But Mo Xiang'er's voice was so faint that even if Xue Wuming got closer and wanted to hear it clearly, he couldn't hear anything clearly.

"What are you talking about? Are you still hard-mouthed? Do you still want to scold me? But it doesn't matter, you can scold me if you want, anyway, no one has ever taken me Xue Wuming as a person!"

Bang......

There was a sudden loud bang at the door, and the huge iron door was opened from the outside, and Wen Xingsoul, Mo Bing'er, and the Purple Sword Jade Female Sword and others hurriedly rushed in from the outside.

"Xiang'er!"

After hearing Wen Xingsoul scream this Xiang'er, her whole person finally fell down like that, but Wen Xingsoul and several people behind him were all stunned, just standing there stupidly, watching Mo Xiang'er, who was covered in blood, fall down.

"Xiang'er ......"

It was Wen Xingsoul who reacted first, he ran towards Mo Xiang'er suddenly, hugged Mo Xiang'er, who was already dying, and couldn't hold back the tears flowing down anymore, the tears fell on Mo Xiang'er's body, but he heard Mo Xiang'er's faint call.

"Boss ......"

Wen Xingsoul finally heard that Mo Xiang'er was calling herself, although her breath was already very weak.

"Don't speak, I'll give you true qi right away, I won't let you die. ”

The purple sword and the jade girl sword shot at the same time, and after a while, the two swords were already on Xue Wusheng's neck, and this crazy guy laughed unscrupulously again, and the entire prison was filled with his unbridled laughter, which was a kind of pleasure of revenge, a kind of catharsis.

Wen Xingsoul bit his lip fiercely, he could kill this nasty guy with one palm, but he didn't do that, because he knew that there was another person beside him who also had the same idea, and that was Mo Xiang'er's sister Mo Bing'er, and it seemed more appropriate for her to do this matter.

Mo Xiang'er only shook her head slightly when she used all her strength, and what was still being said in her mouth, Wen Xingsoul tried to get her ears as close as possible, wanting to hear what she was saying.

Mo Bing'er also held Mo Xiang'er's hand tightly, she didn't speak, her heart was full of pain, she turned around and glared at Xue Wusheng fiercely, she wanted to kill the person in front of her personally to avenge her sister.

She stood up from the ground abruptly and said to the Purple Sword and the Jade Maiden Sword, who had already controlled Xue Wuming.

"Let him go. ”

The purple sword and the jade girl sword looked at Mo Bing'er, whose face had changed, with some suspicion, as if they hadn't heard clearly, revealing an incredible expression.

"I told you to let him go, I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

Xue Wuming was still laughing wildly, but he suddenly found something very interesting, the woman in the cell was actually wearing the same clothes as Mo Bing'er, no wonder he had a familiar feeling just now.

The Purple Sword and the Jade Maiden Sword withdrew the long swords in their hands, stepped aside, and watched Xue Wuming's every move with vigilance.

"Boss, can you kiss me?"

Originally, Wen Xingsoul thought that Mo Xiang'er had something important to tell him, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence.

In the corners of Mo Xiang'er's eyes, a line of clear tears slowly flowed, different from the tears that flowed out of the pain just now because of the cruel torture, and her eyes were still looking at Wen Xingsoul, who was a little helpless.

Qingxiao, who was locked up in the prison, she had come to assassinate Wen Xing's soul, but the scene in front of her couldn't help but move her, she looked at Wen Xing's soul who was holding Mo Xiang'er tightly stupidly, and she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Wen Xingsoul's lips trembled and slowly approached Mo Xiang'er's lips, which were already covered with blood and had lost their original eyes, his mouth was trembling, his hands were trembling, his body was trembling, and his heart was trembling.

He recalled one scene after another, from the encounter to the present, all the scenes appeared in front of him, as if everything that had happened had just happened.

It was a poor mountain village in the southwest, the whole village was dead, there were dead bodies everywhere, two thin little girls, standing numb in the middle of the dead, they were so helpless, so confused, as if they didn't know what was going on, and they didn't seem to understand why it was like this.

A little boy stood on the top of the opposite hill, looking at everything so sluggishly, looking at the two helpless girls, he pulled the old man beside him hard, not daring to look directly at the old man's sharp gaze, but he still raised his hand and pointed at the two lonely figures not far away.

"You want to save them?"

The little boy nodded vigorously, and the old man looked at the little boy in front of him sternly, and did not speak for a long time.

"If you want to save them, you have to be extremely strong, so strong that no one is afraid of you, and no one dares to disobey you and ignore you, do you understand?"

The little boy shook his head slowly, and the expression on the old man's face became gloomy, as if he had no intention of rescuing the two little girls.

Several soldiers in armor seemed to have spotted the two little girls who were still alive, and they slowly approached, and the little boy looked at everything in front of him, and his heart was very anxious, and he shook the old man's hand vigorously, but the old man remained indifferent.

At last the little boy turned sharply, and he rushed towards the place where the two poor little girls were, and the old man froze, but he did not look back, and though he was young, his steps were unusually firm, as if nothing could stop his firm steps.

Suddenly, he was picked up by the old man.

"What are you going to do? Don't you want to live?"

"I'm going to save them, if I don't rush over, they'll be killed!"

The old man was very surprised that this little fellow, who usually saw himself as if he was a ghost, could have such great courage at this moment.

"But aren't you afraid of death? You can't beat those soldiers!"

"I'm not afraid, what's so terrible about dying? It's good to be alive, but let me watch innocent people die, so what's the difference between me and the dead?"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, he seemed to understand something at once, but it was the little boy in front of him who made him understand all this.

He picked up the little boy and reached the two little girls like a whirlwind, and the soldiers who were surrounding him were obviously startled, but then continued to move closer to them.

"Where's your father?"

The little boy looked at the two little girls with expressionless faces, and felt that the two people in front of him were really too strange, they didn't have any expression on their faces, they just shook their heads together.

"Why don't you speak?"

The little girl still didn't speak, just looked at the little boy strangely.

"My name is Wen Xingsoul, it's a pleasure to meet you, what's your name?"

Silence, as if they really couldn't speak, the little boy sighed helplessly.

"You are so pitiful, how did you become dumb!"

"You're dumb!"

The taller girl suddenly spoke, but the little boy was not angry, but looked a little happy.

"You're not dumb!"

The little boy held out his hands to the two little girls.

"You don't have a father or mother, and I don't have a father or mother, living with my uncle, do you want to play with me?"

As soon as Wen Xingsoul asked if they had lost their fathers and mothers, the two little girls suddenly cried, but Wen Xingsoul opened his arms and hugged the two little girls into his arms.

"It's okay, although you have no father and mother like me, I will protect you, just like my uncle protects me!"

The two little girls stopped their tears, they looked at Wen Xingsoul suspiciously, and finally the younger girl also spoke.

"You're really going to protect us?"

Wen Xingsoul nodded firmly.

The older little girl suddenly broke free from Wen Xing's soul and stretched out a small little finger to come out.

"Pull the hook, we will believe you!"

Ouyang Jinyun looked at the three children in front of him, and his heart was full of thoughts, but those soldiers had already come closer, and when he saw him suddenly fly up, he immediately kicked the soldier closest to him, his body turned in the air, and another soldier was sent away with one palm, and the other soldiers glanced at each other, and then they all dropped their weapons and fled.

It was that time that Mo Xiang'er and Mo Bing'er came to the Nine Heavens Cliff with Wen Xing's soul, and more than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.

The moment Wen Xingsoul's lips touched Mo Xiang'er, the corner of his eyes clearly saw that Mo Xiang'er was actually smiling, smiling so sweetly, even if her whole face was no longer clear to see the outline, he could still feel that suffocating beauty.

He remembered the first time he took her out of the Nine Heavens Cliff to Dadu, and her laughter was everywhere along the way, when she was in Dadu, she said that she wanted to give birth to a baby for him, at that time, he only thought it was Mo Xiang'er's brain, and he pretended to be unconscious in Dadu in order to let Nangong be innocent, she was so anxious when she saw herself in a coma, so much, and many, always a good past.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Lao Zhu, he will definitely be able to cure you!"

Wen Xingsoul picked up Mo Xiang'er, who was already paralyzed in his arms, and rushed out of the prison desperately and ran towards Mr. Danxi's residence.

Xue Wuming was already dead, a piece of colored silk was tightly wrapped around his neck, and the colored silk passed through the beam above the prison and bolted to the cell door on the other side, Xue Wuming was hung up, and his body shook lonely in the corridor.

As soon as he came out of the prison gate, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of Wen Xingsoul, and when the man saw Wen Xingsoul suddenly appear, he wanted to reach out to stop him, but unexpectedly, Wen Xingsoul suddenly rose into the air and kicked the man in black in the chest, and with a sound of broken bones, the whole person fell to the ground like a rag, and his body was still twitching.

This was followed by the second, the third...... , a total of eleven people in black, in the blink of an eye, all of them lay on the ground, looking like they couldn't survive.

The Purple Sword and the Jade Girl Sword glanced at each other, and neither of them could hide the extremely surprised expressions in their eyes, Wen Xing Soul was simply too simple when he killed these eleven people in black, so that before they could figure out the situation, all the eleven people had already lost their breath.

The strength of the Nine Heavens Divine Venerable is really not comparable to ordinary people, just take Xue Wuming who hurt Mo Xiang'er as an example, in fact, his martial arts are already quite good, even compared with the purple sword, it should be on par.

And the eleven people guarding outside the prison should be in the same group as him, even if their martial arts are not as good as Xue Wuming, they will not be much worse, but in front of Wen Xing's soul, they are like ants meeting elephants, and they have no power to fight back.