Chu Mo's eyes were bloodshot!
The young man's pure eyes … were filled with the color of blood!
Daqi and Da Xia didn't seem to be at war for the past few years.
But in reality, there were often Daqi's soldiers disguised as bandits and harassed the civilians on the borders of Da Xia.
Chu Mo had once followed his grandfather to a village that was massacred by Daqi's soldiers disguised as bandits.
In that small village, there were more than five hundred people, but only three of them were left alive!
They were three children. When the enemy invaded the village, their parents hid them in a dry well in their backyard and covered the well cover with firewood. That was how they escaped death.
But at that time, if it wasn't for his grandfather who heard the weak cries of the children in the dry well when he entered the village, it was likely that those children would not have escaped death.
Because they couldn't climb up at all!
These events had a huge psychological impact on the young Chu Mo at that time.
In his heart, a seed of hatred had long been planted with the soldiers of Daqi.
Because killing was not as simple as one would imagine.
Chu Mo was not a homicidal maniac.
The other party was also not a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!
At this moment, Chu Mo had already treated this place as a real battlefield!
In his heart, there was only one thought, only one word: kill!
In the light of the blade, the knights seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow from Chu Mo.
Chu Mo's cultivation method also became more and more refined in this kind of battle. His body was so nimble that it was shocking.
Almost with one slash, he chopped the knights off their horses.
Even Gerza, who had also entered the Yuan Gate Realm, was completely no match for Chu Mo.
Maybe it was because his brother's death was too big of a blow to him, or maybe it was because Chu Mo's cultivation method was much stronger than his … In just five rounds, he was punched in the chest by Chu Mo. With a cry, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off his horse.
Without hesitation, Chu Mo raised the blade in his hand high.
In the twilight, the sharp blade flashed with a cold light.
"Little Hero, spare his life for the time being!" A knight at Princess Na Yi's side shouted, "He is still useful!"
Chu Mo's mind instantly cleared up, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded. Gerza, who had fallen to the ground with a face full of despair, looked at him in horror. He spat towards the ground. "I hate people like you who betray your master for glory the most!"
As he spoke, he stabbed the sharp knife in his hand into the side of Gerza's head, just a little bit away from his face.
Gerza screamed in fright and fainted.
"Trash!"
Chu Mo cursed and walked toward the small lake without looking back. His body was splashed with a lot of blood. The thick smell of blood made him very uncomfortable, so he prepared to wash the blood off his body.
As Princess Na Yi and her guards rushed here, they were all shocked. Dozens of pursuers had been killed on the spot, and almost every one of them … had been killed with a single saber strike!
These were the elite knights of the prairie King's Court!
Although they had betrayed the King's Court and sought refuge with the Great Qi Kingdom, no one would deny their strength.
Otherwise, how could Na Yi and the others be in such a sorry state?
But in front of this young man, he had killed them with a single saber strike, as if he were chopping vegetables!
Even if Na Yi and the others hated these traitors, at this moment, as they looked at the back of the young man walking towards the lake, their eyes were filled with awe.
A middle-aged man in his forties was dressed like a scholar. He looked somewhat like a Da Xia person, and was clearly different from the prairie people. The other knights were also very respectful towards him.
He walked to Princess Na Yi's side and said softly, "We must keep this person!"
"He is related to our success or failure in taking back the King's Court!"
"If he is willing to help us, our chances of winning will increase by 30%!"
"Perhaps Elder Hao Yue will also send troops to help us!"
Princess Na Yi nodded. In her starry eyes, there was still a trace of shock. She nodded and said, "But, with his skill … what do we have to keep him here?"
The middle-aged scholar looked at Na Yi and thought for a moment. Then he said, "I think this young man has a strong sense of justice, otherwise he would never help us."
"I'll try first, and then … see what he wants!" The middle-aged man said. He looked at Na Yi again, hesitating.
Na Yi looked at the young man who had already walked to the lake, and then said in a soft voice, "Uncle Pang, if you have something to say, then say it. Father and Mother are no longer here, and Brother Jin and Brother Silver have taken refuge with the Great Qi Kingdom. Although I am the Princess of the King's Court, but now … without you people … what am I? I fear that I would have already been taken away and offered to those evil people of the Great Qi Kingdom. "
The middle-aged scholar nodded and said in a soft voice, "If the Princess wishes to request his protection, then it is easy. I believe that with my mouth, I should be able to persuade him."
"But if the Princess wishes to seek long-term protection, then …"
Na Yi's pale face flashed with a blush. She shyly said, "Marry him?"
The guards around Na Yi all had embarrassed expressions, as if they were a little angry. But soon after, they all sighed dejectedly and turned their heads away, pretending that they didn't hear anything.
In their hearts, the goddess-like Princess was no longer the bright pearl of the prairie of the past.
Although they didn't want to admit it, they had no choice but to admit that their Princess had become a homeless duckweed. This time, they had hurriedly fled the King's Court and sought refuge with Elder Hao Yue. Wasn't this because they wanted to marry Elder Hao Yue's son, and ask Elder Hao Yue to protect their little prince?
Everyone understood this in their hearts, but they just didn't want to say it.
The middle-aged scholar wryly smiled and whispered, "I think this young man is extraordinary. Although his clothes are ragged, there is a touch of nobility between his eyebrows. He doesn't seem like a child of an ordinary family. In addition to his skills, it is likely that he comes from some great sect. "
"If we can really tempt him and make him stay on the prairie to help us, then we might really be able to come back from the dead!"
Na Yi gently sighed. A trace of loneliness flashed on her beautiful face. She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes gently trembling. She softly said, "Everything is up to Uncle Pang. As long as we can bring the King's Court back from the dead, Na Yi will do anything!"
The middle-aged scholar looked at Na Yi with a bit of pity. He had watched this bright pearl of the prairie grow up since she was a child. Although they weren't related by blood, he had long regarded her as his own daughter. If there were any other way, why would he be willing to do such a thing?
In contrast, this young man was definitely much better than the good-for-nothing sons of Elder Haoyue!
But if this was the case, then Elder Hao Yue would have to think of another way. If that old fox wanted to move him, it wouldn't be so easy.
As the middle-aged scholar thought this, he slowly walked towards the lakeside.
Chu Mo arrived at the lakeside. Without taking off his clothes, he directly jumped in.
The icy cold lake water made his mind abnormally clear.
He quickly washed away the bloodstains on his body. Then he thought to himself, 'That woman seems to be the princess of the King's Court. How can a dignified princess be chased like a stray dog? '
"That Gerza said that the First Prince and Second Prince have joined the Great Qi Kingdom. That should be Brother Jin and Brother Silver, right?"
"It seems that a great change has occurred in the King's Court."
"So much so that even their princess has to run for her life."
"If that's the case, it shouldn't be difficult for me to stay here for a while and establish a relationship with them!"
Chu Mo thought to himself. Then he heard the sound of footsteps. He looked up from the lake and saw a middle-aged man in his forties holding a new set of clothes. He came to the lakeside and smiled at him.
"Little hero, thank you for saving us just now. Otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to see tomorrow's sun."
"Are you a person of Da Xia?" Chu Mo asked curiously as he looked at the middle-aged scholar.
The middle-aged scholar was slightly startled. A hint of vigilance flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he smiled and asked, "How did you know?"
"You don't have to worry about anything. I don't know you." Chu Mo said, "I can tell from your accent and appearance."
"I see!" The middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Why? Little brother, are you also a person of Da Xia? "
Chu Mo smiled and said, "I've lived in Da Xia before!"
"I see!" The middle-aged man did not doubt Chu Mo's words. How could such a young man with such skills grow up in the secular world?
Therefore, he naturally thought that this young man should have been born in Da Xia and then brought to a large sect to cultivate. Now, he should have left the mountain for a walk or had already finished his apprenticeship.
As for why he was unwilling to directly admit that he was a person of Da Xia, the reason was very simple.
The middle-aged man had come into contact with some disciples of sects before. They all regarded people of the secular world as mortals. Not many of them were willing to admit that they came from the secular world.
"I think you probably didn't bring a change of clothes. Here is a new set of clothes, but it might not fit you well. Later, I will find a famous tailor to make a few more sets for you!" The middle-aged man smiled eagerly and looked at Chu Mo.
Chu Mo was also thinking about how to walk with this group of people. Seeing this, he naturally did not decline and took the clothes. It was indeed a little big, but it was better than the tattered clothes from before.
While Chu Mo hid in the bushes to change clothes, the middle-aged man began to chat with him.
"I am Pang Zhongyuan. My ancestral home is Da Xia. I have been in this grassland for 15 years and have been working for the Imperial Court. May I know your name, little brother?" The middle-aged scholar asked very politely. He did not treat Chu Mo as a teenager who was ignorant of the world.
Which teenager dared to face dozens of powerful knights with a saber?
Chu Mo thought for a moment and said, "My name is Lin Bai. I am studying in a sect. Now, I am traveling down the mountain."
The answer was very simple, but it completely dispelled the few doubts that Pang Zhongyuan had.
Because this youth called Lin Bai had saved them!
With his strength, it would be as easy as flipping his hand if he wanted to kill this group of people.
Moreover, this group of people had already become stray dogs. What else was there for others to plot against them?
"So it is Brother Lin Bai. May I know what mission you are going to carry out this time?" Pang Zhongyuan asked carefully. Almost all the disciples of the big sects came to the secular world with missions.
At this time, Chu Mo had also changed clothes. He walked out of the bushes and said, "There is no important mission. It is just training!"
The middle-aged man was delighted. Then, he saw Chu Mo who had changed clothes and immediately praised in his heart, "What a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth!"
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