"Don't move!" Scod glared at Mowen in horror, the flames had already surrounded him in the middle, jumping to form a protective net of flames.

Noticing that the gun had been raised in Si Ke's hand, Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and flashed forward, directly ignoring the flames and holding Si Ke's muzzle.

The sleeves hissed as they burned, and even the flesh that carried him appeared charred and dark. As if he didn't feel the pain at all, Mo Wen expressionlessly crushed the gun in Sisco's hand, and reflexively stabbed him in the abdomen with a dagger.

With the sound of flesh and blood breaking, the flames around Si Ke suddenly extinguished, and he fell to his knees weakly, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and the whole person curled up together because of pain.

At this moment, Zhang Limin, who was already crazy, pounced down and attacked Mo Wen, but unfortunately Mo Wen didn't want to deal with him at all now, grabbed his shoulders with his backhand, and wrung off his arms without hesitation.

The thick and sturdy arm was twisted into a twist, hanging weakly on Zhang Limin's side, and he screamed miserably, almost fainting.

"I've already said it, you wait a while."

Condescendingly stepped over Zhang Limin's body, and Mo Wen looked around like a fierce beast, continuing to deal with the other guards.

By this time, most of the other guards had been frightened in place, and they sat down on the ground as soon as their legs went limp. Some of them reacted, but unfortunately they were cut by a dagger before they could raise their guns or use their abilities.

As long as it wasn't an accident, he was used to taking people's lives outright.

In the blink of an eye, Morwen had eliminated all the guards present, and he stood between the corpses covered in blood, like a grim reaper walking out of hell, cold and lifeless.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the howling cold wind, Zhang Limin, who witnessed all this, could only hear his heavy breathing.

His face was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes widened and he stared at Mo Wen's figure in horror.

This evil god...... Who the hell is it?! This kind of strength is no longer the level he can imagine!

"Yo Yo Yo, what's going on?"

At this moment, a crisp voice rang out suddenly, breaking the peace and at the same time showing a hearty laugh.

"Help me!" Zhang Limin opened his round eyes and looked at the visitor, and subconsciously asked for help after finding that it was a sunny and handsome young man.

"Huh?" Drunk Wuye blinked his eyes for some reason, he glanced at the bloody corpses around Mo Wen, and happily squatted down to look at Zhang Limin and said, "What did you just say?" The wind was too strong for me to hear. ”

"Help me!" Regardless of who he was and why he appeared here, Zhang Limin shouted in pain, and his vocal cords were almost shattered by him.

At this time, Mo Wenzheng stood faintly behind Zhang Limin and watched him dying and struggling, and at the same time ripped off his charred sleeves and threw them on the ground.

Some of his sleeves had burned into the flesh, and he had brought up a large piece of flesh and blood when he pulled it like this, and a little bead of blood came out of the wound that had just stopped bleeding.

"Hmm...... How do you want me to save you? Staring at Zhang Limin's distorted face with interest, he asked with a drunken smile.

At this time, Zhang Limin, who was already desperate, could only grasp the last straw of drunken Wuye, and he shouted loudly regardless of the vigilance in his heart, "Help me find Lord Xu!" ”

His voice was desperate and poignant, and the roar used up almost all his strength.

"Xu Jielin? Do you think you'll live to that point? ”

Drunk Wuye smiled viciously, he watched with satisfaction as the hope in Zhang Limin's eyes first turned into surprise, and then into despair, clapping his hands and standing up to heal Mowen's arm.

"Boss, I don't think you're a supernatural if you're not a stranger...... Probably crippled long ago. ”

Looking at the shocking scar on Mo Wen's arm, he couldn't help but smack his tongue even when he was drunk.

Doesn't this guy feel pain?

Unexpectedly, drunk Wuye turned out to be Mowen's person, and the look of hope that had just ignited in Zhang Limin's eyes dissipated helplessly.

Mo Wen didn't react to Drunk Wuye's words, his faint sideways eyes looked down at Zhang Limin and said coldly, "Tell me, where is Ye Shu?" ”

Hearing Mo Wen mention Ye Shu again, Zhang Limin's chapped lips couldn't help but squirm.

Ye Shu......

Thinking of the woman who always had a gentle smile on her face, Zhang Limin only felt that her flustered heart seemed to be calm.

Ye Shu is in their north, symbolizing hope.

She is kind, gentle, and just, like the embodiment of all positive images.

"I don't know." Zhang Limin said in a low voice, his eyes instantly firm.

"Don't say it?" Mo Wen, whose arm had been healed, squatted down and pressed Zhang Limin's head, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Others may not know where Ye Shu is, but Zhang Limin and the other guard captains definitely know, otherwise where would they go to protect Ye Shu if there was any danger.

"Hey, hey, boss, you can't ask anything like this." Drunk Wuye squatted down and grabbed Zhang Limin's collar, raised his eyes and pointed behind Mo Wen and said, "Leave it to me, boss, you can get rid of that poor egg who slipped through the net first." ”

Scoot, who was crawling out of the wound, paused, and then crawled out in even more horror.

"Hurry up." Unexpectedly, Si Ke was still breathing, Mo Wen stood up a little impatiently, and slowly walked in the direction of Si Ke.

"Don't worry, boss, I can guarantee that I can let him take us." Drunk Wuye swore an oath, and then placed Zhang Limin on his back with great interest, took out a dagger and swiped him twice on the abdomen, looking like a medical student preparing to dissect a rabbit.

"Don't worry, I'll try to get your heart beating." Drunk and hearty, the sunny smile made Zhang Limin dazzled for a while.

How could he smile like that at this time?!

Unable to figure out the idea of drunk Wuye with the thoughts of a normal person, Zhang Limin only felt a drop of cold sweat slip down from the corner of his forehead, he stared at the dagger in Zui Wuye's hand, and only felt his heart shrink suddenly.

The cold dagger stuck under his lifted clothes, giving him goosebumps all over his body.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Si Ke, who was originally running away, suddenly turned over and sat up, and it seemed that he was cornered and decided to make a last stand.

"You're going to die!" He roared in despair and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Mo Wen raised his hand and pointed at Si Ke unconcernedly, and Si Ke also resolutely pulled up a flame, he showed his blood-stained teeth, and attacked Mo Wen fiercely.

The tongue of fire around him fluttered with teeth and claws, and instantly pounced on Mowen's chest.