"Puch!" Aorong, who had been watching the fun as a bystander, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. She is so good. It's really disgusting to use this word to describe her.
The two people, who were arguing and blushing, focused their attention on her with different expressions.
Mo Xuyao was shocked and frightened, and had to force out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Qian'er, please stop making trouble. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we get back. Kneel down and beg for mercy from your father."
Aorong rolled his eyes and said without any scruples, "I'm not sick, why should I beg for mercy from someone who buried me alive in an underground palace?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the faces of the two people on the opposite side changed due to the shock.
King Mo Ting was furious, "Shut up!" He should have killed her long ago! This is a disaster. Want to sow discord between their father and son? No way, he can't tolerate it
Mo Xuyao's face was as pale as paper, "Qier, what are you talking about? What's wrong?" Is his ear broken? Or did she say something wrong?
Aorong looked at him with pity in her eyes, "Your good father, I..."
After listening to his words just now, she already understood that the man in front of her was sincere to Fang Qian. It was a pity that Fang Qian would never come back and was killed by his father. The sad thing was that he didn't know anything.
She was a little moved, but there was nothing she could do. She was Jun Aorong, not Fang Qian
King Mo Ting's eyes burst out with fire, "Shut up, someone comes and kill her."
"Must be killed and silenced?" Aorong mocked coldly, "As soon as I die, everything will be buried forever? Impossible."
King Mo Ting waved his hand and signaled the guards to rush forward, "Shut up, women don't talk too much. Usually such people don't live long."
Mo Xuyao stood there like a fool, unable to react
Countless guards rushed in, surrounded her, and swords flew into the air.
"Really?" Aorong turned around and avoided the sword that the guard was slashing at. He pulled out a soft sword from somewhere and with a slight movement of power, the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not see clearly what happened to her.
trick
Wherever the soft sword touched, the besiegers fell to the ground one after another, bleeding on the spot. They were killed with one sword, cleanly.
There were more and more guards, coming like a tide. Ao Rong had a relaxed smile on his lips, but he was merciless in his attacks. He walked among them, raising his sword and falling, and from time to time a bloody arrow was sprayed out from all around, and he heard a shrill scream.
sounded one after another
Like a slaughterhouse, no one can escape her fatal blow
Many people were already frightened and wanted to retreat. However, due to King Mo Ting who was watching the battle, they did not dare to break open the door and escape.
Princess Pingnan, who is said to have unparalleled martial arts skills and amazing talents, once again stands in front of the world, once again continuing the legend.