At the end of the year, the brilliant fireworks paint a prosperous picture.

When the chest is a sword, it penetrates the heart and lungs, and the blood splashes......

Falling to the ground, his weak body clinging to the cold ground, as if he had been pulled out of his soul......

Mo Zhongqian pounced on Su Can, and for the second time in his life, he felt a suffocating pain.

The last time was when my mother died.

Kneeling down in front of Su Can, Mo Zhongqian felt tears flowing uncontrollably......

"Brother Su, don't you die...... Help, someone, help him!"

The leader of the killer withdrew his palm, withdrew his palm, and saw this scene in his eyes, but his expression was still indifferent, and he said lightly:

"Pity was also a generation of heroic ......"

Then he glanced at the killer's subordinates, and the six black-robed killers were ready to step forward and take Mo Zhongqian away.

Mo Zhongqian just looked at Su Can's bloody face and wanted to speak, knelt on the ground and hugged him tightly, silent......

"Your Highness!"

The two royal guards saw all this and wanted to rush to the rescue, but they were delayed and could not leave.

Mo Zhongqian didn't seem to be aware of the killer's approach, hugging Su Can's gradually cold body, tears raining down.

Su Can was pierced through the chest by a blade, and he spoke with difficulty, as if he had used all his life's strength to pull Mo Zhongqian's sleeve......

"Silly boy, run......"

"I'm not leaving!"

Mo Zhongqian's tears couldn't stop, and he replied categorically:

"Today we will die together!"

The leader of the killer snorted coldly, raised his palm, and transmitted a wave of absorption to Mo Zhongqian.

"Today, your life and death are not up to you. ”

Mo Zhongqian suddenly felt that his body was out of control, and he was pulled by an inexplicable force.

Tried their best to fight, but couldn't resist......

Slowly, it is about to be ripped apart.

At this time, a stream of silver-white ink light appeared in the alley.

"His Royal Highness the prince who has left the country, in the land of the country, can not tolerate his own life and death?"

The strong palm qi manifested out of thin air, and swept away the six killers with a pure palm, and Han Feng, dressed in a white robe, appeared in the alley.

However, Mo Zhongqian suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and shouted loudly at Han Feng who appeared:

"Master Han, help!

Han Feng glanced at it, thinking to himself...... If I were rescued, wouldn't this script be wasted?

As soon as the mind moves, the real fantasy ability is urged to ...... The leader of the black-robed killer who looked like a frightened cloud raised his palm and struck at Han Feng awe-inspiringly.

The cloud-like palm qi surged, causing Han Feng to "have to" concentrate on resisting.

The fists and palms are staggered, and the internal forces collide, causing the entire alley to vibrate.

In this way, the battlefield in the alley is divided into two ends...... On this side, Han Feng was one against seven, and the two royal guards over there also fought to the death with the three killers.

And Mo Zhongqian will be in the middle of the battlefield, holding Su Can's broken body.

"Brother Su...... Sorry ......"

Su Can was pierced through his chest by the blade, he was already taking in more air and less breathing, and he raised his hand tremblingly and put it on Mo Zhongqian's shoulder.

"Stinky Boy...... What are you crying about, I wouldn't have lived long in the first place, like this...... It's a little more enjoyable......"

"No, you're ......"

Mo Zhongqian wanted to refute something, but looked at Su Can's bloodstained face, but he was so choked that he couldn't speak, his tears were low, and he only muttered:

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Mo Zhongqian remembered that he had just been chased and killed by Taichudao and wandered on the streets, and he was beaten by evil beggars so that he couldn't get up, and it was this thin man who didn't look good that saved him...... There is nothing to ask for to divide your own food and take care of yourself......

I don't even know how I can get these cares.

"Brother Su, I don't deserve you to be ...... like this for me"

Su Can grinned, moved slightly, put his hand on Mo Zhongqian's face, and gently wiped his thumb on Mo Zhongqian's face, leaving a blood-red trace.

"Silly boy, don't cry......"

Breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do you know why I wanted to protect you when I saw you?"

Mo Zhongqian's tears couldn't stop at all, choking and shaking his head.

"It's because of your eyes, this stubbornness is as if I saw myself......"

Speaking of this, Su Can had a little more strength, and seemed to be returning to the light, and said slightly loudly:

"I, I regret that I took the wrong path when I was young, and in the end I only fell to this point, I hope you...... Don't be like me......"

"You have to remember what I said, be a good person, be strong...... Be ...... Did You Know?"

The voice of this exhortation was a little harsh.

Mo Zhongqian just kept crying and nodded heavily.

"Brother Su, don't you die...... I can't do it well, I'm a special bastard, you teach me well!"

"Ha, that's all I know about what I've been telling you these days...... You are a prince, and there will be better people to teach you...... You can't forget, you promised me...... Be a kind person, be an excellent person...... You swear, or I won't be blind to death......"

Mo Zhongqian wept and raised three fingers, and said intermittently with tears in his eyes:

"I swear that I will be a good person...... Brother Su, I swear, you hold on, the people from the Hanging Sword Division have come, they will save you!"

"Hehe," Su Can smiled miserably, "My own body knows by myself, why do you think I can still live on the streets with martial arts, of course something is wrong...... It is good to die now, so that you may not be guilty...... I just can't rest assured that you're ......"

"That's right!" Mo Zhongqian accentuated his voice, "You don't want to die!"

"Stinky boy, don't cry, remember...... You're a good kid...... Don't forget to say yes......"

Without speaking, his arm fell and smashed against the broken stone slab......

The body grew colder.

The fireworks in the sky are still dazzling.

Mo Zhongqian opened his mouth but couldn't cry, and his tears dried up......

......

Han Feng saw that the shock education was almost over, and the power in his body was working.

The chaotic fighting in the alleys finally came to an end.

Han Feng palmed the killer leader he had conjured up, and suddenly used his strength to knock it away.

Snorted coldly, and the palm was icy.

Seven killers were repulsed, covered in frost.

"Withdraw!"

The leader of the killers immediately made a decision and led the crowd to evacuate.

The three killers on the other side also left.

Running out of this street, Han Feng dispersed his technical support, and a total of ten killers dissipated into the air like ink.

It was also really difficult to maintain this level of true illusion, but fortunately, Han Feng's brand-new martial arts were supported by some endless Yin and Yang Martial Arts.

Unreal Battles are over......

Hearing that there was a battle here, the Hanging Sword Division and the Patrol Division who patrolled the city finally rushed over.

Seeing Han Feng here, they bowed down and saluted.

Han Feng nodded, knowing that Mo Zhongqian had been stimulated a lot and needed to recuperate first, so he ordered:

"The third prince was just frightened, bring him back to the Hanging Sword Division to settle down ......"

looked at Su Can's "remains" again.

"The remains of this warrior...... Let's take it to the city to settle down first......"

The guards received the order, helped Mo Zhongqian, and also took away Su Can's "body".

Mo Zhongqian's whole body was lost and lonely, but he didn't say a word.

The two black-clothed guards followed closely behind Mo Zhongqian, also not speaking.

And they departed.

Han Feng stood alone in the alley and sighed, not knowing if he was right to treat a child like this...... But it's really interesting~

Han Feng thought so badly and walked out of the alley.

It's a little lonely after the busy New Year......

Looking up at the fireworks rising in the sky, wandering around the streets, I don't know where I'm coming from.

It's just that after all, it's the New Year, and I'm a little homesick......

Suddenly, the voice of a girl in Qingyue sounded on the street.

"On the night of the New Year, why is Director Han still wandering on the street?"

Han Feng looked up, and a girl dressed in red was standing across the street with her hands behind her back, smiling.

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