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Chapter 3695: 4.1295 Escort

"This is truly a tree that has become a spirit," Mo Lian complained. "Just a vine branch, and it knows how to snatch food from people."

Qiao Mu's eyes curved. "Lian, while you were in Huiping Village, I also did quite a lot."

The little one was rarely in such a talkative mood.

She eloquently recounted everything that happened in the Mu family's Chaoyang Tower to Mo Lian.

Then she blinked and said to him, "I think the sacred vein you discovered beneath Huiping Village must have been left to me by Old Ancestor Chaoyang."

"Didn't you say there were layers of talisman arrays left by a Heaven-grade Grand Talisman Master outside! I guess Old Ancestor Chaoyang did it."

Mo Lian thought carefully and nodded with a smile. "That's very likely."

"Then... do you want to go?" Mo Lian raised a hand and rubbed his wife's head. "If you want to go, let's go together."

Qiao Mu pondered for a moment, then hummed and nodded. "I definitely have to go. But I heard that the academy's Heavenly Origin Ranking is about to open."

"I also want to make time to return to my sect. Senior Sister has been awake for quite a few days now, so I should send her back first to reunite with Second Martial Uncle and the others."

The carriage suddenly swayed, and a gasp came from outside.

They had now reached the south of the city, and the carriage was heading towards the outskirts of the capital.

The carriage suddenly lurched and then abruptly stopped.

Mo Lian held the little one's hand, wrapped his arm around her body, and said calmly through the curtain, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Mu pursed her small lips. This guy had one demeanor in front of others and another in front of her, making him especially deceptive.

For example, when he took off his clothes, he turned into a beast.

When he put on his clothes, hmph, he looked dignified, but it didn't change his scoundrel nature...

"Reporting to Your Highness, the intersection ahead is blocked."

"Take a detour," Mo Lian ordered coolly.

"Your Highness," the coachman quickly said, "The outside is blocked by crowds, and we can't turn into the nearby side roads either."

Mo Lian lifted the curtain with one hand and glanced outside. Indeed, the front was a sea of people, even the side roads were completely blocked.

The two got out of the carriage hand-in-hand. Turning back, they saw that the road behind them was also blocked by crowds and carriages, leaving them in a dilemma.

"What happened up ahead?" The Little Poker Face asked curiously.

"I don't know!"

"Why is this road suddenly so blocked?"

Complaints came from the crowd.

A woman standing near their carriage secretly glanced at Qiao Mu and Mo Lian, then clicked her tongue.

Suddenly feeling a chill on her instep, the woman looked down and quickly retreated a few steps, exclaiming repeatedly, "Oh, where did this cold water come from?"

The Little Poker Face was currently standing on the footstool. Looking down, she indeed saw a layer of water flowing from the direction of the city gate, mixed with various shouts.

"Move aside, move aside, move aside, everyone move aside."

"Wow, isn't that someone from the Long family?"

"What are they doing? Hauling so many large carts of something."

"These bastards blocked both the front and back roads."

Everyone grumbled, and the Little Poker Face also jumped off the footstool.

But before her feet even touched the ground, she felt her small body being lifted by Crown Prince Mo.

"The ground is very wet," Mo Lian looked down, lifting his foot in distaste.

The surface of his brocade boots was already damp with water.