The voice of the robbers not far away reached Mara's ears, but to her, this was just one of the commonplace things.

There are too many things in this world where the weak are preying on the strong. She is not a Holy Mother, and she doesn't have the time to take action every time she encounters something.

The robber in the distance was cursing and seemed very unhappy——

"You all, please be honest with me."

What followed was the sound of crying in the caravan. It was obvious that those people were under control.

"It's really her grandfather's bad luck. I get angry when I see these men now."

"Master, please don't be angry. Those men you met a few days ago are obviously trash. They are all pretending to be aloof. What's the fun? You see, these two are the real ones.

"

Amidst the whimpering, an angry voice sounded, crispy——

"If you dare to lay a finger on me, my mother-in-law will not let you go! Do you know who I am?! Do you know the status of the Li family in Xuanyuan Kingdom!"

"Where did you come from, you yellow-haired boy? Shut your mouth!"

Man... Mo Luo frowned, thinking of the Shengtian Palace mentioned by Mr. Chen before...

In this dangerous world, it is even more dangerous for a man to walk alone in the world. Except for mysterious sects like Shengtian Palace, men basically travel with women.

After hearing this, Mara stopped and listened patiently for a long time. Seeing that they changed the topic, he turned around and flew towards the direction of the caravan.

"who?"

When Wan Mo Luo landed in front of them smoothly, the bandit's complacent expression had not yet had time to put away.

She glanced at the crowd indifferently and glanced at the caravan casually. She saw that there were indeed many children and men huddled together in one place.

The only one who was bold was the man standing behind an old man. He wore a silver crown on his bun and a lavender Shu brocade uniform. He was looking at him with big eyes.

Wanmoluo just glanced at it briefly, then turned to look at the bandits, and then asked:

"What do those men you saw a few days ago look like?"

The leader was very unhappy when the uninvited guest in front of him said this in a haphazard manner, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The people below saw the displeasure in the boss's heart, and immediately jumped out and asked:

"Where did you come from, yellow-haired girl, do you know who our boss is? How dare you disturb our boss's mood? I see you don't want to live anymore."

With that said, he took the lead and rushed towards Wanmoluo with a broadsword raised.

Seeing that the person in front of him didn't know how to show appreciation, Wan Mo Luo raised his hand to block it. After just one round, the guy started screaming.

After subduing a young gangster, Wanmoluo became impatient and said to the robber opposite:

"If you want to fight, hurry up and come together!"

The robbers in this mountain had never received such contempt before. When Wan Mo Luo was so excited, everyone swarmed forward in an instant.

Wanmoluo didn't care. He walked among the people as if he was in a deserted place, and he didn't even need to take out his iron fan.

Wearing black clothes, he walked among the people very quickly, like a ghost.

Soon she came to the head of the bandit, and a tiger claw pressed hard on the man's neck.

Feeling that his lifeline was being held in someone's hand, the family member didn't even know how he was being held by the man in black in front of him.

Mo Luo's hand tightened instantly, and as he watched the bandit leader's cheek gradually turn the color of pig's liver, he only had time to say:

"Woman...spare your life"

"Let me ask you again, what is the man you saw a few days ago like?!"

Wan Mo Luo's voice was deep, and there was a faint hint of threat in his words.

The bandit glanced at a group of his own people who had fallen on the ground in horror, and looked at Wan Mo Luo with much respect.

Wanmoluo loosened his hand a little, but still maintained his grip.

The bandit leader breathed a sigh of relief and then said:

"We...we met half a month ago, specifically..."

Then she glanced at the minion beside her, and saw the minion answered:

"Xia Xia, listen to me. When we saw them passing by in the mountains and forests, we wanted to go up and take advantage. However, we didn't expect that these ignorant men were extremely indifferent. They seemed to have seen something dirty when they saw us.

thing...."

"Speak to the important points"

Wan Moluo coldly interrupted the gangster's complaints and gave him a faint look.

The guy was startled by Wanmoluo, and said yes several times, and then continued:

"I remember that they were all wearing white clothes, and they looked like they were wearing linen and mourning. They were also carrying a sedan, and there seemed to be a person inside."

"Are there any people inside who look like this?"

Wan Moluo took out the portrait of Qiao Runzhi from the painting tube on his waist. The man looked at it carefully and shook his head:

"It seems there is none...but I haven't seen everything..."

Wanmoluo looked at her with an ambiguous look, frowned calmly, put the painting away, and then continued to ask:

"Then have they revealed who they are or which sect they belong to?"

"No, when they saw that we were trying to intercept them, they took action without saying a word. It hurts to hit someone..."

The guy said and rubbed his butt, as if the place where he was beaten was still aching.

Hearing this, Wan Moluo stopped talking. She had a hunch that the person they were talking about was the person from Shengtian Palace who kidnapped Qiao Runzhi.

But where did the people from Shengtian Palace go and how to find them... But they had no clue.

"What direction did they go to after that?"

When asked this question, the guy showed a confused look, as if he was confused at the time.

The bandit leader who had been silent before her now spoke:

"I remember going in the direction of Xuanyuan Kingdom."

"Are you sure?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wanmoluo looked at her and saw that her expression was much calmer than before. After thinking for a while, she said firmly:

"That's right, because these men are different from ordinary men, so I took a few more glances in the direction they left."

Wan Mo Luo nodded, thinking that it seemed that he still had to go to Xuanyuan Kingdom, but Xuanyuan Kingdom was so big, and the palace where Wan Sheng Palace was located was so hidden, it might take some time to find them.

Seeing that Wan Mo Luo stopped talking, the leader of the bandits coughed and tried to attract Wan Mo Luo's attention.

"Nvxia, it is fate that we meet today. I think you are not a bad person, so I will sell you a favor. This caravan will be regarded as a gift for us who have never known each other. I won't rob it. I hope I can get along with Nvxia

To make friends!"

After saying that, he handed over his hands and first gave his name:

"I am Huang Zihu, a bandit operating in this area. My village is in the Zhenling Mountain in front of me."

"Manmara."

Mara had no intention of getting acquainted with the bandits, but since the other party had shown his sincerity, Mara had no reason to refuse.

Huang Zihu briefly exchanged greetings with Mo Luo, and it was probably Huang Zihu who was talking. Mo Luo listened and saw that she was not interested and left wisely.

After the bandits finally left, Mo Luo prepared to continue to Xuanyuan Kingdom.

But before he could get far, he heard someone calling him from behind:

"Young hero, stay!"

The voice calling her was that of an old man. Wanmoluo turned around, and then saw the old man who was blocking the front, walking quickly towards him.

"Thank you, young hero, for saving me, Mr. Li. We are grateful!"

The old man knelt down and kowtowed to Wan Mo Luo.

Wan Mo Luo easily pulled him up and said:

"No, I didn't save you on purpose."

"Yes, Uncle Liu, didn't you see that she just wanted to ask the bandits about other things? If you really want to thank them, you might as well thank those bandits for their great mercy and the low eyebrows of the Bodhisattva."

"Second Young Master...Don't say such things. After all, it was this young hero who saved us..."

Uncle Liu turned to look at the second young master. Although his words were reproachful, his tone was extremely gentle and could not act as a deterrent.

"Tch, what's so big about it."

"This young master is so rude when he speaks. Could it be that you already have a way to escape, and it's me who has prevented you from using your fists and kicks?"

Wanmoluo didn't like people with such a temper. He was willing to behave well after getting an advantage, and was in a very bad mood because of Runzhi's disappearance. At this time, there was a person who hit the muzzle of the gun. He was even more irritable and said sharp words casually.

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"You...Uncle Liu, look at her, she doesn't deserve our thanks! I think you should stop being so sentimental."
To be continued...