Creation Color Master

When Chu Mo saw Ren Woxing with a group of fellow apprentices and carrying his injured and unconscious mentor, he immediately guessed that Ren Woxing was in trouble.

Based on my understanding of him, Ren Woxing would never come to ask for help unless it was absolutely necessary, just like the last time I accidentally saved him, but he insisted on leaving even though his injuries were not healed yet.

The fact that he took the initiative to come to my house this time shows that he has no other options.

Chu Mo held the old man carried by Ren Woxing with both hands, gathered his thoughts, pointed in the direction of the backyard and said, "Quick, send him to the backyard for me."

"Chu Tian, ​​go to Baicao Garden and invite doctors Yan Yonghe and Dong Feng."

After a flurry of activity, everyone finally had a chance to catch their breath.

Ren Woxing's fellow disciples were in the outer courtyard at this time. Li Wan'er looked at the hungry and cold teenagers and prepared a table of sumptuous food.

Ren Woxing's master Tian Wuyou was in the room at this time, being examined and treated by Yan Yonghe and Dong Feng.

Ren Woxing panted slightly, then knelt on the ground with his knees straight, and said, "Ren Woxing is at a dead end this time, thank you Brother Chu for your help again."

Chu Mo was shocked and quickly lifted him up with both hands, saying, "Brother Ren, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you that we have been friends since you helped me secretly? In the martial arts world, friends are always willing to help you. I know that the problem you encountered this time is not trivial, but things must be solved. If you tell me, maybe I can help you?"

Ren Woxing insisted on remaining kneeling and refused to get up no matter how Chu Mo pulled him.

"Brother Chu, this matter is of great importance. I have already brought the hidden danger to you, and I need you to take care of Master and fellow apprentices. I have no way to repay you. The danger is imminent, and I must leave now."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave, because Ren Woxing knew that the pursuers were always behind him, and he had to leave immediately and lead the pursuers away. Only in this way could he reduce the risk of dragging Chu Mo into the water and save his master and fellow apprentice.

Chu Mo looked at Ren Woxing who shook off his hands and was about to leave without looking back, and shouted: "Ren Woxing, are you leaving like this? You entrusted a group of people to me. If anything happens to you, how can I explain it to your fellow apprentices? When your master wakes up, how can I explain it to him?"

"If you think it's causing me trouble, why did you bring them to my theater?"

"Also, you left your seriously injured master here with me. If anything happens, who will be held responsible?"

"Since I chose to meet you and bring you into the theater, I am already prepared to advance and retreat with you. If you leave now, how will my friends in the martial arts world view me as a person?"

Ren Woxing's body froze on the spot, his back facing Chu Mo, and he did not move for a long time.

At this time at Hanyang Pass, hundreds of people from the Cold Eagle Tribe also came to the city wall, ready to be interrogated.

"stop"

A soldier saluted and shouted: "People from the Ancient Barbarian Dynasty, what are you doing here? This is the border of Xiayang, not a place you can come to."

Sarha stared at the soldier with a look of dignity, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Let us in now."

The soldier felt the might of Salha. Although he was very scared, he still pretended to be calm and said, "Why, do you still want to force your way in?"

"I'm telling you, this is Xiayang, not a place for you to run wild. Go back to the grassland as soon as possible."

Sarlian looked at the chattering soldiers and suddenly showed a hint of impatience.

Sarp behind him secretly gave his men a look.

A soldier behind him received the order and quietly took out the longbow behind him. He drew the bow and shot the arrow with great speed and the whole action was done in one go. In the blink of an eye, the long arrow was shot out.

"puff"

Before all the Xiayang soldiers around could react, the sharp arrow had already pierced the palm of the soldier in charge of interrogating him.

"what"

Screams were heard, and immediately the Xiayang soldiers pointed their spears and directed all their attacks at Sarliang and others.

"Sir, this is my Xia Yang's place. You are so arrogant that you ordered your men to hurt people. Isn't it a bit too arrogant? Are you really bullying us Xia Yang because we have no one here?"

Zhao Pu walked out of the crowd with a cold face. Seeing his own people being bullied by the barbarians, he opened his mouth and wanted to give the other party a warning.

Sarliang laughed loudly upon hearing this and said, "What bullying? It was your soldiers from Xiayang who spoke rudely first. We are just teaching them a lesson. Otherwise, they will not know what is high and what is deep."

"you--"

Looking at the playful looks on the faces of everyone in the Cold Eagle Tribe, Zhao Pu was speechless for a moment.

"You are the commander of Hanyang Pass. Your level of cultivation is common in our tribe. Is there no one in Xiayang?"

Zhao Pu had just made a breakthrough in his cultivation in recent days, reaching the lower level of the second realm of soul-forming. But now in Sarliang's mouth, he was worthless.

Although his weakness was exposed, Zhao Pu was not angry. Instead, he said sarcastically, "Why, with my level of cultivation, I still let your ancient barbarian generals fail here every time. Aren't you even more useless?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hundreds of people in the Frost Eagle Tribe widened their eyes, and those eyes were filled with anger, as if they wanted to tear them apart.

Sarliang's cultivation of the third level of Purple Mansion level exploded completely, the entire ground shook, and extremely strong pressure came towards everyone like a tidal wave.

Zhao Pu, who was in the lead, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

Despite this, Zhao Pu still stood straight, with his back not bent at all. Even though his armor creaked and his bones seemed to be about to break, Zhao Pu just stared at Sarliang quietly.

Not only that, the soldiers guarding here did not retreat at all, and all of them looked at this group of barbarians from the grassland with firm eyes.

Sarliang knew clearly that if he injured or killed everyone now, it would be tantamount to provoking a war between the two countries. Although they were not afraid, it would completely deviate from the original purpose of coming here, and it would become more difficult to retrieve the spiritual soldiers who protected the clan.

So Sarliang took the initiative to withdraw his pressure and said, "This time, my Frost Eagle tribe is not here to provoke you, but a group of thieves have stolen a treasure from my tribe, and we are here to recover it."

"We come here with the tribe's sincerity and can guarantee that we will never endanger the safety of the Xiayang people. At the same time, this is the handwritten order that the tribe leader gave to you. General, you may wish to take a look at it before making a decision."

Zhao Pu took the imperial edict and quickly read its contents. After reading it, Zhao Pu's eyes were full of shock.

This group of people now had another identity, they were the envoys representing the Ancient Barbarian Dynasty. This matter was of great importance and he had no right to interfere. He could only return the handwritten letter and said, "I hope you remember what I just said. If you break your promise, you will definitely not be able to leave alive."

Sarliang revealed a hint of sarcasm and said, "Don't worry, the warriors of my Frost Eagle Tribe keep their words. Can we go in now?"

Zhao Pu suppressed his anger and said to the soldiers behind him, "Everyone, let them go."

When the Frost Eagle Tribe was a little further away, Zhao Pu immediately ordered his men, "Go quickly, send this message back to the imperial capital at an expedited speed of 800 miles."

"Also, inform Master Chu Mo and Master Lin Mingwei immediately that the barbarians should not be trusted easily. Let the two masters think of countermeasures as soon as possible."

Soon, several birds flew out from Hanyang Pass and flew away into the distance.