The carriage moved forward slowly, and with the city gate in sight, Li Mochou suddenly spoke.
"Nianchou, the Yun family of Datong Prefecture has joined forces with Blackstone Village, Murong Villa and Jindao Village to discuss with me the ownership of that valley in the ancient city of Pingyao."
"It's nothing more than trying to bully the few with more, and suppress others with power!"
"I have already prepared to break up with them. It's just a fight."
Li Mochou's tone was very calm. Ever since she left the ancient tomb, she had always been surrounded by bloodshed, and killings never left her side.
"The three major families in Shanxi don't have any decent masters, but the guys at the head are cautious and won't show up easily."
"I wanted to kill them directly several times before, but I never found a chance."
"This time you go first into the city, go straight along the avenue at the city gate, and stop when you see a mansion made of black stone."
"That is Blackstone Villa's house in Pingyao City, also known as the Iron Tower Dai Family."
When Lu Nianchou heard this, his pupils shrank, and he pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand and asked, "Master, should I go alone? Do you mean... to lure the snake out of its hole?"
Li Mochou chuckled and said softly: "You kid is really smart. I'm too lazy to negotiate with them."
"Ling Bo and I both recognize the appearance, but it's impossible for them to recognize you."
"Go and challenge us to make trouble. The bigger the trouble, the better. It's best to lure out the three old guys Dai Wei, Yun Zhenshan, and Murong Jiu."
"When the time comes, Ling Bo and I will conduct a sneak attack and kill them all, and then kill them all throughout the house to save them from trouble."
When Lu Nianchou heard this, his scalp went numb and he thought to himself: "What a murderous intention!"
Li Mochou looks charming and graceful, but her murderous nature and ruthless methods are rare in the world.
He completely regards human life as nothing, and has no scruples or mercy at all.
Who would have thought that this beautiful woman could say such bloody words in the softest voice.
Lu Nianchou's thoughts were up and down, but he responded quickly. He said without hesitation: "Disciple, I obey."
After he finished speaking, he picked up the bamboo hat he had used to keep out the rain from the shaft of the car and put it on his head to cover his appearance.
Then he thought for a moment, lifted up Ke Zhen E's iron staff, and jumped off the carriage.
Hong Lingbo never expected that Li Mochou would suddenly have such thoughts. Seeing that the demon star he hit was about to fight alone, he suddenly became anxious.
"Junior brother, please stay."
She has traveled north and south with Li Mochou over the years, and she knows very well that the people in the north are tough and the people are fighting for years. In this environment, a large number of masters emerge one after another.
Although most of the powerful men of the older generation died in the war, none of those who survived were easy to deal with.
Whether it is martial arts, methods, or resourcefulness, they are far beyond ordinary martial arts people.
The most famous among them is the leader of the Jin Dao Village, known as the Beiyan Dao King. He suppresses the northwest rivers and lakes, and has the vague influence of being the leader of the Northland Wulin League.
According to rumors, Beiyan Sword King Yan Xingyun has mastered the Kuangsha Sword Technique to a great level. With one strike, it is as if the sun is rising and the sky is full of yellow sand, which is extremely terrifying.
Next are the heads of the three major aristocratic families, Dai Wei, Yun Zhenshan, and Murong Jiu.
They are all great masters and masters of martial arts who have perfected their family's secrets. They are all ruthless characters who have fought on the battlefield. They have countless lives on their hands. They are absolute heroes.
Far better than some martial arts seniors who practice martial arts silently in the mountains!
The Northern Goose Sword King wants to take control of the Golden Sword Village, so it is impossible for him to leave easily, but the heads of the three major aristocratic families are likely to have gathered in Pingyao City.
Hong Lingbo bit his lip slightly, suppressing his fear of Li Mochou, and turned around and said, "Master, junior brother, he is new to martial arts and rarely fights with others. It may be too dangerous for him to rashly fight against people from the three major families."
"If we are not careful, we will be in danger. When the time comes, we will have to be cautious and restrain our hands."
"In my opinion, since the enemy has already expected our arrival, he will definitely be more careful and cannot be easily fooled."
When Hong Lingbo said this, a trace of cold murderous intent flashed across his face, and he said in a cold voice: "I'll simply kill the Dai family together and have a bloody fight with them. Even if Dai Wei's three old guys can stop us, Others in their house can’t stop it.”
"When the time comes, I will threaten the lives of Dai's family and children, so I won't be afraid that they will not give in."
Before he finished speaking, there was a snap, and a blood-red slap mark suddenly appeared on Hong Lingbo's originally fair and pretty face.
Her fair and tender cheeks immediately became red and swollen, looking miserable and terrifying.
Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment. He covered the right side of his face blankly and murmured: "Master?"
Li Mochou's cold voice came from the carriage, "When will it be your turn to make the decision for me? If there is a next time, it won't be a slap in the face."
"If he falls into the hands of the enemy, then he is not worthy of being my disciple, Li Mochou."
"Either he kills himself, or I send him on his way myself."
"Oh, how could I be threatened by those losers?"
"Why do you need to be so troublesome? I think you are in a state of turmoil. You don't know your identity anymore, and you don't even remember the superiority of master and disciple?"
Hong Lingbo was so reprimanded by these harsh words that she couldn't hold her head up, especially the phrase 'spring heart turmoil' made her want to die with shame and anger.
What daughter of a good family could bear such humiliation?
And yet again, he was exposed so ruthlessly in front of his sweetheart, and he felt extremely depressed.
Hong Lingbo was furious for a moment, and with a clang, he drew his sword out of its sheath and without saying a word, wiped it towards his own neck.
"not good……"
Lu Nianchou could tell at a glance that Hong Lingbo was not pretending at all, but really didn't want to live anymore. The cold sword sharply cut towards his neck.
His expression changed, and he rushed over in an instant. He used the Heavenly Net and the Jade Belt Skill that he had just started to use at the same time, and struck the sword with a crosscut palm.
Keng!
The long sword was knocked away by Lu Nianchou's palm and stuck diagonally on the ground, making a buzzing sound.
"Senior sister, are you crazy?" Lu Nianchou grabbed Hong Lingbo, "Why is this? Why is this?"
"Nie Zhan, do you want to piss me off to death?" Li Mochou didn't expect that Hong Lingbo would be so strong-willed and even want to wipe his neck and commit suicide if he disagreed.
Although she was merciless in her words, she actually had some affection for this disciple who had raised him single-handedly and taught him everything he could.
Seeing that he didn't value his life so much, she couldn't sit still any longer. She walked out of the carriage and scolded angrily, "Your wings are stiff. I've said a few words to you, but you're going to threaten me with death." What a big temper."
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have saved you in the first place. I would have killed you with one slap."
Hong Lingbo burst into tears, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, lowered his head and said nothing.
Li Mochou's body trembled with anger, and she clutched the fly whisk tightly with both hands, "What a curse, what a curse!"
Lu Nianchou saw that the war was approaching, but the master and disciple started to have conflicts among themselves, and he couldn't help but feel helpless.
He walked to Hong Lingbo, knelt down on the ground together, and then begged: "Master, we will soon face a bloody battle. If there is internal strife at this time, I am afraid that the enemies will laugh to death."
"Sister, I have good intentions. I am worried that I am young and have low martial arts skills, so I will miss Master's important event."
"But she didn't know that the master had a plan and was far-sighted. He would never gamble with his disciple's life."
"This is just a misunderstanding. Master, please calm down."
"Senior sister, apologize to Master quickly."
As Lu Nianchou said this, he grabbed Hong Lingbo's arm and used a slight force to signal her to bow her head temporarily.
Hong Lingbo was usually respectful and obedient to Li Mochou, but now he became stubborn for some unknown reason and knelt on the ground without saying a word.
Li Mochou's face turned pale, and the whisk in her hand was shaking. If it had been anyone else, she would have been struck down with a palm at this moment, killing her alive.
"Nie Zhan, your wings are stiff, I can't control you anymore, right?"
Hong Lingbo raised his head. The right half of his cheek was red and swollen, revealing a clear slap mark. His face was covered with tears. He said in a choked voice: "My life was saved by Master. If Master wants to kill or cut into pieces, I will do as I please."
Seeing her embarrassed and pitiful look, Li Mochou finally softened her heart and simply turned around and returned to the car without being bothered.
Lu Nianchou also had a headache. He quickly helped Hong Lingbo up from the ground and comforted him: "Sister, please don't cry. Master is just angry for a moment."
"You see, in this world of masters and apprentices, one must always hold back, lest the apprentice surpass the master."
"But Master has taught you everything he has. Even the most exquisite Ice Soul Silver Needle has been passed on to you. Don't you know this kind of intention?"
"Even mothers and daughters can get angry. Senior sister, you and the master have been dependent on each other for these years. Mother and daughter are not better than mother and daughter."
"Why bother hurting our feelings over a trivial matter?"
Hong Lingbo gradually calmed down at this time. When he heard these words, he remembered the way Li Mochou clumsily took care of her daily life when she was a child, and her eyes turned red again.
He immediately threw Lu Nianchou away, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times, even his forehead was bruised.
"Master, my disciple is wrong."
Li Mochou also heard Lu Nianchou's words clearly. Although she was a wicked person, she also had a soft place in her heart.
In the original work, there is a hint of maternal love for Hong Lingbo, Lu Wushuang, and later Guo Xiang.
Although he was equally soft-hearted at this time, his tone was still cold, and he said lightly: "Now that you know your mistake, why don't you get up and catch the car."
When Hong Lingbo turned over and climbed onto the carriage, another porcelain bottle was thrown from the carriage and landed accurately beside her.
"Take care of your wounds. You look like this. Those who don't know would think that I, Li Mochou's disciple, is so unbearable. I was bullied into this."
When Lu Nianchou saw this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The master and apprentice were in a quarrel just now, but now they were calm and even concerned about their injuries.
"Woman..."
Seeing that the two of them were fine, he immediately raised his iron staff and said, "Master, senior sister, I will go to the city first to see how mysterious the martial arts of the three major families in Shanxi are."
Hong Lingbo opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only whisper, "Be more careful..."
Lu Nianchou chuckled and said, "Don't worry, senior sister."
After saying that, he bowed to the carriage, then held an iron staff and a sword at his waist, and stepped towards the city gate alone.
