Chapter 410

"Young master!"

"Miss!"

Zhuang Dingzhong, who surrounded Mo Jiao and others, suddenly separated a channel, but both sides of the channel were all kinds of "weapons".

There are hoes, shovels, harrows and ordinary wooden sticks. Li Luoyang even saw a rolling pin. Did even the master who was making breakfast go to battle? Suddenly, Li Luoyang felt that his guilt was a little deep. Now everyone didn't have breakfast for a while. He was happy.

Mo Fu and others rushed to Li Luoyang and Mo Jiao through the channel, of which Xiao Si'er described it as the most obscene and hopeless. Mo Fu and others learned what it means to "ignore life and death" in their training over the years. Xiao Si'er was almost, and there was no way to compare his bearing, but at least he was brave enough to cross the channel.

In fact, there are still great risks. If you don't pay attention, you may be surrounded and beaten. Although those weapons are not professional enough, if they fall on you, I'm afraid the damage will be worse than weapons. Think about the hoe, you can dig a piece of belt meat and bone at once. The rake falls on your body is seven or eight blood holes. As for the shovel, it's no different from beheading.

In this way, they came bravely, one by one, as if they were heroes.

But Mo Jiao was not happy. Isn't it? If you stay in the periphery, everyone will have a response. Now, as long as they pile grass crenels around, a fire fold can directly cremate people, and even the skill of destroying corpses can be saved. Even if the government investigates in the future, a reason of "dry nature and dry things" can be prevaricated.

"Your people are all together. Now we can talk about it. What's your identity?" Wang Dahu's face is a little sad. Especially when he just saw the behavior of Mo Fu and others, I don't know if he has a lot of feelings. After all, not everyone can cultivate such a willing hand.

"Please wait a moment, villa leader Wang." Li Luoyang stopped Mo Jiao who was about to speak, arched his hand to Wang Dahu, and motioned Mo Fu with his eyes to knock Feng Mo out. Although Mo Fu did not understand the role of Li Luoyang's move, at the critical moment, Mo Fu still chose to trust Li Luoyang.

Feng Mo is really wronged.

As one of the twelve saints of Manichaeism, Feng Mo's posture and appearance can definitely rank the top three, but she can't do her martial arts. She has almost no strength to bind chickens. Because apart from his appearance and the identity of a saint, Feng Mo has no advantages in Manichaeism. In order not to be rewarded as a plaything to those who have made meritorious contributions to Manichaeism in the future, Feng Mo decided to take a risk and took a task of persuading people to join the church. Originally, he thought he could be caught, but he didn't expect that Wang Dahu was a guy who didn't enter oil and salt. Not only beauty was useless to him, And there is a deep dislike of Manichaeism.

As a result, Feng Mocai had just revealed his identity, and two followers who knew a little about martial arts were rushed up by Wang Dahu's men and cut into meat sauce. Then Feng Mo became a prisoner himself. If Wang Dahu didn't want to get more information from her, maybe she would go with two followers now.

The appearance of Li Luoyang and Mo Jiao made Feng Mo think he had met a savior. Unfortunately, her fate disappointed her again. If the occasion was not wrong, Feng Mo might want to look up to the sky and sigh: Heaven is jealous of beauty.

What's more tragic is that Feng Mo Mingming has found the "flirting" between Li Luoyang and Mo Fu, but she has no chance to stop it. She thinks she can tease the faces of men all over the world. At this time, Mo Fu's hands rise and fall, and Feng Mo was stunned without even having a chance to "um".

"Well, now we can talk about it. Villa leader Wang, do you know the six doors?"

"Six doors? Are you from the imperial court?" Wang Dahu's face changed slightly and said, "what can you prove? I think you are manichaeists. Killing you is killing the people!"

"In fact, I'm curious. Villa leader Wang, how do you think Manichaeism is bad? I think Feng Mo looks very beautiful!"

"Bah!"

For Li Luoyang's judgment, Wang Dahu gave a straightforward response - a mouthful of thick phlegm!

"A beautiful woman is a curse! Especially this kind of woman almost turned our father and son against each other. If you don't want to inquire, in short, such a woman deserves to die!"

"There's a story!" Li Luoyang glanced at Mo Jiao leisurely. Seeing that Mo Jiao didn't object to letting him preside over the overall situation, he shook his head and then said, "villa leader Wang, we're chasing this group of Manichaeism scum this time. Unexpectedly, villa leader Wang has made such great achievements. With this Manichaeism witch, the imperial court will certainly reward villa leader Wang at that time."

Li Luoyang is still trying to confuse Wang Dahu. Although his words were not a lie, they were not all true. At least they didn't know that the forces of Manichaeism had penetrated into such a distant place before they entered the cell. It seems that the work of encircling and suppressing Manichaeism really has a long way to go.

Thinking that Manichaeism is not easy to engage in, Li Luoyang couldn't help thinking of Zhou Xiangong, a man who used a reluctant defeat to cover up his shift of focus of work. He didn't know whether he had succeeded in the south?

But now it seems that there should be no formal work, otherwise there would be no Feng Mo?

"I don't believe that. Give me that witch first. I'm still useful!" Wang Dahu thought and didn't relax his siege of Li Luoyang and others. After all, it's just one side of Li Luoyang's words. Besides, Wang Dahu didn't pay attention to the rewards of the imperial court.

"Come on, villa leader Wang, we have a waist token here. Would you like to take it over and have a look?"

At this juncture, Li Luoyang doesn't want to have a direct conflict with Wang Dahu. In order to achieve this goal, he can't even expose Mo Jiao's identity. After all, not everyone in Li Luoyang can be a hundred. Even people like Xiao Si'er can't even fight one against ten. Li Luoyang must consider the safety of these people.

"Go and get it!"

When Li Luoyang took Mo Jiao's waist token in his hand and shook it, the silver brilliance really made Wang Dahu feel empty.

No matter how arrogant he was in the local area, and even dared to resist the local yamen, Wang Dahu was still a little nervous in the face of the legendary six doors.

It can be seen that the six doors are notorious. Even these remote places can scare people.

Mo Jiao's waist token must be true. What Li Luoyang is really worried about is whether Wang Dahua knows the waist token? If Wang Dahu denies the waist token and takes it as his own thing after he gets it, the seriousness of such a consequence is comparable to that of future policemen who lost their guns in the vegetable market.

"Villa leader Wang, can you see clearly? Our party is not acting privately, but a joint action of several teams. If we disappear in your villa, you should understand the consequences."