Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

In the darkness, the flames gradually appeared, and after a while, there were more and more light spots, and they got closer and closer, and a large group of people holding torches came in a mighty manner, very powerful.

Lian Mufeng subconsciously protected Mo Yuan behind him. Mo Yuan smiled, hugged the kitten with its head sticking out of his arms onto his shoulder, and walked around him: "It seems that the people of the Hundred Zerg are spying on us secretly. For a long time."

Although Lian Mufeng was a little worried, he didn't stop him. He just frowned and looked at the approaching crowd and said, "The visitor is not kind, King Xuan is simply seeking skins from tigers, you have to be careful."

Mo Yuan nodded, and held his hand behind his back.

Lian Mufeng curled the corners of his lips untimely, grabbed his hand instead, and squeezed hard before releasing it.

Mo Yuan took a few steps forward, raised his hands in a bow like a literati, straightened up and smiled at the crowd in front of him, "What's the virtue and the ability, boy, to actually greet the Patriarch of Duan Gan in person!"

Standing first among the people was a middle-aged man with a slight beard. This man was not tall, but he was very imposing. He was the current Patriarch of the Duan Gan clan, a great family of the Hundred Zong Clan. He bowed slightly, perfunctory and arrogant He bowed politely, looked at Mo Yuan and smiled, his expression couldn't hide his contempt, and said in Central Plains dialect: "Young Master Mo Yao, don't come here without any harm."

At this time, the shriveled old man who was sitting on the ground had already struggled to stand up, and shouted excitedly at Patriarch Duan Gan. Xing Liu thought he was noisy, so he threw a stone and hit his dumb acupoint, and the old man's voice stopped abruptly. .

Patriarch Duan Gan had a half-smile and said, "Master Mo Yao, what is the meaning of this? If our high priest does not entertain well, I will apologize to you for him, how about you let him go?"

Mo Yuan smiled and said: "It's not impossible to let people go, but I would like to ask Patriarch Duan Gan to clear up my doubts. You and Patriarch Baili went to Beijing to meet the lord a year ago, and you had a good talk at that time. Why did you say you turned your face today?" Turn your face and let your high priest attack us with bugs before we meet? Is this your way of hospitality?"

Patriarch Duan Gan raised his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Cooperating with King Xuan is the patriarch's willful action. I don't agree with it. You people from the Central Plains are too cunning to be trusted at all. The Jiuxi tribe is a lesson from the past."

Mo Yuan said sincerely without conscience: "King Xuan is different from the current sage. King Xuan will never do something like killing a donkey. Patriarch Duan Gan still misunderstood us too much! Why don't I go and visit Patriarch Baili now?" , shall we sit down and talk slowly?"

Patriarch Duan Gan sneered: "Patriarch Baili is sick, so it is inconvenient to see guests. Now I am in charge of all affairs in the clan. I have decided not to cooperate with your lord. You leave your things and leave."

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around and waved at Ding Chou.

Ding Chou immediately leaned over and cursed in a low voice: "It's too shameless to return things and leave them behind!"

Mo Yuan asked him, "Did the Hundred Zerg change people? When did it happen?"

Ding Chou was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly shrank a little, shrank his neck and said: "I... I am just a prisoner, I have only seen some little Luo Luo, I don't know anything about their affairs..."

Mo Yuan looked at him thoughtfully.

Ding Chou was so ashamed and felt that he was useless, so he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and get in.

Mo Yuan turned his head and said to Patriarch Duan Gan: "Clan Patriarch Baili is sick, and I should pay a visit. I also ask Patriarch Duan Gan to lead the way."

Patriarch Duan Gan's face turned cold: "Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, Hundred Zerg doesn't welcome people from the Central Plains, please leave immediately!"

Xing Liu murmured strangely in the back: "People from the Central Plains are not welcome~ I can learn the Central Plains dialect very well~"

The bodyguard next to him showed a smile.

Lian Mufeng lifted the silent old man who was jumping anxiously with one hand, held the old man by the back of the neck and said, "Please ask Patriarch Duan Gan to lead the way."

Patriarch Duan Gan glanced at Lian Mufeng, laughed loudly, pointed at the old man and said, "Are you threatening me with this old thing? Since he is in your hands, it's natural to kill him or cut him down."

Although the old man could not understand the Central Plains dialect, he could clearly see his attitude, and stared blankly on the spot.

Mo Yuan and Lian Mufeng looked at each other. Patriarch Duan Gan's attitude did not seem to be fake. Both of them vaguely guessed that the old man might have a close relationship with Patriarch Baili. Patriarch Duan Gan's current attitude must have something to do with their clan. rights struggle.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, Patriarch Duan Gan lost his patience, and said in a deep voice: "Drive these Central Plains people out for me!" As he spoke, he cast his eyes on Mo Yuan, and said meaningfully, "If you don't want to leave, Mr. Mo Yao, you can stay. Taste it, it will make King Xuan's eyes envious, so there must be something special about it."

Lian Mufeng's complexion changed slightly, his eyes burst out with chilling intent, he quickly took off the bow and arrow on his back with his backhand, and without waiting for the reaction of the people on the other side, he quickly opened the bow, and the sharp arrow shot out with a whistling sound, piercing straight into Duan Gan In the Patriarch's bun, the fierce force flew him out, and hit the tree behind him heavily.

There was a loud bang, and a large leaf was shaken off. Patriarch Duan Gan's feet were suspended in the air, and he was nailed to the thick tree trunk, unable to move.

The sudden change shook the surroundings into silence, Patriarch Duan Gan was knocked so that his brain roared, he was still in shock, his complexion turned pale, his eyes were wide open and his lips trembled for a long time before he could utter a sound.

Lian Mufeng's complexion was tense, and his deep voice was full of murderous aura: "Patriarch Duan Gan, please respect yourself. If you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame the arrow in my hand for not recognizing people!"

Mo Yuan took a step back, shoulder to shoulder with Lian Mufeng, stretched out his hand to hold his fist hanging by his side, and burrowed his cool fingertips into his palm.

Lian Mufeng's heart trembled slightly, and he subconsciously let go of his clenched hand. He turned his head to look at Mo Yuan, met a pair of dark pupils with soft smiles, and was stunned, his anger gradually subsided, and he held his hand.

The Baichong people on the opposite side came to their senses and hurriedly surrounded Patriarch Duan Gan to protect him. Several burly tribesmen went up to help them, but found that the arrow was pierced so deep that they couldn't shake it, so they had no choice but to hold Duan Gan back. The Patriarch's bun was untied, which saved him.

Patriarch Duan Gan let his clansmen support him with his hair in a messy bun, and his face lost his face. He stared at Lian Mufeng with a distorted expression: "Are you from Lianjiabao?"

Lian Mufeng didn't want to say more, and said lightly: "Yes."

Patriarch Duan Gan gritted his teeth and sneered: "Lianjiabao's archery skills are superb, and it really deserves its reputation! I underestimated you all!"

As he said that, his expression became complete, and he raised his hand and ordered: "Close the net!"

"Avoid!" Lian Mufeng was extremely vigilant, he realized the danger the moment his face changed, he yelled and hugged Mo Yuan and flew up. Although the other bodyguards also took action immediately, they were half a minute behind.

I saw the fallen leaves on the ground rising with a "wow--", a huge white net was lifted into the air with the fallen leaves, encircling half of the bodyguards and others who hadn't come to avoid it, and quickly closed their mouths, and finally hung in the air like a huge boulder. mid-air.

As the night deepened, the forest was shrouded in darkness, only the torches of the Baichong tribe illuminated the whole world. They deliberately raised the torches high to illuminate the bodyguards struggling in their net pockets.

Xing Liu was trapped in the net, and while sharpening the net rope with a dagger, he yelled angrily: "Your grandfather! You southern Xinjiang people are really cunning! You Bai Zong are despicable and shameless! If you have the ability to fight me openly!"

Patriarch Duan Gan smiled contemptuously: "This is a web woven by the southern border spider. It can't be broken by knives and fire, and... this web is poisonous. If there is no antidote, the poisoned person will have seven orifices in half an hour. Bleeding to death." He said and looked at Lian Mufeng, "If you dare to shoot me, they will all be buried with me!"

Lian Mufeng's hand holding the bow and arrow tightened suddenly, and the corners of his eyes were filled with anger.

Mo Yuan raised his hand to hold down the bow in his hand, and smiled at Patriarch Duan Gan: "They are just a group of guards. Why should Patriarch Duan Gan implicate the innocent? Why don't you let me replace them? As long as you let them go, I will let you go." disposal."

Lian Mufeng said in a deep voice, "Don't mess around!"

Patriarch Duan Gan laughed complacently: "I said earlier, don't toast or eat fine wine, now there is no room for you to bargain." He smiled and said, "Since you don't know how to praise, then don't even think about leaving !"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hundred Zong people surrounded him with their weapons.

At this time, a rustling sound suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest, followed by an earth-shattering roar.

Patriarch Duan Gan's complexion changed slightly, his eyes turned to the old man in the net pocket, the old man was still silent at this moment, he just gave him an angry look and then turned his head away.

The rustling sound approached quickly, Patriarch Duan Gan took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down: "The holy things are coming! Catch them for me, and use them to sacrifice to the holy things!"

Lian Mufeng protected Mo Yuan behind him, and was about to meet the enemy, but saw Patriarch Duan Gan's feet off the ground without warning, flew into the air, danced and screamed in mid-air, and then fell down with a "bang--" .

A tentacle left from his waist and slowly retracted.

It was the giant centipede that attacked him.

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Mo Yuan: "..."

The accident happened suddenly, and both sides were a little bit overwhelmed. The people of the Zongzu looked at each other in blank dismay. They wanted to help others, but they were afraid of the giant centipede that suddenly appeared and did not distinguish between enemy and friend. They were in a dilemma.

Patriarch Duan Gan struggled to get up, a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his expression was embarrassed and he couldn't hide his fear.

At this moment, the giant centipede raised its foot, and without moving Patriarch Duan Gan, it slowly crawled over the crowd towards Mo Yuan and Lian Mufeng.

Patriarch Duan Gan narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped away the blood from his mouth, straightened up and said with a sneer: "It seems that our holy object has already chosen the sacrifice."

The giant centipede stopped in front of Mo Yuan, twitched its long legs, flicked its tentacles lightly, only to hear another "bang -" and threw a dead wild boar to Mo Yuan's feet.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

Patriarch Duan Gan's eyes widened in shock, and he stared at the giant centipede in disbelief. Only after he stared at the giant centipede through the light of the fire did he see that there were several large and small beasts lying beside the giant centipede.

An inexplicable premonition rose in his heart.

Mo Yuan tentatively kicked the wild boar, raised his eyebrows and asked, "For me?"

The giant centipede's tentacles swayed lightly, stretched out and rubbed against his chest, as if being intimate, and then threw the prey around him to Mo Yuan one by one under the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

"boom--"

"Boom-boom-"

Everyone: "..."

Mo Yuan blinked, and slowly shifted his gaze from the prey to the giant centipede in surprise.

Patriarch Duan Gan stood up with the support of his clansmen, took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "What...what's going on...impossible..."

Lian Mufeng looked at the strange looking old man in the net pocket, raised his brows slightly, and said loudly: "Xing Liu, untie the dumb acupoints of their priests."

Xing Liu's face was twisted by the bodyguards around him, and he was struggling. Hearing this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to relieve the old man's acupoint.

As soon as the old man was free, he immediately chattered a series of words to Patriarch Duan Gan, and after finishing speaking, he giggled rather gloatingly.

Mo Yuan turned his head to look at Lian Mufeng: "Do you understand?"

Lian Mufeng shook his head: "His accent is too strong, I can't understand."

Patriarch Duan Gan fell into an ice cave instantly after hearing what the old man said, with colorful expressions on his face, and he swallowed hard after a long while.

Mo Yuan leaned slightly to Lian Mufeng's ear: "Is this a bright future?"

Lian Mufeng turned his head, met his raised black and white eyes, couldn't hold back a smile on his face: "Forget it."

Mo Yuan withdrew his gaze, pulled Lian Mufeng tentatively and lifted his foot to walk around the huge monster in front of him. The giant centipede's tentacles moved, and immediately followed him to turn around. Mo Yuan stopped and looked at Lian Mufeng thoughtfully. , continue to move forward, and the giant centipede followed closely.

Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows, laughed suddenly, and quickened his pace to walk towards Patriarch Duan Gan, when there was another rustling sound behind him.

The Hundred Zong people immediately raised their weapons and surrounded them, but they dared not go forward in fear. Seeing the giant centipede getting closer, they were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and knelt down on the ground with soft legs.

Patriarch Duan Gan had no one to protect him, backed back again and again with a pale face, and finally leaned against a tree with his back, hurriedly stood up straight and sternly straightened his messy clothes, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

Mo Yuan raised his hand, and the tentacles of the giant centipede followed closely.

Patriarch Duan Gan leaned back in fright, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mo Yuan stretched out his hand in front of him, and suddenly fell backwards, throwing himself to the ground with an "ouch".

Lian Mufeng: "..."

The giant centipede seemed to be enraged, and its tentacles immediately lifted Patriarch Duan Gan up, then threw him high and flung him out fiercely.

"Ahhhh-"

Mo Yuan stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his hands, raised his eyes and smiled as Patriarch Duan Gan fell from mid-air with a howl, broke a branch, fell heavily on the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.

Lian Mufeng suppressed a smile: "Cough..."

The giant centipede's tentacles reached out again, and gently rubbed against Mo Yuan's body with a bit of intimacy.

Mo Yuan looked at the huge monster in front of him, and touched the tentacles tentatively. The giant centipede seemed to be happy, and relaxed its long legs and lay down on the ground. The end of the tentacles arched towards his chest.

There were many doubts and surprises in Mo Yuan's heart, but his face was very indifferent. He looked at the giant centipede and praised with a smile: "Well done!"

Not far away, Patriarch Duan Gan was almost dying. He lay on the ground and coughed several mouthfuls of blood before slowly regaining consciousness. Finally, he was helped up by the clansmen who drove over. He staggered two steps and knelt down on the ground. , met Mo Yuan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and became angry from embarrassment. He waved away the clansman angrily, raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Mo Yuan: "You—"

Mo Yuan's smile deepened: "Hand shaking?"

Patriarch Duan Gan thought he was exhausted at first, but after hearing Mo Yuan's words, his heart trembled suddenly, and then he looked at his hands and found that the trembling was unusual. I couldn't help crying out in pain, and I was sweating profusely.

Lian Mufeng said unexpectedly: "Did you poison him?"

"Yeah!" Mo Yuan chuckled, and looked coldly at Patriarch Duan Gan lying on the ground and howling in pain. When he saw the kitten poking its head out of Lian Mufeng's arms, he reached out to take it and hugged it in his arms, and touched it with lowered eyes. The kitten has smooth and soft fur.

Lian Mufeng thought for a while, and guessed that it was the poison that Mo Yuan stretched out his hand to flop, but he didn't notice it at all at the time. This kind of poison use is exquisite. He could not help but imagine that Mo Yuan was soaked in poison when he was young In the middle of the situation, a sudden pain in the heart.

Mo Yuan walked towards Patriarch Duan Gan, and smiled as he walked, "I don't know exactly what the poison of the Southern Border Emperor Spider is, but I know my poison very well. It has a name that sounds delicious—" —Soft and crispy, isn’t it very appropriate? Do you feel that your hands and feet are soft, your meridians are numb, and your bones are crunchy? This taste should be good, and I don’t know if you like it or not. Patriarch Duan Gan, can you still stand up? ?”

Patriarch Duan Gan's face was distorted and terrified: "Ah—ah—"

Mo Yuan hugged the frightened kitten tightly, and said softly, "Patriarch Duan Gan, this poison will kill you in a quarter of an hour. If you want to live, let us go immediately. If you dare to play tricks, I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death."

Veins popped up on Duan Gan's face, enduring the severe pain and yelling at the people around him: "Quick! Let him go! Get the antidote!"