The ink centrifugal system is Fangyao, so the action in Liuzhou is faster than in Datong.He went directly to the city and met with Liuzhou Zhifu Liuchang on the same day.But he was not immediately taken down, but quietly presided over the disaster relief.

Since the news of Hejiang's detention in Beijing has been exposed in advance, Liu Changsheng has been prepared, why not let him do something practical for the people before Fufa.

Therefore, the materials were distributed, the shed was given to him, and he was only responsible for the supervision.

With a lot of hands, things go fast.In this way, he can go to his Yao as soon as possible, and he will not be able to run away from Liu Changsheng for two days.

Like Datong, at first the people of Liuzhou did not believe that the court really sent someone to help them.But ready-made quilts, robes, grain, and silver were piled up like a mountain before them.

Believe it or not.

He received disaster relief materials, and he explained and apologized to the court for his late help to the victims.

The people wore cotton robes from the court, holding the rice food sent by the court in their hands, and holding the quilts purchased by the court in their arms, even if they had resentment against the court's heart, they could not help but fade at this moment.

Mo left ordered Liu Zong to give free treatment to the sick people and cook soup and give medicine.

The so-called riots did not happen under the mood of the rapid calming of the victims with the tide of the thunder.

This also made Mo Chen's plan to kill him while the riots were also failed.

In order to complete the mission, they changed to night assassination, it is unexpected that Xiangyang also arrived in Liuzhou on this day, under his personal command.

Whether Mo Wei was really attacked by the mob and died, as long as he died, it was the same as the play that appeared in front of the emperor.

Who cares about the truth?Who can find out the truth!

Without life, the case will not turn over.

In the dark night, Mo left a group of people to go to the largest brothel in Liuzhou, and was intoxicated.Liu Changsheng cunning like a fox, actually hid things in a brothel, ordinary people really can't think of it.

No wonder the mouth was so hard and he did not confess.

But he did not think that there would be no hidden places, nor could he hide his ink-skinned eyes.It is estimated that Liu Changsheng is still wondering why he helped himself to send silver and grain to the people the next second, and he was arrested and imprisoned in the next second.

Mo left a line of people, directly into the heart building, surrounded all four doors before and after things, and a fly could not fly out.

The mother of Cao in the brothel is a good old man, and it is because of this relationship that things are hidden here.Cao's mother is a female, see this battle, even the heart of resistance is afraid, directly explain.He personally brought things out.

Mo was only waiting outside the intoxicated building, and in such a place, he did not disdain to enter.Seeing that the subordinates turned things out, in addition to the disaster relief silver marked by the official government, there are many antique paintings, gold and silver jewelry, coarse and one estimate, less than 100,000 this number.

Such a large amount can feed the people of the city, but he is still complaining to the court, falsely claiming that the disaster is serious, and allocating 300,000 cups of water truck salary, but he is guarding this huge asset and dreaming at night.

This kind of person, what kind of conscience can be said, is selfish and cold-blooded to the extreme, no medicine can save, no forgivable.

Successfully receiving stolen goods.Mo left with Cao's mother's confession and returned to the county.In the face of physical evidence, Liuzhou still denied it, saying that these things were not his.

Mo is not in a hurry, by him slowly think, one day he will think of honest.

Hidden in the dark, Xiangyang has been looking for the opportunity to carry out the assassination plan, see Mo left to find the stolen goods, feel can not wait.Start in the county.

Dozens of killers, martial arts are excellent.Fortunately, Liu Zongqing several doctors returned to the room early to rest, even if they heard the movement, they did not open the door.

It is not that they are afraid of death, but they know that going out can't help, but they are bothering His Royal Highness.

The other side's high martial arts, but the number is limited, Mo from the first-hand cultivation of the dark guard can be described as a nest, otherwise he can be sure to protect the safety of Yao Er and those who will not martial arts.

In Yuzhou, it will not be able to divide the large number of people and horses who carry stones in the box pretending to be loaded into Datong relief and successfully attract their attention.

After several contests, the other person died, seven hundred and eighty-eight, and there was also damage from this side.The sun is covered with face, holding the determination to destroy the evidence, so every move is a dead hand.

The dark guard taught by Mo Diversion knows that the mission is not life or death, and never fights to escape before the mission is completed, and will not be merciless to the enemy's sword.

Therefore, the two sides are fighting, so that they are necessary killing skills.

Mo Yi seemed to be more interested in the person who gave the order, several times close, trying to expose his mask and see his face.

Because of his body, Mo has a familiar feeling.

He thought he must have seen the black men.

Xiangyang martial arts is not as good as ink, every time the ink is close, he is retreating as the best policy, coupled with a few dead people around the desperate protection, ink away from a moment can not succeed.

But people can't catch it, and it's not difficult to hurt him.

The ink suddenly waved a sword and pushed it straight to each other's throat.Seeing each other's clever retreat, avoiding the past, not annoyed, but a thin lip, with a lightning bolt to cut out a sword.

Xiangyang thought that he could not beat ink away, but ink was partial to himself, and his heart had long been vigilant, afraid that Mo left doubted his identity.

As he was about to retreat, Mo cut a sword from the face, and he tried to figure it out all over, flashing to the side and took a risk to avoid the past.Before I breathed, a cold light followed, the sword pointed directly to the position of his heart, the sun was shocked, a consciousness raised his hand, the sword light fell on the arm, drew a deep mouth.

The sun shivered, the blood was pouring, and the whole sleeve was quickly wet.He moved a little, painfully, unable to force at all.

Looking up, his eyes stared fiercely, because it was the hand he had stabbed by the sword.

So, how did he fight?

“Either let your man give up his sword and surrender, or he will get out of the way and go back to heal.”Let me remind you that if your hand is not healed in time, I am afraid it will be scrapped.However, Liuzhou is now in this situation, the doctor is difficult to find, and the injury medicine is even more difficult to find.Stay here, I have a doctor."

Mo left the sword, pointing directly to each other, a thin lip picked up a shallow curvature, he was laughing, but it was colder than the frost and snow under his feet.

He was so excited that he walked day and night, just to get ink out of the head.But half of the fingers of the people have not hurt, but their own side is heavy casualties.

If he can't take him in Liuzhou, it is even more difficult to go to Jeju.

Because the killer he brought has lost half of this assassination tonight!

But what is the use of it, he has lost this battle, can he still annihilate all the people who have left the ink with a broken team?

Because of the injury in his hands, Xiangyang did not hesitate, waved directly, and withdrew in full.

For a moment, the scene of the sword colliding and sparking suddenly quieted down.

Liu Zongqing saw that the black man was far away, the situation was determined, and he quickly opened the door and ran out to see the wounded.

“Your Highness, are you okay?”The first thing that Liu Zongqing cares about is the natural separation of ink.

"I'm all right."Mo looked down at the bloodstain on the back of his eyes, shook his head, and looked at the direction in which the man in black was gone.The leader looked so familiar, who is he?

Liu Zongqing listened to him and said that he was okay, but he really did not look carefully, and stared down at the corpse on the ground: "With due respect, they must be facing Liu Changsheng and the boxes of goods, His Highness should not let them go."The leader was so hurt, the others were also injured, and then entangled them for a few rounds, and they could win all of them.

Why do you suddenly let them go!