The boy is stunning, although the stunner is not suitable to describe the boy in front of him, but his appearance is stunning, and he can't think of any other words to describe it.

The world is prosperous, but you use regret to describe your beauty.

The boy is not very old, but he is like the bright moon in the sky, so dazzling. The delicate face, deep eyes, high nose, and thin lips are as beautiful as the people in the painting, so beautiful and indifferent.

The appearance of Mo Yan made all the officers and soldiers see a glimmer of life, he seemed to be a natural king, and just one action made people surrender.

There is a kind of person in the world who is destined to shine brightly from birth, even if he does nothing, he still shines.

The man in black hooked the corners of his mouth, he had carefully planned for so long, and today he will let you die without a place to be buried.

"Who are you!" The man in black had a strange expression, his eyes staring at Mo Yan, as dangerous as a poisonous snake suddenly baring its fangs.

"I only want to know who your master is, and I don't want to know the rest." Mo Yan's voice did not have the slightest emotion, cold and lonely.

"Hehe, you have to have something to listen to."

As soon as the words of the man in black fell, countless figures immediately flashed on the ship, these people had a thick dead air on their bodies, there was no trace of emotion in their eyes, they were empty and bloodthirsty, there was no doubt, they were all dead.

"Really!" Mo Yan evoked a mocking smile, what a fool.

Seeing Mo Yan's smiling expression, a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in the heart of the black-clothed man, feeling as if something had happened, looking up at the stunning young man in front of him, he gave birth to an unknown fear, and even he didn't notice it, he actually had a trace of cowardice towards the young man in front of him.

"Up, kill him! Kill him!. The man in black suppressed the fear in his heart and ordered all the dead soldiers that only by killing Mo Yan could he calm down, and he would no longer feel like a dying person.

The black-clothed man at the head sneered, and with a movement of his hand, all the dead people gathered, one black shadow rushed straight up, and the other followed suit, one by one, bloodthirsty figures, one by one, cold swords, straight towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was only one meter away from the cold sword, and he was about to stab the vital point, but Mo Yan did not move at all, calm and comfortable.

The black-clothed man at the head of the group widened his eyes widely, and he clearly felt his heart beating thump, thump, thump, and his eyes were clenched tightly, and his expression was excited, hurry! Come on! That excited look, for fear that he would miss the moment when Mo Yan's head fell to the ground.

Bing Ling'er in the dark walked out of the darkness unhurriedly, she didn't think that Mo Yan would be so stupid and obediently wait for death.

There was a glimmer of light, and blood was red.

All the dead men stopped moving forward, and all of them fell, and at that moment, a black shadow flashed, as fast as the wind, leaving blood marks on the necks of all the dead soldiers.

"Who is it?"

The man in black led by him, his eyes were constricted, and he looked at Mo Yan solemnly, originally thinking that he was just a noble son who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers, but it seemed that they all underestimated him!

I saw that the man's face was calm and calm, but his eyes were deep and cold, as if there was a light mist, reflecting hazy flowers.

I saw him walk straight forward, as if the gloomy and bloodthirsty dead man was nothing, passing through the layers of sword forests, walking in front of one black shadow after another, and no one stopped him!

Bing Ling'er shook her head, These dead soldiers, it seems......

Bing Ling'er, who was in front of the officers and soldiers, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, looked at the wounded soldiers around her, the cold wind blew, Bing Ling'er couldn't help but tremble slightly......

How to have a sense of foreboding!

The surrounding officers and soldiers found Bing Ling'er trembling slightly, thinking that she was afraid, this little girl was next to the adult, although she looked scary, but she was still a little girl, seeing such a bloody picture, this ......

They couldn't help but sigh, they were all people with daughters, and when they saw her, they couldn't help but think of their family, and they couldn't help but feel some pity in their hearts, if they left a psychological shadow, their lives would be ruined! Ordinary people are like that, easy to satisfy.

Eh, as for Bingling'er's face, it can only be said that it is not an ordinary horror!!

"Little girl, don't you matter?"

The strange but concerned voice came into Bing Ling'er's ears, and she turned around to see that an elderly officer and soldier had an ordinary face with concern and kindness, and Bing Ling'er couldn't help but smile slightly.

"It's fine."

The officer and soldier couldn't help but be stunned, and then he realized that although this girl looked plain, she had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, which were extremely pure, but they were amazingly bright, like stars in the starry sky. It doesn't match this one, he really hasn't seen such beautiful pupils, clear, mysterious, and bright......

"By the way, have you gone to communicate with the county guard?"

Bing Ling'er felt a little dizzy at first, which made her frown, the headache felt so bad!

"You go to the prefect's house." If there is no mistake, the county guard cannot be reliable, otherwise the movement is so big, it is impossible not to know, a county guard dares to do this, the person behind it must not be simple.

In doing so, it is estimated that you can save a lot of trouble......

"Huh? Oh! ”

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually disappearing, Bing Ling'er stroked her forehead, the scenery in front of her became more and more blurred, and it became darker and darker, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that she has reached the limit!

Mo Yan had already come to the man in black, so fast that he seemed to be standing there, his body was as strange as a ghost, facing the suffocating sword wind on the pavement, straight and simple.

The black shadow flashed, but Mo Yan didn't move, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all, and another dark shadow went straight up, collided with the man in black, and flashed a spark.

The blades were unsheathed, and the swords collided.

Mo Yan walked straight back, no longer looking at the two who were fighting, the matter should be over, and then it was none of his business! Those people finally couldn't help but make a move......

"What's going on with them!"

"What do you think?"

Bing Ling'er patted her head, trying to keep herself awake, it was really uncomfortable!

Mo Yan's voice was as cold as ever, his eyes had been thoughtful, and he didn't notice that Bing Ling'er beside him was in a cold sweat on his face, his lips were white, and there was no trace of blood.

And the shadow was fighting with the man in black, and suddenly the man in black flung his secret weapon, allowing the shadow to stab him in the shoulder and arm, and threw out the blade in his hand with all his might, so fast that it rushed straight to the place where the ink was spoken.

The corner of the black-clothed man's mouth hooked up a sneer, Mo Yan, you give me a funeral!

"Master, be careful!"

Blood splatters, staining the sky red.

Bing Ling'er's eyes opened, her eyes were black, she didn't know what was going on, she didn't know what was in front of her, but she vaguely seemed to see ......, and finally fell into darkness completely.