"Don't hesitate the Seventh Prince, my father has already killed you", Huangfu Xueying looked at Nangong Jing, and saw more and more Praetorian Guards, and his voice was already a little anxious: "The queen mother of this palace is still in the palace, and now Xuanyuan Mo is still here, and this palace can't go",

Nangong Jing looked at Huangfu Xueying, and still persuaded: "If you stay here now, you are also using your mantis arm as a car, leaving the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, and it is wise to preserve your strength."

A flash of hesitation flashed in Huangfu Xueying's eyes, and after his gaze quickly swept over the thousands, he turned into a decisive one.

It wasn't until a man in black flew out of the night and landed in front of everyone that he attracted everyone's attention.

While blocking the attack in front of him, the person who came looked at Nangong Jing and said eagerly: "The Seventh Prince takes Qianqian to go first, these dead soldiers are not easy to deal with", Qianqian saw the person who came clearly, it turned out to be Feng Mu Yao,

Qianqian had many doubts in her heart at this time, why was the Hell Order in Nangong Jing's hands?

This question Feng Mu Yao was also a little surprised when he saw the Hell Order in Mo Yin's hand, but then he thought about it, every time he came out of the Hell Gate and came into contact with the person who held the Hell Order, he would inexplicably "bump into" Nangong Jing, sooner or later, now it seems that Nangong Jing was deliberately playing tricks!

It wasn't until Hell Ling appeared in the world that Feng Mu Yao suddenly understood the value of the existence of the Hell Gate, just to deal with the man in black in front of him.

If you talk about martial arts alone, the killers of the Hell Gate are only half a catty or eight taels in the face of the dead soldiers of the men in black, but the power of these dead soldiers lies in the fact that they are proficient in the art of soul dementoring.

In a short period of time, he controlled most of the Praetorian Guards in the Imperial City, although these Praetorian Guards were originally prepared to be used by Huangfu Qingtian to deal with Nangong Jing, but the only difference was that the Praetorian Guards controlled by Soul Dementorship would not show mercy to Huangfu Xueying at this time.

Tiger poison does not eat children, I am afraid that when Huangfu Qingtian made a contract with the man in black, he did not expect the sinister intentions of the man in black.

It was precisely because Nangong Jing saw this that he persuaded Huangfu Xueying to leave together,

If you stay here, you are afraid that there will be more evil and less luck.

But how could Huangfu Xueying go, his mother was still in the palace, and from the moment he saw the eighteenth emperor's brother, he had already embraced the heart of death, and he had already expected the consequences of today's defeat.

It's just earlier than he thought.

Nangong Jing saw that Huangfu Xueying's mind had been decided, so he had no choice but to pull Qianqian and said, "Go!" ”

There are more and more ambushes everywhere, and Mo Yin's rescuers are afraid that they are also stopped outside the palace at this time.

The night was shrouded in a rich murderous aura, and even the air could smell the breath of death, and Qianqian would never forget this thrilling night.

Everyone was red-eyed, and when they rushed out of the palace, they were all seriously injured.

Mo Yin responded outside the palace with the elite troops transferred from Luocheng in a rage,

Due to the excessive internal force consumed, the moment Nangong Jing saw Mo Yin, his nerves relaxed, and a sharp pain that was difficult to hold in his body swept over,

Originally, the toxicity in his body had begun to attack, and these days, he secretly saved the antidote.

When he and Qianqian got into the carriage, they couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of their mouths.

Qianqian hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the blood in Nangong Jing's mouth, the black blood stains made Qianqian's mind blank, and when he came back to his senses, he called out in a panic: "Delicate, delicate?" ”

Qianqian rushed out of the carriage, but was grabbed by Nangong Jing, "Qianqian, listen to me--",