And Mo Jiyu seized this opportunity and kicked hard below.

Xiahou Shaohuai obviously didn't expect her to make such a move, and her face was distorted in pain.

And Mo Jiyu was trying to take this opportunity to break free from Xiahou Shaohuai's clamping on her, but Xiahou Shaohuai just had a pair of red eyes, pressed the person under her fiercely, and whispered dangerously in her ear: "You provoked me!"

At this time, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a sword aura like a rainbow cut Xiahou Shaohuai's face, but it didn't hurt Mo Jiyu in the slightest.

A tall man in an intricately patterned mask strode in with a badly wounded and dead little fox in his arms.

Xiahou Shaohuai turned his head to look at the comer, and put on the coat that Mo Jiyu had taken off again, and he sneered: "I don't know why the palace master of the Heaven Breaking Palace is here to disturb?"

When he heard Xiahou Shaohuai say that this person was the palace master of the Heaven-Breaking Palace, Mo Jiyu's heart beat violently a few times, could it be him?

At first sight, seeing Mo Jiyu, who was tied to the bed and had very pitiful red eyes, Yan Gexing's heart hurt fiercely, and he also gave him a very familiar feeling, that feeling was like holding his heart tightly, and there was a faint trace of hatred in pain.

And Xiahou Shaohuai saw that the mysterious palace master of the Heaven Breaking Palace was also quite interested in the little girl he fancied, and his hand moved the clothes on the screen, and the clothes were in his hands, he put them on very elegantly, and walked slowly in front of Yan Gexing.

"What? are you interested in this little girl?" he chuckled.

Yan Gexing didn't speak, he just stared at Mo Jiyu's hair that was about to turn white and the transparent lotus hairpin on his head and frowned slightly, but he was blocked by the mask.

Seeing the two people competing against each other, Mo Jiyu just wanted to find a chance to slip away quickly, as for his beloved little fox, he could only let the palace master of the Heaven Breaking Palace, who looked very mysterious, take it, and maybe he could save the little fox.

"Whether I'm interested in her or not, Young Master Xiahou doesn't need to know. Yan Gexing said in a low voice, watching Mo Jiyu quietly slip away from the bed and hide beside the bed.

"Then you mean you want to fight with me?" Xiahou Shaohuai said lightly, but his hand clenched the magic sword that suddenly came out.

"It's a pity that the people I want have always been mine. As he spoke, he stabbed Yan Gexing with a sword.

Yan Gexing just blocked Xiahou Shaohuai's attack with his bare hands, and he mocked in a low voice: "Could it be that Young Master Xiahou's attack can only be like this?"

Xiahou Shaohuai sneered: "Since you dislike that my wind attack is not strong enough, then why do you still want your subordinates to issue a hibiscus order to hunt down this girl?"

Mo Jiyu's eyes widened suddenly, Hua Xiangrong turned out to be a person from the Heaven Breaking Palace, so was she acquiesced in this person when she ordered to hunt down herself?

Yan Gexing inadvertently saw Mo Jiyu's shocked eyes and felt a pain in his heart, he slapped Xiahou Shaohuai's shoulder with a palm, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know about Hua Xiangrong, this matter is completely her opinion, I will punish her." ”

"That's just a pity, I thought a master like you could manage the people under him well, and it seems that this is no more than that. Xiahou Shaohuai held back the pain in his shoulder and sneered.

"You don't have to worry about that much. Yan Gexing said in a deep voice.

The attacks in his hands became more and more fierce, defeating Xiahou Shaohuai one after another.

Xiahou Shaohuai wiped the blood that overflowed from his mouth, the momentum on his body opened, he closed his eyes, held the sword with both hands, and the sudden wind blew his long hair, looking like he was about to become an immortal, and behind him gradually appeared like a giant sword.

And Yan Gexing didn't expect that Xiahou Shaohuai had reached the point where the human sword was one, and he couldn't help but use an extra layer of mana to deal with it.

Mo Jiyu instinctively felt the danger, and when she wanted to escape, the room suddenly burst open, and she was knocked down by the impact at once, and she was about to fall from a height of several meters.

Behind her was a turquoise lake, which she fell into at once.

And when Yan Gexing saw her fall from mid-air and fall into the lake, some images suddenly flashed in his mind: the sound of flesh cracking from the magic sword piercing his chest, the desperate eyes of the man when he stretched out his hand to grab him, the pain like scraping bones and the sweet sound of "Brother Yan" of a person.

He had a splitting headache but couldn't care about it, he just jumped into the lake with his heart, and the mask on his face fell off, revealing a face with three scars.

Mo Jiyu only felt that her qi was not enough, and then she choked on a mouthful of water, a sharp pain came from her throat, and she closed her eyes in despair after calling the system many times in her mind and not getting a response.

At this time, someone came across the waves, grabbed her waist, kissed her on the lips, and gave her breath.

The feeling of suddenly coming to life made Mo Jiyu can't help but open her eyes, she looked at his familiar face and felt sour, and looked at the scar on his face and was about to cry.

Yan Gexing grabbed the person's waist and rescued the person ashore, Mo Jiyu was soaked and supported her body for a while, her snow-white wet long hair was tightly attached to her slender back, and the people watching were distressed for a while, and couldn't help but want to hug her tightly.

And he did the same, he took the person into his arms but didn't speak, until Mo Jiyu gently pushed him away.

He looked at her inexplicably, until she stretched out her hand and touched his face tremblingly, touching the rough scar, and tears fell down at once: "What's wrong with your face?"

Yan Gexing didn't know why the little girl in his arms was crying, but the feeling of heartache bound him tightly and couldn't move.

"It's possible that I cut it with my own hands. He said in a hoarse voice.

"Why?" she said, crying.

Yan Gexing didn't know why he wanted to cut his face, and he couldn't find that memory at all, but he looked at the little girl's tear-stained appearance and said softly: "I'll be fine if I restore it." ”

After saying that, he raised his hand and used his mana to smooth the scars on his face and recover as before.

Mo Jiyu looked at his restored face, but he couldn't hold back, hugged the person tightly all of a sudden, and whispered: "Brother Yan, I miss you so much!"

Yan Gexing's heart ached when he shouted 'Brother Yan', but he still gently hugged the little girl's thin waist and patted the little girl's back with one hand.

He uttered the sentence completely unconsciously: "Little crucian carp, I miss you so much." ”

Xiahou Shaohuai, who was standing in a secret place and watching such a dazzling scene, sneered, you are so gentle and careless to him, but it makes me even more moved.

You, but mine, Mo Jiyu!