There was no Ye Changqing, only Mo Chen tightly guarded Mei Xiaozhu, who was screaming wildly, and there were several sword wounds in her body dripping with blood.

This scene made Mo Qinglan's blood surge, his eyes were stained with blood red, and the blood qi lingered around his body like a moon sword in his hand, glowing with demonic purple light.

The man in black raised his hand and was proud, and if he went down with this sword, he would definitely end Mo Chen's life. His eyes widened suddenly, and he wanted to turn his head to look at something, when suddenly the arm from which he raised his sword and the lower half of his body above his chest were separated and rolled to the ground, and his lower body was still standing with his feet open, and the blood that had been cut off was splashing in all directions like a fountain.

Everything came too suddenly, and before the rest of the black-clothed people could recover from the shock, a large area fell around, and the screams continued again and again, and Mo Qinglan forced a bloody path to Mochen from the crowd.

Mo Chen looked up, his eyes were drifting, only to see a figure hurrying towards him, full of blood, so uncomfortable, but so familiar and warm.

"Ink Dust, Ink Dust!" A hurried and worried cry came out of his mouth, which had always been indifferent and cold in the past, making Mo Chen's heart glow with a gentle warmth.

"I'm here, I'm ...... In." Mo Chen replied with a smile, and as he spoke, thick blood slipped from the corners of his mouth and covered the bloody clothes on his chest. It was as if blood was the true color of the clothes, and white was just an embellishment.

However, the next moment he finished speaking, the whole person fell softly.

Mo Qinglan's eyes were quick, and his free other hand held him and leaned on his body. Her eyes swept over Mei Xiaozhu, cold without a trace of emotion. Mei Xiaogui was in a sluggish state since Mo Qinglan split the head of the black-clothed man in two, and suddenly felt a cold and piercing gaze shoot at her, she shivered all over her body, and looked at her stupidly. saw the terrifying picture of Mo Qinglan holding Mo Chen to torture and kill in the crowd, and for a moment she unconsciously thought of killing the sky.

At that time, she didn't know that Mo Qinglan was killing the sky, and killing the sky was Mo Qinglan. It wasn't until half a year after the battle that Mei Xiaogui found out that someone wanted to poison Ye Changqing, and she begged Ye Changqing to find the missing Mo Qinglan back. Ye Changqing was forced to tell her the true identity of the Heaven Killer and forced her to keep it a secret. At that time, she saw the other side of Mo Qinglan for the first time, in order to find out the person who poisoned her, she almost washed the entire Yeyang Palace in blood, that infatuation, that ruthlessness, made her worship and fear.

She hid this secret in her heart until Mo Qinglan's portrait was made public, and she became a wanted criminal in the whole continent overnight......

Seeing that it was hopeless to kill Mo Qinglan in groups, the men in black began to retreat in an organized manner. Looking at the sharp arrows all over the ground, Mo Qinglan naturally knew what they were having, and they were killing people more and more fiercely and quickly with the Ruyue Sword in their hands, and they could solve one by one.

Finally, the people who withdrew began to shoot arrows into the courtyard, and Mo Qinglan, who was holding Mo Chen, gradually felt physically exhausted after a fight, she retreated to the carriage and said to Mei Xiaozhui:

"Get in the car."

Mei Xiaogui hurriedly climbed into the car, turned around and stretched out her hand to Mo Qinglan, wanting to take Mo Chen, but seeing that Mo Qinglan had no intention of letting go, she was embarrassed, but she still said:

"I can do some tricks to stop the bleeding, I can help."

Mo Qinglan nodded, and half-supported Mochen into the car with the help of Mei Xiaozhui. Mo Chen's blood snaked all over the place, and it was very terrifying to watch, even if Mo Qinglan pointed the acupoints for him, he still couldn't control the speed of blood flow, it was really that he had too many sword wounds on his body, especially the sword in the abdomen was the most serious.

Now I can only break through quickly and take him to the doctor, no, to find Baili Zhige.

At this time, Yan Li ran out of the house, holding a little monk in his arms, and the little monk was motionless, as if he had fainted.

"Childe is okay here, right?" Hiding from the rain of arrows, he came to the carriage safely and sent the little monk into the carriage, and when he saw the ink dust covered in blood, his eyes were dark and he almost fainted.

"You come to drive the carriage, and I'll break through." Mo Qinglan said coldly, her hand reached into the car and pulled Yan Li out, looking at Yan Li's eyes red and blaming herself, her voice was even colder:

"If on the battlefield, my soldier does not obey the command and leaves his post without permission, I will kill him with my own hands as soon as possible."

She obviously asked him to protect Mochen, but when she arrived, she didn't find the figure of the departed, and some of them were just injured and unshaped.

"I ...... If the son has any three strengths and two shortcomings, I will apologize to myself. His tone was full of remorse.

"Death does not solve the problems that have occurred." Mo Qinglan jumped out of the car and replied indifferently: "Ready to break through, we need to rush back to Huangci Country today to find Baili Zhige, otherwise no one will be able to save Mo Chen's life." ”

After Mo Qinglan finished speaking, he ran out with his sword, and after the rain of arrows, he took a few lives and harvested a few lives, and at this time, the ruthlessness and decisiveness on the battlefield were vividly displayed in front of the corpses that had lost the breath of life.

There were screams and shouts outside the courtyard, and suddenly a long howl came, and when he heard it, he waved his long whip and whipped the horse fiercely, and rushed out quickly. The sharp arrows kept coming, and one of them happened to hit his calf, and he snorted, and broke out in a cold sweat, but he couldn't take his eyes off the front, and desperately waved the long whip to urge the horse forward, and he didn't even look at the injured place, which was better for him to be injured at this time.

When the man in black was eradicated, the carriage had already disappeared for a long time, and the Xie medicine in the morning consumed energy, and Mo Qinglan also spent a lot of physical strength after this battle, but fortunately, the Ruyue Sword had the magical function of replenishing essence, so that she could play it with ease.

I left a few live mouths and wanted to interrogate them properly, but as soon as Mo Qinglan's words came out, they all committed suicide by swallowing drugs collectively, so Mo Qinglan had no choice but to collect his sword and go to the stable to get the carriage that the horse chased away.

Along the way, her mind was actually covered in the image of Mo Chen fainting covered in blood, and the voice of Mei Xiaogui crying Ye Changqing. This agitated, angry, and worried mood made her heart fluctuate, her breath was unsteady, and she only felt the blood in her chest surge. With a "poof", Mo Qinglan spit out a mouthful of blood, her eyes were black and she almost fell off the horse, but fortunately, her feet tightly hooked the horse pedals to stabilize her body.

"Mochen, you can't die without my orders." Mo Qinglan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes firmly looked at the shadow of the carriage that was faintly visible in front of him, and the domineering words were gently spit out.

When night fell, the lights of Huangci Guohua were on, and there was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere, Mo Qinglan and his party turned Huangciguo upside down overnight, and they wanted to leave in a low-key manner, but they still returned to the original point three days later.

Only this time, everyone returned with a scar, especially Mo Chen's life, which was hanging by a thread.

When the masked Mo Qinglan appeared in front of Mo Qinghan in clothes stained with ink dust and blood on most of her body, Mo Qinghan was so frightened that she didn't recognize the eldest brother she was thinking about, and the disgusting smell of blood came from her covered lips, making her unable to make a sound at all.

"Where's Bailizhigo, I need to see him, immediately, immediately!"