Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Virtuous King Mu Jinxuan
But if it's someone else's exclusive medicinal liquid spring water, or someone else brings it to heal their own wounds, it will be embarrassing!
Forget it, if you grab it anyway, you will grab it!
That man is not easy to see, and there may not be a chance to meet in the future!
Besides, it's really encountered, it's a big deal that he's in trouble, help him yourself!
Thinking like this, Liluo suddenly felt at ease, and hurriedly ran upward, she was already out of trouble, I don't know what happened to the other three people of the Lin family now, she had to hurry over.
The Jiang family did not find her, and they would definitely look for the three of them.
"Bang bang—bang—"
Suddenly, there was a sound of the handover of blades in his ears, and his eyes darkened, and he took a breath on his tiptoes and landed on a big tree.
"When death is on the verge of death, if you don't capture it without your hands, I may leave you a whole corpse."
I saw an old man in gray who took the lead, raising a long sword stained with blood in his hand, and pointed it at the young man in white not far away.
"Young master, you go quickly."
There were only two guards left by the young man in white, tightly blocking his master's side, hoping to win a glimmer of life for his master with the determination to die.
"...... go? Wherever you go, this is where you are buried today. ”
As soon as the words fell, a group of gray-clothed people surrounded the master and servant of the white-clothed young man, the cold light flashed, they fought together, they were outnumbered, the three white-clothed young men were defeated and retreated, the sharp sword blades cut through the clothes of the three, and the exposed skin was covered with fine wounds, and blood flowed everywhere.
At the last moment, the young man in white used the mysterious power around him, and a dazzling white light receded, and several corpses with tragic deaths were lying around.
Sensing the danger, the three elders quickly retreated against the wind, still affected by the huge pressure, spitting out thick blood.
"I really underestimated him, and he actually used forbidden arts."
"Big brother, he's at the end of his crossbow."
A slightly shorter elder next to the gray-clothed old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the white-clothed master and servant with a cold look.
"Yingnian and Legacy, you should go back to Kyoto quickly, inform the queen mother of the matter, and let him be careful."
The man in white stood up with difficulty, supporting himself with the last of his strength, and looked coldly at the killer who was walking towards him.
"My Mu Jinxuan's life, if you have the ability, you will take it."
Mu Jinxuan......
A vague shadow flashed in Liluo's mind in an instant, it was him, the third prince descended from the lord of Xiyue Kingdom, and the virtuous king in the mouth of his subjects.
Mu Jinxuan's status is noble, he knows people, and his strength is also outstanding, he became a congenital powerhouse at a young age, I don't know if he is jealous of talent or something else, Mu Jinxuan has been born with a strange disease, and has been suppressed by pills.
For this reason, the lord of the country gave him the title of king and land early, and he was a strong contender for the next successor of Xiyue.
Now, for some reason, he appeared here, and ended up like this, and he has been watching it coldly.
Mu Jinxuan's pale and weak face was stained with blood, and he looked coldly at the approaching gray-clothed old man, his thin back straightened a little, and he stood up to the sky even if he died.
A few meters away from Mu Jinxuan, the gray-clothed old man lifted the sword in his hand and suddenly accelerated to stab at him, the sharp blade pointed directly at Mu Jinxuan's heart, wanting to kill him with one blow.
"Whew!"
A bloodied woman suddenly appeared in front of Mu Jinxuan, holding a dagger in her hand and slashing downward, directly cutting off the long sword of the gray-clothed old man.
"Who are you? The old man advises you not to meddle in your affairs. ”
Sen Han's bloodthirsty breath spread out from the gray-clothed old man's body, looking at the long sword that was cut off in his hand, his heart was horrified, this person was not simple, looking at the dagger in his hand, there was a trace of greed in his cold eyes.