Chapter 193: Liberation

"Shut up, whoever dies or lives, but do it, I don't have that much patience!"

was angry in his heart, stepped on Xiao Han's calf, and used all his strength.

A burst of pain hit the whole body from the bottom up, the pain was almost suffocating, cold sweat was pouring out, this foot went down, the bones were cracked, and no one was more ruthless than Duan Meng.

"If you want to kill, kill it, where is there so much nonsense, the pavilion master will avenge us!"

Gu Mei'er grabbed Xiao Han's arm, frowned, and stared at Duan Meng stubbornly, without a trace of fear in her black and white eyes.

"So, no one of you wants to do it?"

"Mei'er, kill me!" Xiao Han was anxious, handed the sword to Gu Mei'er's hand, and pleaded.

Gu Mei'er threw the sword far away angrily, slapped Xiao Han casually, and her voice inadvertently raised a few points:

"Why do you believe everyone's words! She said she would let us go, did she really let us go? She just wanted to see us kill each other, and then deal with it!"

Xiao Han lowered his head, pursed his lips, and sighed, he didn't know, but whenever there was a glimmer of hope, he hoped that she could live.

Duan Meng snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense, raised his sword, stabbed his arm hard, and stabbed towards Gu Mei'er's chest, Xiao Han hurriedly hugged Gu Mei'er, and left his back to the cold sword stabbed by Duan Meng.

Seeing that the long sword was less than a finger away from the rain-soaked clothes that were clinging to his body, and the next moment, it would pass through his chest, Xiao Han hugged Gu Mei'er's arm a little tighter, and said that he was not afraid of death, it was fake.

"Bang", Duan Meng's wrist hurt, and the long sword was deflected, leaving a hole in Xiao Han's shoulder.

A small round stone, which spun around twice on the ground, stopped at Duan Meng's feet, this little thing was the culprit who caused her to miss.

Duan Meng turned around, who else could hurt her violently except Mu Youchen and Mu Qianxun, thinking with hatred in his heart, it was still a step too late.

"Concubine Meng Niangniang is so guts, you dare to move my people, it seems that the last time I left you with my life, it was a mistake!"

Mu Youchen walked slowly, his face was slightly pale, but the momentum around him could not be ignored.

"You came just in time, I'll serve you today!" Duan Meng put down his cruel words, but began to beat the drum in his heart, Mu Youchen and Mu Qianxun joined forces, and she was not sure that she could escape from them.

"It's up to you, I'll deal with you alone, that's enough!" The eyes were as bright as silk, and the beautiful ink color was like a whirlpool, making people unable to see the bottom, and the tone was domineering.

Turning lightly, he looked at Mu Qianxun, put one hand on her shoulder, and gently combed the broken hair in front of Mu Qianxun's forehead with the other hand, imprinted a heavy kiss on her cheek, and whispered:

"Duan Meng, leave it to me, you go and kill Mu Youchen, and then come over to help me. ”

Mu Qianxun's lips squirmed, his deep eyes flashed a touch of helplessness, and he nodded obediently.

Mu Youchen had just stopped the hidden disease in his arm, and his physical strength had not yet recovered, so he was really reluctant to deal with Duan Meng alone.

But she can't help much, maybe it will be a burden, and her current skills are at most on par with Ling Ze.

Except for Mu Youchen, no one knows that her skills have been suppressed, if she does it with Duan Meng, she will be recognized at a glance, Duan Meng has no scruples, and it will be even more difficult for Mu Youchen to win her.

It's better to leave Mu Youchen alone like this, Duan Meng will inevitably be restrained, doubting Mu Youchen's skills and their purpose, his strength will be greatly reduced, and Mu Youchen will not have no chance to defeat her.

Fighting, Yu Hun's soldiers have died, but the losses of the forbidden army are very few, and they are all high-spirited, and they have never fought so easily.

Originally, it was relatively easy to win more than few, but the fewer people in Yuhun died, and the more people in the forbidden army were idle.

In the end, it became four or five people who tortured and killed one person, beating Yu Hun people like lost dogs, and each person did not leave six or seven cuts, which was abnormal.

The scene was unbearable, the huge venue was covered with corpses, this battle was really tragic, and none of the forty or fifty thousand troops sent by Yu Hun could go back alive.

Mu Youchen didn't move for a long time, and Duan Meng also stood dry, but they performed "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move" very well.

On Mu Huanfeng's side, one person dealt with two, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all, he was at ease, and he could sneak attack Ling Ze from time to time.

Cao'er protected herself very well, but she was very tired, and her hand holding the soft whip was a little trembling, and if she continued to fight, her energy was really not enough.

Ling Ze was not so lucky, his clothes were ragged, and there were only a few strands of cloth left hanging on his body.

was cut one after another by Mu Huanfeng's scimitar, and his body was covered with deep and shallow wounds, but fortunately, it didn't hurt the vital point, and it didn't affect anything.

Mu Qianxun came out of his body with a long sword, and looked at Mu Huanfeng coldly, looking like he was bound to take his life.

It may be because this gaze is too hot, Mu Huanfeng looked in the direction of Mu Qianxun, and couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart was sullen.

It's really chilling, she hates him so much, does she have to want him to die, after all, he still becomes an enemy.

In just a moment, Cao'er's soft whip left a half-finger-deep wound on his abdomen, and the blood flowed profusely.

Coming back to his senses and concentrating on the enemy, this injury is nothing to him, since he was a child, the torture that Duan Meng brought him was far more difficult than this.

Mu Qianxun approached little by little, standing with Cao'er, the long sword and soft whip striking back and forth, and the cooperation was very tacit.

Mu Huanfeng was injured, and he was overwhelmed by the siege of the three of them, and his moves became more and more chaotic, and some of them couldn't hold on.

Mu Qianxun's body moved, and he fought with Mu Huanfeng in close quarters, and the swords collided together, making a crisp sound.

glanced at the grass, and said lightly: "You stand back, I'll be alone!"

Cao'er hesitated for a moment and moved back with Ling Ze.

The sword in his hand slipped off deliberately, his head was sideways, avoiding Mu Huanfeng's scimitar, and he didn't move, just staring at Mu Huanfeng quietly.

Mu Huanfeng put away the scimitar and looked at Mu Qianxun puzzled, covering his chest with one hand, and a layer of fine cold sweat was covered on his forehead.

The person in front of him smiled slightly, took out a snow-white handkerchief, and reached out to wipe away the sweat for him, with gentle movements.

Cao'er's pupils shrank, and a small face was shocked, rubbing her eyes, as if she was hallucinating.

Ling Ze also looked stiff, and the whole person was stunned, Mu Qianxun What kind of trouble is this, Mu Youchen is still standing there, this, this... Mu Huanfeng is their fierce rival.

Mu Huanfeng's heart tightened, the pain in his heart struck, his whole body was like a needle prick, his muscles and veins seemed to be cut little by little, and his head hurt so much that he couldn't help but snort.

Leaning around, he really couldn't stand still, thinking that the tragic situation of the Silver Crystal Hall last time was about to be repeated, and he was grabbed by Mu Qianxun, and he didn't fall down.

Damn love Gu, it's flare-up again, just because of a hint of her tenderness, but why would she do it?

The next moment, he finally understood that her tenderness was just for his life, but he easily let her succeed, sure enough, Gentle Township is a hero's grave, she is destined to be the doom of his fate, a love word, ruined everything.

When the dagger in her sleeve sank into his abdomen, she didn't feel much pain, but felt relieved, that is, unspeakably sad, tears slid down her cheeks, and her voice trembled:

"Why? You have to kill me, where am I... It's not as good as Mu Youchen?"

This is the first time he has cried since he became sensible, and it is also the last time he cries, not because he is afraid of pain and death, but because the person who stabbed this knife is him, the woman he misses in his heart, and the woman he can't ask for.

Mu Qianxun Yu held Mu Huanfeng's shoulder with her hand, sneering, there was no trace of emotion in her eyes, but she couldn't be moved by his true feelings.

Approaching Mu Huanfeng's ear, his tone was cold and disdainful, and he made up another knife in his heart:

"I said that I would make you pay with blood, for my sisters of Xingya Pavilion, for my dead children!

As I said, the person who harms me and the person I love will not end well! Damn it, you and him are too far apart, even if I am reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes, I will not fall in love with you!"

With that, he pushed Mu Huanfeng away and fell, about to turn into one of the thousands of corpses.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, he sighed, his eyes closed silently, and his demonic appearance was full of vicissitudes, making it even more charming.

It's okay like this, from childhood to adulthood, every step is lived according to Duan Meng's arrangement, and he is a complete humanoid puppet.

He is also tired, his life will not be peaceful at all, even if he survives this time, he will die for the rest of his life, and he will not be able to touch half of the throne.

Obviously, his body is stronger than ordinary people, and he can be as lively as other princes, he doesn't listen to his husband, he is naughty, he laughs when he is happy, and he cries when he is unhappy.

But he was forced to take the bitter and deadly decoction, lying in the Silver Crystal Palace, pretending to be sick, for more than ten years, almost never leaving the Silver Crystal Palace.

In that dark secret room, suffering a lot, no one could think of how to practice this skill.

In his mind, there was only the throne, only forbearance, only corpses and endless killing, just for Duan Meng's obsession.

The only thing that didn't listen to Duan Meng was that he was emotional, and his best memory was that he met her.

She was like a vague glimmer of light in his dark world, a throbbing that could not be ignored, haunting him and attracting him.

She is so beautiful, so smart, so good, just like an immortal above the nine heavens, as if it would be blasphemy to look at it more, and she became Mu Youchen's princess.

Whether it is his face, posture or the smart and domineering eyes, it deeply affects his heart.

The colors that could not be seen through the deep eyes, the smile on his lips, and the obsessive eyes looking at him made him unforgettable, and he fell in love at first sight.

For the throne, the only purpose of his life, the mission that Duan Meng gave him, must be completed, and he stood opposite her.

Calculated her, hurt her, selfishly aborted her children, just because she was jealous of the man she loved so much.

If he wasn't Mu Huanfeng, he wasn't the most important chess piece in Duan Meng's hand, he was just an ordinary teenager.

He could meet her earlier than Mu Youchen and be good to her wholeheartedly, is he the one who is by her side now, will there be no such fatal knife?