Zhang Mingyang walked up quickly, "Joe... Master Nan, are you alright? He had always been very respectful to her, and just now, he almost called her by her name.

Nan Qiao didn't take his little caution to heart, and shook his head, "It's okay, what's going on over there?" ”

Zhang Mingyang told the general situation, Nan Qiao listened calmly, and after a while, she glanced at Xi Lao and the others who were following closely behind her, and said to Zhang Mingyang,

"Everything, according to plan!"

Just when Zhang Mingyang rode on the horse, Xi Lao originally wanted to take the person down, but when he saw the bright knife in Nan Qiao's hand sticking to Mrs. Huayang's delicate neck, he didn't dare to move at all.

Mrs. Huayang was in the hands of Nan Qiao, and Xi Lao and the others could only watch Zhang Mingyang ride away.

"If you don't want her to have an accident, be honest with me!" Nan Qiao withdrew her threatening gaze and grabbed Mrs. Huayang's shoulder again and walked forward.

Mrs. Huayang was temporarily controlled by her, and she could only swallow her anger in order to save her life.

Nan Qiao had heard of her skills before, but she didn't expect that she could control people with just one look, which was really unbelievable beyond her imagination.

When Nan Qiao arrived, the two sides were already fighting, looking at this posture, the two sides were bound to fight to the death before they stopped.

When she saw Cen Xi in the vast sea of people, the soft sword in Cen Xi's hand had already pierced a person, but the sword in that person's hand could not be pierced on Cen Xi's body.

Nan Qiao knew that Cen Xi was wearing gold silk soft armor, which ordinary weapons could not pierce.

The man who had been stabbed was facing away from her, and although she couldn't see the whole picture, she instinctively trembled in her heart.

How could that familiar back look so much like Mu Baizhuo?

"Stop!" She yelled, "Everyone, stop!" ”

At first, everyone was red-eyed and no one stopped, as Cen Xi's gaze gradually looked towards this side, "Qiaoqiao? ”

Seeing that it was Nan Qiao and Mrs. Huayang, he ordered people to stop, and on Yu Wenmo's side, Nan Musheng saw that Nan Qiao was alive and well, so he also asked Yu Wenmo to order the two sides to stop temporarily.

Nan Qiao escorted Mrs. Huayang to walk over from a bloody path that everyone got out of the way, and when he saw that the person in front of Cen Xi was Mu Baizhuo, Mu Baizhuo was already dying on one knee and knelt on the ground, his chest was obviously sticky. Thick blood.

"Xiaobai!"

Her eyes widened and she looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. The knife on Mrs. Huayang's shoulder slid to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound, she squatted down and stretched out her hand to help the person on the ground, and shouted anxiously,

"Xiaobai, how are you, Xiaobai?"

She didn't believe that Xiaobai died so easily, but he was bleeding nonstop, his face was pale, his breath was obviously weakened, and it seemed that he would fall asleep forever in front of her at any time if he was not careful.

She suddenly realized that Xiaobai would leave her at any time, and when she thought of this, she had a terrible headache, like a pinprick that suffocated her, if she could have been earlier, Xiaobai would not have been like this earlier.

"Joel!" Mu Baizhuo looked at her in front of him weakly, wanting to reach out to touch her face, but at the last moment he took back the bloody hand, "I'm really useless, I can't avenge the revenge between my father and Concubine Yan, promise me to protect yourself well." ”

Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and she reached out to hug him in her arms, crying and comforting,

"Don't say it, you're going to get better, you're going to be!"

He reached out and took out the string of ghost-faced Bodhi from his arms, and his weak voice was accompanied by a low panting, "Qiao'er, get out of here, you must leave here, I can't in the future... I can't protect you anymore, this is the last thing I can do for you..."

Before she could pick up the ghost-faced Bodhi he handed over again, she saw his eyes open, his pupils suddenly shrank, and in the next second, Mu Baizhuo pushed Nan Qiao hard, and the whole person blocked in front of her, and raised her head to catch the knife that was originally going to be stabbed in Nan Qiao's back.

The knife pierced through his chest and passed through his back, the tip of the knife dripping with blood magnified in Nan Qiao's eyes, Mu Baizhuo blocked the knife stabbed by Mrs. Huayang for her, she breathed a little, and then her whole body trembled unconsciously, and her face became pale.

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai! You will definitely get better, as long as you get better, I promise you everything! She shouted his name.

She hugged him in her arms in pain, only to see Mu Baizhuo's lips move slightly, as if to say something to her, and when she was about to listen closer, he had closed his eyes and was out of breath.

Nan Qiao never knew what Mu Baizhuo said in the end, she thought it was to let him leave, only Mu Baizhuo himself knew, he said three words.

With teary eyes and hazy eyes, she watched that the body temperature of the person in her arms was getting cold little by little, and the spiritual defense line that Nan Qiao had built up with great difficulty completely collapsed, she never thought that Mu Baizhuo would die, and she would die in front of her.

Now, he shouldn't even be able to go back to modern times, and he has completely become a lonely soul in another world.

Blame her, blame her, if you could have come earlier, if you could have persuaded him to leave first, if you could have promised him to go back together, maybe all this would not have happened.

She fell on top of him and cried out his name in grief, and no matter how much she cried, he didn't respond to her.

Mrs. Huayang was unwilling, seeing that the knife failed to kill Nan Qiao, but when she made a move, she was stopped by Cen Xi, "Auntie, why did you want to attack Qiao Qiao?" ”

"Ba'er, don't stop me, this woman must die!" Mrs. Huayang was hard-hearted.

Even if Cen Xi saw her sad and sad for another person, he was reluctant to really kill her, he held Mrs. Huayang's wrist,

"Auntie, she is my woman, I will not allow anyone to touch her, including you!" He said this with a cold look in his eyes.

If it weren't for Mu Baizhuo's timely block just now, the knife in Mrs. Huayang's hand would have stabbed her, and even he was caught off guard by this, he didn't expect Mrs. Huayang to do this.

"Ba'er, do you know what you're talking about?" Mrs. Huayang frowned, "This woman is a scourge, she took advantage of your absence, she actually took me and threatened you, if you hadn't killed that man just now, she wouldn't know what she would do to you?" ”

"Auntie!" Cen Xi frowned, "I know this matter in my heart, you don't have to say it again!" ”

Mrs. Huayang gritted her teeth and threw the knife, "For a woman who doesn't love you, did you turn your face with me regardless of my nurturing grace?" ”

Cen Xi said expressionlessly, "Qiao Qiao will disappear inexplicably...", he moved his eyes to Xi Lao quietly, but found that Xi Lao's head was very low, "Xi Lao, I really didn't expect that you would betray me!" ”

Thinking of the things he asked Xi Lao to check before, and then looking at the current scene, Cen Xi can also think of being deceived before, and who else can deceive him, except for Mrs. Huayang and Xi Lao?

Both of these people were the people who accompanied him since childhood, and they were also the people he trusted the most.

Mrs. Huayang interjected, "Ba'er, Xilao was instructed by me, and he is also for your good, you don't have to blame him." This woman is not worthy of you, and it is her blessing to be able to achieve your great cause! ”

Cen Xi looked at the figure who was squatting on the ground and crying all the time, and felt a trace of chagrin in his heart,

"Jojo, stop crying!" His tone was a little stiff, crying in front of him about other men, and his patience was limited.

Nan Musheng, who was on the other side, clenched his fists when he saw this scene, and shouted to Cen Xi, "Traitor! Let my sister go! Otherwise, the main hall will not let you go! ”

Cen Xi's eyes rose slightly, and he said with a momentum, "What does the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty plan to do with me?" ”

This sentence is a naked provocation.

Yu Wenmo on the side grabbed Nan Musheng, who was about to lose his mind, and said in a low voice, "Ah Sheng, don't be impulsive, our people are here!" ”

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Look, on the city wall! ”

Following everyone's gaze, countless archers appeared densely on the city tower not far away, and even on the beams of the house, there were countless sharp human heads.

Countless messy footsteps seemed to be approaching this side, blocking the water around the palace in all directions, and in the long palace alley, a pitch-black dragon was formed, which was surging like the center of the palace.

Cen Xi's people began to panic, they never expected Yu Wenmo to have a backhand.

Cen Xi frowned slightly, almost all the soldiers and horses in Chang'an City were already in his hands, who still had the right to mobilize so many people.

There are no less than tens of thousands of people who come to listen to the voice, the momentum is mighty, and the danger is extreme!

Looking at the black armor on the castle tower, I only felt very familiar for a while, but unfortunately the distance was too far and I couldn't see it really.

"Everyone's on alert!" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Cen Xi ordered, "Before their people are assembled, whoever kills the emperor will have a reward of 10,000 taels for this king!" ”

"Kill!" As soon as those people shouted out, they rushed to the front row of Yu Wenmo and before they could get close, they were directly shot by the archers on the eaves behind Yu Wenmo.

Seeing this, Nan Musheng's hanging heart never calmed down, and he was even more worried about Nan Qiao's safety, for fear that those arrows that didn't have long eyes would hit Nan Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, get out of the way!" He shouted at the back of the crowd.

If it weren't for Yuwen Mo pulling him alive and not letting go, Nan Musheng would have rushed out at this moment.

"Mo, you're going to hurt Qiaoqiao by mistake like this!"

Yu Wenmo's eyes were firm, and he comforted, "He won't be willing to hurt your sister, these archers are well-trained and won't hurt her!" ”

Nan Musheng didn't listen to what he said at all, "How could it not, the sword has no eyes, in case you accidentally hurt Qiao Qiao..."

At the same time as Nan Musheng spoke, a person flew down from the city wall, and this person was none other than Hongling, who had disappeared for most of the year.

Hongling is still dressed in red, and her target is none other than Nan Qiao in the rain of arrows.

The weapon in her hand took advantage of the situation to shoot down the arrows around her, and as soon as it landed next to Nan Qiao, Cen Xi intervened to stop her from approaching.