Heritage foundry

Chapter 79 Xueni - Ying Yang
The god of death spread its pitch-black wings, smiled ferociously, and waited for Zhou Mo to fall into his embrace.

Under the light of the dead knife Dalong, Zhou Mo had no power to resist. He twisted and evaded at the limit, but he couldn't avoid the light of the knife that followed him like a shadow.

A few breaths ago, on the avenue outside the woods, Death Knife Dalong leaped down from the mountain bear and chased into the forest, trying to kill Zhou Mo, but he didn't notice that at the corner of the road, a convoy of motorcades was coming in a hurry .

The carriage pulled by three snow-capped wild bears was the first to run, followed closely by a group of mithril knights riding mountain bears, and behind them hung a flat carriage covered with sea-blue oilcloth, which was Rui Wen-Na The one that Long brought with him on the day he went to Yingyang Grand Duke's Manor.

In the carriage in front, sat a young girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in snow-colored brocade, as youthful and beautiful as a deep valley. The girl had sky-blue eyes and long brown hair. At this moment, her eyes were full of Worries and worries, in the blink of an eye, are like the eyes of a deer drinking water by a mountain stream.

A mountain storm bear waiting in the middle of the road, this is the standard mount of the Mithril Knight of the small and medium-sized leader of Ying Yang.

Around the mountain storm bear, there were four corpses, all dressed in different clothes, their history was not obvious, but from the side of the forest, it seemed that these four people had accomplices, and they were chased into the woods by the mountain storm bear's owner.

The coachman stopped the carriage and turned to ask inside the carriage.

The door of the carriage opened, and Xue Ni-Yingyang stepped out of the carriage wearing a snow satin cloak, and her figure flashed into the woods. The cyan light of the body lit up, and the whole person floated lightly towards the woods with Xue Ni Yingyang.

Xueni-Yingyang, who arrived quickly, just happened to see the scene where the dead knife light had already surrounded Zhou Mo's neck, and Xueni-Yingyang was very impressed with Zhou Mo's attire. It was the standard cloak of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Before she had time to think about it, Xueni Yingyang turned her head and looked back.

As soon as the coachman saw Xueni Yingyang's turning back, he knew Miss Sun's intentions. The blue light between his eyebrows was shining brightly, and he waved violently at the dead knife Dalong.

A gust of wind was rolled up out of thin air, and it turned into a long cyan whip when the driver waved his hands. At a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, it blocked the light of the dead knife Dalong on the line of life and death, and then moved forward in a circle. Dao Dalong was bound into rice dumplings by the long blue whip.

At this time, Dead Knife Dallon discovered the two of Xue Ni, and looked over coldly with his falcon-like eyes. There is a bit of bitterness, and there is also a hint of tenderness hidden in it.

Zhou Mo was thinking that he was about to die, and even saw the grinning grin of the God of Death, but suddenly realized that the death knife Dalong who was about to take his head was bound tightly by a blue long whip that appeared out of nowhere in the blink of an eye , Congealing into form, this is the means of magically guiding life in the mysterious state.

Shaking his head, Zhou Mo finally realized that he had once again escaped from the brink of death. When he turned his head and looked back, he saw a beautiful and pure girl looking at him in confusion. Zhou Mo was suddenly in a good mood, and actually lay down on the ground, laughing loudly.

"Hahaha, haha, life and death are determined by God, Dalong the dead knife, I, Zhou Mo, have not yet reached the time of death, but your death is not far away, hahaha!"

Xue Ni looked at Zhou Mo who was lying on the ground, looking up to the sky and smiling, her deer-like innocent eyes became more and more confused, and she looked pitifully at the driver standing behind him.

The driver frowned when Zhou Mo mentioned the name Death Knife Dalong, and then looked at the Death Knife Dalong who was restrained by him, and found that it turned out to be a familiar face he had seen in Yingyang Grand Duke's manor. And when it seemed that the relationship with the two sons was not bad, the driver's brows furrowed even deeper.

Looking at Zhou Mo, he glanced at the military intelligence bureau's cloak behind Zhou Mo, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhou Mo had just brushed shoulders with death, and at this moment he was so sensitive to the killing intent, Zhou Mo suddenly sensed the murderous intent of the coachman, and his long laughter stopped immediately.

Standing up, with a playful smile in his black eyes, he looked behind the young and beautiful girl like a green lotus in a deep pool, a middle-aged man dressed as a driver.

Loyal and loyal elder who protected the girl when she grew up; a confidant retainer who entered the inner circle of Grand Duke Yingyang's mansion; at least a mysterious magical life.

The three messages passed through Zhou Mo's mind, and Zhou Mo said:

"Is this the Lord from Yingyang Grand Duke's Mansion? In the next week, Mo, a top-secret agent from the Yingyang City Military Intelligence Bureau, and his colleagues surrounded and killed the Snakeyuan traitor, one of the culprits in the 57th Baron case, the dead knife Dalong. Unexpectedly, the strength of this officer Gao Jue, with superb swordsmanship, killed the four gold beings on the spot, if not for the rescue of the two of you, I would have almost lost my life."

"Zhou Mo thanked you here, and I will definitely report to the minister some other day, and let the minister personally thank the two for their righteous actions and capture the deadly knife Dalong!"

Zhou Mo didn't mention the connection between Dead Knife Dalong and Grand Duke Yingyang's Mansion at all, and he turned a blind eye to the teaching and guidance clothes of Grand Duke Yingyang Mansion that Dead Knife Dalong was wearing at this time. He just said that he was grateful to Grand Duke Yingyang's mansion for helping to catch the thief.

The murderous intent in the coachman's eyes faded, his right hand trembled slightly, and the clothes of the Grand Duke's Mansion of Yingyang worn by Dalong the Death Knife turned into flying ash and dissipated.

At this time, the coachman took a step forward, stopped Xue Ni Yingyang, and said:
"It turned out to be the lord of the Military Intelligence Bureau. I am the coachman of Miss Xue Ni from the Grand Duke Yingyang's Mansion. It is the duty of the Grand Duke Yingyang to help the Military Intelligence Bureau handle the case. It should be taken for granted. Why should you thank me?"

Zhou Mo hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said:

"I can't afford the honor of my lord. If my lord hadn't acted in time, I would have died under the knife. I dare not forget my great kindness."

The two said a word each, and decided the nature of the matter. Dead Knife Dalong had nothing to do with Grand Duke Yingyang's mansion. Instead, Grand Duke Yingyang's mansion happened to encounter the Military Intelligence Bureau to handle the case. Reach out.

Xue Ni-Yingyang stood behind the worshiping grandfather who had been protecting him all the time, a slight suspicion appeared in her deer-like innocent eyes, she seemed to have seen the person who was restrained by the worshiping grandfather more than once around her father and second uncle, But at this time, the enshrined grandfather seemed to be unfamiliar.

Just when I was about to ask about Grandfather, I heard the rescued MIB agent say:

"Miss Xue Ni came back from the kingdom of the sea, is it for the duel in the arena the day after tomorrow?"

The girl was worried about the conflict between her best friend, big sister and her father, and instantly dispelled the small doubts. She tugged on the hem of her grandfather's clothes with her little hand, and the driver stepped aside, revealing the figure of Xueni Yingyang.

"You know about this? Then do you know what's going on? Why did my father conflict with Princess Ruiwen's sister?"

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