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335. The child was saved?

"Yan'er, where are you?"

Running towards the place where Mo Yuzhuang left, Chu Qianfeng ran for almost half an hour until he reached the top of the mountain road. There was no way to retreat. From a distance, Chu Qianfeng saw the stalemate at the top of the mountain.

The three men hid in the bushes on the roadside, put away all their strength, and quietly walked towards the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, Shao Mingjun was holding a spiritual sword in his hand. The hostage held by the spiritual sword was replaced by Ran Qingchen. Leng Yuhan was held in Mo Yuzhuang's arms, blocking Shao Mingjun's way. Both sides

Insisting.

"Shao Mingjun, return Ran Qingchen to me, and I will let you live!"

There is a cliff behind, and Shao Mingjun will not choose. In front of him, he and Mo Yuzhuang are blocking him. Leng Yuhan is not afraid that Shao Mingjun will not give up. He has plenty of time.[

"Shi Hanyan, are you really a fool? Let Ran Qingchen go? Let him live a long life with you? This will not be what you want! Qingchen is a member of my Shao family in life, and he must be a member of my Shao family in death.

I am the ghost of the Shao family! As for the thing in his belly, I will never leave such a scoundrel!"

The spiritual knife was raised and quickly pierced Ran Qingchen's lower abdomen. In Shao Mingjun's eyes, there was only jealousy and hatred.

"don't want!"

"don't want!"

Ran Qingchen was controlled by Shao Mingjun and couldn't move. He was so frightened that he couldn't stand still. Leng Yuhan rushed forward, grabbed the blade of Shao Mingjun's spiritual knife, and blocked it in front of Ran Qingchen.

With his ten fingertips, he cut open the bright red flesh, skin, and bones, revealing his white knuckles. Leng Yuhan trembled all over, holding the spirit knife and refusing to relax.

"Shi Hanyan, let go!"

Obviously, he did not expect that Leng Yuhan would rush forward without fear of death. He grabbed the blade with his hand. Shao Mingjun pushed his knee into Leng Yuhan's chest. The internal force penetrated into his body. Leng Yuhan's body softened and blood poured into his body.

Leng Yuhan's chest wound spurted out.

"Yan'er!"

Leng Yuhan's loss of sanity left Mo Yuzhuang helpless. On the battlefield of psychological warfare, Leng Yuhan had already lost before he even started.

"Mo Yuzhuang, don't move forward. Otherwise, I will jump down with them both."

Grabbing Leng Yuhan's hair and throwing it to the ground, Shao Mingjun stepped on the wound on Leng Yuhan's back and threatened.

Shao Mingjun was never soft-hearted towards women, and his desire for Leng Yuhan, which evaporated like dew, only burned for a moment.

"Shao Mingjun, I will let you go, but don't hurt Qingchen and the child!"

A large amount of blood gushed out from the clothes on his back. Leng Yuhan was stepped on by Shao Mingjun, causing pain and almost fainting.

"Shao Mingjun, I'll go with you. You can do whatever you want. Please, let go of Yan'er. Let her go!"

Trying hard to open the sealed acupuncture points in her body, Ran Qingchen could no longer look at Leng Yuhan's wounds. She raised her head, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

"Ha! Ran Qingchen, I will tell you that people who betray me are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

The only person who is qualified to talk now is the man standing in front, blocking his way, Mo Yuzhuang. From his body, Shao Mingjun can feel a powerful and suppressed anger.[

"Tell me the conditions!"

With his icy eyes filled with cold blood and a boundless mist of blood, Mo Yuzhuang stood in the middle of the mountain road, glancing at the looming figure on the side of the road.

"You cut off your own arm! I will give the woman back to you!"

"What did you say?"

The feathery eyelashes fluttered like a screen fan, and the bright red beauty burned enchantingly in the cold eyes. Mo Yuzhuang's whole body emitted a faint fire, and the pressure was born in the city. It was as clear as the vastness, and the beauty was cold.

"Mo Yuzhuang, no!"

The airway in the body rushed to open the Feng point, and Ran Qingchen pinched a thorn between her fingers under her sleeve, feeling a slight pain in her lower abdomen. The secret method of piercing the acupuncture point, used once, destroyed a layer of internal energy. Huang'er, can you bear it?

?

"Shao Mingjun, are you sure you only need to break one of my arms?"

After receiving Ran Qingchen's message, Mo Yuzhuang looked at Shao Mingjun, now, to attract his attention?

"What do you mean?"

"No need to break another arm? Or remove another leg or something?"

"Um?"

Shao Mingjun paused, suspecting that he heard wrongly. Could it be that the man who was with Shi Hanyan was either a fool or a lunatic?

"Mo Yuzhuang!"

Shao Mingjun's mind wandered, and Ran Qingchen saw the right opportunity, leaned forward, grabbed Shao Mingjun's wrist holding the spirit knife, knocked it away neatly, and drove the thorn hard into the center of Shao Mingjun's wrist.

When Ran Qingchen was entangled with Shao Mingjun, Mo Yuzhuang flew forward and rescued Leng Yuhan who was stepped on by Shao Mingjun.

"You! Use the hidden method of stabbing me to hurt me?"

The thorns in his wrists extended along the blood path to the internal organs. Shao Mingjun let go of Ran Qingchen, unable to believe it.

"Yes, sorry!"

The concussive pain came from the life in her belly. Ran Qingchen couldn't move away, so she fell to the ground, covering her lower abdomen, biting the corners of her lips, and endured the pain.

"Ben is going to kill you!"

The tendons and veins were already messed up. Shao Mingjun hit Ran Qingchen in the lower abdomen with his palm. If he died, he would have to be buried with him.[

"No, Mingjun!"

Putting her hands in front of her body, Ran Qingchen closed her eyes tightly, not daring to see what was going to happen next.

"Yuzhuang, save, save him!"

Seeing Shao Mingjun's palm hitting the child in Ran Qingchen's belly, Leng Yuhan's eyes darkened, he couldn't bear it mentally, and fainted in Mo Yuzhuang's arms.

The figure hidden in the darkness blocked Shao Mingjun's palm strike at Ran Qingchen with one stroke. Chu Qianfeng pulled Ran Qingchen up to protect him behind him, blocking the disaster for Ran Qingchen.

"Chu, Chu Qianfeng?"
Chapter completed!
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