Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Wanmoluo didn't answer, but just let the horse gallop, surrounded by lush woods.

There is a lot of water vapor here, and the humidity is very heavy. After the horse ran for a while, fine water droplets appeared on the body, which was completely different from just now.

In a few breaths, Wan Mo Luo had already run into the depths of the dense forest on horseback. Seeing that he was throwing away the pursuers behind him, he suddenly felt a strange movement in the forest.

A large net came straight from the sky in the direction of Wan Mo Luo.

Wanmoluo looked up and saw the big net. He didn't panic. He just slapped the horse's butt to make it continue running, while he kicked off the saddle and jumped up.

The young man sitting in front of the saddle was startled. He was about to shout loudly, but then he remembered what Wanmoluo said just now——

——Don’t move for a while no matter what happens.

At this time, he could only suppress the panic in his heart, pretending to be calm and sitting on the horse without daring to move.

Wan Mo Luo on the other side used his strength to fly into the air and waved the iron fan in his hand, cutting the overwhelming human trap into countless pieces.

Relying on his own internal strength, he tapped his toes on the leaves, took a few big steps forward, and leisurely landed back on the galloping horse.

This series of movements only appeared in the blink of an eye. Wan Mo Luo landed on the saddle properly, and then drove the horse forward quickly.

The moment she left, several people emerged from the woods behind her.

"Stop chasing. The front is not our territory to guard."

The leader stopped the few people who wanted to continue to pursue them in depth, looked at the back of Wanmoluo who was retreating with stern eyes, and lowered the long bow aimed at the man on horseback.

If someone breaks through the boundaries of Xuanmen and enters, they will be beaten no matter what the reason is. Instead of catching someone and being blamed, it is better to let her in and see if the straw bag inside can catch this person.

Just when the leader thought of the weapon he just saw, he frowned and muttered
"I read that right. That was just now"

Seeing that there was no hidden weapon coming from behind, Wanmoluo knew that the person behind him had given up chasing him.

Some people didn't expect that the first threshold to Xuanmen would be so simple, but now that it was over, she couldn't go back and see what was going on.

This section of the road was surprisingly quiet, and even the young man in front of me felt that something was not normal.

"Is it possible to be so quiet?"

Wanmoluo shook his head. There were no traps in the place they just walked through, and it didn't look like anyone was guarding the woods.

Now that he was free, Wanmoluo was in the mood to pay attention to this young man.

The horse's footsteps kept moving, and while Wan Mo Luo was listening and looking in all directions, he did not forget to talk to the young man:
"What's your name?"

From this morning until now, Wanmoluo has not taken the initiative to ask the name of the young man in front of him, and the young man does not seem to care much about her surname.

"My name is Shuyi."

The young man was silent for a while, and finally said his name.

"My name is Wanmoluo."

After speaking, the two fell silent.

Wanmoluo didn't know how to say anything to warm things up, not to mention that this was not a good time, and Shuyi didn't know what he was thinking, so he remained silent.

Finally, when he reached a wide flat land, Wanmoluo finally saw someone there.

It was a team of more than a dozen guards, who were lazily putting on their armor, chatting and laughing, and were getting ready to set off.

I don't know who saw Wan Mo Luo and exclaimed. Then everyone looked at him and then pulled out the long sword from his waist in a panic.

Although he didn't take action directly, he spoke in a variety of ways:

"What untouchables dare to break into Xuanmen without permission? Do you know that this is the realm of Xuanmen, and those who trespass will die!"

The voice was breathless, and it looked a little funny in the empty forest.

Wanmoluo did not leave. He did not even move while riding on the horse. He just looked at the dozens of people opposite him indifferently.

It's not right, it's very wrong.

Compared with the dedication of the people guarding Xuanmen, these people obviously lacked a bit of vigor.

If people in the rivers and lakes saw an intruder, they should have rushed forward to fight instead of pretending to be here.

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo didn't speak, the people on the opposite side thought she was frightened. They all thought she was a straw bag and breathed a sigh of relief. Their tone became more and more unkind, and they gradually began to approach Wan Mo Luo.

Wanmoluo only waited for a dozen people to come to her, and then she pulled the reins. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves, startling everyone.

Some people who couldn't keep their composure rushed forward first and wanted to cut off Wanmoluo from his horse.

Wanmoluo showed no mercy. When he saw the other party launching an attack, he raised and lowered his hands and slapped them all away.

Looking at the people lying on the ground, the leader was so trembling that he couldn't even stand still. He looked at Wanmoluo with fear in his eyes:

"Young master, spare your life."

Wan Mo Luo knelt down and stared at the man with his dark eyes.

When Wanmoluo mounted his horse again, he already had a map of Xuanmen in his hand.

It's just that this map is not exhaustive, it only outlines a portion for the caretakers of this area.

Wanmoluo walked along a road on the map for a while, and sure enough he saw a place separated by a fence not far away.This should be the junction of each area. Compared with the lack of guarding here, there are obviously people standing guard over there.

Seeing Wanmoluo's figure appear, the guard was confused for a moment, and then realized that it might be an intruder.

Just as he was about to tip off the others, Wan Mo Luo defeated the enemy with one blow.

But the signal flare in his hand was still fired.

Wan Moluo frowned and did not collect a map from the man. It seemed that he was just a soldier.

Then he quickly mounted his horse, found a direction, and galloped away.

Unfortunately, he ran into several guards who came to support him. Perhaps because they were close enough, Wanmoluo took the lead and knocked down these people before they could make any reaction.

"Mara. Sister, look over there."

At this time, Shu Yi's voice sounded in front of Wan Mo Luo. He called Wan Mo Luo sister with some embarrassment, but pointed to a stone tablet not far away.

I saw that the stone tablet was as big as a person, with two big scarlet characters on it - forbidden area.

The meaning of the forbidden area is naturally self-evident. Wan Mo Luo heard another group of people coming from the distance, and after thinking for a moment, he entered the forbidden area with his horse under his belly.

"Is there any danger here?"

Shuyi asked uneasily from the front, but Wanmoluo did not respond to him.

Wan Moluo took a brief look around the forbidden area. From the moment he entered the forbidden area, there were red Manzhu Shahua all around, clusters of them like fireballs growing on the ground.

Other than that, it's no different from the woods outside.

As they went deeper into the restricted area, a faint mist rose inside, and the horse underneath them also gradually slowed down.

Then he staggered a little. Seeing this, Wanmoluo pulled the tree down together.

The horse staggered several times and then fell to the ground.

Wanmoluo stepped forward to check and saw that the horse was out of breath, but its pulse was still very clear.

Just when she was about to get up, she heard a plop behind her, turned around and saw that Shuyi had also fallen down.

"what happened?"

Wanmoluo quickly lifted the tree up. His pupils were a little blurry, but he still told his symptoms:
"Sister, I'm a little dizzy, weak, and light-headed."

His pulse was as normal as that of a horse. Wanmoluo raised his head and glanced at the faint mist around him, understanding that it should be caused by an unknown miasma.

She was afraid that staying here for a long time would be harmful to her health, but she didn't care, but...
Just when Wan Mo Luo was thinking about the next step, he heard the sound of beating leaves through the forest and the wind coming in front of him.

She let go of Shuyi and stood up in a flash. Shuyi had already fallen into a coma and lay down on the grass when she let go.

As soon as Wan Moluo stood up, she felt countless leaves turning into hidden weapons coming towards her. She didn't have time to think about it, and she didn't want to dodge. She took out the iron fan and turned her fingers to make the iron fan dance like a tiger.

The leaves crackled against the iron fan, and then the woods fell into a deathly silence again.

Wanmoluo had already roughly determined the location where the leaves had just struck. After taking a look at Shuyi, who was still unconscious, Wanmoluo decided to go take a look first.

In a few steps, she walked to the place where the leaves were broken, which seemed to be a hidden cave.

Wan Moluo lifted up the vines on the cave and revealed the entrance. However, before he could see the appearance of the people inside clearly, a few more leaves flew out in an instant like sharp hidden weapons.

The attack just now made Wanmoluo feel prepared. He didn't panic at all and slowly blocked all the leaves with his iron fan.

Just when she was about to take back her hand, a pair of dry, thin and muddy hands grasped Wanmoluo's wrist.

The wrist holding the iron fan.

Wan Moluo reacted very quickly, and instantly held his hands behind his back, looking at the owner of those hands with burning eyes.

It was a middle-aged woman, but she looked really embarrassed.

There were several extremely ugly scars on his face, which made his whole person look extremely distorted.

The color of the clothes on her body could no longer be seen clearly, as they were all soaked in mud and turned gray.

Her hair was messy with dried mud and dead leaves, and her legs were unnaturally twisted.

It was obvious that this man's legs were disabled, and it must have taken a lot of effort to stay alive here.

"How come you have my Xuan Sect treasure, the Xuan Iron Fan?!"

The man's voice was hoarse, and it was obvious that he had not spoken for a long time.

"Who are you, Your Excellency, and why do you want to sneak attack on me?"

Wanmoluo was not in a hurry to answer the other party's questions, he just sneered and asked his own questions.

The man was silent for a moment and said as if talking to himself:
"You are not the person she sent to kill me. It is absolutely impossible for them to have the Black Iron Fan."

Having said this, the woman raised her eyes. Her eyes were already a little cloudy, but she looked at Wanmoluo with a stubborn and firm look and said:

"I am the former sect master of Xuanmen - Chen Ranfu."