The sharp arrow ruthlessly pierced the body of the person in front of him, and with its fierce force, it pushed him back a few steps. The man's mangled body crumbled, and the intense pain blurred his vision. Looking at the emaciated figure not far away, the man fell backwards, and his soft voice seemed to dissipate in the wind.

"Cat ......"

Hua Qingmo was extremely surprised and held on to the person in front of her, and then quickly searched around with her ability. The man holding the silver bow not far away caught her eye, and the moon-white flowing cloud pattern brocade robe made Hua Qingmo even more familiar.

Squinting her eyes, Hua Qingmo glanced at the cat not far away, and coldly ordered, "Cat, come here." ”

The cat was stunned for a moment, staring at the man supported by Hua Qingmo, and her indifferent and dark eyes finally fluctuated. She quickly moved to Hua Qingmo, and her face turned pale without knowing when.

"Cat, take care of it yourself." Hua Qingmo directly let go of Feng Shuyong and let him fall backwards, as if he didn't remember that Feng Shuyong had just saved his life.

Looking at Feng Shuyong's fallen body, the cat bit her lower lip, and although she told herself in her heart that she would let him die, her hand was raised up without obeying the call. At the moment when Feng Shuyong was about to fall to the ground, the cat finally held him.

At the same time, Hua Qingmo had already taken the golden bow and sharp arrows from the cat's hand, and the slight coolness and hardness of the golden bow made Hua Qingmo feel strange and heavy. She quickly pulled out the golden bow of the sun protector and aimed it at the man, her slightly narrowed eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Seeing Hua Qingmo's movements, the man pulled his bow and aimed at Hua Qingmo without hurrying, and the arrow was aimed at Hua Qingmo, and there was a hint of a light smile on his warm and jade-like face, like a cold pool of Qinglian, as if still water was white.

Suddenly, the two let go, and the sharp arrows shot at each other at the same time. In an instant, the two arrows were like two lightning bolts colliding above the vast sky, the killing intent that was transmitted rapidly, the cold and thin arrow light, and the ruthless convergence, Hua Qingmo looked at the senseless smile on Wen Jing's face, and her heart was even colder.

Just now, he was ruthless to himself, and it must have been because it was funny.

His amusement is always in exchange for their struggles and their lives.

The sharp arrows that collided finally broke the stalemate, and the arrow shot by Hua Qingmo shot Wenjing's arrow in half. Then the sharp arrow that galloped like the wind shot at Wenjing, aiming at his heart with extreme precision.

Regarding the sharp arrows coming towards him, Wen Jing just smiled peacefully and avoided to the side. But at the same time, a silvery-white light was like a meteor passing at an extremely fast speed, quickly attacking Wenjing.

The tendency to flank left and right made Wen Jing a little embarrassed, and after dodging Hua Qingmo's sharp arrow, the silver-white light had already slashed through his left arm, bringing him a pain that he had not seen for a long time.

Quickly grabbing the hilt of the long sword, Wen Jing looked at the frost cold sword in his hand, his smile was like a blue sky and white clouds, with unattainable elegance and dignity. Immediately, he looked at Bai Zixiao, who was fighting against Situ Heng and Situ Yuanche with his bare hands on the high platform, and his smile gradually deepened.

"Zixiao, I want to see whether you and Xuan Xiao choose the world or the people around you. Don't let me down! ”

Wen Jing pointed the sword at Bai Zixiao with his backhand, and pushed the frost cold sword back to him with internal force. Then, Wen Jing clenched the silver bow and left, and before leaving, he looked at the back of Hua Qingmo's hand with a very far-reaching gaze.

Seeing Wen Jing leaving, Hua Qingmo did not catch up. For Wen Jing, as long as he doesn't do things that endanger himself and Bai Zixiao, it is enough, anyway, he will die in a few years. If you really deal with him, he is the biggest trouble in this world.

Then, Hua Qingmo looked at King Ningjun, who was killed by more than a dozen arrows, and her eyes sank slightly. Her actions today said that she was avenging Baili Yuche, but King Ningjun's face was peaceful, and it was obvious that he had passed away without any regrets.

However, it has all passed, and the ease of his death, the torture of death, has nothing to do with him.

At this moment, the frost cold sword in Bai Zixiao's hand seemed to be gone. And his people were like streamers, shuttling around Situ Heng, Situ Yuanche, Hua Minzhi and Pei Tianyou at great speed. His speed was too fast, and no one could see what was happening, but when Bai Zixiao stood in front of everyone, Situ Yuanche and the four of them had scars on their limbs, and the pain seemed to be realized later, and they could only feel it slowly from this moment.

The pain in their ankles made the four of them fall to the ground, and the pain in their wrists made them unable to even hold their swords, and the sudden arrival of the situation made the four of them stunned, their eyes looked at Bai Zixiao at the same time, and an indescribable severe chill surrounded them from all directions.

It is easier to kill someone than to injure the tendons and tendons, and Bai Zixiao injured the hands and tendons of the four of them in an instant, which also shows that he was able to take the lives of the four of them lightly just now. Although they didn't know why he did this, they knew at this time that there was a great difference between themselves and Bai Zixiao.

"If Lord Yun has a spirit in the sky, he should rest in peace today." Bai Zixiao glanced at King Ningjun's corpse, and his indifferent voice did not change in the slightest. Then, he looked at the blood on the frost cold sword, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Dirty." ”

"Mo'er will wipe it clean for you." Hua Qingmo took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood on the frosty sword. Then, she looked at the unconscious Feng Shuyong in the cat's arms, and her eyes were slightly downcast: "Cat, if you are reluctant, hold it in your hand and don't give up." He gave his life to save me, just in exchange for your forgiveness. I think he's going to sue you, you can die for me, he can lay down his life for me because of you. ”

"Young master......" The cat glanced up at Hua Qingmo, and her elegant face was as indifferent as ever. There didn't seem to be a trace of worry in her dark eyes, but from her trembling hands, anyone could see the panic hidden under the cold exterior.

The cat's persistence is not because it is ruthless, but because it is too affectionate.

"If you don't know what to do, treat him first, he is so badly injured, your momentary hesitation may kill him." Seeing that the cat hesitated, Hua Qingmo's voice was cold.

Perhaps, she can't agree with what Feng Shuyong did before, but today he has used his life to apologize to the cat and his heart. Will they ever be able to come together again? No one can say for sure. But now, it's important to save the life of Feng Shuyu first.

"Yes, young master." The cat answered, and then looked at Yun Xie with a hint of pleading in his eyes. Yun Xie knew what the cat meant, so he quickly came to her side and helped her to help her with the wind. Immediately, the people who knew how to heal in the Sixteen Horsemen of Youyun all gathered.

No matter what the cat thinks in his heart, today's Feng Shuyong is the life-saving benefactor of their young master, and he must be saved in public and private.

Seeing this scene, Hua Qingmo didn't care about them anymore. With Wenjing's skills, no one can jump to conclusions about whether this wind can escape. Besides, now is not the time for her to worry about the wind sparse.

Slowly raising her eyes, Hua Qingmo looked at the army gathered from all directions, there was no trace of nervousness on Xiuya's delicate face, she just slowly wiped the blood from the Xue Han sword and put the sword back into the scabbard.

Looking sideways at Bai Zixiao standing beside her, Hua Qingmo smiled and said, "Zixiao, you are playing with the West Prince and them so as not to let them have no time to withdraw, so as not to disturb Mo'er for revenge, right?" ”

"The longer Mo'er stays with the Governor, the more she seems to get to know the Governor." Bai Zixiao looked down at Hua Qingmo, and the corners of her cool lips bloomed with a charming smile. He stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of Hua Qingmo's hanging hair, the cloud hair reflected the white purple hair's skin, and the white fingers seemed to be glowing with the luster of white jade.

Brushing up the hair, the white purple flute lowered his head, and kissed the hair of Hua Qingmo shallowly, the lazy and evil and calm posture, like the various flowers falling with the wind in the late spring, chic and leisurely, pleasant and sparse.

Situ Heng and the others looked at Bai Zixiao like this, and suddenly they couldn't understand this person. In today's situation, even if they are used to blackmail the army in front of them, it will definitely not have much effect. But why, in such a crisis situation, Bai Zixiao still has leisure and leisure to grind with Hua Qingmo's ears and temples.

"King Liang." Bai Zixiao called coldly, with a command in his voice.

"Situ Xin is here, but he is ordered by nine thousand years old." Hearing Bai Zixiao's voice, Situ Xin, who had been watching from the side, quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee.

This scene made Situ Yuanche and Situ Heng's eyes widen, and when they were about to speak, Situ Xin took the lead in speaking: "Prince De, Prince Xi, this king has decided to be loyal to nine thousand years old, and the previous agreement is considered a breach of contract by this king, I am really sorry for the two of you." ”

Such words made Situ Yuanche and the others slightly stunned, but considering the number of the army, they did not have the slightest worry.

600,000 troops against 1.4 million, the result is still obvious.

"Prince Liang chose like this, we naturally won't interfere, but today's choice of Lord Liang is afraid that it is a mistake. Not to mention burying your own life, it will also affect the hundreds of thousands of troops in your hands. Situ Heng picked up his sword and slowly stood up with his body propped up.

The pain in his limbs made Situ Heng's eyebrows frown slightly, but there was no fluctuation on his face. Subsequently, Situ Yuanche, Hua Minzhi and Pei Tianyou also stood up, but their bodies looked a little unstable after all.

At the same time, the general in black armor walked towards the high platform. Seeing this situation, he immediately guarded the four of Situ Heng, drew his sword and turned to Bai Zixiao and Hua Qingmo.

"Nine thousand years old, even if you have the ability to escape the heavens and the earth today, you can't escape the siege of this 1.4 million army, this king advises you not to do useless struggles, lest the blood flow into rivers and add to your sins." Situ Heng looked at Bai Zixiao, and his voice was cool and clear. Then, he looked at Hua Qingmo, and his voice suddenly softened: "Mo'er, we all want you to live, no matter what the price is." Today, King Liang has broken the contract, and our plan can only be changed, if no one can replace King Liang, it will be up to me to do it. ”

"Do what?" Hua Qingmo glanced at Situ Heng suspiciously, then looked at Situ Xin, and asked aloud, "Lord Liang, what agreement have you made?" ”