Yun Mo found that there was a force running around in her body, impacting her internal organs, coupled with the backlash just now, she urgently needed to meditate and breathe, but Liu Ming and his gang obviously wanted to kill people, and the key evidence of the matter was still on the seriously injured old man, and they must not be allowed to succeed.

Liu Ming smiled gloomily and said to Yun Mo, "If you hand over that old man, I may be able to reward you with a whole corpse, but I can't guarantee whether Madam will divide your five horses, hahahahaha!"

Yun Mo sneered, and said quietly, "The one you rely on has already left, and I will still have a lot of witchcraft, so that you can't survive or die, do you want to try it?"

In fact, her current aura was becoming more and more disordered, and the strange turbulence was about to crush her internal organs, Yun Mosheng suppressed the fishy sweetness that spread in her mouth, making Liu Ming think that she was still intact.

Liu Ming was frightened when he heard this, the feeling of being sucked dry was too terrifying, but he thought in his heart: Can't so many people still consume her, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl, how high can her cultivation be? As we all know, although the ability of a sorcerer is strong, his own combat power and physical strength are all dragging.

Thinking of this, he regained his composure and said to Yun Mo, "It seems that you are toasting and not eating and drinking, give it to me!" But he retreated to what he considered to be a "safe position".

Yun Mo knew that this battle was inevitable, so he simply used up all his last strength. She protected the old man, took her heart as a curse, and launched the withering, and in an instant, all the lives within a radius of ten miles disappeared into the world, and Liu Ming's face even retained the previous arrogance, and he was deprived of the right to live by the magic before he could react at all.

Yun Mo's purple pupils overflowed with blood, and even his left eye faintly showed signs of turning purple, but it was fleeting. Her consciousness faded into confusion, and she could only vaguely hear her name being called.

Meng Yi saw this scene as soon as she rushed over, she didn't know what happened to Yun Mo to be so embarrassed.

She teleported to Yun Mo's side and hugged her, holding her face, crying silently.

Liu Quan had Wu Yi and her men detained, and quickly led people to the exit of the dungeon, but the Jin family was nowhere to be seen. He looked at Meng Yi's collapse and was very uncomfortable, it was rare for Miss to have a female friend who treated her sincerely, but she was involved in such a thing. Others didn't know, thinking that this woman covered in marks was the young general's sweetheart, and they couldn't help but sigh.

Meng Yi regrets it now, she shouldn't have let Yun Mo take this risk, she really cherishes Yun Mo as a friend. Liu Quan saw a stack of papers held by Yun Mo, as well as the old man on the side, and reminded Meng Yi loudly.

Meng also saw this, and his heart ached. Suddenly, Jin Ru rushed out of nowhere, brandishing a dagger and stabbing at Yun Mo. Meng Yi directly broke her neck with a single claw, and she was now back to the ruthless and bloodthirsty general on the battlefield, making the enemy fearful.

Meng Yi picked up Yun Mo and said to Liu Quan, "Go and prepare a carriage for me, I want to go back to Beijing to find Mu Cong'an, everything here is handed over to you, all those related to this matter, according to the holy order, there will be no forgiveness!"

Although Liu Quan wanted to say that it was inappropriate to return to Beijing privately, he understood that Meng Ye would not pay attention to it, so he simply agreed.

In the Prince's Mansion, a man dressed in white was sitting in the cold courtyard drinking tea, his eyes were like stars, there was a vast sea hidden in his eyes, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of ice mist, his good-looking sword eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at the urgent secret letter in his hand, pondering something. The breeze blew through his shirt and the pear blossoms that covered the trees.