Nighthawk pointed at him, his eyes wide open, looking at her in disbelief.
Mo Lanyue watched coldly, watching how she looked embarrassed and wanted to say no, but she spoke first.
"I have written a letter to ask for help from the two countries. If the palace is really captured by them, as long as you convince them not to kill me, we will be safe in the end. Of course, if you really hate me so much that you must see
If I die in front of you, you can also choose, stand by and watch, and then be counterattacked by the Zi Lei and Jinde Kingdoms. How to protect yourself at that time, you have to find a way."
Her calm and excessive analysis made Ye Ying's thought of refusal just now suppressed her heart. Ye Ying thought about it and thought, and felt that it was a very unfavorable thing for her to be an enemy of Mo Lanyue at this time.
Her life and death are directly related to whether they can continue their current wealthy life.
"Emperor, Your Majesty, Song Qinglong has already brought people into the palace. He is now heading to Caiyue Palace!"
Before Nighthawk could express his opinion, an imperial guard suddenly rushed in outside the house, who had suffered multiple knife wounds. He just shouted this to Mo Lanyue and fell to the ground and died of anger.
A chill surged in Mo Lanyue's heart. Her premonition was really correct. This time she was Song Qinglong's words. He could bring people into the palace so quickly, and there was no doubt that the city was close to him.
The 30,000 soldiers were probably his minions. They followed her orders before and were just to prepare for today.
Song Lin's death only took several days. Unexpectedly, Song Qinglong's thinking was so quick. He had already thought about how to avenge her in such a short time. His technique was quite clever.
"Since we've come to the door, we'll wait for him here."
Mo Lanyue aimed at Nighthawk beside her. She had captured her life now. If Nighthawk was cruel and did not care about her life or death, maybe... she would really die here?
She never thought she would die in the hands of a stranger.
"Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you at all."
Liu Jueming showed off his weapons, as if he was going to fight for her. Mo Lanyue looked at him contemptuously and snorted coldly, "Just rely on the prince, what can you protect me? Don't forget that you are just now.
He is an ordinary man with a little more strength. You may not be able to withstand General Song alone, let alone the large number of soldiers behind him."
At this time, shouting and killing seemed to be the stupidest way. She had such a tough temper and had to think about how to protect herself until the arrival of reinforcements.
Liu Jueming was choked by Mo Lanyue, but he didn't even say anything. He just put away the weapons in shame, sat aside and frowned, wondering what he was thinking.
After waiting for half an hour, Song Qinglong came late with his men. When he entered the house and saw that they were so together, Song Qinglong was obviously stunned.
"Your Majesty? You..."
Song Qinglong looked at the nighthawk sitting above, for a moment, forgot to change his words and still respectfully called her the emperor.
After Mo Lanyue heard this, Nighthawk's position in Song Qinglong's mind was indeed extraordinary. If Nighthawk spoke, she should be able to get rid of the bad luck.
"General Song, why did you have such a big formation? Even my bedroom is not at peace?"
Song Qinglong's initial shock had now come to his senses. Looking at the nighthawk in front of him, he no longer had the respect he had just given.
"I'm here to find that girl. I don't know why the emperor passed the throne to that girl from another country, but I should know at a young age that the emperor's entrusted to her is not human. The Caiying Kingdom is now only left.
This last piece of territory can still be retained, and I don’t want to even be swallowed up by that girl.”
Listening to Song Qinglong calling her girl, Mo Lanyue was really irritated. If she hadn't been caught in someone's hands now, she would have spoken out long ago.
"General Song wants this palace, no problem, but can you give me some face and give her a way out? Her life is related to the relationship between several countries. If she dies, General Song and this imperial city will really not be able to do so anymore
It's left."
The slow-talking Nighthawk was still holding her former emperor's airs, thinking that the old subordinate in front of her would obey her orders. Mo Lanyue had even seen the proud and proud look in her eyes.
Their hope was shattered at the same time.
"I respect you as a good emperor, but my loyalty no longer existed when my father died in the palace for no reason. Don't worry about this matter. I am not interested in your life and the prince, but this woman's life
, I'm going to make a decision."
Without a few words, the situation between the two sides was already extremely obvious. Nighthawk could not help her. Song Qinglong must take her head. Mo Lanyue secretly held the knife in her hand. In this situation where the enemy is numerous and we are few, she
It seems that there is only one chance. If it succeeds, she may have no worries. If it fails, she may really lose her life.
Mo Lanyue quietly approached Song Qinglong, and planned to attack him within half a meter from close to him. As the saying goes, capturing the king first, if you can capture Song Qinglong's life in your own hands, you don't have to worry about the number of soldiers.
Threatened.
"Want to attack me?"
When he was still one meter away, Song Qinglong suddenly turned around and pulled his sword to slash at her, with almost no hesitation, as if he had eyes behind him and kept monitoring her every move. Mo Lanyue gritted her teeth and used the knife to block the two of them.
The power was quite strong, and Song Qinglong's sword did not put much pressure on her. But his empty hand took out another knife from somewhere and slashed at her again.
She cursed in her heart, it turned out that Song Qinglong was still a double sword. No matter how powerful she was, one sword was definitely at a loss against two swords.
Seeing that the knife was about to slash him, Mo Lanyue had to reach out to block it.
At that moment, a black shadow flashed in front of her, and she stood in front of her alone.
Because she was so close that she couldn't see the person's appearance, but she could already guess who he was from her figure.
"You go away."
She yelled at it violently.
If she doesn't want to bear anyone's kindness in this world, it's definitely the guy in front of her. She won't be saved by him. How can she take revenge in the future?
Liu Jueming forced her to block Song Qinglong's sword, but he was shocked by him two meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Prince, I would like to advise you not to meddle in other people's business, I don't want to hurt you."
At this time, Song Qinglong should not have known that Liu Jueming had been abolished in martial arts. He would say such words. Obviously, he was confident that he could surpass the original Liu Jueming. Mo Lanyue's heart was converted and compared.
It came to a not-so-great conclusion: Song Qinglong's skills may be better than herself.
While Song Qinglong was looking at Liu Jueming and talking, Mo Lanyue immediately avoided his attack range and did not allow him to attack her again.
Since Song Qinglong's own abilities can be as strong as that, if she rushes forward and fights head-on, her head will definitely be covered with mud.
But she no longer wants to fight, so Song Qinglong is not the case. When he took action just now, his endurance of anger erupted. The last time he was escaped by Mo Lanyue's rogue, he was not willing to let her go again this time.
He ran away from his nose.
"Don't lan Yue, don't run away."
Holding the swords, Song Qinglong chased her fiercely. Seeing this, Mo Lanyue had to run to snatch the knife from Liu Jueming's hand, and then faced Song Qinglong step by step, always alerting him to his hand.
The knife.
It is really a big disadvantage for those who use their right hand to face the person who can easily draw the left and right bows. For Song Qinglong, she is full of flaws. She doesn't have to pick her faults at all. She doesn't have to pick the life at all. She just holds it even with her left hand.
The power of the knife is incomparable to Song Qinglong.
Mo Lanyue retreated more and more, and moved closer to the Nighthawk. If she pulled the battle circle closer to the Nighthawk, Song Qinglong would have some concerns when he started to take action. If she lost, she would have the last one.
A glimmer of opportunity...
When she retreated to the point where she could not retreat, Mo Lanyue calmed down instead. The days of bloody blood on the blade were not unfamiliar to her. Since she could not escape, she certainly chose to catch up, even if she might lose.
"General Song, you are a big man, bullying me and a little woman. Are you not afraid of making people laugh when it is spread?"
She took action first, but was still blocked by him with brute force. Song Qinglong's arm strength was absolutely amazing. Even a person who was born strong felt very stressed. She sneered, and her eyes were full of gazes when she looked at him.
Contempt.
Mo Lanyue's provocation did not make Song Qinglong's movements slow, on the contrary, he became even more ruthless after hearing this.
"When I first met you, I did think so. I thought that if you were willing to surrender and give your head, then I wouldn't bother to fight you. After all, I won't win against you, a little woman.
Wu. But after seeing the kung fu you escaped in front of me that day, who can say that you are just a little woman? From your wind-like running speed to your skillful movements on the wall, I see you are a little more like a killer than an emperor.
Fighting with you is definitely not a fight, but a match that matches the opponent, so you can rest assured that I will never show any mercy.”
Mo Lanyue's face turned pale and barely took over the attacks he sent. Even if he didn't say this, she could still realize from his actions that he would never show mercy to her.
The move that barely resisted the brute force made her tiger's mouth numb and almost lost consciousness. In front of her, Song Qinglong kept slashing over one by one. Such a savage attack was rough but effective, forcing her step by step.
Corner of the wall.
Mo Lanyue glanced at Nighthawk, who was only about three meters away from her, and hit her.
She tried her best to get rid of Song Qinglong's continuous offensive and moved to Nighthawk. Nighthawk seemed to have noticed the meaning contained in her eyes, and she took a few steps back and instantly opened the distance between the two.
.
Mo Lanyue glared at Nighthawk hatefully. What is the use of this old woman's brain? Did she say anything to her before? She wanted to abandon her and protect herself, but she didn't think about how much ability she had.
Can you save your life?
"It's hard to be distracted when fighting with me."
Song Qinglong's voice sounded in her ears. She turned around and saw Song Qinglong's two knives slashing at her in two directions.