If that knife fell, Huangfulian would definitely die!
Jiang Nanyan looked at the knife with a cold light shining in Xia Houfeng's hand, and felt a cold air crawling up from the soles of her feet, spreading along her blood, and spreading throughout her body, freezing all her senses in an instant!
At this critical moment, Mo Yong suddenly rushed over, as if he had received some powerful stimulus, and backed away while holding Huangfulian in his arms!
Xia Houfengli did not expect that Mo Yong would suddenly rush over and use his body to express his determination to protect his master.
The knife in his hand paused slightly and missed the mark. The sharp blade cut across Mo Yong's forehead dangerously, leaving a shallow knife mark in the center of his forehead.[
Blood seeped out instantly, flowing down the bridge of Mo Yong's nose, across his dark cheeks, and towards his chin.
In the firelight, his cheeks looked so shocking and terrifying.
Although Mo Yong was injured, everyone on Huangfulian's side breathed a long sigh of relief.
Wu Yu suddenly gained strength, and with a few strokes of his sword, he eliminated the imperial army that surrounded him, and rushed in front of Huangfulian and the others.
"Wang, Mo Yong, are you okay?" Wu Yu asked breathlessly.
Huangfulian coughed, spit out another mouthful of blood, and shook her head weakly.
"It's okay." Mo Yong wiped away the scarlet blood that kept seeping down and dripped into his eyes, blocking his sight, and handed Huangfulian to Wu Yu. He picked up the bloody knife on the ground, held it tightly, and put on a fighting posture.
Facing the ghostly Xia Houfengli, he said to Wu Yu without looking back, "You take the king and leave first! I will be responsible for breaking up the queen!"