A few days later, early one morning, when the sky was just dawning, there was a sharp knock on the door outside the house where Liu Yan's mother and son lived.

"Bang bang bang!" "Mrs. Liu, open the door quickly, when is it!" Just from this tone of voice like a broken gong, it can be seen that the person who spoke is impatient, it seems that if no one opens the door for him, the next moment, he is afraid that he will kick up.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the door panel that was slapped by him to fall from the dust, and there was an overwhelming crunching sound, and then I saw Wang Mo with a cautious face, as if he was very scared, and he couldn't see the look of him beating Wu Ming a few days ago.

I saw Wang Mo cautiously glanced at the visitor, shrunk his neck slightly, and said a little timidly: "Master Butler, you came so early, do you have any instructions?"

This person is Wu Zhanshan, the head servant in the backyard of the Wu family, I saw that his face was full of meat, his eyes were like copper bells, and he looked fierce and vicious, and glanced at Wang Mo with a little meaning, with an impatient face: "Xiao Qingzi, the second young master is going to travel today, you pack up the carriage as soon as possible, and wait for your life!"

After speaking, Wu Zhanshan turned around and left, as if he didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

Wang Mo's careful words came from behind him: "Yes, yes, you always go slowly!"

Looking at Wu Zhanshan, who was far away, Wang Mo slowly closed the door, the fear and cowardice on his face suddenly disappeared, and when he looked up, Liu Yan was already standing at the door in full dress, but his face was full of haggardness, and he couldn't hide it.

Looking at Liu Yan's sallow cheeks, Wang Mo once again firmly told himself in his heart that no matter what, he would take his mother out of this familyless compound.

Although the time is still early, but at this hour, the servants of the Wu family began to appear one after another, as they have no skills, living at the bottom, they can only survive by doing the heaviest work.

But in the entire Wu family, there are only Liu Yan's mother and son, who are the earliest every time, because they should not be the people who should not appear, and what should not be their appearance hindered the eyes of the head of the family, Liu Qian.

"Mother, Steward Wu, I'm going to drive the carriage for Young Master Wu Tian today, and the child is going!"

"Qing'er, be careful!" Liu Yan looked at Wang Mo lovingly and instructed carefully.

Wang Mo said goodbye to his mother, turned to leave, and walked towards the stable, although he was only eleven years old, but his body was like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, coupled with Liu Qian's targeting of their mother and son, when he was six or seven years old, he was assigned the task of feeding the horses, and taking care of the carriage.

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"Second Young Master, don't worry, this time it will be successful!"

A group of seven or eight people, surrounded by a weak-crowned young man in brocade clothes, walked towards the gate of the Wu family, and a middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks flattered the young man with a grim face.

Listening to his words, it is not difficult to guess that this young man is none other than the main master Wang Mo needs to serve on this trip, Wu Tian, the second young master of the Wu family, his nominal half-brother.

However, looking at their status, it can be seen that there is a huge difference between the two, one sits on the lowest lowly job, and the other hugs before and after traveling.

Wu Tian gently shook the folding fan in his hand, his face was like a crown of jade, which made people look like a graceful and beautiful young man, but the words that came out of his mouth made people shudder: "That little bastard should have died a long time ago, if it weren't for his father's fear of spreading the bad reputation, how could he be allowed to live until now?"

Wu Tian glanced at the middle-aged man and shook the folding fan gently, so he was not chic.

"Yes, the old lady was merciful and let their mother and son live in the house, but they didn't know what to do, the villain just taught the Liu Pozi a lesson, and the kid dared to listen to his words, this person was actually Wu Ming, who was injured by Wang Mo's brute force a few months ago.

"Okay, as long as you are ready, your tone will naturally come out at that time!" Wu Tian's tone was still indifferent, making people listen to it, and he didn't think that the person he was talking about would be his half-brother, which shows how weak his family affection is.

"Yes, yes, thank you young master for calling the shots for the villain!"

The group, talking and laughing, arrived at the door in a short time, and when they got out of the gate, they saw a luxuriously decorated carriage, which had already been prepared, and stopped at the gate safely, and there were several sturdy brown horses and beasts around, which were being led by a group of servants, shaking their heads and tails and snorting.

And next to the carriage, there was a man who looked like a teenager, standing aside, it was none other than Wang Mo.

At this time, Wang Mo's face was cowardly again, and when he saw Wu Tian and his party coming, his eyes were dodgy, and he cautiously stepped forward and said, "Young master, the carriage is ready!"

Wu Tian didn't seem to see it, and went straight to the carriage, and his subordinate Wu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and helped him pull the curtain of the carport, and then turned to Wang Mo and said: "Little Qingzi, don't hurry up, be careful, if you bump the young master, pull your skin!"

After speaking, Wu Ming took the lead in riding a horse beast, and everyone in the group also jumped on the horse, Wang Mo hurriedly boarded the carriage and skillfully shook the horse whip.

I saw that the soft and long horse whip, in Wang Mo's hand, seemed to be alive, crackled with a crisp sound, and Wang Mo shouted: "? N racks!"

As the carriage moved, the caravan followed closely and headed for the other end of the street

Tiandang Mountain, stretching for thousands of miles, its area is wide, I don't know how many mortals, its internal dangerous peaks are numerous, there are many deep valleys and secluded pools, in the mortal population, there are many legends of immortals, but no one has found traces, it is like a barrier, lying in the south of the Great Xia Empire, blocking the footsteps of mortals.

But it couldn't stop the footsteps of those immortal cultivators, they went deep into it, collecting all kinds of cultivation resources, and from time to time, it was rumored that someone found all kinds of treasures in it, and all kinds of disputes arose because of this.

It was almost noon, in a place not far from the edge of Tiandang Mountain, a horse team composed of six or seven horses and beasts and a carriage stopped in a leeward recess.

Wu Tian and his party were sitting around a bunch of bonfires to barbecue food, while Wang Mo was sorting out the sundries next to the carriage and disassembling the saddle so that the horses and beasts could have a good rest.

"Xiao Qingzi, I was preparing the carriage early in the morning, I haven't eaten yet, let's eat!" A young man facing the loyal man glanced at Wu Tian vaguely, but when he faced Wang Mo, he had a look of concern.

Hearing the man's words, Wang Mo hurriedly stopped what he was doing, slapped his hands on his body, and laughed: "Hehe, thank you Brother Lu, I haven't eaten in the morning, I'm really hungry!"

This young man, in these years, has been the best to Wang Mo's mother and son, and Lu Hao, who is also a servant of the Wu family.

For Lu Haoren, helping them in such a situation, Wang Mo was still quite grateful in his heart, reached out to take the oil paper bag he handed over, grabbed the baked cake inside, and ate it in a big gulp.

When Wang Mo finished eating the first baked cake, his body felt a burst of discomfort, and in his mind, a wave of dizziness came, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Trying to open his eyes, Wang Mo looked at Lu Haoren with difficulty, and a bitterness welled up in his heart: "I didn't expect that I still took the old road!"

Although Wang Mo's six senses are far beyond ordinary people, he cannot detect the subtle expressions of others without seeing them.

Even though he knew that Wu Tian and the others had bad intentions towards him, he didn't expect that they didn't attack directly, but poisoned the food, or through the hands of people he trusted.

Not far away, Wu Ming and a few people watched Wang Mo support the carriage with both hands before he could stand, and he sneered.

Wu Ming, whose face was full of scars, took a few steps forward and kicked Wang Mo over, confirming that Wang Mo had no ability to resist, and then said with a hideous face: "Little bastard, don't worry, you won't die so easily!"

"Hehe, Liu Qing, before you die, it is also your blessing to be able to enjoy a ten-spice soft tendon dispersion, you know, this is a big price, it can be obtained, it can make women ****, exude endless fragrance, men touch this thing, the same will be the case, but in this wild, what attracts is not a wild bee wave butterfly, but a black-striped ant!" Wu Tian smiled lightly and looked at Wang Mo condescendingly, as if he was appreciating something.

He said these things, not to make Wang Mo a clear ghost, but to see how Wang Mo waged his tail and begged for his life before he died.