Chapter Thirty-Eight: Finally Lost

"Whoa—"

A sharp short sword with a glittering light struck through the air, steadily hitting the long sword that was about to be next to the neck, and the stamina was so great that the sword-wielding official was knocked back a few steps in succession. The Coke Novel Network has updated the finale

Immediately after, a smoky blue figure flashed in the sky, and before everyone had time to see his face clearly, he quickly moved to the woman in white who was kneeling on the ground, and stretched out his long arms around her waist and lifted her up from the ground.

Mu Xinya only felt that she had fallen into a cold embrace, and when she opened her eyes, she crashed into a pair of dark eyes that were deep and difficult to discern.

The placket of the smoky robe is embroidered with bamboo-patterned snow-white piping, and the corners of the robe are fluttering like butterflies. The eyes that stared at her firmly were as light as glass, exuding a deep and pure light like the light of the clear moon.

Her shocked face was reflected.

It's him......

He actually came to save her......

Every time her life was at stake, he would always be there for her......

"Dugu ......"

Mu Xinya's eyes flashed with a trace of shock, and before she could fully pronounce his name, she was suddenly covered by Dugu's slender big hand.

"Don't look. His calm voice whispered in her ear, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her lowered eyes, Mu Xinya was almost stunned, and she really stood straight and forgot to resist.

The people around were also stunned, not one of them spoke, and everyone seemed to have forgotten how to make a sound out of their throats. This man, handsome as a god, was so bright and shining that he could not open his eyes, and kept him out of the world.

They have lived for dozens of dynasties and have never seen such a spotless man with their own eyes.

Until one of them cried out in horror, "Ah! a lot of blood!"

Warm and fresh blood is slowly flowing down the guillotine, dyed red, and blooms one after another.

"That, that person is-" In the attic, Mu Luorou stared intently at the man beside Mu Xinya, her little face was pale, but the bamboo root behind her immediately covered her mouth and didn't let her make any sound.

If he didn't feel wrong, there was someone on the roof at the moment.

The supervisor looked at the cyan figure, and after seeing the handsome and beautiful face, the original arrogance no longer existed, and the raised hand couldn't help but tremble, "You, you are the king of the Huns......"

Dugu Jue didn't look at him, his cold voice poured out, and he said lightly: "So what?"

The warden's heart was shocked, and an endless chill rose up in his hands and feet. But as an official of the imperial court, how could he show his fear in front of the people? Besides, if he came alone, he would definitely be outnumbered. After thinking about it for a while, he strengthened his courage and waved his big hand and shouted: "Even if you are the Dugu King, disturbing the execution ground is a capital crime, this is the capital and not your desert!

The surrounding officials immediately responded in unison and stepped forward with their swords.

In the face of so many people, Dugu Jue still held Mu Xinya without moving, and there was no trace of panic on his cold face. When one of the leading officials took the lead in raising his sword and swung it at him, he still did not dodge, only to feel the person in his arms shrink suddenly.

"Don't be afraid. Dugu clenched his arms, his eyes calm and calm.

Then, before the sword was halfway down, the whole person was kicked out by a kick from the air.

"If you dare to hurt the king of my family, you deserve death!" Hu Hanxie, who came out of nowhere to guard Dugu Jue's side, retracted his feet in a dashing manner, and then respectfully saluted Dugu Jue.

The warden's eyes widened in astonishment, and he took a few steps back, and began to be afraid, "You actually have a helper!"

"The helpers are still behind!"

As soon as the supervisor finished speaking, a loud laugh sounded on the roof of the opposite building, and he saw Chu Han, dressed in bright red, standing on top of the teahouse opposite—just as Zhugen guessed.

Chu Han's posture was tall and slender, the corners of his lips were seductively hooked on his demonic face, and then his arms were wide open, and he showed his light skills, and the red robe flew and fell lightly on the guillotine, only a few steps away from the prison officer. As soon as he left, dozens of Hun guards with black veils appeared on the roof, standing quietly on the green tiles, all of whom were the personal guards of the King of the Desert.

Chu Han hooked his lips and smiled, and hooked his fingers at the prison officer to the extreme.

The warden was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he shouted in a frenzy, "What do you want to do?

"It's too late. Chu Han smiled lightly, a trace of killing intent crossed his pretty peach blossom eyes, one hand behind his back, his body turned into a void, and he came to his side in the blink of an eye. At the same time as the big hand was on his throat, a bundle of silver needles had been inserted into his throat between his fingers, and then it was released without a trace, and he took half a step back to look at him for a long time.

The warden, who didn't react to what was happening, only felt a tingling pain in his throat, and before he could close his eyes, the whole person fell to the ground with a "bang". In an instant, blood gushed out of the bloody hole in his neck like a spring, frightening the surrounding people and officials.

The prison officer is dead, how can this punishment be enforced?!

Chu Han's peach blossom eyes looked at another pool of blood at this time, his heart sank, and he walked over and grabbed the other woman who was sitting on the ground.

"Your Majesty, you can go. He said from afar.

Dugu Jue faintly retracted his afterglow and said to the person in his arms, unable to tell what emotion was in his tone, "I'll take you away." ”

Mu Xinya's heart slammed hard, and his voice seemed to have a soothing power, which could reassure her at any time. Leaning on his solid chest, she suddenly wanted to cry, and she wanted to cry to him about the grievances she had suffered in the past few days. But she has no position, because she has brought on all of this now......

Just as she was about to nod her head in agreement, the words exclaimed by someone before suddenly flashed in her mind, "A lot of blood ......"

She wasn't beheaded at that time, so where did she get a lot of blood?

Dugu's big hand was still covering her eyes, and she felt a little strange at this time, and after a little thought, she suddenly broke free of his hand and turned her head to look at the guillotine.

A large area of blood, Mo Lan, who was pale beside Chu Han, and a corpse without a head......

Leling ......

Her eyes opened to the maximum in an instant, and the blood in her whole body almost flowed backwards, and the rumble exploded in her mind, replaced by a large blank space.

In the chest, there was a shiny thing, and it shattered to the ground.

She lost consciousness completely, and her body fell to the ground.

I only remember that the last thing that caught her eyes was Dugu's face full of shock and self-blame.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, and in the bronze incense burner on the side of the long coral window, bergamot was dotted with stars, and the pearl curtain shone brightly, and the occasional breeze blew into the long window.

Outside the door, two people were standing in the wind.

"How is she?" a deep voice drifted in the wind, and Dugu was behind his hands, his eyes closed.

Chu Han secretly looked at him with his peripheral vision, and his perfect side face flickered in the fine sunlight.

Before she woke up, the surviving maidservant Mo Lan was guarding by her side. After hesitating for a moment, Chu Han spoke, thought about it and added, "Why didn't the king go to see her in person?"

"No need. Unexpectedly, Dugu Jue gave this answer, with a little vague bitterness, and dropped a sentence, "Take good care of her." Then he turned and departed.

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing!" Chu Han blurted out violently, and as soon as he finished shouting, he hung his head with little confidence.

Hearing the embarrassment and hesitation in his words, Dugu stagnated, was silent for a long time, and slowly opened his star-like eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was clear, "Say." ”

"Miss Mu has been-" Chu Han swallowed his saliva, his eyes flickering as he stared at the white jade paved ground, "I'm pregnant." ”

The reason why he hesitated, the first was that he couldn't be sure if this child was the king, after all, what was that-Helian Xinya at that time was torn between several men. The second is that her pulse is extremely unstable, and the degree of confusion almost shocks him, this child is likely to not be saved......

Hearing this, Dugu's cold eyes that were as quiet as a pool of water crossed a trace of irrepressible surprise, and he could no longer maintain his usual calmness, he stared at Chu Han coldly, and the low air pressure around him was full of danger, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

He withdrew his gaze, turned and pushed the door open, with a palpable rush in his steps.

Chu Han stared at his back blankly, and he didn't have time to say the words that came to his lips...... Seventy percent of that kid may not be able to keep it.

Mo Lan was standing by the bedside, the corners of her eyes were wet, obviously she had just cried, or her tears had not stopped, she held the hand of the person lying on the bed tightly, and her elegant face was full of deep vicissitudes and grief.

Obviously, she did not step out of the shadow of witnessing Le Ling's beheading at all.

Suddenly, a smoky blue figure lifted the bead curtain and strode in. The pearls struck each other, making a clear sound.

"Dugu King. Mo Lan looked at him uncharacteristically with blank eyes, and didn't let go of Mu Xinya's hand until he approached.

Dugu's cold gaze was firmly locked on Mu Xinya's pale face on the bed, and he didn't look at others at all, and spit out two words on his thin lips, "Go out." ”

Mo Lan was stunned, "But the princess needs someone to take care of her." ”

"I'll take care of it. His voice was hoarse. Mo Lan just wanted to continue to say something, but the next moment he was pulled up by Chu Han, who followed closely behind, and forcibly pulled him out of the door.

Chu Han closed the door from the outside, and Mo Lan asked uneasily beside him, "What's going on?" What do you want to do to my princess? No, I'm going to stay inside and take care of the princess!" She was flustered and confused, trembling all the time, and her thoughts were so confused that she couldn't think normally.

Chu Han's peach blossom eyes narrowed, clamped her arm hard, and said contemptuously: "Take care, with your appearance, who can you take care of?"

Mo Lan only felt that her arm could not move at all, and her heart panicked suddenly, frowning, struggling to push him away and break into the house, but before she could take a step, a sharp pain came from her shoulder.

Chu Han slowly withdrew his big hand, watching her body slowly fall to the ground, still indifferent, without the slightest intention of reaching out to help.

"Brother Chu, what are you doing?!" Chu Han's pretty face became stiff after hearing this crisp questioning sound like a silver bell, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he slowly turned around, a harmless smile pulled up on his demonic face, and he beckoned to people very innocently:

"Little Poria, I didn't do anything. ”