"Now that Mo Qiancang is dead, the little master of Wuyou can rest assured that he can return to the Central Plains, I will definitely abide by the agreement between us, and I will never set foot in the Central Plains for half a step....." Yan Feng put away his sword and walked generously in front of Wuyou, swearing. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is he really dead, are you so sure....?" Wuyou chuckled, a few traces of purity and disdain flashed in his eyes, this man was really arrogant, the dignified King of the Western Regions would die so easily?

If this is the case, it can only prove that Mo Qiancang has only been in vain all these years of being the king of the Western Regions...

"What do you mean?" Yan Feng seemed to feel that there was something to say in Wuyou's words, and he was a little displeased.

Wuyou didn't answer him anymore, just walked over to Mo Qiancang's corpse, and with a slight pick of the tip of the sword, the corpse's face was peeled off.

Everyone present was in an uproar, the corpse was not Mo Qiancang at all, but just a strange middle-aged man, who seemed to be one of Mo Qiancang's subordinates.

Ma Gu was motionless, she secretly scolded Yan Feng in her heart for his stupidity, and secretly anxious, if her body kept being so stiff, I am afraid that sooner or later she would have to be someone's knife.

Wuyou's eyes tightened slightly, and a trace of nervousness began to appear in his heart, it seems that today's level is not so easy to pass.

"Since you are the dignified king of the Western Regions, don't play these children's games anymore, what's the point of hiding? When the play is over, it is time to come out and close the scene......" shouted to the empty hall in a deep voice.

After a moment of silence, there was some movement upstairs.

A beam snapped and slammed into the ground, a violent vibration and sound that struck everyone's nerves.

In a trance, a figure floated from above, and the ground brought a gust of killing wind to the ground, blowing people's hearts cold.

Mo Qiancang broke out of the wind, followed by an expressionless girl in purple, and a masked man in black clothes.

With a domineering sneer on his face, he stopped in front of Ma Gu, who was dressed in red.

Mo Qiancang only stretched out her hand, and with a light touch on Ma Gu's head, she instantly lost all her strength and collapsed in his arms.

He stroked her white cheeks and didn't speak, staring at her slightly trembling eyes with a blank face, without even looking at the people opposite.

"Lord Qiancang, subordinates... The subordinates knew that they were wrong...."Yan Feng saw Mo Qiancang, his legs involuntarily bent and knelt on the ground, his whole person was trembling, and his face was covered with large beads of sweat.

Mo Qiancang finally raised his eyes to look at him, and then he didn't bother to look at it again, but just hugged Ma Gu and slowly opened his mouth. "If there is a next time, before rebelling against me, you must know how many pounds and taels you have....."

"But alas, you won't have a next time." After Mo Qiancang finished speaking, he only waved his hand, Yan Feng's whole person was already shaking, his face changed from pale to dark purple, and small black blood vessels covered his entire face.

The slender and long worm writhed out from under his face, and then back out of the seven orifices, and so on, and so on, and after a slight groan of pain, there was already an indistinguishable corpse lying on the ground, not corrupted, but not much better.

Mo Qiancang relaxed her control over Ma Gu at this time, she immediately felt a lot more relaxed, and her body seemed to gradually regain her strength, so she struggled to get up from his arms.

She knew that he used the mother Gu to control the sub-Gu in her body, draining all her energy.

She thought to herself that he was secretly reminding her to do her duty. Otherwise, with his ability, he would be able to make her disappear and turn her bones into invisibility without any effort.

"Gu'er should know his weight, but don't make a move that you regret, understand....." He whispered in her ear, like an intimate whisper, but it was enough to make her afraid.

Mo Qiancang raised his hand slightly expressionlessly, and the purple-clothed girl behind him flew up, and landed lightly in front of Wuyou and the others, her originally good-looking face was blue and purple, and the demonic lines climbed left and right, and she also laughed with a sneer, which made people feel cold.

She drew a double-edged knife from her waist and slashed at Wuyou and the women in black.

Flying, spinning, moving, the body is not as fast as a human, and the moves carry an aura of death that is difficult for ordinary people to parry.

In less than a moment, several women died under the knife of the purple-clothed girl.