"After the break? Ah! Got it."

Awakened by Mo Yuzhuang's words, Leng Yuhan threw up the chair leg in his hand and hit the man in black behind him with all his strength.

It's just that Leng Yuhan's little strength in fists and legs is no threat to the man in black who walks on the blade every day.

With just one easy slash of the knife, half of the chair leg in Leng Yuhan's hand was missing. Leng Yuhan was so frightened that he let go of his little hand, and the remaining half of the chair leg hugged the earth so easily.

"Your Majesty, it's true

With a word of surprise, Mo Yu was speechless. After a while, he decided to give up Leng Yuhan.

Instead of asking her to help him break up his wife, he might as well be more careful.

At least he could guarantee that the three of them would leave alive.

If it didn't work, he had no choice but to reveal his identity and call out the Shadow Guard.

With the flash of swords and shadows, countless people were killed and wounded; with broken arms and broken arms, rivers of blood flowed.

A large number of men in black joined the battle one after another. One group died, and another group came to meet them. They came one after another, one after another, and formed a thick wall of corpses in front of the bloody sword tip of Mo Yuzhuang.

"If you want to take Huang Feng, you must eliminate the nine kings! Kill them!"

Someone among the men in black shouted the above sentence.

Immediately afterwards, the men in black swarmed up like crazy, all pointing their swords at Leng Yuhan, stabbing fiercely with the potential to kill him. The frightened Leng Yuhan hurriedly dodged, his body dripping with sweat.

"If you want to capture Huangfeng, you must eliminate the Nine Kings?"

The country of Huangfeng is safe and secure because of the army of Phoenix girls of Nine Kings Shi Hanyan. As long as the leader is missing, Huangfeng will be in chaos.

It seems that the purpose of the three countries' trip is the same, that is, to save Shi Hanyan's life! Otherwise, how could they reach an agreement to join forces to kill him and Shi Hanyan together?

Mo Yuzhuang sneered secretly in her heart, "cats and tigers are plotting together, and wolves are colluding with each other!"

It seems that this time there is a lot of misfortune. I don’t want to live and die with Shi Hanyan anymore?

"Yan'er, are you afraid?"

No longer calling Leng Yuhan "Prince" in a rude way, but calling Leng Yuhan by his nickname with great affection. Mo Yuzhuang withdrew the soft sword that had stabbed the man in black in front of her and raised her eyebrows.

"Afraid."

Leng Yuhan shrank back into Mo Yuzhuang's back tremblingly, causing Mo Yuzhuang to twitch the corners of her lips helplessly.

"If you are afraid, then close your eyes. Language and makeup will make time stand still."[

The white gauze appeared in front of Leng Yuhan's eyes, covering Leng Yuhan's eyes that were trembling with blood. Mo Yuzhuang's lips, which were red from fighting, kissed Leng Yuhan's cold, bloodless lips under the white gauze.

The gentle kiss, with Mo Yuzhuang's delicious body fragrance, lasted only a second, and then he hurried away.

Then, Leng Yuhan's ears heard the miserable screams of pain and the 'click' sound of bones being forcibly cut off.

"Yuzhuang?"

Feeling inexplicably calm in her heart, Leng Yuhan murmured Mo Yuzhuang's name.

It turns out that in the Meteor Garden dream I had when I was a child, Mo Yuzhuang was the one who could make me feel safe and secure!

A war without gunpowder is always made of blood and tears.

When an hour passed peacefully, Leng Yuhan escaped the most bloody scene in her life in the world that Mo Yuzhuang covered her with white gauze.

When the strong body around you starts to become soft, when the smell of blood in the air becomes thicker.

When a drop of liquid, whether it was blood or sweat, fell into the palm of his hand, and when a man's slightly sarcastic words flew into his ears, Leng Yuhan could no longer calm down.

"Can't you see that Mr. Huang's husband is quite capable of fighting?"

With a wave of his hand, all the men in black stopped their original offensive movements.

A man in a black robe appeared at the door of the small courtyard, walked to a place two meters away from Mo Yuzhuang, and stopped.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Piaowu, who has always been ignorant of worldly affairs, would have the elegance to watch fierce beasts fighting?"

Fierce beast fighting is a kind of reward among the nobles of Longliang Kingdom, which is to put people among the ferocious beasts and then watch the fight between the people and the ferocious beasts.

As soon as Mo Yuzhuang said this, he was obviously comparing himself to a human being and the men in black to beasts.

While scolding others, express your own situation clearly.

And Mr. Piaowu is the nickname of the fourth prince of Longliang, Ran Qingchen.

As both the top performers of Yawu, Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen are naturally old acquaintances.

"With Master Piao Mei, the master of Mei Wu, performing in person, how can Piao Wu be alone?"

People in the world call Ran Qingchen Piao Dan because of her graceful and graceful dancing, ethereal and intoxicating jade; people in the world call Mo Yu Zhuang Piao Charming because Mo Yuzhuang's dance not only sinks her waist and panties, but also makes the wild geese fly. Because the moyu makeup is slowly thrown on the light sleeves, and the silky dance contains a somewhat charming flavor.

Meeting on a narrow road, Ran Qingchen looked past Mo Yuzhuang's body to the blindfolded woman hiding behind him, and smiled lightly.[

"Haha, Piaomei got into it because of the situation. It was not Piaomei who was willing to do it. It's not like Mr. Piaowu, who had nothing to do, but insisted on joining in to mix up one and a half moves. It's really enviable. Piao Mei admires Mr. Piao Wu for his gentle good temperament."

A double entendre, a little friendship between colleagues.

Mo Yuzhuang did not tell the story of Ran Qingchen and the other two countries joining forces to deal with Huang Feng so clearly.

But smart people's IQs usually have the ability to draw inferences from one example to other cases. Of course, Ran Qingchen could understand the meaning of Mo Yuzhuang's words.

"Haha. Piao Wu is the one who is fascinated. How can you relax and enjoy the charm?"

Ha! You’re already hurt like this, and you’re still so arrogant?

If he were not an enemy, in the bottom of his heart, Ran Qingchen would appreciate having such a companion who is famous throughout the country.

"The puzzle is determined by oneself, and only one person can solve it."

In a tit-for-tat exchange, Mo Yuzhuang answered lightly, secretly bickering with Ran Qingchen.

"Yuzhuang

The eyes under the white gauze opened slightly. Leng Yuhan pulled off the white gauze and looked at the resolute face of Ran Qingchen, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

Are Mo Yuzhuang and Ran Qingchen old enemies?

In his thoughts, he suddenly remembered that four years ago, wasn't it Longliang who was the first to raise troops to attack Huangfeng, but was blocked by Shi Hanyan from Luoshui River in a battle?

Now, four years have passed, why are the people of Longliang Kingdom still unchanged and their true nature hard to change?

The leaders of Xi Ling and Xuan Zhao didn't show up to stir things up, but Long Liang came out first to mess with the situation.

"According to Piaomei's words, it's Qingchen's, isn't it?"

Putting aside his personal relationship, Ran Qingchen mentioned his real name, implying that this was a dispute between countries.

"If Qingchen really thinks so, then Yuzhuang will be a little comforted."

When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, the earth will cover them up. No matter what you lose, you cannot lose your momentum!

Mo Yuzhuang raised her beautiful and luxurious eyes arrogantly, looking straight at Ran Qingchen intimidatingly like a child's fighting spirit.

"snort!"

A soft hum came out of her mouth. Ran Qingchen despised Mo Yuzhuang's existence.

What could obviously be solved in a quarter of an hour, was it because of Mo Yuzhuang that it took so long that he couldn't even make it to the old man's birthday party?

"Mo Yuzhuang, you are very good at fighting, aren't you? I will give you a chance today. If ten people cannot defeat you, I will use a hundred people; if a hundred people cannot defeat you, I will use one.

Thousands of people; if a thousand people still can't defeat you, then I, the prince, will rip off your head and give it to you as a gift!"

As vicious as a curse, Ran Qingchen took a step back, raised his robe sleeves, and the man in black rushed towards Mo Yuzhuang again like a messenger of midnight seduction.

"Yuzhuang, your hands?"

The men in black surrounded him again, and Leng Yuhan saw Mo Yuzhuang's right hand holding the hilt of the sword dripping with blood.

Under Mo Yuzhuang's body, hundreds of corpses of men in black were lying scattered.

The blood flowing from the corpse had already covered the soles of Mo Yuzhuang's shoes, and the warm blood was slowly climbing up the uppers.

"Small injury."

The body's limit was approaching, and Mo Yuzhuang did not want others to hear the code words, so she stepped up her attack on them.

Tightening the sheet wrapped around Luoyang, Mo Yuzhuang tried her best to concentrate on facing a new round of beast fighting.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the number of corpses under Mo Yuzhuang increased by ten.

There were also ten more men in black.

An hour passed, and the number of corpses under Mo Yuzhuang increased by fifty.

There were also fifty more men in black.

Two hours passed, and there were hundreds more corpses of men in black underneath Mo Yuzhuang.

The men in black suffered the loss of Mo Yuzhuang and lost the battle. They switched their offensive and defensive strategies. They stopped attacking at close range and only tightly surrounded Mo Yuzhuang and Leng Yuhan, trying to gradually narrow the scope of the encirclement.

"Yan'er, be careful."

Among the men in black, there are two more figures, one blue and one brown.

Although they were hiding behind the man in black and watching from a distance, they never participated in the battle.

His eyes passed over the two colored shadows behind the man in black, and Mo Yuzhuang recognized who those two people were at a glance.

Shao Shifan, deputy commander of the Shao family's 500,000 soft guard army in the west, and Shao Shifan, the third general of the Shao family? Xuan Zhao, the new military prime minister Xia Yuxuan, who leads the 200,000 royal family's wolf-breaking army?

It happened to be the age of young heroes who were in their prime and full of ambition.

It seems that all countries want a share of the feast of fish and meat.

Secretly analyzing the pros and cons of the current situation in her heart, Mo Yuzhuang was momentarily distracted when her arm was sliced ​​by a sword that sneaked up from behind and she was unable to dodge.

Suddenly, blood flowed down Mo Yuzhuang's wrist.

"Yuzhuang, are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't have the ability to protect you."

Seeing the bright red dripping from Mo Yuzhuang's hand, Leng Yuhan felt inexplicable pain in her heart.

It's like the kind of heartache I haven't seen for a long time, worrying about being deeply in love.

Why? Why exactly?

I try my best not to cause trouble, so why should I be treated like this?

Leng Yuhan's nerves, which had been suppressed all afternoon, finally lost control, and she couldn't help crying while holding Mo Yuzhuang's bleeding arm.

"Why do you want to kill me? Where did I offend you? Are you still not a man? You are a coward who bullies the minority. Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go! Even if I turn into a pig or a dog

He will not stop cursing you. Woo! Damn the man in black! Woo! Damn Long Liangguo! Woo! Damn Ran Qingchen! Ran Qingchen, you are a pig! You are just a pig.

A pig running in the fields! You are just a water-injected pig running in the fields infected with bird flu and mad cow disease! Ah! I will draw a circle and curse you! Curse you!!"

The woman was howling like a ghost, and the man in black who was carrying out a new round of attacks inadvertently stopped what he was doing, and stood there with a dull look on his face, dumbfounded.

All of them were undoubtedly thinking about the same question. Is the woman in front of them really the majestic and majestic Prince Huang Lian?

They were all puzzled. Isn't the gap between this rumor and reality too big?

Especially when they heard the last few insults about Ran Qingchen, everyone couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat worried about her on their foreheads!

Judging from what Prince Huang Huan scolds, he is of a good enough standard!

It made all of them fall into shame.

The people in black who were trying not to laugh gradually began to shake their shoulders with a strong rhythm, one two three four, two two three four, three two three four?

The woman was scolding their fourth prince Ran Qingchen, who was noble in status, elegant in manners, favored by His Majesty, and loved by the people!

Looking at the two figures, one blue and one brown, hiding in the dark, they fell to the ground laughing silently.

Hahaha!

If they had known that Ran Qingchen called them here to let them watch this scene, they would have called all the other people over.

Haha! The Queen of Huangfeng Kingdom is so funny!

Standing among the crowd in black, Ran Qingchen couldn't bear it any longer, and her deliberately modified face was now gloomy and a bit terrifying.

"Damn woman, do you have the guts to tell me this one more time?"

"Hahaha! Yan'er scolded well, scolded really well!"

If you don’t fight for steamed buns, why don’t you fight for breath!

If you can't beat others, you're not allowed to show off your power with words.

Mo Yuzhuang laughed wildly, showing the domineering power of the Lord.

It is indeed his good smoker!

"ah?"

She was stopped from crying by Mo Yuzhuang's laughter. Leng Yuhan looked at Mo Yuzhuang who was laughing wildly and passionately with a hoarse voice. Suddenly, he remembered a sentence he saw in a book a long time ago. That sentence was written in his mind.

It's very similar to what Leng Yuhan is feeling now.

"How can a painting stained with blood compare to a little cinnabar between your eyebrows? Even if it covers the world, it will never be more than a flourishing event."

Although there is no cinnabar between Mo Yuzhuang’s eyebrows;

Although, I did not cover the world for Mo Yu.

But Leng Yuhan still felt that this sentence was very suitable for the bloody man in front of him, who was covered in blood but full of ice muscles and jade bones like a cold plum, blooming proudly in the midst of danger.

"Haha. Yan'er, this is the most correct thing you have ever said."

That’s right!

Even if the country is stained with blood, it can't compare to Mo Yuzhuang's unique smile in his life. In an instant, the country and the city are captivated!

The brief interlude was like an echo in an empty valley, leaving a ripple in everyone's heart.

Mo Yuzhuang shook Leng Yuhan's hand. The silver sword in her hand was like a snake chasing a rabbit. Before the man in black could regain his senses, he swept across with one blade, killing him with every move.

Before the fallen man in black could even groan, he had already given up his life and died, and his soul had passed away to heaven.

By the time the men in black realized that Mo Yuzhuang had started to take action, there were already as many as thirty corpses of men in black lying at Mo Yuzhuang's feet.

Including the men in black who were injured and retreated from the battle, the number of people picked up by Mo Yuzhuang's sword in just two hours had reached over two hundred.

Mo Yuzhuang's physical strength was almost exhausted and she couldn't even stand firmly, so she could only lean on Leng Yuhan's shoulder.

"Long Liang Imperial Guard obeys the order and quickly takes the heads of the nine kings at any cost!"

His identity and dignity were insulted like never before, and Ran Qingchen issued an order with a cold expression.

How could that woman scold him?

Her eyes drifted towards the two trembling blue and brown figures standing behind the man in black. Ran Qingchen secretly thought in her heart, forget it, you guys will laugh to death.

"Hey, Prince Ran is cruel."

Is it a bit too cruel to send out the royal guards just for a woman?

The blue figure used his elbow to nudge the brown figure who was about to laugh out loud, and said happily.

"Haha. As for his father's Imperial Guard? He's not as powerful as the original Po Wolf Army. Not to mention he can't beat Xiao Zhuangzhuang's Shadow Guard."

The laughter gradually faded away, and the brown figure said the word "Little Zhuangzhuang" in an extremely friendly manner.

"That's right. Why doesn't Xiao Zhuangzhuang use his shadow guards?"

Why are you fighting so hard?

There are two more of them behind!

You should save some energy to deal with the two of them.

He didn't spare any energy for the two of them. He obviously looked down on them!

"Haha! Xiao Zhuangzhuang probably doesn't want to expose her identity in front of the Nine Kings. However, when the imperial guards come out, Xiao Zhuangzhuang's current physical strength may not be able to cope with it."

The words between the lines are full of the color of watching a play. The man in brown clothes jumped up to the roof of the small courtyard, patted the dust on his clothes, and said: "The field of view here is wider."

"Xia Xiang is quite good at choosing positions?"

After the figure who followed them stood firm, the two figures sat down one after another, and watched the drama that continued to unfold in the hospital comfortably together.

"Yan'er, be careful!"

Dragging Leng Yuhan to avoid the fierce silver sword of a man in black, Mo Yuzhuang's legs and feet gave way and she lost all her strength. She fell to her knees with a "plop" and a mouthful of blood spilled out of her throat and traced along the corners of her pale lips.

Down.

"Yuzhuang, I'm sorry! It's me, the king, and I can't protect you!"

Before his fingertips could block the blood that was still in Mo Yuzhuang's mouth, Leng Yuhan had already heard the muffled sound of the sword ninja piercing his body, and the sound of the sword's tip opening the flesh on his back.

That sound is very similar to the sound of barbecue that Leng Yuhan loves to eat in modern times!

For a second, Leng Yuhan thought like this.

"Yan'er! Yan'er!"

Mo Yuzhuang used her last strength to catch Leng Yuhan, who was falling to the ground, and put a palm on the shoulder of the man in black who attacked Leng Yuhan, sending the man in black flying two meters away.

"Yuzhuang, I'm sorry! It seems that I am going to take the first step. I am the one who has caused trouble for you. Hurry up and run away!"

Lying limply in Mo Yuzhuang's arms, Leng Yuhan felt that fate was really fair.

In that world, Mo Yuzhuang died in his arms. In this world, he was about to die in Mo Yuzhuang's arms. Cause and effect reincarnate and the world returns. When will it come to an end?

Mo Yuzhuang's sight had begun to blur, and Leng Yuhan felt a little unwilling in his heart.
Chapter completed!