The villagers have dispersed, and the words spoken outside Chu Ci can be heard clearly in the house, but I didn't expect to finally find a place of comfort, and my mind will be hot and I will get into trouble, and it seems that I am going to move again.

"Brother Mo Cong, let's go back and find Sister Qin! Chu Ci sat in front of the mirror, looked at Mo Cong in the mirror and was helping her comb her long hair, and said weakly.

"Senior sister, we caused this disaster, and it would be too unrighteous to leave like this. ”

"But," Chu Ci pondered for a moment and said, "That King Jing is the son of the Great Emperor, we can't afford to provoke him!"

Mo Cong also felt that the matter was very serious, the emperor had a brutal temperament, and his martial arts cultivation was at the peak, so since King Jing was his son, his martial arts cultivation would definitely not be too bad. But listening to the stories of those blind dates, the character of this King Jing should have inherited his father, extremely cruel, and there is no reason to talk to that kind of person. Mo Cong thought about it and had no choice, so he stubbornly said: "Senior sister, otherwise I'll go to Taoyuan to have a look, and it's a big deal to catch a dragon for him to compensate him." ”

Chu Ci was afraid that Mo Cong would be impulsive and give his life in vain, so he persuaded: "Brother Mo Cong, how can you be confused, can you still reason with that kind of person? I'm afraid that if you catch ten water dragons for him, he won't let us go." ”

Mo Cong sighed and asked, "Then what do you say?"

Chu Ci couldn't think of any good way for a while, so he thought about it and said, "Let's go and have a look together, and then talk about it depending on the situation." ”

Mo Cong nodded slightly, "So far, it can only be like this." ”

After Chu Ci finished grooming, she was still wearing her Shuiyue blue shirt, with a scarf covering her face, her posture was wonderful, her starry eyes were shining, and she looked like an exotic woman.

The two of them walked in a hurry, and the pool in the peach orchard was already full of soldiers with helmets and armor, all with solemn faces and halberds in their hands. There was a Taishi chair beside the waterhole, and a middle-aged man in his thirties sat lazily on it, the man was gorgeously dressed, holding a rattan whip, his face was angry, and a pair of big eyes were staring at the dozens of ordinary people who had been escorted in.

Behind the man stood two middle-aged guards, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, in their forties. The fat face is rich, a big face is shiny and shiny, under the wide nose are plump and almost oily thick lips, the corners of the mouth seem to be smiling, wearing a blue brocade, with a long sword around his waist. The thin and skinny was as thin as wood, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, the black robe on his body looked fat and big, with a short knife at his waist, a white face, a pair of big eyes that were surprisingly large, two dead folds obliquely on both sides of the mouth, and a grim face.

The appearance of these people broke the peace and tranquility in the peach orchard, and the beautiful peach blossoms actually exuded the smell of death. With such an infiltrating scene, only Mo Cong and Chu Ci came to watch.

"Say, who killed my divine beast?" The middle-aged man on the Taishi chair pointed to the two corpses on the ground that had been beaten to a bloody blur with the rattan whip in his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "I have a reward for saying it, but I can't say it, they are your fate." ”

Obviously, the person who spoke was the notorious King Jing, under his authority, all the people were so frightened that their faces were bloodless, and they didn't dare to breathe when they lowered their heads, and no one dared to come forward to speak. There was silence around the waterhole, and only the mournful sighs of the innocent people could be heard.

After being silent for a long time, seeing that no one spoke, King Jing casually pointed to a person and shouted, "Pull him out and beat him to death." ”

Seeing that the little devil was about to kill again, the dozens of ordinary people gathered together like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, their faces were even more panicked, and they looked up in fright to confirm whose turn was unlucky this time. Several wolf-like soldiers couldn't help but say, from the crowd out of a crop man, seven hands and eight feet pressed down in front of King Jing, King Jing raised his hand and whipped, hit the back of the crop man's head, "snap", the back of the crop man's head was drawn out of a bloody mouth, the snow-white scalp cracked, and bright red blood flowed out instantly. The farmer twitched violently in pain, and took a bite of the dirt on the ground, but he didn't say a word.

King Jing proudly looked at the blood stains on the rattan whip, then pointed at the people on the ground, and asked sharply: "Say, who killed this king's divine beast?"

The blood on the strong man's head stained the black neck, flowing to the ground, quietly spreading, he was already numb, he didn't feel pain, only felt the back of his head cold, the neck was hot. also knew that he had been chosen by this devil and was sure to die, raised his head, looked at King Jing sitting on the chair with a pair of flame-like eyes, a sneer of disdain crossed the corner of his mouth, and a mouthful of dirt squirted out of his mouth, staining King Jing's clothes.

"Kill me, brute! I won't tell you if I know. ”

The muscles on King Jing's face twitched twice, a lightning bolt flashed in his wide eyes, covered with bright red bloodshots, and his arm holding the rattan whip trembled, this was the first time he heard ordinary people scold him in front of him, and shouted: "Give me eight pieces." ”

His subordinates didn't dare to slack off, drew their sharp blades, and a cold light flashed, and the crop man's complete body was cut into countless pieces.

Mo Cong watched from behind the crowd and couldn't help but be taken aback, he didn't expect this person to be so cruel that he regarded human life as a mustard, his heart hit the top of his head with anger, his teeth were clenched, and he wanted to raise his hand to withdraw the sword behind him, but he was held down by Chu Ci. Remind him with his eyes:

"Don't be impulsive!"

The farmer was cut into meat sauce with a knife, and the people secretly complained in their hearts, and they turned their faces away, crying silently, and couldn't bear to look at it. The smell of blood in the air was pungent, and an old man with a bearded hair in the crowd sighed, his face was extremely sad, and the little granddaughter beside him was so frightened that she fell on him and cried.

"Old thing, what's the matter?" asked King Jing, who glanced at the old man.

The old man shook his head without sadness, walked out of the crowd tremblingly, fell to the ground on his knees, and pleaded: "Lord Wang, you are gracious, we are all Zhuang people, spare us!"

"Spare you?" King Jing squinted, looked at the old man and pouted, his sinister gaze suddenly shot at the girl hiding behind the old man, and said with a smile: "Bring her here!"

Several soldiers stepped forward to pull the girl, but the old man couldn't stop her and was kicked over. The old man stumbled up, hugged the thigh of the soldier who pulled his granddaughter, looked at King Jing, and begged bitterly: "Lord, she is still young, she doesn't know anything!"

King Jing was willing to listen, stretched out his hand and pulled the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl over, and said with a fake smile: "Little girl, they are not obedient, you are not obedient!"

The little girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, her eyes were full of tears, she trembled, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, she was aggrieved for a long time, her red lips trembled, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Listen!"

King Jing sneered slightly: "Okay, you come and tell this king, do you see that someone has come to kill my divine beast?"

The little girl shook her head timidly with tears in her eyes, and nodded tremblingly when she saw that King Najing's face sank and his eyes were full of murderous intent and terrifying.

King Jing said angrily: "Have you seen it or not?" ”

"I" the little girl snorted and cried out, tears flowing, her voice trembling, "I really didn't see it!" As she spoke, the little girl slowly fell to her knees with her legs, "I didn't see it, I really don't know." ”

"****!" King Jing scolded without mercy, grabbed the girl's hair, picked her up, and said viciously: "It's all Diaomin." He raised his hand and slapped the little girl in the face, and the little girl's cheek swelled up, leaving five blue and black handprints, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and the blood spread between her gums. King Jing shouted frantically: "Bring a knife, this king will dig out her heart." ”

"Don't, don't, I beg you to let me go, I beg you" The little girl looked up at King Jing's almost crazy eyes, and was so frightened that she pleaded and pleaded, and tears flowed down her face.

Looking at the poor girl, the soldiers turned a deaf ear, and the two guards sneered, without any sympathy on their faces. The snowy blade was held in King Jing's hand, and his face showed a kind of pleasure when he was killing.

Seeing this, Chu Ci was furious, and scolded in his mouth: "Beast!"

"Don't do it and don't stop it"

Mo Cong's words in his heart did not fall, he had already pulled out the sword in his hand, and jumped over the crowd, this shot was as fast as lightning, and the two guards of King Jing never expected that someone would dare to assassinate in broad daylight, and when they reflected, the Moon Shadow Sword in Mo Cong's hand was already on King Jing's neck.

Seeing that the prince was being held hostage, the soldiers panicked, and the two top guards did not dare to approach, and the scene was chaotic.

"Who are you?" King Jing asked coldly, pretending to be calm. At this point, he didn't mean death at all.

"The one who wants your life," Mo Cong raised a pair of sword eyebrows and said, "To tell you the truth, I was the one who killed that monster, but you have no chance to take revenge, go to hell and repent!"

"Little thief, stop!"

"Young Xia's subordinates are merciful. ”

The two guards wanted to use a delaying tactic, but unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was already furious, and he saw a cold glint in his eyes, and a column of bright red blood spurted out of King Jing's headless neck like a spring.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected that someone would be so bold and dare to kill their King Jing.

After the people woke up, they fled in a hurry, and hundreds of soldiers surrounded Mo Cong, but unexpectedly, the light behind him was brilliant, and a moon shadow spear swept through thousands of troops, knocking down dozens of people in an instant.

"Let's go!"

Chu Ci opened a bloody path behind his back, and the girl's gentle eyes suddenly became fierce and terrifying, and she pulled Mo Cong up and turned around and ran.

As soon as the two ran out of the distance, they were surrounded by two guards, one fat and one thin, behind King Jing.

"Little thief, in broad daylight, he actually assassinated the prince, where to run. ”

The two guards hated Mo Cong and Chu Ci to the core, as soon as the prince died, they were also in a catastrophe, if they caught Mo Cong and Chu Ci, they might be able to save their lives, and now they can't step forward and pinch the two into meat sauce.

Facing the two guards who were red-eyed, Mo Cong and Chu Ci were not afraid.