[Basic three] Help, wait for me

"Ajiu!"

Nan Jiu seemed to hear someone calling him, and when Teng sat up from the bed like a corpse, he frightened Dr. Wan Hua who was taking his pulse and sat down on the ground.

Seeing Doctor Wanhua's black hair scattered all over the floor, and his frightened face, Nan Jiu couldn't bear it anymore.Such a weak and painful person from Huagu should sit upright in front of you and tell you coldly that "the living can't be healed".Busily crawled and rolled out of bed, trying to help the doctor's shoulders to pull him up.

Once again, I remembered that Mo Zhichen, who had killed a thousand swords, knocked him unconscious in the snow with a slash, and almost froze him into a fresh corpse. The angrily forced his hands to get up half of the doctor from the ground. Scared and sat back again.

Nan Jiu felt sorry, and wanted to reach out to help him. The doctor rolled and moved back, and stood neatly and straightly three meters away from him.

First smoothed the messy long hair, and then pressed the airway, "The general is just a faint caused by external force. If there is no other illness at present, it should be, nothing, big, hinder."

As expected, the doctor was pinched by him, and he stopped talking.

Nan Jiu tried to shake his head around, there was really no discomfort, but he secretly gritted his teeth.

There are thousands of ways to make people dizzy, you can't stick to just one, and if you knock it two or three times, maybe a concussion or cervical disc herniation is not impossible!Technology needs to be innovated, and technology needs to be advanced. If we stay in the same place, we cannot go out of the bright road.

Such a golden truth, if you have the opportunity, you must tell them.

Doctor Wan Hua only saw that his face was cloudy, so he took another two steps back, and simply stepped back to the door, before telling him through the door frame, "As for the general's mission, please report directly to Commander Luo."

After speaking, he ran away quickly.

Nanjiu was contemptuous for a while, and the temperament of the flower of Gaoling in Wanhua Valley that he had agreed to was too restless. He just darkened and ran away.

No one to guide him, who knows where the command is.Also, where did Dabai's family go? Without his inexhaustible benefactor, Dabai is his lifeblood!

Alas, I reached out and grabbed my vermilion spear, that's all, I should go out and look for it myself.

Walking on the road, Nan Jiu regretted not wearing the white fox fur Mo Zhichen gave him.Just now when the doctor saw a doctor, he stripped off all his armor. He is now in a long robe with wide sleeves, and he is really driving around.The Haoqi camp was built on an ice cliff. Although the geographical location is superior, overlooking the whole field, it is too bad for the health of the soldiers of the first battalion!

If I met with the manager, I should make a good comment.

He touched his chest, there was still a pocket of silver, and he didn't take it away with the armor, so he quietly took it out and looked at it twice, and couldn't help but feel sad again.

He obviously said something with a cold face and no heart, but he still wanted to pretend to be affectionate, without saying a word of truth, and he was extremely arrogant.While putting on a robe for you, he knocks you unconscious at the same time, I really don’t understand what he’s thinking; it’s clearly not the same person, yet he still calls someone “Ajiu”, that’s the point that’s particularly annoying, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake clear.

Speaking of Ah Jiu, Nan Jiu felt uncomfortable again.

When asked about fainting later, just follow what Mo Zhichen taught.After finishing speaking, I will leave the next day, take Dabai away, go to Baling, go to Junshan Island, go anywhere, but I will never go back to Haoqi League, and I will never see that person again.

Nan Jiu nodded himself, and patted the brocade bag.From now on, it has nothing to do with him whether that person dies once every three days or hangs up once every two days, and he just cares about being at ease.

Fang was determined to do so, and when he turned around, he was almost knocked onto his back, and threw the object in his hand without grabbing it.Seeing the good money flung out in a parabola, Nan Jiu was worried.

Standing still, he hurriedly turned around to pick it up, but he met the person who bumped into him, holding his small treasury in his hand and looking back.

I'm not sorry for bumping into someone, even a man of arrogance is too immodest!Nan Jiu stretched out her hand, and said with an ugly face, "It's mine, please return it to me."

The man got excited, he weighed it, and asked him, "What does the surname Mo have to do with you?"

The surname is Mo, he only knows one Mo Zhichen.What is his relationship with Mo Zhichen?Heh, before it was the relationship between the gold master and the boy, but now, there is nothing.

Of course, this cannot be said to the people of the Haoqi League.So he said sullenly, "It's okay, I don't know."

The man suddenly laughed, and the laughter was unruly and dissolute.

Without knowing it, Nan Jiu went in and sized him up carefully.After looking at it, Nan Jiu also hehe, why is it another silky chicken? Since he came here, there has not been a day when he has not dealt with Tibetan swords, and they are all Tibetans that do not conform to the school's stupid and cute purpose. sword.

Especially the one in front of him, who is even worse than Mo Zhichen, with a domineering and evil aura all over his body, his hair is half loose, with a bit of madness.Nan Jiu deeply felt that compared to this person, Mo Zhichen could be regarded as a gentleman and a good-looking talent.

The man casually threw his small treasury into Nan Jiu's arms, squinted at him and said with a smile, "Since it's okay and I don't know each other, then I don't need to tell the general. ...probably dying."

Nan Jiu was startled and asked directly what it meant.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he said slowly, "During the hour when the general was unconscious, the spies tracked his direction. Now, the killer should be here too."

I heard that Nan Jiu almost ran away, and only moved his feet half a point. He thought it was a fraud, and then he made up his mind to laugh back at him, "Since he is a villain who offers a huge reward, he deserves this retribution."

The man calmly pointed to the brocade bag in his arms, "I don't know if the general has seen the embroidery pattern."

Nan Jiu looked through it, and found that there were really twists and turns and incomprehensible gold embroidery patterns, so she continued to listen with a sinking heart.

He went on to say, "The pattern is the symbol of my teacher's sect, but it's actually just the ancient Chinese character Mo with a change."

Nan Jiu studied it carefully. He didn't understand the ancient style, and he couldn't understand the changed ancient style. Since he said it was Mo, then it was Mo. Anyway, there is no need to lie to him about this kind of thing.

Wait, the man said, it is the symbol of the master.That is to say...

"Under Mo Wanfeng, Mo Zhichen's... elder brother"

When he said the word elder brother, he seemed to pause for an extra long time, and also seemed to bite the accent with extra emphasis, as if he wanted to emphasize something, and he seemed to be extremely unwilling to say those two words.

Mo Zhichen never mentioned that he has an elder brother of the Haoqi League, which made Nan Jiu really doubt the identity of Mo Wanfeng.So he said, "Since he is Mo Eren's elder brother, are we going to kill relatives righteously now, or do we want to cooperate internally and externally?"

Mo Wanfeng flicked his sleeves and said with a smile, "It's just a tip-off, after all, he's connected to me by blood."

Nan Jiu didn't even believe what he said. When you see someone's elder brother mentioning his younger brother, you can't help but put your hand on the hilt of the sword!Moreover, the fingertips that can still be held turn white, and the veins suddenly pop up!

With this level of acting, it would be too unprofessional to lie to Nan Jiu.

Nan Jiu snorted, and said with contempt, "Brother Mo, I was knocked out just now, and my mind is not clear. I don't know what you are talking about. Since it was caused by my own family, I'd better deal with it myself as a brother."

With a raised face, he turned and left.

Mo Wanfeng moved two steps, leaning against a large pillar where the flag was stationed, even though Nan Jiu raised his head and passed in front of him, he could only smile sinisterly.

Nan Jiu only felt that a gust of gloomy wind was blowing on him, and his heart was low-minded. People surnamed Mo were really not good people. The Mo family really played the extreme role of not saying anything and not blocking things, which was enough for people to figure out I couldn't sleep all night.

After taking two steps, I became more and more confused.

This person, couldn't really be Mo Zhichen's brother.It's right to think about it this way, Mo Zhichen is from the Valley of the Wicked, and it's normal not to want to reveal that he has a powerful elder brother. After all, his elder brother has nothing to do with Nan Jiu, so there's no need to tell him.

The more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, he couldn't even walk, his eyebrows frowned, and he turned back to look at Mo Wanfeng.

The man's brows were half-raised, he was turning the jade ring on his fingers, and his leg was naturally bent against it, he didn't even have the intention to look at Nan Jiu.

With his mind wide open, he just felt that Mo Wanfeng was exuding a sense of ridicule all over his body. Nan Jiu hated people mocking him the most, and wished he could rush up and beat him twice.

Only when he clenched his fist tightly, two people passed behind him.Although Nan Jiu's eyes are not very good, but her ears are extremely sharp, she heard two people whispering behind her:

"...Now, that Mo Evil really has nowhere to escape."

"... Such a happy event has really solved a big trouble for Jianghu."

Nan Jiu's face suddenly darkened, and he turned around and grabbed the collar of the person behind him, pulled it in front of his eyes, suppressed his uncontrollable rising tone, and asked him to repeat it.

The man looked at Nanjiu in a panic, struggled but didn't break away, as if resigned to his fate and was about to speak, he turned his head and saw Mo Wanfeng under the pillar, and immediately closed his mouth, only squinting his eyes and holding his hands Ribi made wild gestures.

The other person also stomped anxiously. The Haoqi League forbids private fighting, so Nan Jiu has something to say.

Nan Jiu's heart was burning, and he didn't have the time to listen to them playing charades now.But Nan Jiu had a heart, and when he saw him winking, but refused to say anything in front of Mo Wanfeng, he understood a little.

It was also inconvenient to force him to tell the detailed plan, so he lowered his voice and approached and asked, "Just tell me, how many people went?"

The man hid his hand in front of his chest, and before Mo Wanfeng could see it, he made a trembling gesture.

six!

He asked again in an almost inaudible voice, "Are they all elites?"

The man nodded slightly.

Nan Jiu's heart seemed to miss a beat, and his hands lost strength, so they broke free and ran away.

The six killers are all Haoqi League elites.

One noble elite is enough to make people drink a pot, and now we have sent six.Unless Mo Zhichen is the master who can fly with pierced wings, no matter how capable he is, he will not be able to retreat completely.

For an hour, how far did the spies go, did they only have a general orientation, or did they already have a firm grip on it and just waited for an opportunity?

How far can Mo Zhichen go in an hour? Is it still on the vast and uninhabited snowfield, or is it already close to the destination?

Based on Nan Jiu's speculation alone, he really couldn't get any useful information.

Mo Zhichen was alone, with no one around him, if it wasn't because he took Nanjiu with him on the road, he wouldn't be so lonely now.Now that Haoqi has made a ruthless move, he is bound to capture him in one fell swoop, and then quickly get rid of him in the world, so that Mo Zhichen, the reward card for walking, will be broken for life.

He cannot die.

That person said that he didn't want to die where he didn't want to die.

He can die at the head of an offensive and defensive charge, or in a pool of swords and blood in a confrontation between enemies.But absolutely, you can't die in the siege of insidious assassination.

It's not like him, not like that dandy, Mo Zhichen who is fearless in life and death.

Nan Jiu decided that this disaster was brought to him by him, and if he hadn't returned to Haoqi camp to stay for too long and was discovered whereabouts, he would not have fallen into this situation.

Worried in his heart, he turned around and stared at Mo Wanfeng resentfully.

Who is this Mo Wanfeng? Although he claims to be Mo Zhichen's elder brother, and even the Haoqi League wants to do it without telling him, his dislike for Mo Zhichen is too obvious in his eyes. The so-called brotherhood is the person who sacrificed his life to save him.

Mo Wanfeng didn't give any extra explanations, with a smirk on his mouth and heavy eyes, even the jade ring he was casually playing with in his hand seemed to laugh at Nan Jiu's two words: stupid.

But Nan Jiu didn't have time to think about it.

If Mo Zhichen really died here, Nan Jiu might not be able to sleep well for the rest of his life.

Although he didn't know the destination of Mo Zhichen, he roughly remembered the direction he left.The Kunlun Snowfield is vast and there is no shelter. Follow the direction and you should be able to find clues.

Holding the red gun in his hand, the dantian in his chest is condensed, and the snow is on his feet.

Although I have never used it before, and I dare not use it indiscriminately, but it is urgent and I must not try it.

Nan Jiu gritted his teeth fiercely, ran for a few feet, leaped into the air suddenly on the top of the cliff, condensed the vermilion spear a little, the dragon roared, pierced the wind, jumped up lightly, turned and rushed straight.

Da Qinggong went straight away.

Mo Zhichen, wait a little longer, you must wait.