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Han Moyu's heart beat violently for a long time, and then she looked up at her savior.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Han Moyu was stunned.

I saw that standing in front of me was a young noble man with a graceful and heroic demeanor, like a god who descended from the clouds to the world, which was untouchable.

A handsome but gentle face, as well as indifferent eyes, seem familiar. Eyebrows like distant mountains, soft eyes, thin lips.

He was dressed in a plain blue brocade robe, but the collar and cuffs were embroidered with gold and silver threads with sparse and delicate patterns; such simple clothing could not hide the awe-inspiring noble aura that he exuded all over his body; against the background of the color as clean as the sky, it looked even more noble, pure and inviolable.

The hairband fell off in the fight, and a black hair shone brightly down the shoulders of the young nobleman, and under the breeze of the mountains, the hair fluttered and fluttered in the air, blinding Han Moyu's eyes.

At that moment, Han Moyu felt that the young noble son in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The handsome noble man still had a cold chill on his face, and he only glanced at Han Moyu with his peripheral eyes and turned away, not stopping his gaze.

But at that moment, Han Moyu really saw the man's deep gaze, deep and quiet, and that flick also made Han Moyu's calm heart suddenly beat violently.

The young and handsome face gave Han Moyu a strong illusion of familiarity in an instant, and a strong love and hate gushed out for no reason.

Don't dare to look at that person again. The inexplicable heartache is incomparable.

I must know that guy. I must know!" Han Moyu thought hard, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

But that incomparably familiar illusion made Han Moyu stand there in a daze, like a stone carving, and lost the ability to move. It's just that I can't stop trembling all over.

A few black-clothed masked people rushed up behind him, but Han Moyu turned a blind eye, his eyes staring directly at the noble son, letting his heartache intensify.

The noble boy turned around and got into a fight with several black-clothed masked men, and several times he almost fell into the danger of being stabbed and sealed his throat.

Han Moyu was terrified to watch. But when he saw the noble son parrying, he turned his head and yelled at Han Moyu: "Why are you standing stupidly?

Han Moyu hurriedly climbed up to a higher place and hid behind a tree to ensure his temporary safety.

And at that moment, the young noble prince was a little overwhelmed by the joint efforts of several black-clothed masked men with strong martial arts, and the distraction at this moment made the black-clothed masked man find a vacancy, and slashed his shoulder with a knife, and immediately blood flowed.

At the critical moment, several people in brocade clothes with swords jumped over from the rocks and slashed the black-clothed masked man to death.

Han Moyu saw that the noble son was injured, and hurriedly climbed down from the tree and ran towards the noble prince.

The noble prince leaned against a stone with one hand on his bleeding shoulder, and his sword against the ground in the other, while several of his subordinates hurriedly bandaged his wounds.

The sunlight sprinkled on the noble son's body, plating the noble son's golden outline, which looked particularly beautiful. Han Moyu looked at it for a while, and saw the noble man's cold gaze sweeping towards herself, so she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

A black-clothed masked man seemed to have a breath left, and was stepped on the chest by a brocade-clothed man, and blood flowed from his body. The man in brocade took off the mask of the masked man in black and twisted the man in black in front of the noble man.

With a terrible anger exuding from his body, the noble prince asked, "Who sent you? Why do you want to kill the unarmed people in broad daylight? What is your purpose?"

"Most of the kids they killed were kids my age!" Han Mo said.

Originally, I thought they were a gang of robbers and bandits, but I saw them burn the village and kill people, but I didn't see them robbing money; they didn't let go of any of the old and young in the village, especially those with children as big as me, and I saw them running after them and brutally slashing them to death one by one!" Han Mo said angrily, tears welling up in his eyes.

When the noble prince heard this, his face turned dark, and he stood up all of a sudden and walked in front of the man in black.

Han Moyu was so frightened that he took a few steps back, only to see the noble prince bend down and reach out and pinch the masked man's chin, look at it, and then gritted his teeth and asked, "Say, who sent you?!" What is the purpose?"

saw that the man in black was expressionless, and he didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth. Suddenly, a stream of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

After checking it, the brocade guards reported: "Imperial Prince, the assassin has committed suicide by poisoning. ”

Han Changyu looked at the corpse, frowned, sighed, and said, "It's really ruthless!"

After descending the mountain, the brocade guards counted the bodies and reported, "Most of the dead are indeed children in their eighties and teens." Yu Gongzi, could this matter be related to Gongzi's trip?"

That's right, the group of them crossed the mountains and mountains this time and came to this poor and remote country, and what they were looking for was also a teenager, isn't it related to that child?

Han Changyu was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed.

Who are these people, and why are they killing these peasants in this barren wilderness? Why are they all teenagers? And when I was looking for that child?

Perhaps, it is the enemy of our Hanfu, which is why he is so ruthless. But...... Why is it for a child? Is it because the other people in our Han Mansion can't move? Han Changyu shook his head.

The brocade-clothed guard asked again, "Imperial Prince, do you want to report this matter to the local government?"

Han Changyu shook his head, "Forget it, it's better to have more than less." If such a big murder has occurred, the government will find out clearly, so we should not interfere, so as not to provoke right and wrong. With that, he turned over and jumped on his horse.

"What about this child?" asked the guard.

Han Changyu glanced at Han Moyu at this time, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward, leaned over and reached out to stroke the hair on Han Moyu's forehead. There was a small mark like a plum petal.

Han Moyu looked at the noble prince with a red face and surprise, only to see that the man's cold gaze became gentle, and his heart was in turmoil.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" Han Changyu laughed and said, "I finally found you!

Monk Hanmo was confused, but he was much more sober by this drink, and knew that he was going to take himself out of here, so he exclaimed, "Let me down! I want to go home!"

At this moment, Han Moyu heard the familiar cry behind her, turned her head to look, and saw her father and mother hurrying over, shouting her name.

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