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Chapter 159 This is from Eastern Chu

Have they rushed here yet?so fast...

Ye Lefeng's face also became serious, "Who?"

"I don't know." Gu Mo looked at them, "Let's hurry over and have a look."

However, they ended up being one step too late.

The tribe was originally small, but when they arrived, there were no survivors.

The people in the tribe... almost all died.

Ye Lefeng stood there, shocked by everything in front of him, "How could this happen?"

who is it?Who did it?And who entered the periphery of Molin?

The most dangerous Mo Lin, the Mo Lin that outsiders cannot enter, has been set foot here by outsiders?

"Go and see if there are any survivors." Gumo said, looking at the tragic situation in front of him, he had never been so angry. For their own selfish desires, those people... slaughtered the village and wiped out the tribe.

Ye Lefeng stood beside him, "Do you know who did it?"

Gu Mo stood there, with the mountain wind blowing, a strong smell of blood blew through his nose.

Ye Lefeng didn't hold back, the smell of blood made her nauseated and retched constantly, Gu Mo looked back at her, "You wait for me here."

"What about you?" she asked.

"I'm going to see if anyone is alive."

Although the people here are different from the Gumo tribe, they are not isolated from the outside world, but they seldom have contact with people from the outside world, and at most they make transactions between tribes.

Ye Lefeng watched him step into the village, but she followed him.

The moon soul in her hand seemed to respond again, she held it tightly in her hand, with a solemn expression on her face.

The eaves and walls were broken, and the corpses were scattered across the field, even infants and young children were not spared.

"My lord, I have checked, and there is no survivor in the tribe." Yi Xuan came back and said with a heavy tone.

"How many people died?"

"230 five people."

Gu Mo squatted down, looked at the dying man in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "Do you remember him? He is the son of the tribal chief."

Ye Lefeng nodded, "I remember."

This person was stabbed several times, and the bloodiest thing was that his hand was cut off, and the severed hand fell to the side, holding a piece of brocade tightly in his hand.

It took Xuan Fei a lot of strength to pull the brocade silk from Duan's hand.

"Young master." Yixuan handed the brocade to Gumo.

Gu Mo looked at the brocade with a cold expression, "It's a material from Eastern Chu."

"Dong Chu?"

Ye Lingfeng suddenly thought of that figure, Qin Zimo, I don't know if he is alive or not, he still owes her a favor.

Twenty?The fifteen or sixteen-year-old sons of nobles here have long been taught about human affairs. If he is something like that, no matter how good-looking she is, she won't care.

She thought about it but didn't realize that Gu Mo was staring at her.

Gu Yan called softly, "Master."

Ye Lingfeng came back to his senses, and looked at Gu Mo, "How do you know it was produced in Eastern Chu?"

Gu Mo looked away, "This is a brocade silk from the Southern City of Eastern Chu." He said.

Ye Lingfeng snorted, "So people from Dongchu have come here? Is it the nobles or the royal family of Dongchu?"

"Why do you think so?" Gu Mo asked.

"Huh? Isn't it?" She really didn't think about people in the world.

Gu Mo shook her head, "No, you guessed it right."

"Is that the royal family or the nobles?" He also said before that the outside world has already rumored that there are innumerable treasures in the Molin, as well as secret recipes for longevity and secret books.

It can be said that such rumors have successfully attracted everyone.

Whether it is the one who is confused by money, or the royal family who is looking for the secret recipe of Changfang, or the secret book that people in the martial arts want.

(End of this chapter)