Chapter Twenty-Eight: Between Life and Death

The ice melted, and the state of the two people getting along naturally returned to the way it was before.

Mo Jingluan thought about it, at that time, he just wanted to stay and explore the root of the matter, and now that he knows, it is time to leave for Qianguo.

said that he moved, said goodbye to Emperor Xuanyuan, and took four henchmen and Xuanyuan Changfeng, who was determined to follow, and set foot on the road back to Qianguo.

I thought I would go to the sea and the forest like when I came, but the result was ...... With a trademark smile on his face, Xuanyuan Changfeng took them from the secret passage in the alley not far from the palace courtyard wall...... After walking for a few hours, I walked out and took a look, okay, this is over a sea?? After walking along the seashore for a while, he drilled a secret passage, and walked for a few more hours, and when he saw the light again, Mo Jingluan had already expected that he had come out through the two woods.

???

A few people almost died like this, it turns out that there is a secret passage underneath?

I XXX!

Xuanyuan deserves to be Xuanyuan, a good hand for pit people.

When he returned to the capital again and returned to Mofu, Mo Jingluan heard that Gongsun Xie had gone to Gusu.

Just the day before they returned, Qingmo and Xue Ying found Mofu and stuffed a letter to the janitor, naming Gongsun Xie to give it to him. When Gongsun Xie heard about chasing him out, the two of them had already walked out of the distance with their shoulders together.

After Gongsun Xie took the letter and read it, he asked his subordinates to prepare a fast horse, stuffed the letter into the butler's arms, rode away on the horse.

"This is it." The housekeeper took it out of his arms and handed it to Mo Jingluan.

took the letter in the butler's hand, looked at the last signature, and found that it was written to him by Shen Zhiye, but it was so thick...... How much is there to say......

After looking at it roughly, Shen Zhiye's letter said that there was a group of black-clothed people embroidered with a red dragon behind him who wanted him to assassinate Yan Zhanteng, and he would take action today.

A red dragon tattooed on the back? Isn't that the group of people you saw with Yan Lingxu that day!

Thinking of Gongsun Xiaotian's instructions to Gongsun Xie to protect the martial arts, he must have gone to save Yan Zhanteng.

After telling Xuanyuan Changfeng not to tell Yan Lingxu, Mo Jingluan went to Gusu alone.

Two fast horses were killed along the way, and Mo Jingluan sat on the ground and watched the third horse kicking its legs next to it and foaming at the foam. Seeing that he was about to arrive in Gusu, this third horse became like this...... happened to meet someone on the road driving a car to carry hay to Gusu, and Mo Jingluan gave a piece of silver to sit in the car.

Entering Gusu City, Mo Jingluan kept running to Yanfu.

Her heart was beating very fast at the moment, and she didn't seem to be so nervous in her memory.

I don't know the origin of the group of people in black, I don't know what kind of people will kill Yan Zhanteng, and I don't know what kind of situation Gongsun Xie is facing now.

The palms of his hands were sweaty, rubbing on his clothes, and he quickened his pace to Yanfu.

Unusually quiet.

It's only dinner time, and there is no sound in the Yan Mansion. Even the street in front of the door was empty.

Something is wrong, something is very wrong.

I pushed the door, but I couldn't open it. As soon as I jumped on the wall, it was pitch black, and the lights were not lit.

Through the moonlight, Mo Jingluan saw people in a place. Jumped down to probe the snorts of a few people, breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately just fainted.

Then they searched the whole house.

I didn't see Yan Zhanteng, let alone Gongsun Evil.

Mo Jingluan was a little flustered, just at this time, a little guy seemed to be a little sober, and his mouth unconsciously spit out "mountain cliff...... Cliff ......"

Cliff?

Mo Jingluan tapped his toes and ran in the direction of the cliff.

Before reaching the top of the mountain, I saw Yan Zhanteng lying motionless on the ground on a platform halfway up the mountain, and Gongsun Xie kneeling on one knee with a knife support, blood all over the ground and a sloppy ...... Old monk?

As if sensing her, Gongsun Xie turned his head with difficulty, and there was an indescribable meaning and shock in his eyes.

The old monk had a lewd smile on his face, and as Gongsun Xie looked at him, his eyes flashed, and he was full of evil spirits, with a hint of obscenity, "This little girl is so handsome." ”

"It's better to double cultivate with Lao Gao."

Ga? Flower Monk?

Looking up and down, Mo Jingluan looked disgusted, "Unless I'm blind." ”

The old monk's face immediately changed, he shook his hand, his sleeves crossed, and a light that could be seen by the naked eye hit Mo Jingluan, "Huangkou Xiaoer, you speak so ugly." ”

That light was transformed by true qi, silent but extremely fast. Mo Jingluan drew his soft sword to resist, and forced the anger to take a few steps back, and the soles of his shoes rubbed a series of sparks on the ground, until they hit the mountain wall behind them.

"Hah! - "Gongsun Xie touched the mixture of blood and sweat on his face at this time, and took advantage of the monk's attention not to be on his side, holding a knife in both hands and slashing straight at the old monk's head.

The shadow of the blade, which was indistinguishable to the eye, flickered like an enraged beast spreading its arms and pounced on its prey.

It seems to be weak and boneless, but in fact it is as strong as iron, and I don't know when my two fingers are firmly gripping Gongsun Xie's knife. With a slight twist, the figure of Gongsun Evil, who was holding the knife at this end, moved in the direction that the old monk twisted. Immediately with a gentle push, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were choking his throat, and Gongsun Xie spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and fell to one side.

Mo Jingluan's eyes were red when she saw this scene, and the smiling face of the old monk in front of her hurt her eyes, she laughed, laughing loudly.

A fragrant wind approached the monk's door.

Mo Jingluan's figure is like a light blue jade belt, seemingly weak, but in fact with a silent killing. Gale winds whipped up the turf and rocks on the ground, sending out whirlpools of whirlpools.

Her momentum was devastating, and with a flash of sword light, the monk was shocked to realize that Mo Jingluan had arrived in front of him.

The soft sword shook, a burst of starlight shone, and with a 'bang', the robe on his body suddenly fell apart. Mo Jingluan's laughter did not stop, and he did not hesitate to turn around and run behind him.

A palm that had gathered his life's true qi touched the monk's back heart, and reached into the front chest from the back of the heart. The hand passed through the monk's body and grasped a bright red, still beating heart.

In his disbelief, he clenched tightly, and ...... 'boom' tightly, it was torn apart, blood shot out from his chest, and the monk's eyes were full of disbelief, and he collapsed with a bang.

She turned around, and Gongsun Xie, who had struggled to get up with the help of a big knife, looked at Mo Jingluan who stood proudly under the canopy.

The clouds open and the fog disperses, and this life is complete.