"Believe? Can I still believe you? I don't know what you said is true!" With tears in Ling Xueman's tears, Mo Qihan was passively held by Mo Qihan's side, making a dumb voice, but it was not like just now. Questioning tone.
Mo Qihan did not turn his head, still staring at Mo Qiming, his eyes were torch, he heard Ling Xueman's sad words, frowned lightly, and whispered: "I'm sorry for Manman, don't cry, now the enemy is now, after I go back, I will let you down. it is good?"
"Go back?" Ling Xueman was startled, and dropped her eyes, is she going back? How to face him after going back
Mo Qihan didn't know Ling Xueman's inner thoughts at the moment. He only patted her on the shoulder when she was angry. He patted her on the shoulder and calmly said: "Manman, trust me, don't think about it, first solve the matter at hand. Say it again."
As he was talking, I saw the old man of Tianji withdraw and came back. Seeing that Ling Xue was unscathed, he blurted out with a joyful smile: "Haha, Han...no, Xueman girl, how did I just cooperate with this kid in your family? Isn’t it amazing? The tacit understanding between our master and apprentice is not covered up, you know what it means with just one look!"
He almost said that he missed his mouth again. The old man Tianji smacked his lips and looked at Mo Qihan very embarrassedly. Mo Qihan cast a helpless look, still focusing his energy on Mo Qiming.
Ling Xueman only thought that this old man was like an old naughty boy, and he didn't take it seriously. Hearing this, he reluctantly smiled, "Grandpa, thank you for saving me."
"Hey, girl Xueman, if you want to thank me, don't get angry with this kid, or grandpa won't have a good life!" The old man Tianji said with a pitiful look.
Ling Xueman didn't care about teasing. Although he was sad, he couldn't help but smile. He glanced at Mo Qihan, then turned his face unconsciously and bit his lip.
The old man Tianji didn’t even know that Ling Xueman was not angry, but that she was upset about her loss. Seeing that she was upset again, he sighed sadly, "Manman girl, the old man doesn’t want you to thank you, as long as you have a good relationship with your apprentice and make him happy. Better than anything!"
Who knows, this not only didn't make Ling Xueman smile, but it made her even more sad, and tears filled her eyes immediately, and she bit her lip so hard that she didn't make herself cry.
At this moment, the battle situation has become more and more fierce. The iron-blooded killers are constantly falling, but there are also new ones. The airtight protection of Mo Qiming. Although Shadow is a well-trained master, the number of opponents There are so many that they can't get in at all. Looking at the previous situation, Mo Qiming's men don't know how many iron-blooded assassins, far beyond the fifty people Wuhen predicted.
Mo Qihan's handsome eyebrows frowned and tightened, and his hazy eyes stared at Mo Qiming from a distance. Because they knew too much, they almost put the hilt on their waist at the same time!
"Master, Manman is handed over to you, she is not allowed to speak!"
As soon as Mo Qi's cold and harsh words fell, he suddenly let go of Ling Xueman, with a point to his toe, and he rose in the air, simultaneously withdrew the soft sword from his waist, and went straight to Mo Qiming!
Mo Qiming attacked with the sword one step faster than Mo Qihan. The two swords collided in mid-air, making a crisp crashing sound, and then his body leaped away at the same time. At a distance of two feet, he lifted the sword and stood. Facing each other, they are as cold as ice, and are full of killing intent!
With his thin lips moving, Mo Qiming said coldly, "It seems that Sangfeng has failed!"
"A little Miao Jiang girl, dare to go deep into the tiger's den? You are really full of talents!" Mo Qihan sneered and laughed. Under the night, the pair of star eyes was extremely evil and arrogant.
"You really are not dead!" Mo Qiming squeezed the hilt of the right hand for a moment, staring at Mo Qihan, wishing to pierce his heart with a sword!
Hearing this, Mo Qi smiled and curled his lips, "My son has always been alive! Haven't you been looking for my son's whereabouts for the past few years?"
"You are--" Mo Qiming shook, his thoughts flew around. In the past few years, someone has sneaked into the Three Kings Mansion to spy, including after he entered the palace tonight--
"Shuangmu can't make a forest, two trees have become empty again, once a three-life stone, and the moon's shadow is thin!" Mo Qihan vomited slowly, his lips smiled endlessly.
Hearing this, Mo Qiming's heart suddenly became confused, staring at Mo Qihan, his eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't see each other's eyes so clearly through the darkness, but his body was too old and his voice was too big. You can change your voice just like him, but the fourth oldest martial arts are mediocre, and he can't walk under his sword ten strokes at all. The man in front of him, the maneuver in midair, and the sword aura urged by his vigorous internal force is definitely not the fourth one. all!
And these four sentences are the notes left by the person who once sneaked into the Three Kings Mansion to spy! For this reason, he made various investigations, but it was always fruitless. He did not expect that he was the person who had liaison with Ling Xueman!
On the other side, the old man Tianji was almost out of breath, pressing his mouth with his hands, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This kid is a good method! High! It's really high!"
Ling Xueman heard it strangely, pulling the arm of the old man Tianji, and quietly asked: "Grandpa, what is your concubine talking about? What does that mean? Are you telling the bad guy who he is?"
"Ahem, Longman girl, this, grandpa can't say this, if you say, your sister will--" The old man Tianji put his hand on his neck and made an exaggerated "click" action, "It will be like this grandpa's. ."
"Ah? You are his master? He actually..." Ling Xueman shuddered.
"Uh, girl, I'm exaggerating a bit, but that kid is not allowed to say, I really dare not say." The old man Tianji curled his lips helplessly.
Ling Xue stomped angrily, and complained in anger, "You can talk to others, but you can't talk to me, let's not talk about it!"
Annoyed to anger, but she still looked at the two of the pair of Jue nervously, for fear that a mistake would cause Mo Qihan to be injured.
Looking at Mo Qiming's hesitation, Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows triumphantly. He wanted to disrupt his speculation and make him hesitate!
Mo Qihan's eyes flashed, Mo Qihan attacked the first sword, the tip of the sword pointed Mo Qiming's chest straight, Mo Qiming's reaction was extremely quick to return to his senses, he leaped in the air, and then hung upside down, the sword stabbed, Mo Qi Han smiled, and a set of unique swordsmanship unfolded, and saw that his figure was getting faster and faster, the sword in his hand was killing his soul, and the tricks were extremely spicy, reaching Mo Qiming's death hole!
But Mo Qiming was not a general, all of a sudden, flying sand and rocks, wind stubborn leaves, in the large open space, only two shadows can be seen intertwined, unable to distinguish who is who.
Both the Shadow and the Iron-Blooded Killer were eager to protect the lord, and at this moment they stopped fighting together, watching their master in the fierce battle intently, ready to help at any time.
Of course, Mo Qihan deliberately sold a flaw to Mo Qiming after using ten swords in a row. Mo Qiming became more and more frightened. He is considered to be the strongest person in martial arts among the royal family, but he has never encountered it. Such a strong enemy, if you continue to fight it, you will at most lose both sides, and as long as the person is not the fourth child, it will be useless to kill him, so--
Therefore, when Mo Qiming revealed his flaws, Mo Qiming also made a false move. The sword shook, and his body hurriedly backed away. He shouted "Mo Qing!", Mo Qing had understood it, and threw it away in his hand. A smoke bomb came out, and the air was filled with white all at once, making people unable to see anything clearly.
The shadows did not move, because their master did not move, but only shouted, "Master, take care of Manman!"
Ling Xueman didn't understand what was going on, and frightened the old man Tianji's arm tightly, desperately opening his eyes to search for Mo Qihan, for fear that something might happen to him.
And when the white mist slowly dissipated and returned to the night, under the locust tree, apart from the shadow, Mo Qiming and the iron-blooded killers were empty!
Wuji shouted anxiously, "Master, the enemy is gone!"
"I know!" Mo Qihan was not surprised. He was going to let Mo Qiming go like this. It is not the time to kill them. A current prince, or a powerful prince in his hands, died for no reason. Outside the city, that would cause chaos in the world!
"Count the number of people, immediately withdraw all the injured, and clean up the rest of the scene!" Mo Qihan simply commanded, and he used his eyes to indicate who is responsible for what the three of Wuji is responsible for, for fear of being called by Ling Xueman.
The three people followed Mo Qihan for many years, naturally tacitly tacitly aware, and Wuhen Wujie didn't even dare to make a single sound.
Mo Qihan turned around, Ling Xueman saw that he was okay, slightly relieved, smiled softly, no more words.
"Master, get on the horse!"
"Ok."
On the way back, Ling Xueman was hugged and sat in front of the horse. Mo Qihan wrapped her waist with one hand and controlled the rein with the other. The speed was not fast. For fear of her being cold, he took off his blouse and wrapped her again. Let her back to his chest, riding the night wind, whispering in her ear: "Long Man, someone pretending to be you has been taken down by me. After you go back, you will treat it like something It hasn’t happened, keep sleeping in bed, you know?"
"What are you talking about? Pretending to be me? Is she sleeping in my bed? Didn't my maid recognize me?" Ling Xueman was shocked.
"Well, so, only if I found out, I'll come to rescue you. The Four Kings Mansion is still peaceful now, and no one knows how you were robbed."
When Ling Xueman heard this, she became anxious, "Wh, what? Did you come to me to find out? How did you find that the person is not mine? Did you kiss her, kiss her, hug her, take off, take off Her clothes?"
"Hehe!" Mo Qihan laughed lowly, and then he slid into his hands, adhering to the look of don't see or listen to evil, so he moved closer to Ling Xueman's face and lowered his voice: "No, not at all, don't you believe in your husband's ability? How can I not even recognize my comic?"
"Really?" Ling Xueman turned his face and met Mo Qihan's smiling eyes.
"Really." Mo Qihan nodded.
When Ling Xueman let go of her heart, she became extremely uneasy. She turned her face back subconsciously, staring at the front in a daze, and clearly felt the tingling pain of the cold wind blowing across her face, just like her heart at this moment, like the sky, that's it. It collapsed, leaving only despair.