"You know ?!! everything"

After finishing off the last assassin's subordinate with one palm, Mo Jiuhua casually turned his wrist and stood opposite the assassin leader.

"Not only do I know this, but I also know that your employer is a remnant of Sheng Moyu's henchmen, and they came to you before they were captured by me, just to hold the idea that they are gone, and they have to drag me to accompany / bury with Your Majesty, I said...... Yes and no? ”

The assassin leader ignored the dead men on the ground, stared at Mo Jiuhua and was silent for a while, and after a moment, he burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha......"

"It is worthy of being nine thousand years old, no wonder I can come to this day as a eunuch, this mental strength is really unmatched!"

"Destroyed the emperor and dropped the prince...... What a master! ”

Mo Jiuhua looked at him with a smile, "Your Thousand Yuan Hall is not simple, and if you can investigate these things, I also have to say admiration to you." ”

"Oh?" The assassin leader suddenly sneered, "Nine thousand years old looks up to our Thousand Yuan Hall so much, then we will definitely live up to your high esteem!" ”

Mo Jiuhua took his hand, and suddenly chuckled out in a good mood, "Hair care means that you are about to announce the past things I did to the public?" ”

The Assassin Leader stared smugly, "So? ”

"So ......"

Mo Jiuhua looked at him with his arms folded for a long time, "If it weren't for my expectations, everyone in the Thousand Yuan Hall except you should have gone to see Yan/Wang by this time." ”

The Assassin Leader was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he looked at her in disbelief, "Impossible!!" You are talking nonsense!! ”

Mo Jiuhua shrugged his shoulders and looked relaxed, "I don't talk nonsense, don't you know if you go underground to reunite with them." ”

As he spoke, Mo Jiuhua suddenly made a move.

The leader of the assassin was so distracted by her words that he was defenseless for a while, but he was slapped away by her palm, slid out of an arc along the ground, and fell a few meters away.

"Poof!!"

"Bang!"

Falling heavily to the ground, the assassin leader struggled to stand up as fast as he could, looking at Mo Jiuhua in front of him with ruthless eyes, clenching the sword in his hand, and rushing over.

Mo Jiuhua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to take the palm he rushed over.

However, his sword-holding hand suddenly stabbed to the side.

Although Rong Wuxin, who was defenseless, was not stabbed by the sword, he was rushed back two steps by the sword qi sent out by the sword's force, and then his foot slipped and fell towards the cliff behind him.

Mo Jiuhua's eyes were cold, and then he sprinted straight to the head of the guest with all his palm, and then his whole person was directly separated, completely cold!

Without any hesitation, Mo Jiuhua quickly jumped over, and after a few rolls in the air, he firmly hugged Rong Wuxin into his arms, and the two of them fell off the cliff together.

The wind blew across the cheeks of the two of them, bringing a painful feeling.

Mo Jiuhua frowned, simply held Rong Wuxin's waist with one hand, pressed his head into his arms with the other, tried to block the gale for him with his arms, and then said seriously in his ear: "Trust me, we will be fine." ”

Although the wind was very loud, she could block part of it, so Rong Wuxin naturally heard this sentence clearly.

He held Mo Jiuhua tightly, buried in her neck/neck face, where no one could see it, with a reassuring smile on his face.

Not......

Of course he believed Ah Jiu.

……

At this time, the main hall of the Imperial Palace.

Sheng Moyun sat on top with a dark face, and the ministers below who had not yet recovered their minds shook into quails one by one.

On either side of Sheng Moyun's side, there was a row of expressionless dark guards.