In the middle of the night, a cold wind blew.

The cold wind rustled the trees in the mass grave, giving people a strange feeling to listen to for no reason.

In the mass grave, those masked men in black saw that Yan Ziwen's face and lips had turned white because of excessive blood loss, and the leader of these black-clothed men smiled gloomily, and as soon as his hand was raised, several of his subordinates stepped forward to carry Yan Ziwen.

"Ninth Princess, okay, let's let us give you one last ride." The black-clad leader said with a smile.

Yan Ziwen, who was tormented by the injuries on her body, really felt that she was in a bag.

She was also an agent before she crossed over, but after she crossed over, she couldn't do anything with a fat body, and now she has become someone else's fish.

She is like this, and even she spits on herself.

She was thinking about things when her body suddenly became unbalanced, and she was actually thrown out of mid-air into a hole that had just been dug.

She secretly cried out in her heart, and when she looked up, a bowl of loess had been sprinkled from the top of her head.

Then, there is the second bowl and the third bowl of loess...... It didn't take long for most of her body to be covered by the loess, revealing only one head.

And only then did the black-clad leader stop his men.

"Ninth Princess, there are often wild dogs or beasts in this mass grave. These ferocious beasts are often hungry for days. We'll bury you here, and those beasts will smell you, and it won't be long before they come looking for you. When the time comes...... They're sure to treat you! ”

Yan Ziwen didn't have much strength left. She frowned slightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Go back and tell your seventh princess...... The first thing I'm going to her......"

The black-clothed leader laughed disdainfully, "Ninth Princess, you are dying and you can't see the situation clearly." The entire Mingchu people know that the Seventh Princess is the darling of God. And you, the ugly and fat Ninth Princess, exist entirely to foil her.

It's ugly. A stunning beauty like the Seventh Princess, she is dead, and she has to be taken care of when she goes to the underworld Yama King. And you, the ninth princess, hehe...... When you become a ghost, black and white impermanence sees you so ugly, and it will definitely send you to the eighteenth layer of hell in the first place. ”

Yan Ziwen wanted to explode again, but there was a sharp pain all over her body. She was dizzy from pain, and it became a little difficult for her whole person to speak.

The black-clothed leader thought that what he said had shocked Yan Ziwei, but he smiled proudly, and got up and wanted to take his brothers back to Baili Ziwei to give his life.

"Rustle!"

In the darkness, the sound of the wind blowing through the trees seemed to get louder.

"Rustle!"

The branches of the nearest tree, the branches of which suddenly shook violently, making strange noises.

The masked black-clothed people had just noticed the abnormality, and in the dark night sky, a handsome white shadow had already appeared in front of them.

At night, the dim candlelight was blown by the wind, and Mu Heng's face, which was even more terrifying than that of King Yama, continued to expand in the pupils of so many black-clothed people.

"Nine, nine thousand years old......"

In the darkness, I don't know who shuddered and shouted softly.

The person who should have appeared in Ruyue Temple actually appeared in front of them......

There was a dead silence in the field for a while.

Yan Ziwen also saw Mu Heng falling from the sky, and the moment she saw him, her eyes lit up, and her emotions suddenly became excited, "Nine thousand years old!" ”

She shouted loudly, Mu Heng at this time may be more radiant than the immortals in the Nine Heavens in her eyes.

By the candlelight, Mu Heng looked at Yan Ziwen. In the night, she was buried in the ground, with blood on her face and sand on her face.

The sticky blood mixed with the sand stuck to her chubby face, lining the already unsightly face even more terrifying.

But she was looking at him with her sparkling dark eyes.

There was excitement and gratitude in his eyes, and a little guilt.

Mu Heng smiled, and suddenly felt that in this situation, even if he covered her face and her body, and only looked at her eyes, he could still recognize her.

After all, her eyes were shining, dark, and too catchy.

"Brothers, since the nine thousand years old have already come to the door, if we don't kill him, we will be the only ones who will die!" The black-clothed leader threw down these words, and was the first to take the lead in attacking Mu Heng.

And the other black-clothed people also attacked Mu Heng one after another.

At night, Mu Heng was besieged by more than a dozen people. At the center of the whirlpool, he swam back and forth in mid-air as swift as a snake. After a few moves, Mu Heng slapped the black-clothed leader with a palm after the Heavenly Maiden scattered the flowers, and the black-clothed leader was knocked away, and after spitting out a mouthful of red blood, he fell to the ground and did not struggle anymore.

And Mu Heng had just solved the black-clothed leader here, and a group of brocade-clothed guards wearing flying fish costumes also appeared in front of Yan Ziwen at night. With these brocade guards here, naturally there is no need for Mu Heng to deal with those black-clothed people.

Mu Heng walked up to Yan Ziwen and asked lightly, "How are you?" ”

"I can't die yet!" Swallow pursed her lips and said weakly.

Mu Heng squinted her eyes and observed her quietly, looking at her as if she was seriously injured, but after seeing him, she didn't cry and make trouble like ordinary ladies who were a little injured.

This ninth princess, in fact, has a lot of advantages. It's a pity that her strengths are covered up by her figure and her face.

Ordered someone to dig out Yan Ziwen, who was buried in the ground.

By candlelight, he surveyed her whole body, only to find that her injuries were much worse than he had imagined.

But she still pursed her lips and didn't cry out in pain.

"Ninth Princess, you are quite brave." He laughed, praising a woman for the first time.

Yan Ziwen raised her bright eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled bitterly with an extremely ugly wry, "Nine thousand years old, did you say that I did something hurtful in my last life, or I would have met Bailizi Weiqi." ”

Mu Heng smiled, and suddenly remembered what Qingfeng Dao Master had said before he was going to marry the Ninth Princess.

The woman who married him must have done a great evil in her previous life.

Now it seems that the Nine Princesses ...... is really a sad and unlucky baby, otherwise her life would be full of "wonderful" and "superb".

mentioned Baili Ziwei, Yan Ziwen secretly swore that when she went back, she would definitely not let Baili Ziwei, the little white lotus, have a good life.

Yan Ziwen wanted to open her mouth and ask Mu Heng to send someone to carry her back, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Mu Heng's back, and the black-clothed leader who was beaten away by Mu Heng before didn't know when he got up from the ground tremblingly, holding a dagger with a flickering cold light, and stabbed in the direction of Mu Heng with all his might.

"Be careful!" Yan Ziwen barely thought about it, shouted, and suddenly pushed Mu Heng away with a force, instinctively. And she herself had already met the dagger that stabbed at Mu Heng......

In the sky, a crow flew above their heads with a "quack" call.