Seeing that she was back, she didn't move.

that's all.

One hour.

Two hours.

Time seems to have no effect here.

Until the sky gradually darkened.

The saint's voice sounded again in Commander Mo's ear:

"A distinguished guest comes from afar. Ms. Mo, please come and receive it for me."

"Here."

Upon hearing this, Commander Mo stood up.

Walk out of the temple.

A distinguished guest?

It's so late, why would anyone still beg you?

But the words of the Holy Maiden are God's will.

god.

No suspicion is accepted.

Bringing six warriors and wearing armor, they walked towards the entrance of the valley.

wait.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

It was not until the sunset completely set at the foot of the mountain that there was a sound of horse hooves scattering across this rugged road.

cavalry?

When he heard the sound, Commander Mo frowned slightly.

He saw him raise his hand and wave it.

The next moment.

The six female warriors behind him have already formed a battle formation.

After more than ten seconds.

Thirty meters in front of Commander Mo, a team of cavalry covered in armor tightened their horse ropes.

"Hiss and stroke..."

After a few horses neighed, a thick voice rang out at the entrance of the valley.

"I dare to ask, is this a seclusion place in the Temple of the Holy Mother?"

"yes."

The single sword stands at the entrance of the valley, and the commander Mo's expression is indifferent:

"Dear guests, my name is Mo Nu. I am waiting for you here in the name of the saint."

"Disciple?"

The leading cavalry grinned when he heard this.

A turn over jumped off the horse.

He was covered in blood and walked to Commander Mo.

"We are not distinguished guests. My young master said that we came to Nanzhao this time to be a villain!"

Commander Mo frowned when he heard this.

It’s not because of the strong man in front of him, but because of the other person’s bloody smell.

Mo Nu is very familiar with this smell.

This smell is only found on people who have just been killed.

Let’s look at the bloody cavalry, it goes without saying what the man had just done.

‘How many people have been killed?’

The thought flashed in his mind, and Commander Mo nodded at the leader's strong man:

"I'm just doing it on order."

"Appointed? Whose order?"

"Of course, it's a saint."

"Saint of Nanzhao?"

More and more soldiers jumped off their horses.

When the leader of the knight Yu Mo was chatting, they had already made something like a catapult with the materials carried on the horse's back.

They were so sleepy that they were stuffed into the "muzzle"...

"That happens that we came for the Saint!"

It seemed that he knew nothing about what was happening behind him, and the strong man just chuckled and looked at the Upper Valley in front of him.

While watching, he also spoke:

"What a great place for birds singing and flowers scenting..."

A good place?

Commander Mo couldn't help but frown when he saw them and his group of people were busy with something.

"Disciple, please go to the valley."

But who would have thought that after hearing this, the strong man waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, no, I said, we are not distinguished guests.

Even if there are really distinguished guests, they are still behind us... "

While speaking, seeing that Mo Nu did not move, the strong man smiled and waved to the knights behind him.

So.

More thunders were shown...

"What are you doing?"

Mo Nu didn't recognize the Thunder, but felt that the actions of the people in front of her were very... strange.

"We are waiting for my son."

"Your son?"

"Hey, that's the distinguished guest you call."

"Then wait..."

......

......

Another two quarters of an hour passed.

After the soldiers had assembled four 'cannons' four times.

The end of the path.

A convoy of seventeen carriages came from a distance.

Someone is holding lights in front of the car.

It was vaguely possible for Mo Nu to see the things pulled on the carriage.

‘Silk, silk cloth, white silk...and many wooden boxes?

Is the distinguished guest mentioned by the Saint? Is it a caravan?

Then these soldiers are the guards of the caravan?’

Commander Mo was still thinking.

The convoy has already moved to the entrance of the valley.

At the front, the luxurious carriage lifted the curtain and a woman in white picked it off.

"Why haven't you entered the valley yet?"

The woman in white asked the strong man before.
To be continued...