"You two go ahead. I've been searching for a long time. Now I've completed my mission. Now it's your turn!"

Su Mo and Jing Yi exchanged glances and walked forward from behind Wei Ting.

Wei Ting thought that the two of them were going to go in, but unexpectedly, when they passed by him from the left and right, they suddenly reached out and held him.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Let me go!"

Wei Ting struggled.

Struggling is in vain.

Su Mo and Jing Yi took him to a brothel.

There are many martial arts sects in Qianshan Island, and the style of the brothels also has a bit of a martial arts atmosphere. There are few women performing arts such as playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but there are many who wield swords and guns.

The monthly "martial arts competition to win a bride" is taking place on the stage. It's called a bride-hunting competition, but in reality it's a competition for the qualification to spend a night alone with the courtesan.

The scene was very lively, with people crowding around the ring in the center of the hall.

"Hey, who is this hero?"

A young and beautiful woman raised her handkerchief and stretched out her hand to Su Mo with a charming smile.

Wei Ting, the scheming man, changed his appearance before going out. His ordinary face was not as eye-catching as Su Mo and Jing Yi.

Su Mo used the hilt of the sword to block her hand, and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

The woman withdrew her hand exaggeratedly: "Oh, I'm so scared!"

"Be careful not to get caught." Wei Ting reminded in a low voice.

Su Mo frowned and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Then, what should we do?"

Wei Ting: “Touch it.”

Su Mo said: "You are looking for death!"

Wei Ting stepped aside and pushed Jing Yi to the front, nodding and bowing immediately: "Master, Master, this brothel is really big. It's really an eye-opener for me to be able to come here!"

He originally had a good figure, and although his face was a little ordinary, there were still girls who liked him.

But when they heard that he was a servant, the girls immediately ignored him.

Someone also made a dirty move towards Jing Yi.

Jing Baobao was stiff all over! He wanted to stab Wei Ting! Seeing that Su Mo and Jing Yi remained indifferent, a woman couldn't help but laugh and said, "You two gentlemen don't like us sisters, are you here to find the oiran sister?"

"No……"

Su Mo had just said one word when Wei Ting pinched him.

Wei Ting said: "Of course! How can you, a vulgar woman like you, catch the eye of my master?"

"snort!"

The woman rolled her eyes and walked away.

Another woman waved the peach blossom fan in her hand and said with a smile: "The Oiran sister is not so easy to receive customers. For six consecutive months, no one can beat the Oiran sister."

The others also smiled and looked at them, their eyes clearly saying that here came a few more people who overestimated their abilities.

They left.

Wei Ting said to Su Mo and Jing Yi, "You wait here for the courtesan. I'll go find someone."

Jing Yi asked: "Why don't we go find it?"

Wei Ting whispered, "I am a servant, you are the masters, and you looked like you were not interested in women just now. You have been spotted by the brothel, don't look back!"

Jing Yi resisted the urge to turn around and look.

However, after Wei Ting's reminder, he did feel that he was being monitored in the dark.

Wei Ting leaned close to his ear and said, "Why are you worrying so much? Su Mo is the eldest son, and he will go first. How can he not beat the courtesan?"

Jing Baobao nodded and patted Su Mo's shoulder seriously.

Su Mo: “…”

Wei Ting looked in the direction where the girls had just left, and said with a big smile: "Sisters, I'm here!"

The thugs who were secretly monitoring were speechless and continued to stare at Su Mo and Jing Yi. -In the dim dungeon, the saint lay dying on the cold floor.

The woman in green squatted down and looked at her: "What? You still don't want to be my puppet? You only have half of your power left. If you don't agree, I will suck the rest and throw you out to feed the dogs!"

From next door came the barking of hounds.

The woman in green raised the saint's chin and said, "Did you hear that? They are hungry."

The saint's eyes were stubborn, without a trace of surrender.

The woman in green was quite surprised: "Tsk tsk, a puppet can actually show such an expression. It's really interesting. A walking corpse has given birth to its own thoughts. Ah, I'm reluctant to feed you to the dogs. Wait for me to cut open your body and see what's the difference between you and other puppets."

The woman in green said coldly: "I'm going to ask you one last time, do you agree?"

The saint rejected her with her eyes.

The woman in green slapped the Saint on the head: "What a pity..."

…

"Oiran sister! The time has come!"

A maid's voice came from outside the dungeon.

The woman in green threw the saint to the ground like a lifeless sack.

She looked down at the saint, took out a clean handkerchief, wiped her hands, and walked out indifferently.

A quarter of an hour later.

The two guards guarding the dungeon smelled a strange fragrance, their eyes turned black, and they fainted.

Wei Ting walked over.

Some hounds next door began to bark wildly.

Wei Ting's powder ran out, and the hound was locked in an iron cage again, with an additional iron cage covering it.

Killing is also time-consuming.

He quickly took the key from one of them, opened the door of the dungeon, and came before the saint.

Wei Ting pushed aside the hair that was covering her entire face and confirmed that it was the saint.

He quickly carried the saint on his back and out of the dungeon.

With guards chasing after him, he could not go to meet up with Su Mo and Jing Yi, so he could only escape from the brothel carrying the saint on his back.

Not long after he escaped, he was blocked by a master.

This person is... a puppet! Considering that he took the Saint away, this puppet must have chased him from the brothel.

But why would a brothel have puppets? According to the current situation, apart from the Baihua Palace, only the City Lord's Mansion has puppets.

It can't be Xiahou Qing——

The owner behind this brothel is Xiahou Yi! The Saint's condition was very bad. She vomited blood after being bumped on Wei Ting's back.

In order to prevent the saint's injuries from getting worse, Wei Ting could only put the saint aside for the time being.

This puppet is very tricky.

Fortunately, he has mastered many of Mr. Qiu’s unique skills...well, the unique skills of the major sects on the island.

However, just when Wei Ting finally defeated his opponent, the saint in the corner disappeared!

Another puppet carried the saint on his back and shuttled through the dark night, running wildly towards the brothel.

Suddenly, an arrow shot from the air, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and pierced through his thigh!

The puppet lost its balance and fell onto the roof with a thud, and the saint on its back flew out due to inertia.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a slender and agile figure leaped into the air and caught the saint.

Su Xiaoxiao held the saint girl and landed steadily on the ground, and first fed her a pill of medicine.

The saint opened her eyes and looked at her blankly.

"Who hurt you like this?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

The saint lowered her head and said nothing.

Seeing that she refused to speak, Su Xiaoxiao did not continue to question her. She carried her on her back and tied her up tightly with a rope.

At this time, more and more puppets caught up, and the roads in front and behind were blocked.

The Saint Girl lay on Su Xiaoxiao's back and said weakly, "Escape, no, get out."

What she wanted to say was, take her with you, you can't escape.

Su Xiaoxiao clenched the golden bow in her hand: "If you can't escape, then break out!"

The Saint murmured, "I have no internal strength. I am a useless puppet."

Useless puppets should be discarded by their masters.

Su Xiaoxiao jumped up, drew the golden bow in her hand, and aimed at the puppet that was coming towards her: "From today on, you are Cheng Xin! Not a puppet——"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! The arrow flew out from the bow!

(End of this chapter)