Mu Youche vomited out a mouthful of blood. His internal energy was flowing, but it hurt like a knife.
If he hadn't been in a trance and had no interest in military affairs, this wouldn't be the case.
"Yue'er, is this what you want?" His heart ached so much that he almost used that sadness to relax his internal resistance and let those hidden weapons penetrate his heart and lungs.
Once and for all.
Wan Fang shouted in grief and anger, "Your Majesty, you can't..."
If the prince dies, the country of Xichang will be finished.
At this time, the guards surrounded him. Seeing this, Hei Wuxin drew another concealed weapon and shot down dozens of people in front of him. However, the soldiers behind were not afraid of death. Anyone who dared to hurt the general would be killed without mercy.
Over there, Mu Youche suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.
Wan Fang was so anxious that he had no choice but to abandon Hei Wuxin and float over to rescue the prince.
Hei Wuxin took advantage of the situation to escape and said loudly: "You two, let's meet again someday!"
Although the arrows were like rain, he was faster and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
Wan Fang immediately put people on tight guard. Unless he was a top expert like Hei Wuxin, he would not be able to touch the Chinese army's tent.
Although he and Mu Youche are both top masters, and Mu Youche has reached the highest level, the hidden weapon of Hei Wuxin is very difficult.
With powerful internal force, it can only be suppressed, but not eradicated, and those thorns are sealed into the left arm.
I saw little blood spots oozing out from the fair skin, slowly emerging, forming a strange pattern.
The pattern desperately wanted to drill into the heart veins, and Mu Youche's internal power suppressed them, but once they broke through the shoulder well, it would be hopeless.
With tears in his eyes, Wan Fang said, "Sir, I will go to the northwest right now to find the miraculous doctor with the tears of the king of hell, and ask him to heal you."
Mu Youche smiled faintly, "Don't be sad, life and death are determined by fate. Maybe... this is best."
If you die, you don't have to embarrass yourself anymore, and you don't have to be entangled so much anymore.
Since she didn't love him, he let her go.
Let her live a long life.
"Yue'er, you will be happy without me."
He felt a pain in his heart and felt the pain in his left arm suddenly increase.
Wan Fang was so frightened that he hurriedly suppressed him and begged: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself for the sake of the thousands of people and soldiers of Xichang Kingdom."
Mu Youche slowly closed his eyes, and that bright and slightly sarcastic smile appeared in his mind again.
Why, she could leave so decisively, but he couldn't even forget a little bit?
