"He is the person we have been looking for. It's him."
With the short-haired woman's words falling, the red-skirted woman and Chen Mo both tightened their expressions.
"Are they targeting me? What are they, and what do they want?"
Despite sitting on the stone bench as still as a mountain, Chen Mo's heart was in a panic; Qi and blood rose from his Dan Tian internally, with his right hand clenched into a fist, ready to strike.
Sun Qian and Su Ke wandered around the door, just as they stepped in, they saw this eerie scene. Without saying a word, they both subtly retreated back outside and then, one on the left and one on the right, casually closed the door.
Chen Mo and the red-skirted woman are in a deadlock. Their eyes lock together like a fuse that's been lit, and as the sound of the "Crispy Duo" closing the door echoes, the fuse ignites instantly. The blood-red figure emerges like a phantom.
The red silk flutters out from beneath the red-skirted woman's sleeves, slithering like a spirit snake, attacking Chen Mo from both sides.
"So fast."
Chen Mo secretly exclaimed in awe, the red-skirted woman had casually struck out, but her strength far exceeded that of every opponent he had encountered. In fact, she was even stronger than the Lingxiang Sect's Ling Changfeng.
Chen Mo launched both fists simultaneously, demonstrating his Tianxing Boxing skill to perfection. Its power could be compared to that of the day when he was dealing with Zhang Han at the Kuoshan Sect, but the red-skirted woman's red silk was like a needle falling into the sea, causing no ripples.
"Madam Saint cannot do this. He is the person the emperor wants. If we injure him, the emperor will not spare us."
Just then, the long-haired woman with an air of heroism behind the red-skirted woman suddenly shouted.
After a moment, the red silk in the red-skirted woman's sleeves stopped and continued to attack Chen Mo.
"Emperor? Madam Saint?"
Chen Mo immediately grasped the key point, dodging left and right with the red silk attacking, and formed a bold conjecture in his mind.
"Are you Yun Qiusui?"
"How could you..."
The red-skirted woman looked utterly shocked. She never expected that a person who had been dead for three hundred years would know her identity.
"Alright, let's just beat you up first and then talk."
Yun Qiusui didn't dwell on this matter. Her purpose was simple: first, beat Chen Mo up and teach him a good lesson. The stinky man, what right does he have to make the emperor so concerned about him.
The situation was not looking good. Madam Saint was not heeding the advice and insisted on hitting someone... Ning Xin and Li Yueyue behind Yun Qiusui were instantly extremely worried. If Chen Mo were to have an accident, they would surely be implicated.
The two didn't hesitate and rushed out, trying to stop Yun Qiusui's erratic behavior. However, Yun Qiusui seemed to have anticipated this. Two red silks shot out from behind her almost simultaneously, trapping the two in an instant, making them unable to move at all.
"Yun Qiusui, do we have any grudge?"
Chen Mo muttered a sentence, but the other party showed no leniency, looking determined to give him a thorough beating.
The red silk was fierce in its approach, and Chen Mo was on the verge of being unable to resist. As his situation became increasingly dangerous, he clenched his teeth and made an unexpected move against Yun Qiusui, charging forward.
"You..."
Yun Qiusui seemed utterly unprepared for Chen Mo not to dodge but instead charging towards her. For a moment, she was at a loss, and an overwhelming number of red silks rained down upon him like a fierce shower of pear blossoms.
Chen Mo unleashed a punch, containing half of his Qi and blood. It shattered through the onslaught of red silks and struck out a gap. Then, he stomped his feet hard on the ground, allowing him to charge towards Yun Qiusui in just a few breaths.
"Get out of the way."
Yun Qiusui was furious, and she waved her hand to summon the red silk for another attack. Chen Mo took the opportunity to leap forward, grabbing fiercely with his right hand.
"Pop"
Chen Mo's hand precisely grabbed Yun Qiushi's hand.
Instantly, the atmosphere became eerie again; Ning Xin and Li Yueyue, who were trapped behind, widened their eyes in shock; and Yun Qiusui, the party involved, had her phoenix-like eyes wide with astonishment, her proud chest heaving vigorously as if gathering anger.
"Get out, get out, and get the hell out of here!"
Yun Qiusui tried to shake her hand vigorously to get him off, but Chen Mo clung on like glue and refused to let go.
Yun Qiusui was in disarray, furious and restless. The next moment, all the red silk around her surged towards Chen Mo, blotting out the sky and sun like a descending red cloud, covering the entire courtyard.
"Oh, such a terrifying attack. I think, we should stay far away from it."
Outside the door, Sun Qian couldn't help but retreat a few steps as he looked at the red silks filling the sky.
"But, elder brother, the enemy he is facing is very strong. If we just leave like this, isn't it a bit unfair to him?"
Su Ke also retreated a few steps.
"It's fine. Brother Chen is very strong, and he has a talisman left by the old ancestor of Kuoshan Sect. He can surely turn the tide."
"But, the talisman is in the space ring, and the elder doesn't have any spiritual energy to retrieve it."
"Er..."
Sun Qian stood frozen in place, about to speak, when he saw a shadow behind him. It was like a bolt of thunder rushing over.
"This is... the Martial Command Bureau?"
At the same time, Yun Qiusui in the small courtyard had lost her sanity due to being unable to break free from Chen Mo's hand. Her charming fox eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, "I will kill you, I will kill you. I want to kill you, that stinky man."
"But if you kill me, Wuyin will be upset. Once she's upset, she won't bother with you anymore."
Chen Mo said with a grin.
The sky-high red silks, like wild beasts, were chaotic and fierce, but upon hearing Chen Mo's words, they suddenly calmed down in an instant. Yun Qiusui even shook her body in a reflex, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that his words had worked. He knew that Yun Qiusui was Liu Wuxin's best warrior, with tremendous strength and a strong dislike for being touched by men. At the same time, she was also the most loyal subordinate of Liu Wuxin and a sickly bromantic character……
When she learned that Liu Wuxin was looking for this stinky man, she was both envious and jealous, as well as angry. This is why she didn't differentiate between right and wrong when she learned Chen Mo's identity and wanted to discipline him without hesitation.
"You stinky man, you dare touch me... Considering the face of the emperor, I won't kill you, but you can't expect to be okay..."
Yun Qiusui burst into a rage, not intending to kill but certainly planning to give a sound beating. The sky-high red silk transformed into a massive palm print, descending from the heavens.
Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, quickly letting go of her hand and retreating. However, the red hand relentlessly pursued her. Just as this critical moment arrived, he saw a dagger blade suddenly fly out of the sky and instantly divide the red hand in half.
"Fu Jiangnan from the Martial Command Bureau has been invited and has arrived. Who are these ruffians here? Surrender at once!"
A resounding voice came from above the eaves of the courtyard, and there appeared a middle-aged man in a black robe of the Martial Command Bureau, with a scabbard across his waist and a Yanling sword in hand, looking majestic and domineering as he looked down upon everyone from above.
Time flies, and three hundred years have passed since the young man with youthful vigor. He has grown into a middle-aged uncle now, but his aura of righteousness remains unchanged.
Just as he had first appeared three hundred years ago, Fu Jiangnan has arrived.
