Licking Coquettish's red lips, Mu Qingge's eyes had a trace of bloodlust.
"Little Sir." Mo Yang came to Mu Qingge and asked for instructions.
Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow: "Go in."
Even though he knew it was a trap, he jumped in anyway.
If it weren't for the Long Ya Guard's absolute obedience and trust in Mu Qingge, some people might have backed down at this moment.
The Yanma, carrying the unique aura of spiritual beasts, carried its master and slowly walked into the broken palace gate. In the square, it seemed that only the sound of Yanma's breathing and the sound of hoofbeats were lingering around.
The Dragon Tooth Guards were silent and cold, seemingly unfocused, but in fact they were paying attention to every move around them.
Red robe and mysterious armor, black cloud-like cloak hanging down. The breathing of five hundred people is at the same frequency. The distance between them is almost the same.
They followed Mu Qingge, who was dressed in red robes and silver armor. Their eyes were as sharp as an eagle and filled with murderous intent, almost covering up the murderous aura that filled the air.
Every step they took was extremely slow, as if on purpose.
And those who were waiting secretly felt that their days were like years, and the long wait made their hands holding weapons tremble slightly.
"No! Don't come in! Leave quickly!"
Suddenly, an urgent voice cut through the night sky, breaking the eerie tranquility in the palace gate.
Mu Qingge frowned and looked in the direction of the corridor.
A man in a black cloak was rushing out in her direction, with urgent words in his mouth, as if he was warning her.
In just an instant, the man rushed out of the corridor and entered the square like a butterfly in the night. The distance between him and Mu Qingge seemed to be very close, but in fact, he was separated by a square.
In a daze, Mu Qingge seemed to see a happy and eager smile under the cloak.
Suddenly!
A green-in-blue arrow made a sharp scream, penetrated the space, and aimed fiercely at the man's vest.
The dazzling light is particularly obvious in the night.
Mu Qingge, who was sitting lazily on Hei Yan's back, suddenly sat upright, flew off the horse without any hesitation, and rushed towards the man.
However, in the end, she was still a step too late.
The moment she jumped up, the sharp arrow tip penetrated the man's body and fell to the ground in front of him with blood drops.
The sudden change caused the man to still keep running. The black cloak slipped silently, revealing her true appearance—
"Lian Lian!" Emotions such as surprise and shock suddenly grabbed hold of Mu Qingge's heart. Her pupils shrank suddenly and she suddenly appeared in front of Qin Yi Lian, catching her body as she jumped forward.
"How could it be you?" Mu Qingge held Qin Yilian in his arms, with a trace of panic in his eyes besides disbelief.
Everything happened too fast.
From the time she entered the palace gate to Qin Yilian's appearance, it only took a few seconds.
In fact, her appearance caused the accident to happen before he could even react.
She never expected that the person who reminded her was actually Princess Yonghuan Qin Yilian, that girl who was as pure as water and as clean as paper in her heart.
A girl she didn't want to destroy or hurt.
But this girl was lying in her arms with weak breath at this moment.
"Little brother, it's great that you're okay." Blood spilled from the corner of Qin Yilian's mouth, and the blood hole on her chest that was as big as a bowl had already stained her palace dress red.
However, she didn't seem to feel it at all, she just looked at Mu Qingge's face and smiled with relief.
(End of chapter)