The mountain peaks, straight into the clouds, looking away, quiet and silent all around.
Mo Qihan stopped and listened carefully. After making sure that he couldn't hear any sound, he fell into his dantian and shouted with vigorous internal strength, "Mo Qiming! I have come! Where are you--"
In the valley, echoes are aroused, endless.
When he lean slightly, he heard the crowing of a group of birds, Mo Qihan's heart tightened, listened to the sound, and then jumped up from the horse, unleashing a superb effort and rushing toward the source of the sound!
Leaping down a hill, countless black shadows suddenly flew out from all directions, forcing Mo Qihan to fall to the ground, and coldly sweeping towards the iron-blooded killer who surrounded him, his eyes were biting, and he asked with a force of force: "Where is your master? ?"
"If you want to see the master, take Ling Xueman up the mountain first!" a masked iron-blooded killer replied resolutely.
"What if I am determined not to bring it?" Mo Qihan asked with a thin lip, looking at the surrounding geographical location. This is a canyon with high mountains and rock walls on both sides, and a few towering trees in front of them. A stream, in this season of early spring, the flowers in other places have not yet bloomed, but here is a warmth, fresh flowers blooming, smelling in the nose, and overflowing with fragrance.
It's really a good place where all seasons are like spring, and the birds and flowers are fragrant!
Lifting my eyes and looking forward, there are actually two wooden houses surrounded by fences. In that small yard, there are actually a few livestock that look like chickens, ducks and geese!
Mo Qihan couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Does Mo Qiming want to live in the mountains for a long time
"The master has an order, if you can't see Ling Xueman going up the mountain, let the emperor take a corpse back!" The black-clothed man who had just responded continued.
"Haha! Tell your master to come out and talk to me! You dog slaves are not worthy to talk to me!" Mo Qihan laughed arrogantly and pretentiously. The imposing manner of being a king in this mountain and wild also possesses the deterrent of a king over the world. power!
The iron-blooded killer did not speak again for a long time, but he did not back off. He stared at Mo Qihan firmly. Mo Qihan placed his right hand on his waist, a soft sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword tapped on the ground, taking a step. As he approached one step forward, the flickering cold eyes stared disdainfully, the iron-blooded killer unconsciously stepped back, dozens of sharp swords slashed on the ground, making a harsh sound.
"Tell Mo Qiming that he wants Ling Xueman unless I die! If he wants to die together, I will accompany him too! I am afraid that I still have blood left, and he will not pray that the whole family will meet the chickens and dogs!" Mo Qihan said. After a meal, the vigorous internal force is used again in the voice, the voice is so loud that it can be heard in a radius of five miles.
Sure enough, after a while, people walked out of the wooden house, dark blue brocade clothes, attire, it was Mo Qiming!
Looking at each other from a distance, both of them have confidence in their eyes!
"Bring it out!"
After a short three words, the door of another wooden house opened. Four black-clothed iron-blooded killers, in pairs, each reached the throats of Mo Yuming and Liang Qingcheng with their swords, dragged them out, and stood in the sun. under.
The deep pupils squinted, and the pupils tightened immediately. Mo Qihan's five fingers holding the soft sword tightened unconsciously. The body of the father and the queen seemed to be soft without any strength. Could it be...have been poisoned
"Mo Qihan! You know my conditions very well. I only give you one hour. If I can't see people, you know what the consequences will be!" Mo Qiming shouted out, with a face hanging in the sun. A playful smile.
Mo Qihan's eyes immediately congested blood, a long sword was pointed, and pointed to the opposite side, "Mo Qiming, you kill my eldest brother, today I will fight you for life and death! Father, queen and mother are all here, even if we all die here, we are a family. Reunion! Ling Xueman is already pregnant with my flesh and blood. It is absolutely impossible for me to give her to you, and your family is now in my hands. If I can’t go back alive, the three palaces will have two hundred and eighteen mouths. All will be buried for me! Your father's mausoleum palace, I also buried explosives, you are ruthless, I will be more ruthless than you! With a loud noise, there will be no bones!"
As soon as he said this, Mo Qiming's figure was shocked, and he gritted his teeth out of control, staring at Mo Qihan, without speaking for a long time.
Both Mo Yuming and Liang Qingcheng's mouths were blocked, they were speechless, and they twisted their heads eagerly, in pain.
"Mo Qiming, if you can let your father and queen mother go, I will take a step back and keep your bloodline, how about?" Mo Qihan threw out the conditions and said with a cold smile: "If you insist on going on, you will only lose both! The most important thing is that Manman doesn't love you, what use do you want her to do?"
"Hahaha! Whether she loves me or not has nothing to do with you! Mo Qihan, no matter what you want, I still say that, I must see her today! Otherwise, I would rather die together!" Mo Qiming laughed wildly , There is almost hysterical despair and persistence in that laughter!
"Mo Qiming you--"
Mo Qihan was furious and wanted to speak again, but he heard shouts from the bottom of the mountain!
"Mo Qiming--"
"I'm coming--"
"Please let me go--"
The length is different, and they are all roaring. The familiar voice is the voice of Ling Xueman without any martial arts!
Mo Qihan's heart tensed, and he moved to stop him, but he was surrounded by the iron-blooded killer again!
Mo Qiming's face was filled with surprises, and Chao Mo Qing ordered: "Go and pick someone up!"
"Yes, master!"
Mo Qing arched his hand and left quickly.
Mo Qihan was furious. He had never played such a cruel hand. He used a set of Lishan swordsmanship one by one. His moves were fierce, and the swords attacked the enemy’s vital points. The swordsmanship was so fast. It made the opponent too late to resist, and there was no power to parry. Wherever the tip of the sword went, blood splattered and the blood-stained soft sword became sharper and sharper. The red body of the sword scared the one who was still resisting. The iron-blooded killer, after the last sword was used, no one stood on the court, and all of them fell to the ground. Among the mountains, the corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed into rivers...
Mo Qiming frowned, but still stood upright, with a smile of mockery on his lips.
Mo Qihan's bloodthirsty eyes swept toward Mo Qiming sharply, holding up his sword, "I will ask you again, why don't you let anyone go?"
"Hmph! It seems that you still don't understand me, but everything I decide will be extremely difficult to change unless the sky collapses!" Mo Qiming still smiled on her lips and hummed coldly.
"Okay! Then die together!"
Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows, smiled the same, and attacked Mo Qiming with his sword!
"kill!"
Mo Qiming didn't move, only spit out one word.
This word is spoken, but from nowhere, a batch of more iron-blooded killers, all black clothes, and the cold sword in their hands reflect a dazzling light in the sun--
Mo Qihan retreated quickly. The reason for his retreat was that at the same time the assassins were pouring out, the swords that had reached the throats of Mo Yuming and Liang Qingcheng got closer!
At the foot of the mountain, she saw a dark shadow flying down from the top of the mountain, and Grandma Meihua waved out her palm without thinking, protecting Ling Xueman under her arms!
Mo Qing's martial arts was not low, but it was dangerously avoided. His shoulders were still swept by the palm wind. He immediately lowered his left arm and staggered down slightly. After seeing that it was indeed Ling Xueman, he said, "Master, please! But! Only the Ling master is invited. If the others insist on keeping up, the Supreme Emperor will definitely be dead!"
"Fuck! In front of my mother-in-law Meihua, dare to be presumptuous!" There is no need to hide her identity now, she blurted out.
Mo Qing was startled, and looked up and down carefully at Granny Plum in surprise, thinking of the weird palm just now, he didn't even have room for parry...It was actually the most famous Granny Plum in the rivers and lakes!
Ling Xueman poked her head out of Granny Meihua's arms and said, "Mo Qing, where are you on the mountain?"
Mo Qing propped up his left shoulder with his right hand and insisted: "Master Ling, my master is dead. You are only allowed to go up the mountain. If you don't comply, even if Mo Qing is killed on the spot by Granny Plum, he will not take you up."
"it is good!"
Ling Xueman only agreed, but saw that Granny Meihua had already made a quick move. Before she could see clearly, Mo Qing had already vomited blood and fell to the ground!
"Mother-in-law, did you kill someone?" Ling Xue took a step back in shock, and Chuntang Qiuyue hurriedly took hold.
"These bad guys, if you don't kill him, he will kill you." Granny Meihua said, grabbing Ling Xueman's shoulder, and said to Chuntang Qiuyue: "You can't get up all at once, wait underneath, or contact me. Promise them, be careful."
"Yes!"
Grandma Meihua took Ling Xueman and jumped up in the air, standing on the top of the mountain and looking around. She quickly saw the stream of the canyon, and then fell gracefully from high above.
"mistress!"
Ling Xueman yelled, and rushed to Mo Qihan. Mo Qihan turned around and exclaimed: "Manman, don't run, there are rocks on the ground!"
"Oh." Ling Xue hurriedly stopped running, and walked past steadily.
Granny Meihua slowly followed, but her sharp eyes were staring at Mo Qiming, who was standing outside the wooden house opposite, and the empress dowager who was taken hostage.
"Concubine, you are injured? Why do you have so much blood on your body? There is also on your face, where are you hurt? Let me see!" Ling Xueman was surprised to see the blood stains all over Mo Qihan's body, speaking incoherently, and then glanced at her. The horror was the shout of "Ah!", "Dead! So many dead!"
"Manman, don't be nervous, I'm not injured, blood is a killer." Mo Qihan hurriedly grasped Ling Xueman's hand, comforted her, and couldn't help but blamed: "I told you not to come, why are you not obedient?"
"How can I not come? You lied to me when you said that life and death are inseparable!" Ling Xueman said angrily, holding Mo Qihan's hand tightly backhand, and then raising his eyes to look at Mo Qiming. Loudly said: "Three princes, I know! On the night of the Lantern Festival that year, I regarded you as a good friend. When my brother cared about you, you lied to me! You took me away, and you bullied me! I'm very angry with you. Now, let go of your father and queen, or I won't even care about you!"
Mo Qiming shouted back: "Manman, come here! I will let them go when you come! I say what I say!"
"Three princes, I told you, I only treat you as a friend, and you have seen it. I have always had a husband. Don’t like me, okay? If you let people go, the emperor won’t kill you, okay? "Ling Xueman shouted out of her own decision, she really didn't want to see Mo Qiming die, so...
"Haha! Impossible! Long, don't be too naive! Since I have come to this point, I have no plan to look back! I will ask you again, if you can't make it? If you can't make it, I will kill your mother first! "
Mo Qiming laughed wildly again, a dagger slipped from his sleeve, and in a blink of an eye, he aimed at Liang Qingcheng's heart, and at the same time, an arm was placed across her chest!
"Three princes! Don't kill the queen! I beg you, don't kill!" Ling Xueman suddenly panicked and waved his hand in anxious manner.
Mo Qihan’s eyes were spitting fire, and they met with Granny Plum’s eyes, but they did not dare to act rashly. You know, Mo Qiming's martial arts is not low, and they are far apart, and there are more than fifty people facing each other. The iron-blooded killers, as long as they move a little bit, and before they pass the killer, Mo Qiming can already kill the Empress Dowager at the same time!
"Long Man, I will count three times. If you still hesitate, I will do it!" Mo Qiming shouted, "One, two..."
"what--"
Ling Xueman's brain buzzed, unconsciously looking at Mo Qihan, his heart suddenly ached, his eyes were deep and sad, helpless and sad, in front of his lover and biological mother, he could not choose, and could not say a word. To stop or persuade her to pass.
This pain is like ten fingers connected to the heart, it hurts any one of them!
If Ling Xueman can't come, he will do everything, even if he dies to thank his parents, but Ling Xueman is here!
"three…"
Mo Qiming's last sound fell, but he had already slashed a knife suddenly, the speed was too fast to stop, and the iron-blooded killer was blocked in front of them, and even Granny Mei couldn't see where the knife was made!
Of course, only Liang Qingcheng's chest was red with blood. Mo Qiming had already put his arms behind him and looked at them coldly, "Long Man, this knife won't kill you, but too much blood loss will also cause death! You can hesitate. , But the next knife was to pierce the heart directly!"
"No! No! Queen Mother--"
Ling Xueman burst into tears, she burst into tears, shouted sternly, and knelt to the ground.
Mo Qihan's body was stiff, staring at his mother's empress, his thin lips trembling, but he couldn't make a sound.
Suddenly, Ling Xueman got up, that cry turned into laughter!
"Hahaha--"
This laugh is almost crazy, laughing up to the sky!
Step by step, step by step toward the stream of water--
"Long Man! Don't! Don't go! Mother queen--"
Mo Qihan suddenly roared frantically, and was about to kill him as soon as he rushed. Granny Meihua hurriedly grabbed him and said anxiously: "Come on, kid cold! Watch the changes! There should be nothing wrong with Long Man!"
"Madam, what should I do? Mo Qiming is a lunatic, he would dare to kill anyone! What to do!" Mo Qihan whispered and watched Ling Xueman's back further and further away. For the first time in the world, he felt powerless. , And helpless!
On the stream, there is a stone road. Ling Xueman walked over carefully while holding the skirt, looking at Mo Qiming, smiling lightly, and then approached step by step until he stood in front of him, raised his face, gently "I'm here, are you satisfied?"
"Manman, are you pregnant?" Mo Qiming asked with a smile, his gaze slowly moved from Ling Xueman's face, fixed on his abdomen, his eyes lonely and lonely.
Ling Xueman took a deep breath, and instinctively took a step back, pressing his hands on his stomach, staring at Mo Qiming vigilantly, and said, "What's up with you? You want to kill, even if I kill it together!"
"Haha, come here!" Mo Qiming suddenly smiled softly, his voice was soft and watery, and his eyes were also affectionate.
"What are you doing? You, you can't hurt my child!" Ling Xueman became nervous, and such tender Mo Qiming made her feel terrified.
Mo Qiming's lips smiled deeply, "If you can't come, I can't guarantee it."
"you!"
Ling Xueman jumped out with a single word, but didn't know what to say. He glanced at Mo Yuming and Liang Qingcheng, and then saw the large blood stains on Liang Qingcheng's chest. Thinking of the words of excessive blood loss, he hurriedly walked over, but was single-handed. Mo Qiming, who was in front of him, clung to him abruptly.
"You, you let me go!" Ling Xueman was shocked and couldn't help struggling.
"Long Man!"
Mo Qihan also shouted anxiously, "Mo Qiming, what is the point of forcing a woman who doesn't love you? Do you want to hurt her sincerely treating you?"
Mo Qiming's hand gradually slipped, covering Ling Xueman's stomach, and then chuckled casually, "What you said is right, it's really meaningless, but what she is carrying is your flesh and blood, so it's very interesting! "
"No!"
Mo Qihan screamed bitterly, "Mo Qiming, I, please! Please let them go! Take my country and mountains with you!"
"This beautiful river and mountains, tomorrow, I don't want anything, you know what I want, she is the only one!" Mo Qiming smiled coldly, and slowly lifted his arms around Ling Xueman's chest. And the palms covering her belly gently stroked, the smile on her lips is so unreal, "Manman, if you are pregnant with my child, how good... If the man you love is me, then more it is good…"
Ling Xueman didn't dare to move. She stared at Mo Qiming's face blankly, for fear that he would press his hand slightly and pat it with a palm... and she didn't dare to say a word that would stimulate him...
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood came into his nose, Ling Xueman's instinctive eyes moved downward, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the blood red on Mo Qiming's arm, almost soaking the entire arm...
"This is..." Ling Xue opened her lips, but her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.
Mo Qiming replied lightly, and said without caring: "It was the blood of your mother's queen who accidentally got it on."
"Mother Queen!" Ling Xueman's nose was sour, and tears fell again, "Mo Qiming, don't you be so cruel, okay? What are you going to do!"
Mo Qiming smiled, "I want you to... kiss me."
"Uh...how can this work?" Ling Xueman blushed with crying, and whispered his lips: "Don't ask too much, I have a husband!"
"So what? I want you to kiss me." Mo Qiming's lips curled up, his eyes faintly proud, he squinted at Mo Qihan, and said lazily: "I just want Mo Qihan Watching it with my own eyes, besides, your lips, I haven't kissed yet!"
Ling Xue gritted his teeth angrily, "You--"
And Mo Qihan suddenly remembered what was pressing on his heart, his eyes sprayed with raging anger, and he rose with a sword!
"Cold boy!"
Granny Meihua yelled and hurriedly joined the battle. The two of them dealt with the fifty iron-blooded killers. The battle became more and more intense. The Wuji and others could not wait for the signal flares to be sent, and more than 20 shadows broke through the air!
Ling Xueman was paralyzed with fright, his legs became soft, and he was almost paralyzed in Mo Qiming's arms. Mo Qiming watched the fight, but was not nervous, lowered his head and smiled, and pressed Ling Xueman's lips along the way!
The smell of blood in her nose became heavier and heavier. Mo Qiming kissed her, but she felt that his breathing was a little wrong. However, when she resisted a little bit, the hand he put on her stomach increased, and she was frightened. She didn't dare to move anymore, letting him lick her lips gently and softly, but gritted her teeth and refused to let his tongue invade.
Suddenly, she suddenly remembered the dagger hidden in her sleeve!
With his right wrist trembling slightly, Ling Xueman grasped the handle of the dagger, and quietly pressed against Mo Qiming's abdomen, tilted his head, and left his lips, pretending to be fierce: "Don't move! Move again, I will kill him. you!"
Mo Qiming slowly lowered his head and looked at the dagger. Not only was he not surprised, but amusedly raised a big smile, teasing: "Manman, are you murdering? With shaking hands like this, can you hold the knife? "
"You... don't underestimate me, I killed people, really... you let us go quickly, otherwise, or I really stabbed it down!" Ling Xueman stumbled and said, but the right hand holding the knife shook even more. Great, she just wanted to scare him.
"Ha ha!"
Mo Qiming laughed deeper, his face gradually pale, Ling Xueman looked up at him strangely, but at this moment, he was lifted by his palm covering her stomach and flipped casually, the dagger came into his hand, and then Raising his hand casually, the dagger was inserted into the crack in the stone.
Ling Xueman was shocked, looking at the empty palms, "Wow!" he burst into tears!
"Why are you crying? Cry, did you not kill me?" Mo Qiming frowned slightly, and looked at the black-clad man aside, "Bring the sword!"
The black man took the sword against Liang Qingcheng and offered it with both hands.
Mo Qiming put the hilt of the sword into Ling Xueman's hands, and smiled softly: "Manman, the dagger is too short, you can't use it, use the sword, it feels good, the sound of piercing the body is very shocking!"
"You...you are crazy...I, I didn't want to really kill you, I, I just wanted to force you to let us go..." Ling Xueman was dumbfounded, staring at the sword in his hand blankly, at a loss.
The fighting has gradually ceased, with the participation of Wuji and others, more corpses on the ground are spreading across the field, and the iron-blooded killer has only a few people left who have retreated to Mo Qiming's side, with the sword in his hand, ready to protect Mo Qiming.
Mo Qihan approached, looked at the scene in front of him, glanced at Liang Qingcheng's chest, then fixed his gaze on Mo Qiming's bleeding arm, frowned deeply, did he scratch himself