In fact, even if Fang Youqun did not drive people away, Mo Bai would not be able to delay Fang Youqun's camp.

Under the current situation, Mo Bai knew very well that his life was far from safe.

He is very strong, but he will not really underestimate the heroes in the world.

He would not think that those who wanted to deal with him would be really shocked, and he would never dare to be so arrogant that he really thought he would be invincible in the world.

On the contrary, when he came from Beihe, the Taoist sect was always suppressed and did not take action, which made him even more alert.

The tighter the pressure, the more shocking it will be when it explodes!

So even if he was not relieved of the Zhuye Sect guarding Fang Youqun's side, he could only leave as soon as possible.

It’s not just that you are afraid of death, but that even if you die, you cannot let yourself die by Fang Youqun’s side.

He didn't have to think about it at all, and he could be sure that if he really lost his life in Fang Youqun's sphere of influence, the first thing that was unlucky would be Fang Youqun.

Not to mention whether the charges of murdering His Highness, who may have been attacked and annihilated, can be cleared, just one of the lack of protection of the Lord is enough to make the position of General Fang Youqun lose his position.

Once Fang Youqun falls, his influence will inevitably affect the entire northern Suzhou war camp and even the entire anti-barbarism situation.

So even if he is in the camp and has thousands of troops guarding the guards, Mo Bai will actually be safer. He can only turn around without hesitation and deal with the possible storm alone.

No matter how cherishing one's life, the minimum responsibility and choices are always necessary.

...

After walking overnight, he led a group of Zhuyemen, and was running at lightning, and finally gradually left the smoke of northern Jiangsu behind.

When he stood on the edge of Mingzhu Strait again, Mo Bai looked into the distance and looked at the team of flag barbarian soldiers who were still vaguely visible. He stopped and whispered: "Does anyone have ever been to Mingzhu?"

Everyone behind him looked with him.

The wind sounded and the cranes cried on the sea, and the breath was sobbing in the distance. Even though they were still far apart, they could vaguely feel a dull atmosphere in the air.

Even if I have been in a mountain and away from the troubles of worldly affairs, I cannot help but know how much blood has appeared on this sea.

Everyone looked out from afar, but in the end their complex expressions were complex and silent.

I just don’t know if it’s because of shame or worrying about the future.

A white black gown fluttered in the wind. Mo Bai looked into the distance and gradually withdrew his eyes, and looked back at everyone.

Mo Bai didn't fall down, and he saw each face and figure carefully and clearly.

When everyone touched his eyes, their minds suddenly tightened and their faces changed slightly.

It was not until his eyes passed that he slowly let out a breath and calmed down.

When Mo Bai's eyes passed over the last person's face, turned around again, and stood looking at the sea with his hands behind his back, the two looked at each other with frightened eyes, calming each other's beating hearts.

Everyone had doubts in their eyes. At that moment, they seemed to have seen Mo Bai, who was killed by iron blood on that day, again.

That's right, it's the indifference that hasn't appeared for several days with a cold look.

"What's wrong, be careful!" Everyone's faces were ugly. Although they didn't say anything, they were conveying their eyes.

The sea breeze roared, Mo Bai looked away with his hands behind his back, and the quiet and strange atmosphere gradually became solemn.

Fortunately, with just that glance, Mo Bai did not have any extra movement. He seemed to have no idea that the strangeness behind him, but he just looked into the sea from afar. Instead, his aura gradually calmed down, gradually quieted like an old tree, without any danger.

"Your Highness, are we going to Mingzhu?" Moli for a moment, and someone couldn't help asking.

"Yes!" Mo Bai turned his back to everyone and nodded slightly.

"Can you go here?" Everyone behind him looked at the endless sea, obviously confused.

"There is a boat to pick it up!" Mo Bai paused for a moment and said again.

Everyone looked around for a while, looked at each other again, but stopped asking more questions.

In fact, I knew in my heart that it was impossible for them to go back through normal channels. After all, the barbarians in front had a heavy defense and would break in directly, and they would definitely be dead.

But everyone was puzzled. They and Mo Bai have never seen him contact others these days, so why have they arranged the boat?

And I looked up at the sky. It was just sunset and the sky was shining brightly. It was bright and bright. Is it inappropriate to smuggle in such a broad daylight?

But without waiting for everyone to think about it, suddenly a thick whistle sounded from the distance. Everyone was shocked and looked at it. Sure enough, on the sea in the distance, under the rays of the rays, a black shadow slowly appeared in front of them.

"No, this is..." Everyone was stunned and then there was a little noise.

Although it is still far away, everyone is not ordinary, and their eyesight is extremely good. Naturally, this black spot is not small.

Moreover, it was vaguely visible that there were several soldiers wearing flag barbarians in uniforms and holding muskets on their hands on duty.

This was simply a ship of Flagman. All the masters were shocked and their eyes tightened. Then someone shouted: "Your Highness, it's Flagman..."

Mo Bai stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the sky, and ignored the sound behind him, staring at the ship silently without saying a word.

Seeing that he was indifferent, the commotion behind him slowed down a little, and gradually calmed down again.

Under the setting sun at dusk, the merchant ships gradually docked towards the place where Mo Bai stood, without any slight panic.

Everyone stared at the ship, their hands involuntarily stroked the hilt of the sword, holding it tightly, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

Finally, when the boat was still twenty or thirty meters away from the shore, Mo Bai, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, finally moved.

I saw his body suddenly jumping towards the sea like a big roc spreading its wings.

"Your Highness..."

The masters behind him were all staring and frightened, all rushed out of the rocky shelter, looking up, and the next moment, they saw that the figure did not sink into the sea, but walked on the sea. They saw the light of his feet flashing, like a swallow catching water, floating in the air, only a few breaths, but when the water waves swayed, the waves aroused, and his figure had steadily landed on the board.

Everyone's hearts were pounding, and they looked at the several flag-grabbing barbarians, but they saw that they were still standing steadily, and they looked at the guests who suddenly walked onto the water without seeing them.

"This..." Everyone felt relieved, but they were puzzled.

"Is it because of Your Highness's man pretending?" Someone's eyes flashed.

Others didn't know the truth, but it was obvious that the ship His Highness mentioned was indeed this one.

"We..." Someone stared at Mo Bai's figure who had just flashed and disappeared into the warehouse, and hesitated a little.

After a few moments of silence, the atmosphere among the people suddenly became meaningful.

However, after all, a long sigh rang out: "No wonder Your Highness wants to look at us with murderous intent!"

After saying that, this person kicked the ground and fell into the water with a flying stone. The flying stone flew up on the water. The man jumped and followed the flying stone and waved.

After a few flashes, only the water surface was left to stir up, but the person had already spread Mo Bai's footsteps and got on the boat board.

But the next moment, it shocked everyone. The figure suddenly suffocated after getting on the boat. Several flags and men connected with dozens of strong men who suddenly appeared at some point, suddenly pointed their guns at the figure.

Everyone was just thrilling their hearts, and their faces changed wildly, but they saw the gunmen on the boat suddenly dispersed. Several flag barbarian soldiers also put away their guns and looked at the people on the shore from afar.

The figure who was on board slowed down, then looked back at the shore, lowered his head and entered the cabin.

The people on the shore looked at each other, but then they were all silent. Like the previous person, they all used objects to hit the water surface and then entered the cabin.

In fact, the light skills Mo Bai showed just now also made everyone speechless. It was difficult for everyone to lift heavy weights like Mo Bai, and it was okay to step on the water for dozens of meters, or more than ten meters or not dissipate in one breath, but no matter how far away, they had to use the strength to move.

When they entered the boat board, everyone immediately looked at the flag barbarian soldiers standing with guns.

At first glance, it made everyone feel slightly shocked. When it comes to the Flag Kingdom and the Daxia race, there is not much difference. However, for all the masters, looking at people is not only about their appearance, but they are all sensitive people with a clear and sensitive aura. At first glance, they saw that these soldiers all had a completely different aura from those in the Daxia people.

The look of the soldiers looking at them was obviously not as awe as the Daxia people faced the Taoist people. Although they were surprised and cautious about their walking on the water, they still couldn't hide the terror in their eyes.

They are not unfamiliar with this kind of look, and the Qiman practitioners have this kind of Yin and Sharp characteristics.

The Daxia Taoist Sect pursues the indifferent style of mountains and flowing waters, and even the ethereal and fairy-like style, even if it has combat power, it often shows a warm and fairy-like spirit, and is scheming and scheming in its stomach.

However, the Qi Man is much more direct. They are very strict in their hierarchy and obviously have to be rigid in their actions. They often have unconcealed arrogance and ruthlessness in their eyes.

Everyone narrowed their eyes and looked at the flag barbarian soldiers. Although they had guns, if they wanted to scare everyone, it would not be enough to rely on these people.

When he turned his eyes, he saw a tall and thin man wearing a gray-white long gown, but he saw a majestic look. Under the escort of dozens of men in black wearing spears and short shirts, he walked out of the cabin with a smile on his face and nodded to everyone: "You are polite, Peng Sanqing, the Youth Club!"

Peng Sanqing?

Youth club?

Everyone's eyes paused slightly, and then everyone looked at each other and saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

But this doesn't matter. Everyone knows that the person who is in the ship's command is the His Highness in the cabin.

Even the master, now that the tiger is in the sun, can only bow to this mortal.

"Please!" Peng Sanqing glanced at everyone, and he couldn't tell what it meant. Fortunately, he had not had any attacks, let alone said anything more. He just moved away from his body and signaled everyone to enter the cabin.

"They..." Everyone looked at the cabin and did not say anything more. They entered the cabin one by one, but one person turned around and looked at the soldiers of the flag barbarians before entering, and asked with a careful tone.

Peng Sanqing did not explain, but said, "Since you have arrived at the land of my Youth Club, my Youth Club will naturally protect you carefully. But please rest assured."
Chapter completed!