After the shopkeeper said this, he went to close the window.

However, a hand grabbed him.

When he turned around, he saw that it was the beautiful girl who had been silent the whole time.

At this moment, her pretty face was covered with frost.

"Girl, that's all!"

The shopkeeper sighed: "We, the people of Liming, can't fight... We can't fight the god of the river, and we can't fight the county magistrate either!"

But Mo Yizhen had no intention of letting go.

"Yizhen, when we, as practitioners, walk in this mortal world, we need to be polite and have worldliness."

Jiang Nan was like a teacher, saying: "But when encountering injustice, you should hold your sword and fight against it.

"Sir, Yizhen has remembered it."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure turned into a stream of light and ran towards the rolling river!

The shopkeeper was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Zhao Yechen also shook his head and sighed.

Only Deng Li was horrified.

He is a seventh-grade sword cultivator.

Previously, I saw that Mo Yizhen and Jiang Nan's auras were probably only at the seventh level.

However, when the woman took action just now, he did not see her whereabouts at all!

It can only show that these two people must have concealed their cultivation!

At this moment, those fish-headed monsters had already raised the black forks that were shining with cold light in their hands!

Amid the frightened and desperate cries of the two children, their weird laughter was extremely harsh.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

Seeing that the black cross was about to pierce into that rosy and tender neck!

I saw a sharp blue-white sword energy passing by! Silently cutting the hard black fork into two pieces!

The eyes of several monsters suddenly showed surprise, as if they didn't expect anyone to dare to stop Jiang Ji!

After the sword energy passed by, Mo Yizhen's figure was like a ghost, picking up the two children and returning to the riverside.

At this time, the two children's faces were pale and their expressions were dull, but they were stunned.

After the old man covered in dust and blood by the river hugged them in surprise.

The familiar body temperature made the two children react and burst into tears!

Survival!

At the same time, the fish-headed monster on the big ship finally reacted and stared at Mo Yizhen's voice with eyes wide open!

The ancient language came out of their mouths, and Mo Yizhen couldn't understand its meaning, but he felt the strong curse and resentment!

After settling the two children, she dodged again and appeared on the big ship.

The already cold face is covered with frost, looking like eternal ice, which makes people's hearts tremble!

In the cabin, the musicians who came under duress were all trembling!

At this time, the six fish-headed monsters had already launched an offensive against the heresy that was destroying the Jiang Festival!

Brown-green demonic energy rises from between their scales!

The Ningjiang River, which was originally calm, suddenly rolled up into huge waves!

Suddenly, the situation changed!

Boundless clouds are coming, pouring rain is pouring down, and strong winds are sweeping!

The entire ship was swaying like a small boat under the storm!

Sixth grade!

There are six fish-headed monsters in total!

But they all exude majestic demonic energy, and they are all of the sixth grade!

Above the restaurant, Deng Li looked desperate!

Although he guessed that Jiangnan and the others concealed their cultivation.

But it shouldn't be too strong.

Otherwise, there is no need to take the Qianjin Chamber of Commerce's ride.

The woman alone might not be able to handle these six sixth-grade monsters!

Zhao Yechen also let out a long sigh.

Now he felt a little regretful and wanted to ask the shopkeeper about Zhongjiang Ji.

I never expected that Jiang Nan and Mo Yizhen, who seemed to be sensible and sensible, would act so impulsively and recklessly.

Not to mention, the rumored God of the River has not yet appeared.

Just the sight of the six-headed fish demon in front of him frightened Zhao Yechen.

No chance of winning!

Admittedly, he was extremely resentful of the evil deed of using innocent children as human sacrifices.

But Zhao Yezhen is a businessman, and in his thinking, rationality far outweighs sensibility.

According to what he was thinking - he should wait until he left Wangjiang County before reporting to the Great Xia court and asking for a powerful man to subdue the demon.

——Under the absolute suppression of strength, there is nothing wrong with his thinking.

Otherwise, if everyone loses here, I am afraid that the news of Jiang Shen's rebellion will really not spread.

"Deng Gongfeng, Master, please go and help Miss Yizhen quickly!" Zhao Yezhen said anxiously.

Among the four people present, Jiang Nan, Mo Yizhen, and Deng Li are cultivators.

If one of them is lost right away, then they will not be able to escape death!

"You... are reckless!" Deng Li shook his head and sighed, but he had no choice but to do so.

"This time, I'm afraid we all have to stay here at Wangjiang!"

Around him, spiritual energy began to surge, and a dripping golden gourd flew into the sky, with divine light shining brightly, and he was about to take action!

But Jiang Nan pressed his shoulders and shook his head: "Deng Zongfeng, please be patient!"

Deng Li glared at him and was about to speak.

But suddenly he realized that Jiang Nan's hand was just on his shoulder, and he couldn't move his whole body!

He looked at Jiang Nan with a horrified expression.

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

"Is it possible to watch Miss Yizhen die?" Zhao Yezhen looked anxious.

Jiang Nan glanced at him and thought that even if Deng Li was allowed to go up, it would be nothing more than a burden.

Mo Yizhen probably had to focus more on protecting him.

But the words were not spoken. Jiang Nan just shook his head:

"Mr. Zhao, I deceived you before."

"Yizhen is just that girl's name, and her surname is Mo."

When Zhao Yezhen heard what he said, the man in his fifties almost burst into tears.

His mother's death is imminent!

Who cares what your last name is?

But these words made Deng Li feel excited all over.

As a cultivator, he is naturally more familiar with the major cultivating forces than Zhao Yezhen.

"May I ask...which one is it?"

Jiang Nan glanced at him: "Of course it's...Mo Qingshan's Mo."

Mo Qingshan?

Sword Master of Jianlu!

The daughter of the sword master, the genius of the sword, Mo Yizhen!

At that moment, Deng Li's mind suddenly exploded with thunder!

It turned out that the woman who was traveling with them these days was a woman with a cold appearance and a quiet voice.
To be continued...