Creation Color Master

Chu Mo stood on the Haoran Pavilion, looking at the snow-covered world in front of him with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Just as Chu Mo was standing in front of the attic window making tea and admiring the snow, a monk in black slowly approached Chu Mo.

Seeing Yao Guangxiao, Chu Mo still stared at the falling snow in the sky and asked, "How is it going? Did Zhou Xuankai chase him to Yong'an Town?"

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "Haha, just as the lord expected. This person has summoned more than a dozen military practitioners from the family. Judging from their attire, they should be the family guards. In addition, there are two guests, both of whom are at the second level of cultivation. Now two carriages are parked in the alley not far away. They should come soon."

Chu Mo thought about the opponent's fighting power, and then said to the back: "Mingzhu, can you deal with one of the second level body-building level cultivators?"

As Chu Mo finished his words, a beautiful woman with outstanding grace and voluptuous figure slowly walked out from the side. The blue fox fur coat on her body perfectly highlighted her figure, and her every frown and smile was captivating.

Name: Mrs. Pearl

Weapon: Thousand Poison Sac

Skill: "Nine Netherworlds Ten Thousand Poisons"

Faction: Human (Poison Master)

Potential: Pregnant Gu King

Cultivation: Peak of One Mirror Summoning Spirit

Introduction: One of the "Four Evil Generals of Night" who is the confidant of the great Korean general Ji Wuye, and the cousin of the Blood-robed Marquis Bai Yifei. She is the most favored concubine of King Han An and is known as the "Blue Sea Tide Banshee". She is good at witchcraft, and is good at mixing Baiyue incense to control people's minds.

Accompanied by a burst of fragrance, in just a moment, Chu Mo knew that Mingzhu had used incense. Just when Chu Mo wanted to use his internal energy to resist, Yao Guangxiao took the first step and spoke.

"Amitabha"

As Yao Guangxiao's Buddhist chant rang out, Chu Mo suddenly felt his mind clear, and all the discomfort he had just felt disappeared.

Chu Mo looked at Madam Mingzhu and said with a smile: "How about it? The enemy coming this time is very powerful. You must go all out."

Madam Mingzhu smiled contemptuously and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I have already set up an ambush in the outer courtyard and am just waiting for them to take the bait."

Chenhui City is one of the most luxurious cities in Haozhou, because it is the residence of the governor of the state.

A horse galloped to the city in the snow and wind, shouting: "The governor of Liufeng County has an important memorial to meet with the governor. Everyone, open the city gate quickly."

As he spoke, he took out two items from his bosom and continued to shout: "Here are the prefect's memorial and the official seal. Open the city gate quickly."

As the two figures of the messengers fell, a head popped out from the city wall and carefully checked the authenticity of the two items. Then he heard: "Confirmed, quickly open the city gate and let them pass."

Then the city gate slowly opened, and the messenger carefully put the two items back into his arms again, clasped his fists towards the people on the city wall and said, "Thank you."

Then he pulled the reins and rode into the city.

In a luxurious mansion, dyed white by the heavy snow, Haozhou Governor Zhou Wenlong was lying on a throne with a stove beside him, leisurely looking at the falling snowflakes outside the courtyard.

The sound of hurried footsteps disturbed the tranquility and also ruined the mood of Governor Zhou Wenlong who was enjoying the snow. He sat up from the armchair with a frown and looked at the housekeeper who came in with displeasure.

"Why are you so panicked?"

The housekeeper bowed and said, "Sir, there is a messenger outside, saying that the governor of Liufeng County has a memorial to present to you, saying that it is extremely urgent. I dare not neglect it."

Zhou Wenlong narrowed his eyes, as if trying to recall what major events had happened in Haozhou recently, but he found that he had no impression of anything, so he said helplessly: "Go, bring the memorial in, arrange a guest room for him, and prepare some wine and food for him to rest."

The butler agreed upon hearing this and turned around to prepare.

In the lobby, Zhou Wenlong looked at the memorial presented by the governor Sun Anzheng, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and said sternly: "Damn it, what a Wu Ling! I heard that he was strict in managing the army, but I didn't expect him to be such a person. I almost got deceived by him."

"It seems that I have been enjoying my life for too long. In this case, I will go to Hanyang Pass and serve as a soldier."

As he spoke, he picked up the pen on the table and with a wave of his hand, he decided Wu Ling's future fate.

Then he looked at what Sun Anzheng mentioned in the memorial, and Zhou Wenlong burst into laughter.

"Sun Anzheng's intention to get promoted is too obvious. He even wants to reform. Since ancient times, reform has always involved bloodshed and sacrifice. He even wants to drag me down with him. It's ridiculous."

"If a state's reform is not done carefully, it will lead to irreversible consequences. The people of Haozhou have just lived in peace for more than 20 years and cannot withstand another upheaval. Reforming now is tantamount to causing a war. Such an idea is really ridiculous."

After saying that, he threw the memorial onto the table beside him.

In the heavy snow, two horse-drawn carriages were parked in a small alley in Yong'an Town, and a dozen mysterious people wearing bamboo hats were plotting something nearby.

Next to the carriage, two figures, one black and one white, stood in the wind and snow. They let the raging wind and snow blow on their bodies, but they always stood between heaven and earth like a sharp sword.

At this time, Zhou Xuankai's voice came from the carriage: "Two guests, the target is in the Red Dust West Garden ahead. Their boss is a second-level Confucian cultivator, with the same cultivation level as the two guests. You are responsible for dealing with him."

"The remaining young ladies' cultivation is generally not high, so just let my guards take action."

"Remember, be careful during the capture. If my young lady gets hurt, I will hold you accountable."

The guard, wearing a bamboo hat and holding a machete, said yes respectfully.

In the carriage, Zhou Xuankai lay comfortably, drinking wine happily, and said, "Go, everything goes according to plan, pay attention."

After saying that, the two guests, Black and White, along with a dozen guards, headed towards the theater gate in the wind and snow.

The streets were covered in white, and no one could be seen.

"Bang-bang-bang"

The knock on the door was soon drowned out by the sound of wind and snow. Everyone held their breath, but did not hear any movement from the theater.

The black-clad guest had a hot temper and punched the door a few more times.

Soon, the sound of footsteps on the snow was heard.

"squeak"

The theater door was opened, Chen Gong poked his head out and asked softly, "What are you doing here? It seems that my theater has never had any dealings with you before."

The white-robed guest stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "You are the owner of the theater. We are from the Qinghe Zhou family. Our young master is Zhou Xuankai from the literary banquet."

Chen Gong pretended to recall something, and then said, "Oh, I remember now, the young man who talked to Chunfen, right? What are you doing here?"

The white-robed guest patted the falling snow on his body, and then said: "Boss, you don't know how to do business. It's snowing so heavily, and you let us brothers stand outside the door to discuss business with you?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Gong slapped his head, then smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, brothers, please don't be angry. I was careless. Please come in, please come in quickly."

After saying that, he opened the entire courtyard door.

People entered one after another, and the black and white guest walking in front showed a triumphant smile.

Little did they know that the moment they stepped into the theater, they were fixed with many eyes, and out of sight, poisonous insects lurking in the snow quietly climbed onto their hats and silently drilled into their bodies.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, poisonous bee-like poisonous insects were flapping their wings to hide their bodies.

In the corner of the theater, dense swarms of scorpion-like poisonous insects were waiting for their opportunity to strike.