Banished to Another World

Chapter 570: Sumen assassination, a furious Yan Mo

Seeing priest Da-Ren losing his mind again, Lamo-Ling waved to him helplessly and called back his dazed mind: “Priest Da-Ren, have you heard your apprentice's question? What is your plan? Can you give the little ones a clue?”

Yan Mo suddenly asked, "Can a blood ability be restored?"

Lamo-Ling, "Huh? You mean?”

“A-Zhan told me that the blood ability of Huocheng-Fire City high priest An-Bu had been destroyed by him, but I don't think that An-Bu looked like his blood ability was not disabled."

Wu Chen was surprised.

Lamo-Ling also heard about this for the first time. Now he thought: “Every city has its mystery. I once heard a legend that the earliest Huocheng-Fire City's Lord has the ability of immortality. He can be reborn in the fire. Of course, this is just a legend. If the blood ability of An-Bu is really disabled and restored, it can only be related to their God of Fire. You can ask the Curse Witch Zhou Wu and Yu Wu Da-Ren for more details. They will know more about it. "

Yan Mo wrote down this matter. The Dark God of Ancheng-Dark City can send Yuan Zhan and Jiu Feng to the western continent. It's not inconceivable that the God of Fire of Huocheng-Fire City can restore the blood ability of their high priest. It's just that An-Bu and the Jiu Yuan have a great hatred for the elimination of their blood ability. If they hold the position of a messenger, they are still leaders. If they are kind to the Jiu Yuan, they are just like the Horn-people coming to the east to do good things.

“Listen, if you are Huocheng-Fire City's Lord, what would you do in the current situation?"

Lamo-Ling relaxed and knocked on the handrail. “First of all, we need to know what kind of person Huocheng-Fire City's Lord is. According to the information we have collected, Huocheng-Fire City's Lord seems to be dissatisfied with the pattern of the Nine Great Cities for a long time. He often mentions the Three Cities in ancient times to his subordinates and felt the glory of the Fire City should return at that time. "

"You mean he wanted to restore the Nine Cities power to the Three Cities power?"

“No, he wants to rule the world. That's why he has the cheek to contact us while dragging with us in secret.” Lamo-Ling rarely said seriously: “From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many powerful people have such ideas, but no one has been able to do so. This time the Horn-people invaded our eastern continent. It was a disaster for all the creatures in the eastern continent, but it was a great chance for some ambitious people. "

Yan Mo admitted that he had thought of using this opportunity to rapidly expand the Jiu Yuan after knowing the conspiracy of the Horn-people, but the plan was not as good as the changes in reality. He was thrown into the old nest of the Horn-people, and became the first unlucky guy who faced the Horn-people head-on. Since then, the possibility of secretly developing and growing in the back has disappeared.

Lamo-Ling continued: “It's just that Wucheng-City of Witches first priest Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren, lost the ability of prophecy, and his guard Fei Shan Da-Ren didn't want to seize power, which made Wucheng-City of Witches powerless binding on other forces."

Speaking of this, he gave a little whimsical hum. “In fact, if the Horn-people didn't come, the world will be in chaos."

“I don't want to hear that from you at all." Yan Mo covered his forehead.

Lamo-Ling said, “I'm talking about my own analysis, not cursing."

Yan Mo jeered him: "Don't deny it, I've heard from the Curse Witch Zhou Wu that your crowmouth ability has been upgraded again. Now as soon as you show up in the conference room, everyone will want to shut up your mouth. "

Wu Chen snickered.

Lamo-Ling grabbed the snack on the table and threw it at him, "Then don't you want to listen to my analysis?"

"... Yes.” Yan Mo surrendered.

Wu Chen never wastes food. He caught the snack and put it in his mouth.

Lamo-Ling changed his sitting position to make himself more comfortable. “Let alone Huocheng-Fire City's Lord, my good sister Lamo-Na is also dreaming of a unified world."

"Ha? She's that ambitious?” Yan Mo was surprised.

Lamo-Ling has a strange smile. "Her ability is very special. She thinks she had it well hidden, but as long as there's a second person in the world who knows the secret, it's no longer a secret. You know, she's been looking for the air transporter, because Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren once predicted for her that her future will be brilliant as long as she found air transporter. Because of this prediction, because of her ability, Yincheng-Sound City high priest would not hesitate to give her all the strength in his hands to a minor girl, and support her wholeheartedly, so as to make her the next generation Queen of Yincheng-Sound City. Even if... "

At the same time, the Great Prince Yincheng-Sound City, who has the same extraordinary ability, they did not hesitate to sacrifice him, because the high priest suspected that he was the demon in the ancient prophecy that would kill gods and destroy the heavens.

Yan Mo and he both know what he didn't say.

Lamo-Ling was given up, really cannot hate them? It's just his family members who took all of his belongings, and the most important things in Yincheng-Sound City. As a Great Prince, he doesn't want to cause a civil commotion in Yincheng-Sound City, and he doesn't want his family to jostle the other person, so he can only yield until he was completely disappointed in them.

Yan Mo didn't comfort him. Although Lamo-Ling never said it, he could feel that the other party was arrogant and happy in the Jiu Yuan. If Lamo-Ling wanted to leave, no one would stop him, but he stayed. Now he claims to be subservient to him and Yuan Zhan, and gives advice for the Jiu Yuan, and made himself completely as a member of the Jiu Yuan.

Lamo-Ling should have come out of the past, he thought.

Lamo-Ling really doesn't care about his former status. From his current perspective, the Jiu Yuan is on the trend of the future leader in East continent. If there is any power in the world that can unify the Eastern continent, the Jiu Yuan is the most likely.

“According to the news from the new bird army, Lamo-Na is now with the Ding Yue tribe. She sent a letter back to say that she has found the air transporter who wanted to cooperate, and asked Yincheng-Sound City to send someone to help her stand firm in the Ding Yue."

Lamo-Ling didn't say how he knew what Lamo-Na had sent back, nor did Yan Mo.

"She is likely to marry the chief of the Ding Yue tribe."

"Do you think she's a threat?" Yan Mo thought about Lamo-Na in general, but he still remembered that the girl had a very good reputation in Yincheng-Sound City, and that the girl seemed to be kind to slaves as well?

Lamo-Ling didn't immediately answer. He seemed to be thinking about what to say to Yan Mo.

“Master Da-Ren?"

"... Lamo-Na's ability is better than mine.” Lamo-Ling reluctantly admitted it, “And she is trained by the high priest as the next generation of Queen. She was much better than the ordinary noble girl in both doing things and treating people and things, even my brothers could not compare with her. Apart from her dream love, she is kind-hearted in nature and considerate of the people. I have no objection to her becoming the next generation Queen of City Lord of Yincheng-Sound City. But if she marries the chief of Ding Yue, and Ding Yue has ambition, it will be a big trouble. I'm afraid that she will not control the chief of Ding Yue and her own ambition."

Yan Mo is not afraid of people's ambition. No matter how capable that person is, he is curious: "What is Lamo-Na's ability?"

*

The border area of the Ding Yue tribe.

The black and oppressive warriors formed a square formation, all of them were covered with cold light scales.

At the front are a group of powerful the war beasts, all of which are covered with metal scales.

On the other side of the vast wasteland, there is a group of temporary troops that seem to be composed of various tribes and savages. Most of them are dressed in fur, and the weapons they hold are mainly wooden spears and stone tools.

In the rear of the Ding Yue army, Chief Fu Dian looked very satisfied. He was surrounded by two people, one is Witch Zhe Li and the other is princess Lamo-Na of Yincheng-Sound City.

"You're right. We don't need to compete with the Horn-people and the Jiu Yuan right now, let them consume the other person first, and we will take advantage of this time to take all the downstream forces that river flows through into Ding Yue. In the future, no matter which side they win, our Ding Yue will be invincible!"

The shouts of killing came from the outside, and the other side attacked first.

Fu Dian stretched out his hand to Lamo-Na, “My Highness Princess, let's go out and see how those fighters fight for you and me."

“Okay.” Lamo-Na smiled and gets up with Fu Dian's hand.

Witch Zhe Li sat still. Now the chief attached more importance to Princess Yincheng-Sound City than to him. His power is slowly diminished, but Zhe Li doesn't care. He has seen the future, as long as he waits for the future to become a reality.

The Ding Yue's watch always focuses on the development of the tribe, not on a chief or a person.

Outside, Lamo-Na looked at the beast coming in and raises her head.

Chief Fu Dian thought she was afraid, she patted her on the back of her hand and said, "Don't worry, it's just a group of barbarians who will become wild animals. They are only going to be trampled under our armored army!"

When they climbed the high place, they saw clearly that a group of miscellaneous army composed of several tribes had turned from human form to animal form when they rushed to the Ding Yue warriors.

The roars shook the sky.

There was a change in the form. The war beasts, who were pounding at the front, started to retreat after hearing the roar of the Half-beasts, and some even fell on the ground.

"Ouch - ouch!" a strange roar came out.

Originally belonging to the Ding Yue, the war beasts turned their heads and began to attack the Ding Yue's warriors together with the Half-beasts.

"Damn it!" Chief Fu Dian cussed. Next, he pulled his robe, jumped down from a high place and rushed forward with an energy weapon.

Lamo-Na not only doesn't think that the other party is reckless, but also thinks that it's a man and a chief!

“My chief, let me help you!" cried Lamo-Na.

Then, it sounded like the voice of heaven.

When Chief Fu Dian heard the song, it burst into blood. It seemed that endless power was pouring out of her body. She held up her arm high and shouted, “Fight for the royal highness of Princess!"

The warrior of the Ding Yue, who was also inspired by the song also shouted, "Fight for the princess! Kill!”

*

In the conference hall of the Jiu Yuan.

Lamo-Ling replied, “Lamo-Na can use her abilities by singing some special songs. For example, she can inspire warriors with songs. If the time is right, she can often turn the situation around in the battlefield. She can also pray with songs and hurt enemies with songs. The more songs she has, the more she can do. "

"So she cannot only attack in groups, but also fight on her own. She cannot only be an attacker, but also a nanny? This ability is not bad.” Yan Mo is envious. No wonder the blood of the Shanyan 'Good-Words' clans will be so feared by other ethnic groups. No wonder High priest Lan Yin will treat Lamo-Na as a treasure. Just by looking at the ability of some of their descendants, we can imagine how powerful this clan once was.

Wu Chen added that he was talking about how to deal with the envoys sent by these forces.

"Hey --!" a bird scream came in from the opening in through the ventilated window, came in and flew to Yan Mo, “Mo Mo, and hurry up! Follow me to the battlefield. Sumen is hurt! Seriously injured, he's going to die!”

All the faces of the people in the conference hall changed color.

"What?! How can he be seriously injured when he saves people in the rear? Who dropped the guard?” Yan Mo asked and quickly took out the transmission door.

"The Horn-people! Da Zhan said they sent someone to assassinate Sumen

As soon as the voice fell, one person and one bird had disappeared from the meeting hall.

Lamo-Ling opened his mouth, "So what are his and chief plans? What do they have to do to bring the rest of the eastern continent together into this war? Hello, Wu Chen, do you know?”

Wu Chen got up. “I want to ask you something more. Can you analyze something?"

Lamo-Ling pinched his eyebrows and didn't speak.

They went out and saw Bing's cold face as soon as they opened the door.

Wu Chen saw the face, moves aside quietly, accelerates and ran.

Lamo-Ling smiled. Wu Chen, this coward!

"Where's Witch Mo?" Yuan Bing asked with a cold face.

“I don't know." Lamo-Ling brushed past him.

Yuan Bing grabbed his wrist. "Why, you're afraid that I'll tell our priest Da-Ren what you've done?"

Lamo-Ling slowly raised his head, his face completely unconcerned, "Just say what you want."

Yuan Bing's face was gloomy. He seems to live in his own world. What do you think he will care about? But when you really think so, you will find that there is a big mistake. People really don't care about anything!

Lamo-Ling looked down at his wrist. "If you don't let go of my hand. Don't say you being close to that person, if you just want to see him again..."

Lamo-Ling's wrist was released quickly.

Lamo-Ling turned his mouth and left.

Yuan Bing didn't see the person he wanted to see. The nameless fire rose. He was not comfortable and didn't want to make others comfortable. Lamo-Ling relies on his mouth to threaten. None of the intelligent creatures in the Jiu Yuan dare to offend him, but what about sealing his mouth?

*

Yan Mo and Jiu Feng are directly behind the battlefield.

No one was surprised to see the priest and Mountain God Da-Ren appear out thin air. The same miracle is not like the first time.

People saluted one person and one bird. Jiu Feng flew in front of them to lead the way. They soon arrive at the injury camp.

Sumen was placed in a small room alone. Outside the room, his guard and the temple-servant were watching at the door. These people looked sad, where they saw the presence of Yan Mo, and immediately became ecstatic.

Yan Mo pushed the door open, alerting Cao Ting, the White-Horn-warrior Sangye and the temple-servant Ai-Li who are taking care of the child

"Da-Ren, you're here, great!" Cao Ting looked at Yan Mo and immediately put her heart down. "Come and see Sumen, he..."

Sumen's injury is very serious. There is a bone dagger in his chest. No one dares to pull it out.

At this time, Sumen was still conscious. He saw Yan Mo on his side, and tears rolled out of his big eyes, "Shifu..."

Yan Mo's heart ached. He went up and held the child's hand. He sat down on the edge of the bed and touched the child's forehead. "Don't be afraid. With Shifu here, you won't have anything happen to you."

"Well, I... Not afraid.” The child put on a weak smile.

“Is that what you wanted? Are you satisfied now?” The temple-servant Ai-Li couldn't help but roar angrily.

Ai... Li!” Sumen wanted to stop Ai-Li.

Yan Mo looked up and pointed to the gate. “Get out of here, don't hinder me!"

"You!"

Sangye grabbed Ai-Li and dragged him out of the room.

Cao Ting sighed and asked, "Da-Ren, can I help you?"

Yan Mo looked relaxed. "Can you get me some hot water?" action

Cao Ting goes on the order.

"Jiu Feng, help me find Da Zhan and tell him to come to see me if he is free."

"Hey!"

Jiu Feng was also sent away by Yan Mo. Now there are only two...teacher and apprentice in the room.

Yan Mo grabbed the towel in the basin beside his bed, wrung it out, and wipes the child's sweat.

Sumen grabbed his hand and said, "Shifu, I don’t blame you, is... "

Yan Mo pinched his lips. "Don't waste your energy. When you speak, you will bleed. If you were not a witch, you're livelier than others, and you would be dead now."

Yan Mo did not delay any more, went covering the heart with his palm.

The child's heart and the injured area appear empty in the Soul Sea.

"When I pull out the dagger, may his vitality last for at least five minutes!"

Five minutes, enough for him to use his life energy to completely recover the injured heart of the child.

The dagger was pulled out, the blood had not been sprayed, and the wound had begun to heal.

In less than ten seconds, Yan Mo, with all his strength, took back his palm, dried the cloth towel again, and gently wiped the blood off the child's chest.

The chest was so smooth that the wound healed without leaving any red marks.

Sumen looked down, his eyes full of wonder. He reaches for his chest, his face full of disbelief. "Shifu, am I alright? Is my wound gone?”

"Um." Yan Mo slowly exhaled, and when he saw that the child was safe, he was really relieved.

He can save children with the same willpower and belief points, but in the dark, he thinks that life energy is better and good for children.

Look, the child's face is red again, as if he has never been hurt.

Sumen sat up and hugged Yan Mo. "Shifu, I'm sorry."

Yan Mo raised his hand and gently stroked the back of the child's head. "You are wrong. Shifu should say sorry to you. I knew it would be very dangerous here, but I still sent you here."

“No!" the child raised his head. “I know Shifu is doing this for me. Only in this way can I be accepted faster."

No, you don't understand. If you stay in the western continent, you will be loved and respected. Even if you don't do anything, you will still be the most important witch in the eyes of the White-Horn tribesmen. You don't need to be so careful, look at people's faces, or bear such dangers and hatred of the same race.

"Do you want to go back?" Yan Mo asked the child seriously.

Sumen shook his head. “No, I want to stay with Shifu."

“Even if your tribesmen saw you as a traitor?"

“I'm not a traitor," said Sumen, biting his lips

Yan Mo smiled. "Yes, you're not a traitor. If anyone said that you are a traitor in the future, you will tell him that you are just going back to the hometown of the Bone Sculpting people, taking back the Bone Sculpting Inheritance of your clan from the Hornless-men, learning the oldest inheritance of the Bone Sculpting people, and learning the knowledge of the Hornless-men. When you go back to the western continent in the future, you will strengthen the Horn-people, bring better development for the Horn-people, and even for the Horn-people to gain a certain position in their native land, the eastern continent. "

"Is that useful for Shifu?" the child was a little frightened.

“It's useful. You will be the link between the Jiu Yuan and the Horn-people, and between the East and the West. Whether the two sides can get on well with the other person in the future and whether they can help the other person and mutual benefit depends on you. Shifu has great expectations for you. Shifu doesn't like war, do you?”

“I don't like it!" the child reassured and clenched his fist. "Shifu, I will do it. I will let the Horn-people get along with the Jiu Yuan in the future. No fight or invasion."

"Very good, ambitious." Yan Mo patted the baby's young chest, "You are my apprentice, and you don't need to bow down to any rude person, whether facing the Jiu Yuan people or your tribesmen. You can face any question, because what you and I want to do is one of the greatest things in the world. Some people don't understand it because they are short-sighted and have little brain hole. You don't need to look down upon such a person."

The child nodded hard and looked at Yan Mo with adoration in his eyes.

Yan Mo took Sumen and walked with him outside. Seeing that the little witch was safe, his guards and the temple-servant wept with joy.

Yan Mo ignored Ai-Li, and finally only Sangye silently followed them.

Sumen could feel that Shifu was not in a good mood. The child just put his arms around Yan Mo's neck and enjoyed the rare Master apprentice intimacy - ah, Shifu was too busy.

An hour later, Yuan Zhan came back on Jiu Feng's paw.

Yan Mo gave Sumen to Sangye and walked straight to Yuan Zhan.

Jiu Feng flew over to visit Sumen, and they were play together.

Yuan Zhan took the lead in saying, "Who's bothering you?"

Obviously, Yan Mo still has a smile on his face, but as a partner, Yuan Zhan can see at a glance that the other side is already angry and can barbecue someone alive.

"You know who assassinated Sumen?"

“I'm sorry, the other side is too fast changing strategies. Didn't she see it for himself?”

Yan Mo shook his head in anger.

He's going mad! Someone dare to fight his apprentice! Or assassinate such a small child! If there is no Jiu Feng, no portal, no special abilities, including the child's witch body, as long as there is no condition, the child would have died.

Guilt, worry, self-blame... All kinds of emotions are confusing, and all of them become the rage against the offender!

"Do those Horn-people think that we, the Jiu Yuan, are really easy at bullying? What do they think we can do now?”

“Mo, calm down."

"Can't calm down!" Yan Mo hates others to plot against him using his little cubs most in his life. Both his apprentices and his son are his cubs. No one can plot anything to them, no one can do anything to them, and the one who do so can only die!

“Mo, don't forget our plan. If we want to involve all forces..."

“I'm not mad enough to lose my head." Yan Mo's cold expression suppressed the volcano, “I just don't want to wait any longer. Whoever dares to hurt my children will pay the price!"

Yuan Zhan put his hand on his neck, gently pinched it, and his voice was low: "OK, let's let them pay the price together. You are right. No one can hurt our children and escape like this!”

Yan Mo hugged him and said, “I want that bastard to die a hundred times!"

“Okay.”

“I'll give you three hours to prepare the legions." Yan Mo's sharp sneer came up from his lips. "Three hours later, you and I will go back together, and so many guests came here. As the Jiu Yuan chief, how could you not invite all the guests to see you? Don't they want a party? Let’s give them a party!”