The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

Chapter 239 You Underestimate Me

Speaking of which, Xia Yanxiang also sought Liu Ying's opinion for this expedition and brought Xia Zhiyang along as well.

In this way, not only will there be one more person to help in the Northwest Expedition, but as long as Xia Zhiyang makes contributions on the battlefield this time, matters for Xia Qianxiang and Mo Xuan will not be too difficult to deal with in the future.

"Brother." Xia Zhiyang had never learned martial arts, but when Xia Yanxiang asked him, he was very happy to do so, even eager to do so. On the way here, he had been looking for time to learn martial arts.

"How is it? Are you adapting?" It was Xia Zhiyang's first time to travel far away, and Xia Zhibai was a little worried that he would not be able to adapt.

Xia Zhiyang smiled: "Brother, I'm not that weak!"

"That's right! After all, he is my brother, Xia Zhibai!" Xia Zhibai laughed and patted Xia Zhiyang on the shoulder. "If you have any concerns, just tell me, big brother!"

"I understand, brother. I won't be polite with you!" Xia Zhiyang also smiled heartily.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and a cool breeze blew in the hot summer day.

The soldiers were exhausted after traveling for more than ten days, so Xia Zhibai ordered them to set up camp and rest for two days before continuing on their journey.

Mo Yuchen was just about to take a rest when he suddenly discovered that the purse on his body was missing. It was the one given to him by Xia Yanxiang.

Mo Yuchen was wearing armor and had hidden the purse inside his clothes. He felt around but couldn't find it, so he stood up.

Yizhu, who was sleeping against Mo Yuchen, lost his support and fell to the ground. He was dazed and a little confused: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Mo Yuchen touched his whole body again: "My purse is missing?"

"?" A purse? So anxious?

Yizhu was still a little confused: "Your Highness, it's just a purse, there's no need to look for it, right?"

At this time, Yizhu had not yet realized that Mo Fuchen had no habit of carrying a purse, but he just didn't understand why Mo Fuchen had to find that purse now.

Mo Yuchen realized that something was wrong. The purse was with him during the day, so how come he couldn't find it in a moment?

Mo Yuchen didn't say anything, but just waved to Yizhu: "You continue to sleep, I'll go look for it nearby."

Yizhu said "Oh" and tilted his head to continue sleeping.

Mo Yuchen did not wake anyone up, but went to the nearby woods quietly to look for it.

There was a full moon hanging high in the sky tonight, and it was very bright, making it convenient for Mo Yuchen to find his purse.

Mo Yuchen was searching while being alert. As he searched, he realized that he had gone a little too far and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Suddenly Mo Yuchen felt a chill on his back. He frowned slightly and happened to see a purse under a tree.

Mo Yuchen listened to the noise behind him, walked over slowly and picked up the purse. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew.

Mo Yuchen leaned back, two shadows flashed past him, and the wind from a knife blew across Mo Yuchen's face.

This was not the first time that Mo Yuchen had been the victim of an assassination attempt, but it was also the first time that he was assassinated in such a situation where no one was around. He calmly took two steps back and avoided the assassin.

Two masked killers in black jumped down from the tree and stood directly opposite Mo Yuchen with swords in hand.

Mo Yuchen's expression darkened, and four people came up behind him.

"It seems that you lured me here on purpose." Mo Yuchen immediately understood why the purse fell so far away.

Mo Yuchen only had a spear on him. He stared at the person in front of him, took the spear from his back, and pointed it straight at the person in front of him.

Now Yi Zhu is not by his side, and He Yuan and others don't seem to be around either, so Mo Yuchen can only fight alone.

The killer in front didn't move, and the one behind Mo Yuchen didn't move either. Mo Yuchen could only observe carefully, waiting for an opportunity to strike out and kill.

The killer in front of Mo Yuchen suddenly moved, slashing at him fiercely, and then the killer beside him also cooperated and killed him.

Mo Yuchen was startled, raised his spear and stabbed forward, interrupting the charge of the two people opposite.

The whistling sound came from behind Mo Yuchen again, and the four people behind him also took action.

Mo Chen leaned back and swung his spear, successfully pushing all six people back two steps, but immediately the six people rushed up again together.

Six men surrounded Mo Yuchen. Mo Yuchen's mind was working rapidly. He pushed back with his right foot and used the force to fly into the air, avoiding the six men's attacks. After turning around in the air, he used his spear to spin and swing down, successfully knocking all six men to the ground.

Although the six people were injured, they did not fall down. They stood up mechanically and pointed their knives at Mo Yuchen.

Mo Yuchen fell to the ground, still in the middle of the six people.

Mo Chen exerted force with his wrist, and suddenly the spear whistled, rushing straight towards the killer in front.

It is almost impossible to catch them all in one fell swoop. You can only take the initiative and defeat them one by one.

Mo Yuchen took several steps forward quickly, his spear like a dragon breaking through a city, his force as heavy as a mountain, his power enormous, he went straight forward, firing three shots in a row, aiming directly at the opponent's vital points.

The four people behind also followed closely.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuchen suddenly turned around, turned his spear, and stabbed the tip of the spear straight into the chest of a killer, splashing dazzling blood.

The other five killers were caught off guard.

In an instant, Mo Chen quickly pulled out his spear and turned to the killer in front.

The killers were no pushovers either. One of them fell down without paying attention, but the other five became more alert. They looked at each other, quickly took two steps back, and then rushed forward again.

Mo Yuchen glanced around, then suddenly thrust his spear downwards, using the force to stand up and kick the five men away.

Mo Yuchen suddenly had an idea and remembered the purse that Yanyan gave him. The moment it fell to the ground, Mo Yuchen took out the medicine from the purse and sprinkled it out with a wave of his hand.

Although the five killers were masked, they could not stop the spread of the poison.

The poison was not fatal, but it bought Mo Yuchen some time. Just a moment was enough.

While the five men were blocking the poison, Mo Yuchen's pupils suddenly contracted, he raised his spear, moved forward like lightning, turned around and gathered his strength, and in one go, he chopped down with a beautiful sword flower, killing the three men in front of him at once.

By the time the remaining two people reacted, Mo Yuchen's spear had already rushed in front of them again, and it was too late even for them to resist.

Not to mention that Mo Yuchen was extremely powerful and could directly knock a man to the ground.

Finally, there was only one person left. Mo Chen pointed his sword at the killer's throat: "King Yuan only sent a few of you? You really underestimate me."

The killer was forced to stand still by Mo Yuchen's attack, and the tip of Mo Yuchen's sword was only an inch away from his throat.

In an instant, the killer bit his tongue and committed suicide.

Mo Yuchen sighed. Even though he knew he couldn't get anything out of the question, he still felt a little sad.

It seems that Mo Yuyang has already started taking action.

Mo Yuchen ignored it and turned around and left.

A man walked out from behind a tree in the distance, his eyes gleamed, and then he disappeared again.