"That's your opinion!" Mo Xiucheng's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered: "In order to bring disaster to my Xu Dynasty, he is so alarmist, and the methods of the third prince are nothing more than that." ”

"Is it alarmist? If you don't believe it, do you want to try it? Mo Yan hooked his lips and suddenly burst out: "Take Ah Ling as an example, does the general think that if I want her to die, will she live?" ”

It's like the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.

If he wants Ah Ling's life, she ...... I don't hesitate to die.

Even if that person loved him so much that he was not afraid of everything, even ordinary people would be afraid when they saw Mo Xiucheng, but for the sake of Mo Yan, she rushed to Mo Xiucheng without hesitation and beat him.

If he wants Ah Ling's life, will she be able to live?

He, will he let Ah Ling die?

Looking at the blue-eyed young man with blood on the corners of his lips in front of him, who looked like a woman, he was different from his beautiful appearance, but the words he said were so terrifying.

Thinking back to the worried appearance of the girl who pounced on Mo Yan without hesitation, and then thinking about the way she rushed up angrily to blame herself, and in the courtyard, after the girl knelt down towards her without hesitation, she ran to the back of the young man with such a bright smile.

She liked him so much, but he could decide her life and death casually without blinking.

Mo Xiucheng stared at the smiling young man in front of him, his eyes sank, and he raised his leg directly.

Bang!

With a kick, the boy vomited blood again and fell down.

Before he fell unconscious, he still had a smile on his face, laughing so rampantly, so proudly, and so sickly.

Look at Mo Xiucheng.

It's okay to know that his plan fails, because what he wants, it will happen, it will happen!

……

When the doctor arrived, he saw the general covering his waist and abdomen expressionlessly, his eyes closed, and his handsome face, which could not be concealed, with a painful expression.

The doctor's eyes were a little black with fright.

Finished!

Finished!

The general, who is usually the least afraid of pain, and did not frown when he cut his bones and extract poison at the beginning, now shows so much pain on his face, so how serious is this injury!

Is it too late to rush over by yourself?

Can you still save the general!

It's over, it's over!

As a result, when the doctor took a look, his face softened, and then turned white again.

The injury wasn't that serious, but it was still serious! The only difference is that it doesn't hurt your life!

But......

After treating the wound, the general was still in a coma for a long time and never woke up.

……

"Your Majesty!"

The news was reported to Xu Yi, and when it reached the palace, the guards shouted urgently, and their faces turned pale.

"Envoy of Qi Long, the third prince of Mo Yan actually assassinated the general!"

"Oh?" The young man was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows, not surprised, thinking that this was indeed the case, he calmly took the grapes on the table next to him, and prepared to throw them into his mouth: "So what?" Is little Mo Yan still alive? ”

"The third prince has been imprisoned! But the general ...... General, he ......" The guard's face turned pale, and he opened his lips: "Seriously injured and unconscious, I haven't woken up yet." ”

Smack-

The grapes slammed into her lips and fell to the ground, rolling twice.

The boy raised his eyes suddenly, stood up from the collapse, and blurted out: "What did you say! ”

"The general was stabbed and has not woken up from a coma!"

Is Mo Xiucheng crazy?

He took Mo Yan away, and it was impossible for him to really lose his mind by beauty! It is clear that the plan is deliberately calculated, and it is not easy to guess Mo Yan!

How could it be possible to still be stabbed?

Could it be—

The boy angrily and worriedly slammed his back molars.

Fuck.

He was really bewitched by the girl who looked like Lin Qiu'er???

*

In a drowsy state, Mo Xiucheng fell into a coma.

In the dream, many voices haunted him, and the appearance of Mo Yan talking always existed in his mind.