Valle del Hombre Salvaje de Qingshan

Capítulo 26

Judging from the voice, it was indeed Murong Songtao.

“Mengmeng…” Murong Lianyun turned around and looked at the girl who was still lying on the ground, calling her name softly.

Murong Songtao ignored him and leaped away. Mo Xibei did not hesitate and followed behind. After walking about fifty feet, torches were lit in the camp of the Eastern Depot behind them, and many people were shouting, "The wanted criminal has escaped."

"Mount up!" After running a few dozen steps, at a sharp bend in the road, Mo Xibei saw two horses stopped by the roadside. Murong Songtao mounted one of them and walked forward without looking back. She naturally mounted the other one and quickly followed.

They galloped on, with the sound of many horses' hooves following them closely. After a while, Murong Songtao's horse, carrying two people, gradually slowed down.

“Give me the reins of your horse,” Murong Songtao said.

Mo Xibei followed his instructions and rode over, handing him the reins. Murong Songtao quickly tied the horses together, then pulled out a dagger from his boot and stabbed it into the horse's rump while galloping. At the same time, he leaped off the horse and jumped into the wheat field by the roadside.

As he tied the reins, Mo Xibei had already guessed that he was going to abandon the horse, and so he followed closely behind, jumping into the wheat field.

She experienced the feeling of being on the run this time very thoroughly.

Running and running, he shook off the pursuers and finally stopped on a mountain that Mo Xibei couldn't even name.

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Chapter Forty-Eight: A Series of Trap (Part 2)

Note that there is one more chapter updated before this one!!!

"Yun'er, do you think the scenery here is beautiful?" After putting down his daughter, Murong Songtao asked a question that made Mo Xibei speechless.

"It's pitch black now, I can't see anything, Father, why do you ask that?" Murong Lianyun was also puzzled. He looked around carefully. This hill looked almost the same as every other hill. The only difference was that this hill was a bit higher. There were quite a few trees on the hill.

"The scenery here is beautiful," Murong Songtao continued. "In the morning, this is the first place in the mountains to see the sunrise. In the evening, standing here and looking west, you can see how the sun slowly sinks into the sea, gathering its last rays. You hate loneliness and love to play. There are many squirrels, rabbits, and various birds in the mountains. They can keep you from being lonely. Don't you think this place is nice?" "Father, are you saying we'll live in seclusion here from now on? That's good. There are so many bad people out there trying to catch you. If we live here, they won't be able to find us for a while." Murong Lianyun was very happy and turned to ask Mo Xibei, "Brother Mo, will you live here with me too? We can pick lots of wildflowers every day, and we can even catch rabbits. It will be a lot of fun."

“He will stay here with you.” Murong Songtao affectionately stroked his daughter’s hair. “Daddy promises that you can play here happily from now on, and no one will be able to bully you anymore.”

“With Father by my side, no one dares to bully me.” Murong Lianyun nodded, her smile radiant. However, Murong Songtao, standing behind her, also smiled, but a murderous aura gradually gathered in his eyes. With just one glance, Mo Xibei felt a chill creep into her heart. She had been drenched in sweat from her frantic run, but now she no longer felt the heat. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"Young Master Mo, it seems a bit too late to regret it now." Murong Songtao had naturally seen Mo Xibei's actions as well, and his laughter grew even more hearty.

"Alliance Leader Murong, what are you going to do? Lianyun is your own daughter." Mo Xibei stared at Murong Songtao's hand, taking the time to steady her breathing. She began to feel fortunate. Along the way, she had struggled with her decision repeatedly, but she had finally managed to leave a few secret signals along the way. She hoped, she thought, that it was still in time.

"Yun'er is my most beloved child, and she happens to love you the most. That's why I insisted on keeping you here to be with her, no matter what. As her father, it's only right that I fulfill my daughter's wish. Isn't that wonderful?" Murong Songtao's voice was gentle, but his eyes gradually turned ferocious.

At this moment, Murong Lianyun also sensed something was wrong. She turned to look at her father, but was startled by the expression on his face, and only managed to call out, "Father?"

"Lian Yun, come here!" Mo Xibei shouted urgently, taking a step forward to try and pull her away.

Even faster, Murong Songtao pointed his finger at Murong Lianyun, and Murong Lianyun felt her blood vessels stiffen, and she could no longer move. She couldn't understand why her father would suddenly attack her, just as she couldn't understand why Mo Xibei had called her over.

“Yun’er, be good. This boy might not be willing to go with you, so let your father take him there first, and then I’ll take you.” As Murong Songtao spoke, he was already like an eagle spreading its wings, revealing his “claws” and swooping down on Mo Xibei.

This was Mo Xibei's first life-or-death battle against a master. Murong Songtao's kung fu was unlike anyone Mo Xibei had ever encountered before. His moves were fierce and powerful, without any unnecessary flourishes. Every strike was aimed directly at vital points, forcing his opponent to meet each blow head-on with no way to dodge. After dozens of moves, Mo Xibei knew that if things continued like this, she might end up watching the sun and moon rise and set. So, as their swords clashed once more, she suddenly shouted, "Director, I've done everything you asked. If we don't capture Murong Songtao now, when will we?"

"You brat, you dare betray me?" Murong Songtao was clearly stunned for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Xibei had already escaped from his overwhelming barrage of sword shadows. He casually took out a small medicine ball from his pocket and threw it on the ground.

With a "whoosh," the medicine ball thrown by Mo Xibei exploded. Murong Songtao reacted just then. The surroundings were deathly silent; there were no Dongchang people there. It was clearly a delaying tactic by Mo Xibei. However, Mo Xibei's words reminded him of something. He fiercely swung his sword, thinking that it was better to finish this quickly, lest the Dongchang people actually catch up and his plan fall apart. Of course, seeing Mo Xibei throw something, he instinctively dodged. But then he noticed that the thing made that strange sound, without even a trace of smoke. Seeing Mo Xibei's bewildered expression, he guessed that he had probably grabbed the wrong thing in his panic. Without further hesitation, he pounced.

The stench was indescribable. After taking a step forward, Murong Songtao retreated three steps even faster. He simply couldn't describe how he felt. The stench surrounding him was even more disgusting than falling into a latrine. "You brat, what is this?!" he roared, but almost nothing came out.

"Poison, a unique, secret recipe, one of a kind." Mo Xibei took two steps back. She had originally intended to throw out the smoke bomb she had asked someone to make last time so she could take the opportunity to run away, but in her haste, she made a mistake and threw out the stinky bomb she had made to prank people. Now she could only remain calm and laugh. Seeing Murong Songtao's shoulder twitch, she quickly said, "You mustn't move. This poison is known as the 'seven-step intestinal rupture.' If you forcefully circulate your true energy, it will take effect even faster. I'm afraid you won't be able to take two steps."

"Nonsense! I've never heard of an externally applied poison that can sever the intestines in seven steps." Murong Songtao sneered. "You greenhorn, trying to fool me? You're still too naive."

“You don’t believe me? Then let’s walk over,” Mo Xibei nodded. “I’m about seven or eight steps away from you. Come over here, I won’t move.”

“You…” Murong Songtao hesitated because he really felt something was wrong with him. He felt extremely nauseous, a feeling very similar to being poisoned by eating the wrong thing.

“That’s right. Stand still and think about how to gather the poison to one point in your body and then force it out. That’s more practical,” Mo Xibei said with a smile. “I estimate it will take you at least an hour to force out the poison, so I won’t disturb you. I hope you can successfully detoxify before the people from the Eastern Depot arrive and then leave this place.”

Chapter Forty-Eight: A Series of Trap (Part Two)

I've corrected a typo, this is not an update!!! "If this poison is real, why didn't you take the opportunity to kill me?" Murong Songtao sneered. Although he didn't move his feet, he held a knife in his hand, showing no intention of letting Mo Xibei go.

"Even a centipede dies but doesn't fall down. Hmm... my analogy isn't quite right, but the point is this: you're so powerful, even though you're poisoned, I still can't withstand your final blow. We don't have any deep-seated hatred, so why fight to the death? You should know I'm a businessman; I don't do business that's obviously unprofitable." Mo Xibei smiled, blinked innocently, and seeing that Murong Songtao still hadn't moved, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly turned to look at Murong Lianyun.

Murong Lianyun remained standing stiffly at the edge of the mountain, only her large eyes blinking intermittently. Mo Xibei tried to infuse her blood with her inner energy, but Murong Songtao's acupressure technique was quite unique; after trying for a long time, Murong Lianyun still didn't move an inch.

Mo Xibei knew that the stink bomb wouldn't delay Murong Songtao for long. Once the mountain wind blew, the stench would dissipate, and the nausea he felt from the stench would immediately disappear. At that point, unless someone helped him, he would definitely be no match for him.

Naturally, she also had an urge to immediately pick up Murong Lianyun and run away, but at this moment, she also understood that as long as she showed the slightest unusual expression, it could immediately arouse Murong Songtao's suspicion, and she could not take this risk.

Lianyun's eyes continued to blink incessantly, large tears rolling down her cheeks one by one, her gaze filled with sorrow and pain. Mo Xibei felt a pang of pain in her heart as well. Abandoned by her loved ones, even facing death at their hands. She herself felt no pain in itself, yet her body inexplicably ached as if she were experiencing the same agony Murong Lianyun was feeling.

"Senior Murong, there's something I don't understand. Would you be willing to explain it to me?" Murong Lianyun's pressure points couldn't be released, and she couldn't carry Lianyun away. Mo Xibei simply adopted a confident posture, turning back to stand before the motionless Murong Songtao. "Hmph!" Murong Songtao snorted, ignoring her.

“Even tigers don’t eat their cubs. Although it’s unreasonable for you to kill me, it’s still within the bounds of human ethics. Why did you kill Lian Yun?” Mo Xibei stared at Murong Songtao’s face, not missing a single expression.

Murong Songtao remained silent, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, seemingly trying to expel the "poison" through his internal energy.

“I know even if you don’t tell me. Lian Yun isn’t your biological daughter at all. All these years you’ve been living a life of luxury for her, but it’s just a cover.” Mo Xibei knew it would be very difficult to get anything out of Murong Songtao. However, he was in a dangerous situation and had to multitask, so he could try to trick him.

As expected. Murong Songtao's expression changed drastically. He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Mo Xibei, "I really underestimated you. I heard that you never contact the martial arts world. I was already suspicious when you came to Henan Prefecture. Then, a perfectly good martial arts gathering was disrupted by people from the Eastern Depot. I've been thinking these past few days that you can't attract outsiders without a traitor in your own home. I never expected it to be you. I never expected you to come prepared. You even managed to find out a secret that almost no one knew about so many years ago."

"Lian Yun really isn't your biological daughter." Mo Xibei was also somewhat confused for a moment. Many things that seemed illogical before now made sense, but they left behind even more doubts.

"People who know too much usually don't live long," Murong Songtao sneered. "Young Master Mo, don't blame me for being ruthless; you really do know too much."

"Don't give me that. Even if I knew nothing today, you were already planning to kill me and Lianyun, then stage a scene of your own death to frame me, making everyone think I was greedy for money, killed them, and ran away with the treasure map. Your plan was clever, but unfortunately, it's too old-fashioned. You think you can kill us today and keep the treasure for yourself without anyone knowing? Let me tell you, the factory supervisor found me a few days ago and already guessed your plan." Mo Xibei knew that Murong Songtao had already decided to disregard everything. Even if he believed he was poisoned, he was probably determined to kill her first and then take the antidote. So, she could only try to pressure him with words while secretly looking around to see how she could escape unscathed while taking Murong Lianyun with her.