The bullet also passed through his right lung and penetrated slightly into Mu Yunqi's left shoulder.
Mo Zihan's eyes suddenly widened and he stood in front of her. Her body, which had received the fatal blow, flew backwards like a meteor.
Mo Zihan stretched out his hands to hug the fallen body, but was shocked by the momentum and injured his internal organs, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Even so, she still hugged him tightly and did not let go. She flew out with him and fell down the cliff.
"My lord!" Yang Chi, Tianya and Shao Guan, who were left far behind by Nangong Jin, rushed over from a distance. What they saw was Nangong Jin's figure falling down the cliff.
Upon seeing this, Mu Yunqi flew up and prepared to chase down the cliff, but was blocked again by Ming Cousin and Sheng Qing who had reacted.
At this time, almost all the Evil Spirit Cult disciples arrived, and the two sides started a desperate fight.
Although the number of followers of the Evil Spirit Sect is much smaller than that of the Ming Hall, the whole situation is still rapidly falling towards Mu Yunqi.
Seeing that Shengqing, Lengfeng and Yi Wuchen were all seriously injured, and everyone had persisted to the limit, another huge turning point occurred.
Just when Mu Yunqi was about to kill Leng Feng and Yi Wuchen who were falling below with a palm strike, and Sheng Qing rushed to save Leng Feng, two huge auras came instantly.
Mu Yunqi turned around, trying to figure out who it was, but just when she saw the familiar face behind her that she had been thinking about day and night, she was suddenly stepped forward by a man in black clothes and brocade robes walking at the front.
Kicked away.
The disciples of the Evil Spirit Cult who were still fighting with the Ming Cousin brothers secretly thought bad when they saw how powerful this person was, and their combat effectiveness was instantly reduced.
Cousin Ming, who had been pressed down and beaten by the Evil Spirit Sect just now, immediately came forward.
However, they reacted quickly, and the man in black and brocade robes reacted even faster than them.
Just listen to a few "swish" sounds.
Several things flew out from the sleeves of the man in black and brocade robes, and in an instant they hit the necks of the evil spirit cultists.
After a wailing, those people became silent again.
When the cousins saw clearly what was attacking the opponent's neck, goosebumps arose all over their bodies. Those things were not weapons, but squirming poisonous snakes.
"Where's Han'er?" Tuoli couldn't hide his anxiety and asked Leng Feng and Yi Wuchen while saving cousin Ming immediately.
"At...under the cliff, she..."
"Damn it!"
Leng Feng wanted to say that Nangong Jin blocked Mo Zihan's fatal slap, but now Mo Zihan hugged him and fled to the bottom of the cliff. But before he could finish his words, Tuoli cursed lowly and flew down the cliff.
And go...
And when Mo Zihan caught Nangong Jin's body and fell down the cliff, he immediately popped out the silk silk from his wrist.
The cliff they fell off was not a cliff, but a slope of about 60 degrees. The slope was full of bright red Hibiscus flowers.
So soon, Mo Zihan controlled the two of them from falling down at a less steep place.
When he straightened his lower body and saw that the other party was gushing out blood and couldn't stop it no matter what, Mo Zihan was so frightened that he burst into tears for the first time.
One hand touched Nangong Jin's lungs that were shot through by his own bullet, and the other hand wrapped around his neck, hugged him in his arms, and kept shouting: "Jin, wake up, don't