Yu Chijing was invincible in the end, he didn't block it, he fell in front of Mo Changhuan with bruises all over his body, and his mouth was still saying: "Ah Huan go quickly." ”

Just like the night Concubine Rong died, Mo Changhuan hid under the bed and watched her lose her breath.

"What are you doing so desperately? It's not the same to die for. The men in black looked at each other and smiled, looking at Yu Chijing who fainted on the ground, but ignored Mo Changhuan on the side.

Mo Changhuan lowered her head so that people couldn't see her expression, she picked up the long sword on the ground, slashed across the ground, and made a loud sound: "Do you want to die the same?" I'm afraid it's you who will die. ”

Mo Changhuan raised his head, his red eyes flashed with a gaze like Yama, cold and fierce. She walked briskly to the side of the few men in black in front of her, and in a few waves, she took their lives.

The man in black in the lead was dumbfounded: "How is it possible, the above said that you are a ......"

"I'm a fool, but I'm a fool who has revenge, and some people thought so before, you can see her in a while," Mo Changhuan seemed to be telling something that had nothing to do with her, his face was indifferent and expressionless, and the man in black couldn't help but tremble.

However, the man in black who led the way was also a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, so naturally he would not be frightened by Mo Changhuan's words, and he once again assumed an offensive posture: "Even if you are not a fool, we will take your head." ”

The man in black rushed to Mo Changhuan's side, but his legs seemed to be unconscious, and he couldn't use his strength.

Mo Changhuan walked slowly to his side, took out a long sword and gestured at his neck: "What?" Can't move? ”

The man in black looked at Mo Changhuan in panic and yelled, "What did you do to me?" ”

Mo Changhuan walked to the side of the man in black, sneered and glanced at him: "I forgot to tell you, just now, when you were talking to me, I sprinkled soft tendons, and today, I have taken your life." ”

After that, Mo Changhuan neatly cut off the head of the black-clothed leader, and bright red blood splashed on her face, like a Shura who came out of hell, she sneered at the remaining black-clothed people: "Originally, you could live well, but if you want to blame, you can only blame you for following the wrong master." ”

The sword in his hand fell in one go, from beginning to end, the expression on Mo Changhuan's face did not change at all.

I don't know when killing people has been very casual for her, but every time she kills someone, she always thinks of her mother's previous advice: "Ah Huan, don't kill, don't use your martial arts." ”

She didn't want to, but she didn't have a choice, if she didn't kill people, others would come to kill her, in the palace where the weak eat the strong, she could only strike first.

Mo Changhuan dragged his tired body, hurriedly walked to Yu Chijing's side, tested his breathing, and struggled to help him to the horse, Mo Changhuan looked nearby, remembering that he seemed to have passed through a cave when he came just now.

With his memory, Mo Changhuan pulled the horse and walked forward.

The edge of the cliff ushered in an unprecedented tranquility, a gust of wind blew, and a figure flashed, as if dazzling, and then the corpses on the ground gradually dried up, turned into blood, wet the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

In a deserted courtyard, in a dark and lightless room, Jun Moran stood in front of the window with an expressionless face, raised his hand to run the fine hair of his sideburns, looked at the person kneeling on one knee in front of him, and said coldly: "What did you find?" ”

Xuanyin didn't respond, but said what he saw and heard at the cliff today: "Master, the county lord of Changhuan is pretending to be stupid. ”

Jun Moran hooked the corners of his lips and chuckled: "It's really funny to be able to hide in the palace for so many years and still fool me." ”

Halfway through, Jun Moran glanced at Xuanyin, who lowered his head, and said, "How did those black-clothed people check?" ”

Xuanyin stood in place and did not respond, Jun Moran glanced at it coldly, Xuanyin was excited, she hesitated again and again and reported one by one: "Master, the identities of those people are really impossible to find, and there is no living mouth, and the subordinates really can't find it, and I hope that the master will forgive him." ”

After speaking, Jun Moran furrowed his brows, and it only took a moment to relax.

"It's been a long time since I've been to Ice and Fire Island, and all the kung fu on my body has been wasted, and I can't even find out how many people there are, what use do I want you to have?"

Jun Moran's voice was as light as flowing water, not impatient or impatient, and his flat tone seemed to be telling an ordinary thing, but it was not the same thing in Xuanyin's ears.

The Ice and Fire Island itself is a purgatory on earth, and many die-hard people who have not yet joined the religion must go to the Ice and Fire Island to pass the test, where it is like the name makes people like ice and fire, life is better than death, all those who have withstood the test are people who have died once, so when it comes to the Ice and Fire Island, everyone will hear it.

Xuanyin's face turned pale, knelt down on one knee, and said humbly: "Please give your subordinates another chance, and your subordinates will definitely do their best to find out their identities." ”

Jun Moran snorted coldly, and looked at Xuanyin condescendingly: "Since you say so, I will give you this chance, if you fail again this time, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

"Yes."

"Let's go down."

Jun Moran watched Xuanyin leave, his brows furrowed, he coughed twice, and immediately held on to the table on the side, and dense beads of sweat immediately oozed from the corners of his forehead, he gritted his teeth, raised his head to look at the portrait hanging on the wall, and called softly, "Aqing." ”

This woman like water, this woman who will be coquettish in his arms, bold and surprisingly bold, this woman who is too similar to Mo Changhuan.

In the cave, Mo Changhuan hugged Yu Chijing tightly and shrank in the corner, sneezing, the echoes in the cave seemed to bring a cool air, Mo Changhuan sighed hot, and warmed his hands for Yu Chijing.

Yu Chijing's serious injury was in the back, but Mo Changhuan did not bring medicine to treat the wound, and there were no medicinal materials to pick around, so she could only tear her coat into strips of cloth to stop the bleeding for Yu Chijing, but the wind was gusting in the cave, and she had nothing to keep warm, so she could only snuggle up to each other with Yu Chijing and rely on her body to keep warm.

But Wei Chijing's situation is not optimistic, all the wounds on his body have been cracked, especially the wounds on his back are bleeding, and the strips of cloth have been changed one after another.

Mo Changhuan regretted a little, regretted that she didn't make a move earlier, if she did it again, she would definitely not just hide her own affairs.

But now she really has nothing to do, she can only hug Yu Chijing tightly and wait for the queen to rescue her.

Mo Changhuan had no way to take the seriously injured Yu Chijing back with a bump, so she had to put Commander Yu's horse back, she knew that the loss of a horse in the stable would definitely attract attention, not to mention that Commander Yu was such a precious horse, if someone found out that Yu Chijing was missing, they would definitely follow the horse's footprints to find it.

And now, she can only wait, waiting for Yu Chijing to wake up, or waiting for the people in the palace.

Mo Changhuan stroked the slightly messy hair on the side of Yu Chijing's face: "Brother Huang, you will be fine, you will definitely be fine." ”

I don't know if this was said to Yu Chijing, or to comfort herself, Mo Changhuan leaned against Yu Chijing and looked at the top of the cave, listened to the breath in his ears, and calmed down.

"Ah Huan, Ah Huan."

Suddenly, Yu Chijing opened his mouth slightly, and called in a low voice, Mo Changhuan looked at him nervously: "Brother Huang, I'm here, what's wrong?" What is wrong with you? ”

Mo Changhuan put his ear close to Yu Chijing's ear, trying to hear what he said clearly, and after listening for a long time, he could only hear one sentence clearly:

"Ah Huan, let's go."

"Ah Huan, let's go."

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