Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

After knowing this, Mo Ci asked a few more questions before turning around and preparing to leave. Seeing him leave, Liu Qingyin quickly crawled over, grabbed Mo Ci's clothes, and asked nervously.

"You promised me that I would be safe."

Mo Ci's clothes were pulled, so he had to stop, turned his head to look at Liu Qingyin, and then responded.

"Don't worry, this king will not break his promise and gain wealth."

Just now, when Mo Ci was talking to Liu Qingyin, he always used "I", but now he used "this king". This was to tell Liu Qingyin that as the King of Qi, he kept his word and had the capital to protect her.

Only after getting the promise she wanted did Liu Qingyin let go of his hand. She had thought about what to do if Mo Ci did not keep his promise, but now she had no choice but to trust Mo Ci.

She could only gamble that Mo Ci was a gentleman who kept his word.

Mo Ci didn't care whether he was a gentleman or not. He got what he wanted to know from Liu Qingyin, so he no longer cared about Liu Qingyin.

The next day, someone was sent to secretly send Liu Qingyin to a small courtyard in Fengcheng and raise her.

He said that he would protect Liu Qingyin's life, but he did not say that he would set Liu Qingyin free. To be on the safe side, Mo Ci detained people in that area in disguise.

She could only stay in the yard, and she didn't have to worry about food and drink. As long as she didn't ask for death, Mo Ci didn't mind raising her until she died of old age.

After resolving Liu Qingyin's issue, Mo Ci also began to form his own army. Although he had to stay in Fengcheng for the rest of his life, it did not mean that he could not go to other places.

What's more, he still wanted to go treasure hunting for the treasure map he got from the mezzanine, and he also wanted to know what the thing with the dragon carving on it was.

It looks somewhat similar to a jade seal, but there is no engraving on it. It looks more like an object to be played with in the hand.

After deciding what he wanted to do, Mo Ci started to work on it. He was quite busy for a while.

On the other side, Liu Qingyin came from one place to another. Although she was served and did not have to worry about three meals a day, she could see clearly that these people were here to monitor her.

After a tense night, Liu Qingyin gradually realized that Mo Ci had indeed kept his promise to protect her life, but in return, she had lost her freedom.

However, Liu Qingyin did not know that the Seventh Prince had become the new emperor, pardoned the Liu family's crimes, and withdrew the troops searching for her.

So, in her opinion, as long as she was outside for one day, she would be in danger. In this way, under the threat of death, she quickly adapted to her current life.

Liu Qingyin is more afraid of death than anyone else, so she is content with the status quo, does not make any noise, and feels that her current life is a good one.

Perhaps because she was too idle, Liu Qingyin asked the maid who was guarding her to bring her some books and embroidery items to pass the time.

Liu Qingyin was living quite well. As for Mo Ci, he just sent someone to look after Liu Qingyin and didn't bother with her anymore.

Soon, it was a year since he came to Fengcheng. It seemed like the new emperor had ascended the throne just yesterday. During this year, all the beggars that Mo Ci had taken in became more energetic.

When facing him, they were all loyal. Every time Mo Ci went there, he would be complimented. As the number of times increased, Mo Ci went there less and less, but he did not neglect their education at all.

Even Mo Ci himself did not fall behind in his studies, but he had developed new interests. Recently, he liked to read the gossip and anecdotes about people in the martial arts world.

Mo Ci also gave the shadow guards who had taken over from Zhao Yan a new task, which was to collect gossip from all over the place to satisfy his curiosity. At the same time, he also asked Zhuang Xinhan to read these to pass the time so that she wouldn't stare at him all the time and make him uncomfortable.

Speaking of the people in the martial arts world, we have to talk about their martial arts secrets. Mo Ci is also very curious about these and has a strong desire to collect them.

So, in the third year of settling down in Fengcheng, Mo Ci was sure that the management of Fengcheng was on the right track, so he left a letter and quietly left with Mo Dong and Mo Zhong.

At that time, Mo Ci also used his own name as a pseudonym when traveling around the world.

As for Mo Dong and Mo Zhong, they also served as his men and followed him in the martial arts world.

Compared with the invisible sword-fighting among the officials in Luojing City, Mo Ci liked the real swords and guns in the martial arts world more. When he came out, he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins and could not be stopped.

The reason why Mo Ci left Fengcheng at this time was not only because Fengcheng's management was on track, but also because the martial arts conference held every five years would be held in Yacheng.

After receiving this news, Mo Ci made plans to come and see this so-called martial arts conference.

Along the way, with Mo Dong and Mo Zhong around, Mo Ci didn't have to worry too much. Of course, although he didn't have to worry, Mo Ci no longer dared to let his guard down after knowing that he would most likely be reborn.

I’m afraid that I’ll get used to being served in this world and lose my own vigilance and ability to survive. By then, it will be too late to regret.

Therefore, Mo Ci acted as the King of Qi on the surface and did not worry about anything, but secretly he never slacked off.

They left Fengcheng and headed towards Yacheng. At first, they didn't encounter many people from the martial arts world, but as they got closer to Yacheng, they met more and more people from the martial arts world.

That day, the three of them rode their horses and came to a simple teahouse ten miles away from Yacheng. They dismounted and Mo Dong immediately came over and held Mo Ci's horse.

"Master, I will go and tie up the horse first."

As Mo Dong spoke, he led Mo Zhong's horse to a place specially used for tying horses. A waiter came up to him and asked if he needed any fodder.

Mo Ci heard Mo Dong say he needed it, and then asked about the price, and that was the end of it.

Originally, Mo Ci planned to treat them as brothers when they were out and about, but Mo Dong and Mo Zhong refused to agree, insisting that he was the master and they were the servants.

How can a servant be on friendly terms with his master? Even in disguise.

Mo Ci didn't expect that Mo Dong, who was so smart, would be so stubborn when facing this matter, so he could only settle for the second best and let them call him Young Master.

At this time, Mo Ci and Mo Zhong entered the teahouse before Mo Dong. Mo Dong saw the empty seat and immediately walked over to wipe it before letting Mo Ci sit down. He then asked for a pot of tea and asked what food was available before returning to Mo Ci.

There were quite a few people in this teahouse, and they were all wearing weapons of different appearances. Mo Ci glanced at them and confirmed that they were people from the martial arts world.

While Mo Ci was looking at others, someone was also looking at him.

There's no way around it, Mo Ci's face is too pale, and he doesn't look like a wandering martial artist at all.

Combined with Mo Zhong's series of actions just now, it is obvious at a glance that Mo Ci is a young master from somewhere, with delicate skin and tender flesh.

Just like that, they looked at each other and then looked away. Mo Ci didn't say anything, but just pricked up his ears to listen to other people's conversation.

"The martial arts tournament will begin in less than a month. I heard that all the inns in Yacheng are full. It seems that we can only find a tree to make do with."

The person sitting in the upper left corner of Mo Ci spoke, and the person opposite him who was obviously with him also nodded.

"That's good. I think there will be a lot of people like us when we get here, so we can save some money."

"I wonder if that ghost-faced young master will come this year. I remember five years ago he lost to the martial arts leader's son-in-law by a single move, and he even vowed to fight again in five years. I've been waiting for this day for five whole years!"

At this time, the people at another table also spoke.

"Ghost-faced Young Master? I heard about his whereabouts a few months ago. It was said that he went to the Beihe area."

"Beihe? It's quite far from Yacheng, right? Can he still get there in time?"

"Who knows? If we miss it, Ghost-faced Young Master might be seen as surrendering without a fight. That would be a shame."

"Well, I'm actually quite curious about that woman called Nishangxian. This woman suddenly appeared a year ago and killed many unfaithful men, some of whom were second-rate masters. Besides, no one knows what she looks like, and no one knows if this Nishangxian will come."

"Nishang Fairy? I think this woman is ruthless and definitely not a decent person. How dare she come to the martial arts conference?"

"..."

Soon, what was originally just a few people talking together turned into everyone talking about famous people in the past, mixed with some little secrets.

Mo Ci, Mo Dong and Mo Zhong sat in an inconspicuous position, eating snacks and listening to gossip with relish. It was so interesting.

Just as he was talking, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the door. Mo Ci didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that they were just people resting here. However, soon, Mo Ci couldn't help but pay attention.

After those people came in, the entire teahouse became quiet, forcing Mo Ci to turn his head and take a look out of curiosity.

Then I saw several people, each of them carrying a scimitar on their backs, wearing the same uniform clothing, with a braid across their foreheads. This attire...

Mo Ci remembered that this seemed to be a cult called the Moon Goddess Cult. Did this cult also come to participate in the martial arts conference?

The weapon of the Moon Cult looks like a scimitar, but they themselves believe that it is the crescent moon in the sky that fell into the mortal world and became the weapon of their Moon Cult.

Regardless of whether this idea is a bit far-fetched, at least the people of the Moon God Cult believe that this is the will of God, so even though it is a cult, they act with confidence.

At this time, there were only two empty tables and chairs left in the entire teahouse, but there were at least nine people on the other side, so these tables and chairs were not enough.

When the others saw the people from the Moon Goddess Sect, they stopped talking one by one, fearing that they would offend them. After all, the other party was numerous and powerful, and they were just some idle people in the world. They could not afford to offend them, so they could only hide.

The people from the Moon Goddess Cult came to the empty tables and chairs, and after finding that there were not enough seats, they scanned the entire teahouse and finally looked at where Mo Ci was.

The main reason was that compared to the others, Mo Ci was the softest persimmon. Moreover, he had no weapons on him and did not look like a gangster.

Everyone in this world knows that people pick on the weak and vulnerable. Look, here comes the person who picks on the weak and vulnerable.

I saw a person from the Moon God Cult walking over, looking at Mo Ci and the others arrogantly, and saying something condescendingly.

"You guys, get out of the way."

Mo Ci looked at them with a puzzled expression. It had been a long time since he had been ordered around so rudely, and he really missed it a little.

Ever since becoming Zhao Huaiqing, Mo Ci has always been the one in a high position, and everyone he meets has to be courteous to him. This time, he actually experienced the feeling he had before.

However, Mo Ci didn't have to do anything, as Mo Dong and Mo Zhong stood up spontaneously and drew their swords against the group of Moon Goddess Cult members.

"How dare you disrespect the young master? Damn it!"

When Mo Ci heard this, the expression on his face became a little stiff. Although he knew that he was an inviolable existence in Mo Dong's heart, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this.

When the Moon Goddess Cult members saw that they still dared to resist, they also wanted to take the lives of the three people and give the others a warning.

Just like that, the two sides started fighting because of these two sentences.

If it were anyone else, they would have hidden themselves by now. But Mo Ci not only did not hide or evade, he continued to sit in his seat, watching their fight, and even had the mood to eat pastries.

The others were not as patient as Mo Ci and had already left their seats for fear of being affected.

As for Mo Dong and Mo Zhong, they protected Mo Ci and prevented anyone from hurting him.

The Moon God Cult originally thought that with only three people, it wouldn't take many people to deal with them. But after discovering that Mo Dong and Mo Zhong were good at martial arts, they simply attacked them together.

Seeing that Mo Dong and Mo Zhong were no match for four people with their two fists, Mo Ci also put his hands on his waist, ready to take out his weapon. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a fan flew over for no reason and knocked several people from the Moon Goddess Sect away.

Mo Ci looked in the direction the fan was flying from and saw a young-looking man with a scholarly air.

The man looked young and walked over with great vigor, holding a fan in his hand.

Mo Ci looked at the fan that had just flown over with a puzzled expression, and simply picked it up. The other party just nodded slightly to Mo Ci and joined the battle.

This man's strength is much stronger than Mo Dong and Mo Zhong. Mo Ci estimates that he should be among the top masters.

Afterwards, Mo Ci didn't move again. He just watched the man beat the people of the Moon Goddess Cult to a pulp, and then he walked towards Mo Ci.

Mo Dong and Mo Zhong had returned to Mo Ci at this time. Seeing the man coming, they subconsciously remained alert and stood in front of Mo Ci.

"Mo Dong, Mo Zhong, get out of the way."

Mo Ci knew that they were worried about him, but Mo Ci could see clearly that they had no ill will towards him, but were quite malicious towards the Moon Goddess Cult.

The other party's action just now was more like venting his anger than helping him.

When Mo Dong and Mo Zhong heard what Mo Ci said, although they were still vigilant, they obediently moved aside. The man holding the fan also came to Mo Ci and sat down next to him without any hesitation.

"Young man, you are so brave. Aren't you afraid that I will attack you?"

As the other person was talking, Mo Ci also pushed a cup of tea to him. Without saying anything about whether he was afraid or not, he just said, "Thank you for your help, brother."

"Tsk, not easy to tease."

The other party let out a light click of his tongue and lowered his head to take a sip of tea. He looked completely unguarded. Wasn't he afraid that Mo Ci would drug him?

The other party looked up at Mo Ci again, obviously seeing the expression on Mo Ci's face, and smiled.

"In this world, the person who can drug and harm me hasn't been born yet."

After hearing these words and the fact that the other party used a fan as a weapon, Mo Ci thought of the information about the martial arts world that he had collected, matched the person in front of him with the appropriate person, and simply replied.

"There is no poison in the world, you are Wu Ying."

"Have you heard of me, young man?"

Wu Ying is a well-known figure among the younger generation in the martial arts world. It is said that he used to be a medicine boy used by a poison doctor to test drugs. Later, he used those poisons to poison the poison doctor to death.

He himself absorbed the poison doctor's skills, and because of years of testing poisons, he luckily gained a physique that was immune to all poisons.

However, because of his past experiences, Wu Ying hated all poison doctors in the world. When he was just starting out, he made a great wish to make the world free of poison.

Speaking of which, that poison doctor also seems to be from the Moon Goddess Cult. No wonder Wu Ying hates the Moon Goddess Cult so much.

"Wu Ying's name is not a niche one."

Mo Ci replied, inviting him, "Brother Wu Ying saved me, and I must repay you for your kindness. Seeing that Brother Wu Ying is here, he must be going to the martial arts conference. How about we be companions? I'll pay for your food, drinks, and accommodations."