. What was going on? What had he done wrong? The lady had sent him to rescue people... Was this world some kind of fantasy?
"Thump!" Hei Yi fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death, and vanished from the spot in the next second...
"Little witch, don't just throw all sorts of trash in here, okay? I'm not a junk collector." Farmer was furious and really wanted to kick Blackie to death.
Mo Qingcheng turned around, took out a small medicine bottle, and waved it under Bai Yueniang and the one-eyed dragon's noses. A faint scent wafted into their nostrils, and Bai Yueniang let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes.
"Sister Mo...you're finally here, sob sob..."
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