Chapter 46 Rushing to Juema

The reason for being so anxious was largely because he was worried about the snake venom on Mo Qi's body. After all, Sun Xiangyi was also a member of the demon sect. He was moody and his injuries were too serious to save. He would inevitably turn his anger on others when he was about to die, and he might have the heart to die together.

We drove all the way until dusk, when it was dark and couldn't see the road, we stopped at the bottom of a hill. Mo Qi looked after Sun Xiangyi in the car, and Mo Yu picked up some dry wood and grass from around. After the fire started, he pulled away.

Close the curtain and let the two of them get out of the carriage.

Sun Xiangyi was miserable at the moment. He had straightened his appearance and was messy again. He was hunched over and sitting cross-legged in front of the fire, supported by Mo Yu on each side.

Tremblingly, he took the crutch and pulled out the head of the cane. The green snake poked out in awe, its head straight up and spat out a message. A cold ring swept over Mo Yu and the two of them. After Sun Xiangyi drank in a low voice, it snaked its way along its master's arm.

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It's not the first time I've seen it, but it always scares me.

Mo Yu and the other two stepped aside, fearfully watching the green snake open and close its bloody mouth, condensing two drops of green poison, and dripped it from its fangs into Sun Xiangyi's mouth.

Sun Xiangyi swallowed the venom with a grunt, then his eyes widened, and his face flushed with blood. He threw the green snake aside and began to move his skills, his hair and hair not moving in the wind.

Mo Qi then pulled Mo Yu's sleeves. Mo Yu turned his head and cast his gaze, and found that the green snake was languid at the moment. It struggled to climb up to the crutches and put it back on its own.

Mo Yu looked stern, made a silent gesture to Mo Qi, pulled him over to sit aside, and waited quietly.

This time was no different than before. It took Sun Xiangyi twice as long to wake up. When he woke up, Mo Qi was lying next to the fire and taking a nap, while Mo Yu was feeding the horse.

Hearing the noise, Mo Yu turned around and found that Sun Xiangyi had woken up and looked much better than before. He felt relieved and threw the grass in his hand on the ground, letting the horse eat it.

He walked lightly to the carriage, opened the curtain and took out a pot of wine, a piece of shortbread, and a piece of beef jerky. He and Mo Qi had already eaten before, so they didn't take more.

He walked to the fire and threw it to Sun Xiangyi. The latter was stunned at first, then his face was complicated. He raised his hand and took the wine bottle with his right hand, and the dried meat biscuits with his left hand. He opened the wine lid with his right thumb and raised his neck.

Three big mouthfuls into the stomach.

Mo Qi had woken up faintly at this moment, rubbed his eyes with his hands and sat up. Now that he had entered the threshold of martial arts, his facial features and senses were higher than ordinary people. He tilted his head and stared at Sun Xiangyi, seeing the latter's posture, his face showed peace of mind.

Mo Yu sat over and picked up a wooden stick to stir the fire without saying a word.

Sun Xiangyi glanced at the two of them, chewed a few mouthfuls of meat cakes, and drank a few mouthfuls of strong wine. Then he burped and smiled at Mo Yu: "You kid, you really make me unhappy."

Mo Yu continued to stir the fire and sneered: "Even if I'm unhappy, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Sun Xiangyi was neither angry nor angry. He threw up his head and laughed uncharacteristically. After laughing, he coughed loudly. Seeing this, Mo Qi wanted to stand up and pat his back, but was stopped by a wave of his hand.

Sun Xiangyi handed the wine bottle to Mo Yu, narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you afraid of this devil?!"

Mo Yu raised his head, not afraid to look at her, while Mo Qi was in a dilemma, not knowing how to act.

They looked at each other for four or five breaths, and the two of them made no other movements. The fire was crackling, and the atmosphere was very unusual.

Finally, Sun Xiangyi's eyes darkened, and he sneered and tried to withdraw his right hand, but Mo Yu raised his mouth and reached out to grab the wine bottle. While Sun Xiangyi was astonished, he raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Whether you're afraid or not, it all depends on my pleasure.

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After saying this, he took the wine pot in his hand, raised his neck, pointed the spout of the pot up in the air, and poured it towards his mouth. Instantly, his throat felt hot, his chest was tight, he coughed, and he poured a lot of wine down his mouth.

"You bastard, you're wasting my good wine!" Seeing Mo Yu's posture, Sun Xiangyi's expression softened, but his tone was unkind. He bared his teeth and cursed. He grabbed the wine bottle and shook it from side to side. When he saw that most of the wine was gone, he glared angrily.

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Mo Yu seldom drinks alcohol, or rather he doesn't know how to drink. He only drank half a bottle of rice wine when the old beggar was cremated last time. But the wine he drank in front of him was fine pure rice wine. It was very strong. It was only a few sips.

His cheeks were already red and he was burping from wine.

This was the first time Mo Qi saw his eldest brother in such a state, and he was confused and a little sad. When his grandfather was alive, his favorite thing was to lean under the old tree in the temple, drink rice wine, and sing songs.

Sun Xiangyi had already finished eating the dried meat biscuits in his hand. He glanced at the two of them with a dark look in his eyes. He raised his mouth and drank the wine bottle. He burped loudly and said: "The moon is hanging this night, and the mountain road is still clear. You

Are the two little devils still sleepy?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu shook his head vigorously and used his kung fu to suppress the alcohol. He turned his head and looked at Sun Xiangyi. Seeing that the latter was full of energy at the moment, he said softly: "Senior's injury is a little relieved, why don't we rest for the night and start early tomorrow.

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Mo Qi also had a puzzled look on his face. Since Sun Xiangyi was injured today and could no longer continue driving, why would he want to travel all night? According to his plan, he would be able to reach Juemagou tomorrow evening.

Sun Xiangyi took in the expressions of Mo Yu and the two of them and remained silent. After half a stick of incense, he brushed his crutch with his right palm, stood up slowly, raised his head and looked at the moon, and said in a melancholy tone: "I'm just suppressing the injury now, it won't last long, and finally

By noon tomorrow, there will be no cure."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yu's heart was agitated, and he was no longer drunk at all. He stood up decisively, winked at Mo Qi, and turned around to fetch the carriage.

The carriage stopped next to the fire. Mo Qi and Sun Xiangyi came over. Mo Yu opened the curtain and let the two of them get into the carriage. He sat outside the carriage and whispered into the carriage: "Don't worry, you old devil is too stubborn to die."

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At the same time as he finished speaking, he raised his riding crop with his right hand and slapped the horses' buttocks hard. The horses neighed in pain and galloped forward with all their strength as soon as they lifted their hooves.

The night breeze was cool and rustling, and people were beating against each other. Sun Xiangyi in the car just chuckled and did not answer Mo Yu's words. The three of them had their own thoughts and fell into silence again, only galloping and kicking.

Unknowingly, Mo Yu felt a little fond of this murderous old demon, and was no longer as disgusted and vigilant as before, either because the two had similarities, or because they felt sympathy and compassion, or perhaps because of his experience today.

This time...

There was a full moon overhead, and the light was very bright. He could clearly avoid some potholes and bumps. Mo Yu clearly recalled the path described by Sun Xiangyi in his mind, and compared it carefully, for fear of taking the wrong and detoured route.

After traveling all night, the morning light emerged, and the carriage came out with a car full of dew. White mist shrouded the three of them. They climbed over a mountain, three canyons, and two villages at night, and were heading towards a rocky stream.

Seeing the mouth of the stream in the distance, Mo Yu's expression became stern, and he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart. Generally, such dangerous and dangerous places are usually the places where bandits come and go. This was the case last time in Xiantiantian.

Approaching the mouth of the gorge, the two horses began to slow down with all their strength, their nostrils were wheezing, and their hooves began to beat straight.

Mo Yu secretly sighed that something was wrong. It was just when he was crossing the stream and the most unexpected moment, unexpectedly, the horse dropped its pick. At this time, Sun Xiangyi coughed again in the carriage, and Mo Qi called out from within.

Mo Yu sat up, opened the curtain and looked inside. He saw that Sun Xiangyi's face was pale, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and a green snake was coiled around his neck and spitting out a message.

Needless to say, Sun Xiangyi's injury broke out. Looking at his desperate skills, it was really difficult to suppress him. Mo Qi, who had an anxious face, gave Mo Qi a calm look, lowered the curtain, and was about to give the horse a few more whips, when the mouth of the stream exploded. There was a sound of horses neighing, followed by a loud shout.

"Hey, this road was opened by me, and this tree belongs to me. I want to cross here and leave the money to buy my life!"

The voice was arrogant, and the horse's hooves were approaching quickly. Mo Yu's face was gloomy, he stood up from the crossbar of the carriage with his sword in hand, and looked coldly towards the mouth of the stream.

In the car, Sun Xiangyi's cough got worse. He must have been influenced by the outside world, and he was so angry that he went astray. Mo Qi stuck his head out to see what was going on, but Mo Yu pushed him back and told him to take good care of Sun Xiangyi.

As expected, three bay-red horses ran out of the mouth of the stream, each carrying a man on its back. There were three people in total, all middle-aged men! One of them had a heavy sword on his shoulder, the other had an iron chain in his hand, and the last one had two swords.

The three of them were dressed ruggedly and looked like gangsters. At a glance, they were obviously bandits from the nearby area! The three of them rode their horses over, circled around the carriage, sneered, and looked at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu's face turned cold, and he stood on the carriage with his sword across his chest: "What do you guys have to do?"

Hearing Mo Yu's words, the three of them looked at each other in astonishment, and then laughed wildly. After a while, the anti-knife bandit stood his horse in front of Mo Yu, spitting thick phlegm and shouted: "Hey, you bastard boy, this is my grandpa." The Lord of Jianjian is..."

Halfway through the words, Mo Yu couldn't bear to continue listening, so he sobbed and the sound of the sword flashed through the white light. The bandit covered his neck and muttered loudly, and blood spilled under the horse, becoming a corpse.

"Brother!", "Boss!"

The other two gangsters were still fussing over each other, and were horrified to find that their boss had turned into a cold corpse. What happened happened so fast that they couldn't even react.

They each wailed, dismounted and ran to the corpse, screaming in disbelief.

Mo Yu didn't care about this. Sun Xiangyi's injuries in the car were getting more and more serious, and he might die at any time. It was very likely that even Mo Qi's snake venom would not be detoxified.

As for the three gangsters in front of him, when they first came over, Mo Yu could tell that their realms were not high. They were all on the same level as the heaven and earth. They were not worth fearing at all. They were also harmful to one party, so he killed them as soon as possible.

The gangsters were still roaring. Mo Yu was disgusted and made You cry. The banging of the sword woke up the two gangsters. When the two men looked over with hatred, Mo Yu shouted in a cold voice: "Stay here, get out!"

The two of them remained motionless, clenching their weapons tightly. They wanted to make a move but were extremely afraid.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed, and Youqi raised his hand and made a stabbing motion with his sword. The two gangsters immediately looked frightened, screamed, turned around and ran away. Only then did they show mercy.

Most of these snakes and rats in the world have their own interests, and few of them are just people who do not care about life and death. They tear off the pretense. They are all selfish, greedy for life and afraid of death.

Mo Yu looked like he had known this for a long time, so he did not chase and kill them all. He dismounted and untied the two tired horses, patted their backs and shouted: "Go to hell~"

The horse was frightened and strode back towards the way it came. Halfway through, it looked back at Mo Yu. Mo Yu had no choice but to pick up a handful of stones and throw them away before driving away.

The gangsters left three horses behind. Judging from their physical and mental conditions, they thought they were full of food and drink. Mo Yu all tied up the carriage and set off on the road again.

The three horses were strong and full again, and their speed had more than doubled than before. Under Mo Yu's whip, they accelerated even faster.

The scenery along the way was like a curtain, and the wind and dust were everywhere. None of the three of them had anything to eat or drink, and the journey was bumpy. Finally, at six o'clock in the morning, they dared to reach the outside of Juema Valley.

In Juema Valley, as Sun Xiangyi said, the forest outside is lush and green, and an active stream lies across the street. Birds and wild animals come in and out from time to time, and you can see the high hanging walls from a distance.
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