"Mo Wan, don't come out for a while! Remember, you can't come out!" Ye Junqing suddenly pulled up the reins, and the carriage stopped abruptly in the forest. The wind picked up and a group of crows lost their feathers.
"Since you're here, why don't you show up and see me!" Ye Hongyi jumped out of the carriage. When he took a few steps forward, he couldn't help but look back at the carriage. Mo Wan, don't worry, Jun Qing will risk his life to protect you!
When the dead soul appeared, Ye Junqing was not surprised.
"Ten years! Ye Junqing, in the past ten years, you may have forgotten the dead soul, but the dead soul thinks of you every day and every moment! If you hadn't set the trap back then, who in the world would have been able to do anything to me!
It’s you! It’s you who let me soak in that cold pool for ten years! I endure the pain of freezing cold all day long! If I don’t cut you into pieces today, I won’t be sorry for the ten years of suffering I’ve endured!” said the deceased soul Yazui.
The white eyes on his cracking face as black as ink made people feel particularly weird. Where he stood, the vegetation was scorched and withered.
"Ye Hongyi is crazy! He will actually let you out!" Ye Junqing held a soft sword and looked at the dead soul with angry eyes. He knew very well the capabilities of the person in front of him. This time, Ye Junqing was not sure.
Maybe he would sacrifice his life in exchange for Yao Mowan's chance of survival.
"Ye Junqing, suffer death!" The deceased soul said very few words. Even though it had been holding it in for ten years, it hated Ye Junqing so much, but it could only say a few words of hatred. The next step was a move.
Then a fatal move!
How could Yao Mowan sit still in the carriage? After looking around the entire carriage, he only found a short blade that Yin Xue had left in the carriage for her own emergencies. So Yao Mowan held the short blade.
, rushed out of the car without thinking.
At this moment, Ye Junqing and the dead soul were fighting in the air. The soft sword and the deadly sword kept colliding, and a sudden light burst out like an aurora. Yao Mowan covered her eyes with her hands. Before she could put her hands down, she saw Ye Junqing.
He had fallen backwards and landed on the ground, with blood oozing from the corners of his lips.
"Jun Qing!" Since her rebirth, Yao Mowan has never been as panicked as she is now, because she has never thought that Ye Junqing will die. But when she saw the dead soul as black as a bear, Yao Mowan
Wan felt inexplicably uneasy.
"Yao Mowan, let's go! Let's go quickly!" Originally, Ye Junqing thought that even if he was no match for him, it was still possible for them to die together. But now it seems that in the past ten years, Dead Soul's martial arts have not only not been neglected, but have actually improved a lot.
"Your Majesty, do you think Mo Wan will leave!" Yao Mowan helped Ye Junqing steady, then raised the short blade and glared at the dead soul. The battle ten years ago made Ye Junqing famous all over Chu City. At that time, Yao Mowan
When Wan heard Ye Junqing's name for the first time, she imagined that he would be a tall and strong man, but she never expected that he would be such a gentle and gentle person.
"Yao Mowan, you are crazy! I want you to leave!" Seeing Yao Mowan raising the short blade, Ye Junqing suddenly said a sentence in his mind, it is true that the ignorant are fearless! Ye Junqing fiercely slashed Yao Mowan
Mo Wan pulled him behind him, and almost at the same time, the death-killing chop of the dead soul was blown by like a strong wind. Ye Junqing tried his best to retreat, but still could not avoid the strong wind that followed the chop.
"Uh..." At this moment, Ye Junqing felt a sudden pain in his lower abdomen. As he lowered his eyes, the robe in his abdomen tore open, the flesh rolled up, and blood gushed out.
"Ye Junqing! You have become weak!" Looking at the wound in Ye Junqing's abdomen, a sarcastic smile appeared on the dark face of the deceased soul. Unfortunately, he was so dark that no one could see him clearly.
expression.
"Jun Qing! Let's go! I'll stop her for you!" Yao Mowan said decisively, and immediately stood in front of Ye Junqing. If someone must die here, she would rather it be herself. Yao Mowan would die holding her arms.
Looking at the dead soul with determination, if a person is not afraid of death, what else can she be afraid of?
"Mo Wan, I'm not worthy of what you're doing. Go away quickly. I'll stop him for you even if I die!" Ye Junqing pulled Yao Mowan in pain, and a glint appeared in his eyes. It turned out that when faced with life and death, all he wanted to do was
Yao Mowan can survive.
"No need to give in! None of you can leave! Ye Junqing, since you care about this woman, then I will kill her first. After making you miserable, I will send you to hell!" The dead soul roared with laughter and killed her again.
Attack.
If you ask Yao Mowan what she regrets most in her life, it is that she did not practice martial arts. Now that she saw the fatal slash coming, she wanted to block it with the short blade in her hand, but unfortunately, the fatal slash was too fast.
, so fast that she felt a flash in front of her eyes, followed immediately by a warm embrace.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" Yao Mowan subconsciously wrapped her arms around Ye Junqing's waist, but she felt her hands were warm, her heart suddenly felt cold, and her tears fell without warning.
"Mo Wan, I'm sorry... How late-minded I am... When I really want to do something for you... it's already too late..." Ye Junqing's deep eyes burst with extreme sadness. He wanted to stay forever.
Just hold Yao Mowan like this and never let go.
"Prince? Don't... you must not get into trouble! If something happens to you, what's the point of all this that Mo Wan is doing!" When Yao Mowan realized what Ye Junqing wanted to do, Ye Junqing had already withdrawn from Yao Mowan
In the arms of the deceased, he jumped towards the dead soul, like an arrow away from him!
"You want to die with me! Ye Junqing, you are not worthy!" The dead soul saw Ye Junqing's intention and immediately made a killing move.
"Ye Junqing! If you die! How can Mo Wan live alone!" Yao Mowan ran towards the direction where Ye Junqing jumped, tears falling like a flood from a dam. At this moment, she finally understood that for Ye Junqing,
She was not only repaying her kindness, but the emotion that surged from the bottom of her heart filled every cell of her body. That emotion was love!
In the sudden flash of lightning, Yao Mowan felt her body floating like floating clouds, and the next second she landed, and at the same time as herself, Ye Junqing, who was seriously injured, landed.
"Jun Qing! How are you?" Yao Mowan didn't bother to figure out what happened, and walked quickly to Ye Junqing to help him up.
"I'm fine, who is this?" Ye Junqing endured the severe pain and raised his eyes to look at the nun in front of him.
"Now is not the time to talk, let's go!" The nun didn't say much, and immediately picked up Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing and left.
"It's not that easy to run away!" How could the dead soul let the duck it got fly like that, so it chased after it. I have to admit that the nun's Qinggong is really good. Even though she was carrying two people, she seemed
It was easy to leave the departed soul behind. For almost half an hour, the nun walked around and finally stopped at a nunnery.
"Girl, help him and the nun come in!" The nun carefully placed Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing on the ground, and immediately looked at Yao Mowan.
"Thank you, Master!" At this moment, Ye Junqing's face was pale and he was in a semi-fainting state. Yao Mowan didn't bother to ask any more questions, and immediately helped Ye Junqing into the nunnery.
The nunnery in front of us is not that big, with more than twenty rooms in total. The nun stopped when she brought Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing to the last room.
"Junior Sister Wuxin, the poor nun has rescued them, but the male donor was seriously injured." Even though she called her Junior Sister, the nun's expression looked very respectful, even a little awe-inspiring.
"Thank you, Master Jingyue, please let them in." Qingyue's voice sounded leisurely. Yao Mowan felt that this voice was very familiar, but for a while she couldn't think of where she had heard it.
"Girl, help this benefactor in quickly. He is seriously injured. Perhaps only his junior sister can save him." Only then did Yao Mowan know that the nun who saved her and Ye Junqing's lives was called Master Jingyue.