It’s not that Mo Wen can’t tolerate people who disagree with him, otherwise, people like Master Chengguan wouldn’t be alive today. Mo Wen wants these people to live, he wants them to see that he has transcended the cycle of life and death, and he is the only one who can manipulate the whole world in his palm.
Cheng Ming is still an obedient person, but in Mo Wen's eyes, he must die, because Mo Wen must give an explanation to Jingshi and Bodhi Temple. Secondly, Cheng Ming not only injured his throat this time, but also injured his dantian. Even if he recovers, his martial arts can never be restored. He is like a useless person. Instead of spending a lot of effort to cure this person, it is better to give up directly and send another person to come. Suzaku, there is nothing more angry than being bitten by an obedient dog he raised himself. This shows that he is incompetent.
"Someone come here," Mo Wen said after standing in the corridor and watching the falling snow for a while.
The monk attendant who was waiting in the courtyard hurriedly walked into the corridor.
"Go to Chiyang South City and Chiyang North City and pass the order," Mo Wendao said, "If the soldiers from the north and south camps outside the city reach the city, no matter what tokens they hold in their hands, they will not be allowed to enter the city."
The attending monk replied "yes" and hurried out of the courtyard.
Jing Mo stood in an alley not far from the White Horse Temple. He waved to his men wearing the uniforms of the Suzaku Imperial Guards and said, "I understand."
The guard took off his military uniform and threw it into the depths of the alley, whispering to Jing Mo, "Master, will the monks from the White Horse Temple really go and capture the Fourth Prince and Concubine Jiang?"
Jing Mo leaned against the brick wall, looked sideways at the street at the alley entrance, and said, "We'll know after a while."
Not long after, a monk rode past the alley on horseback.
Jing Mo ran to the alley entrance, looked at the direction the monk was riding his horse, and asked the guard behind him, "How is your archery skill?"
The guard was stunned, then shook his head. Although he was a master with sword, he was a little bit lacking in bow and arrow.
Seeing the guard shaking his head, Jing Mo stopped talking, took out a crossbow from his waist, mounted the crossbow with skillful movements, and shot an arrow at the monk who was riding his horse towards the imperial palace.
The monk heard a strange sound of wind behind him and quickly dodged to the side.
Jing Mo fired two more arrows in succession, and the last crossbow arrow grazed the monk's shoulder.
The guard drew his sword and went to meet the monk.
"No need," Jing Mo put down his crossbow and whispered, "He is the monk attendant beside Mo Wen. You are no match for him."
The monk attendant who was ordered to go to the imperial palace to deliver a message turned his horse's head and immediately saw Jing Mo standing at the entrance of the alley.
Jing Mo looked at the attendant monk and said, "Master, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?"
The attendant monk asked angrily, "You want to kill me?"
Jing Mo said: "I want to kill you."
The attendant monk rode his horse towards Jingmo.
Jing Mo half raised his hand to stop the guard who was about to protect him, and watched the attendant monk riding his horse towards him.
The guard shouted anxiously, "Master, be careful!"
When the attendant monk came close to Jing Mo, he calmed down. The one in front of him was the Great Emperor Zhuri. Without the order from the abbot, he could not touch this emperor.
Jing Mo smiled softly and said, "Master, why are you looking at me like that? Do you have something to tell me?"
At this time, the attendant monk felt numbness on the part of his shoulder where the crossbow arrow had scratched him. Realizing that something was wrong, the attendant monk lowered his head to look at his wound, only to see that it had turned dark black.
Jing Mo dropped the hand that was holding the guard back.
"You!" The attendant monk raised his hand to point at Xue to seal the poison, and looked at Jing Mo angrily: "You actually..."
"So despicable?" Jing Mo finished what the attendant monk wanted to say.
The guard jumped up, not giving the attendant monk time to seal the poison with a sword, and stabbed the attendant monk in the heart.
The attendant monk was a little slower in his movements and protected his chest, which was a vital point, but he was still knocked off his horse by the guard's backhand sword.
Jing Mo took a step forward and stepped on the attendant monk's throat.
The attendant monk was now so poisoned that he could not raise any energy.
The guard didn't want Jing Mo to get his feet stained with blood. He stabbed the attendant monk with a sword, severing his heart meridian.
Jing Mo, along with his guards, dragged the body of the attendant monk and led the monk's horse back to the alley.
The guard tied the horse to a stone in the alley, ran to the entrance of the alley, and covered the blood with snow.
After the guards covered up the bloodstains, Jing Mo and I stood in the alley and waited for about half an incense stick of time. A large number of monk soldiers ran past the alley.
The guard said excitedly: "They really went there."
Jing Mo smiled and said nothing. Li Luomo asked if he must be captured. If this man is alive, how can the Dragon Concubine's son secure the throne of the Suzaku Emperor?
The guard waited until the large group of monks had passed by before asking Jing Mo, "Master, should we go back to the inn and wait for news?"
Jing Mo hung the crossbow on his waist again and whispered, "Wait a moment, let me see where Mo Wen will focus when the whole city is on fire."
The guard nodded.
Jing Mo turned his head to look at the alley and saw that the body of the attendant monk was covered with a thin layer of snow.
At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao and the boss and his gang were standing on the street in Chiyang City, looking in all four directions.
The eldest boss said, "Princess, where are we going?"
A soldier guarding the street approached the group and shouted, "Who are you?"
The boss glanced at him and said, "Can't people stand on the street?"
The soldier was a captain. He looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and her group and said, "The market is closed. What are you still doing standing on the street?"
The eldest boss said, "You close your market, but we don't do business. Did your king issue an order that no one is allowed to stand on the street?"
The captain asked, "Where are you from?"
The boss said in a very annoying way: "Is it your business?"
Judging from the appearance of Yu Xiaoxiao and his gang, it is hard to believe that they are the best of the best. When the captain heard what the boss said, he got angry, drew his sword and shouted, "How dare you!" In the captain's opinion, these people were at most merchants from some country, not the kind of people who do big business.
At this time, Fuchang's brothers surrounded Yu Xiaoxiao and her gang.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the knife in Fuzhang's hand and said, "What's going on? Are you planning to take action?"
The husband said, "Tell me your name!"
The eldest boss whispered to Yu Xiao: "The prince consort hasn't brought his troops into the city yet? Are we going to take action first?"
After hearing what the boss said, Yu Xiaoxiao said to the husband, "I don't want to fight now, you guys should leave now."
To Her Royal Highness the Princess, this was already a very tactful way of asking people to go away, but to her husband's ears, this person was just trying to stir up trouble.
"How dare you!" the lady shouted, and swung her knife at Yu Xiaoxiao.
The boss stood by and picked his nose. He had never seen anyone who was so suicidal.
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