Chu Mochen knew what the medicine in his hand was. It was a poison that would make one feel weak all over after drinking it.
After he drank it, he could no longer resist.
But if he didn't drink, and Guo Zixiang went crazy and gave the order, the dagger against Liu Zhaoyuan's back would pierce him.
He couldn't gamble with Liu Zhaoyuan's life.
"Let him go." Chu Mochen raised his head and drank the potion decisively.
Originally, Guo Zixiang wanted Zhu Yunxi. Seeing this, he made a gesture, and the person behind Liu Zhaoyuan let go of him, pushed him, and left quickly.
Liu Zhaoyuan quickly took the cloth ball out of his mouth with his hands free. He did not shout for help, but ran towards the Yuncheng government office in tattered clothes and disheveled hair.
He had to have the gates of Yuncheng sealed! This was the only way to stop Guo Zixiang from taking people away!
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Liu Wuyou and Chu Lingyu continued to ride at full speed towards Yuncheng without stopping along the way.
But just as they were about to reach Yuncheng, Liu Wuyou suddenly stopped.
"You go to the Yuncheng government office to look for my father, and I'll go find Chu Mochen. My father's safety is in your hands!"
"Huh? What's going on? Hello?! Where are you going?!"
Chu Lingyu watched helplessly as Liu Wuyou left in a different direction after saying such a nonsensical sentence with a bewildered look on his face.
What is this?
How did she know that these two were no longer together? And how did she even know where they were?
It’s amazing!
Isn't this woman just a ruthless, vicious woman, but also a formidable fortune teller? No wonder she's got Brother Chu so hooked! She must have cast some kind of spell on him!
Although there were some strange thoughts in his mind, Chu Lingyu still rode his horse obediently towards Yuncheng.
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Liu Wuyou was naturally not a fortune teller. She just suddenly received the message from Chu Mochen through the spiritual contract.
Chu Mochen had concealed the situation from Liu Wuyou before because he was still unsure about the situation in Yuncheng and did not want to put her in danger. Later, when he met Liu Zhaoyuan and discovered Guo Zixiang's plan, he did not want her to teleport directly to him on impulse.
He had discussed with her the conditions for teleportation before. Now that Bai Ling had not yet awakened, he naturally did not want her to pay such a high price.
The situation is different now.
Liu Zhaoyuan was already safe, but he was temporarily controlled and unable to fight back. Liu Wuyou had also reached the outskirts of Yuncheng.
This is the best time for Liu Wuyou to come to him.
Chu Mochen had calculated everything very well. He believed that Liu Wuyou could rescue him and that both of them could escape unscathed.
only.
What he didn't expect was that what he thought was a trap targeting him was actually just a part of another trap.
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When the distance is appropriate, Liu Wuyou can locate Chu Mochen's position by pouring his soul power into it. Although he cannot accurately determine where the other person is, he can determine the direction.
However, this requires a lot of soul power, so it is not feasible at long distances.
Liu Wuyou followed Chu Mochen with the guidance of the spiritual contract.
A quarter of an hour later, she saw the carriage convoy where Chu Mochen was.
There were not many people in the team, including Guo Zixiang in the carriage and the coachman, there were eight people in total.
Chu Mochen knew all about these people's skills. They were the prince's men, and they were also the people he had led before.
So Liu Wuyou is now in the dark and knows these people very well.
As long as she could remove the poison from Chu Mochen's body, it would be easy for the two of them to leave safely, so she did not alert the enemy and attack head-on, but pretended to be a passerby and asked for directions.
These people didn't know Liu Wuyou. She had come out in a hurry and was still wearing her usual clothes. Even though she was riding a fast horse, she looked like a pretty girl.
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