At this time, Mo Xie's mind was still at war between heaven and man, and he couldn't disobey Wu Xin's orders under control, but Lu Xuan's appearance at the moment finally awakened him, and his mind broke through the shackles.

The man slammed his knees to the ground with a muffled thud.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry." The man's red eyes were bloodshot, and there was an indissoluble guilt in them.

At this time, blood was still gushing out of Lu Wan's mouth, and she tried to squeeze out a smile, but this smile looked more ugly than crying.

Her hand slowly lifted, trying to touch the side of the man's face, but she didn't even have the strength to raise it.

Mo Xie's big grasp of her hand pressed against his cheek, letting her blood stain his pale face.

This scene was as beautiful as a painting, but everyone present couldn't help but be moved, and the men also had red eyes. Only Wu Xin sneered, in his opinion, Mo Xie was just dying at this time.

Sure enough, Mo Xie's black pupils were gradually covered with a layer of white film, and Lu Wan's big apricot eyes were full of tears, and they all knew that it wouldn't be long before Mo Xie would completely lose his mind.

Mo Xie's eyes didn't turn away, and he could feel the gaze of them around him.

He was like a bystander to what had just happened, seeing his body hurt everyone, even Lu Wan.

He had seen those Gu people, he knew how terrifying their power was, and the general Qianlongwei was so terrifying, if it was him, no one present tonight would live.

Lu Juan understood the determination in his eyes, and wanted to stop the arm that was dragged by the man.

Feeling the constant flow of warmth coming from the place where the two came into contact, the man was using his internal strength to mend the wounds in her body.

But at the same time, with the consumption of his internal strength, the black meridians on his face became even more terrifying, and his pupils were almost invisible.

In just a moment, Lu Wan felt that the chest that had just been blocked had been cleared a lot, and the dull pain no longer existed.

Mo Xie smiled, he couldn't see the road in front of him clearly at this time, as if he was highly myopic, and could only see a vague outline.

"I'm sorry, live well." The man's voice was low and hoarse, like a worn bellows being drawn.

After speaking, he took a deep look at Lu Juan, and jumped in without hesitation when everyone didn't react.

Only when he dies can the whole house live.

"Master!"

"Lord Wang!"

"Dashuai!"

"All back. None \./Wrong \./More \./New '.w'.a'.p'.'.'.c'.o'.m" Lu Wan's voice is the weakest of these people, but it cannot be ignored.

"The prince is for us, in order not to become a puppet of the enemy, hurt everyone, leave him a little dignity, he must not let us see his mutated appearance."

Lu Juan endured the pain in her heart like a knife, her tone was very light, but everyone understood the pain that the woman was suffering at this time.

The eyes of the people were full of sorrow. There was no movement below, Lu Wan slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, it was terrifyingly sharp inside, she tried to support herself, and Mo Zhu came to her side to help her up.

Although she was still weak, because Mo Xie had just used a large amount of True Qi in her body to heal her injuries, she would at least not be able to die at this time.

A pair of ink pupils looked at Wu Xin as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Fang Tingxian."

"Princess."

"I'll give this man to me."

"This ......" Fang Tingxian hesitated a little, this person's identity is obviously not simple. But it was Lu Wan who spoke, he hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.