In just a blink of an eye, Fengliye had reached the top of the cliff.
On the edge of the cliff, the man in black robe imprisoned Yan Liuyue and held her in front of him.
He smiled and said: "The prince's Qinggong is really eye-opening! I admire you!"
"Son..." Yan Liuyue was furious, "Li Ye, this man is colluding with Chu Qingge, they are in the same boat!"
Feng Liye said nothing, staring at the torn and messy clothes on her body with cold eyes.
Although nothing was exposed, it was a humiliation!
The five fingers tensed in an instant, and the joints creaked.
He stared at the man in black robe: "What do you want?"
"Of course it is the prince's fate." The man in black robe smiled.
After Yan Liuyue was stunned for a moment, her heart suddenly panicked.
"Li Ye, let's go! Don't worry about it... ah!" The man in black robe grabbed her shoulder tightly with his fingers, and Yan Liuyue felt that the bones on her shoulder were about to be crushed.
Suddenly he screamed in pain, and his face turned completely pale!
Feng Liye felt distressed, but there was still no emotion on her face.
"Let her go, I'll let you do whatever you want."
"Li Ye!" Yan Liuyue's voice was hoarse. At this moment, where was the resentment towards him that existed before?
This son is hers!
Although he once disobeyed himself for the witch, when it came to life and death, he was still willing to risk his life for himself.
There is no unfilial son among her sons!
"Li Ye, you are...the God of War of the Chu State. The people of the Chu State...need you. Please hurry...and leave."
She is really in pain!
My shoulders hurt and my legs hurt too!
But, my heart hurts even more!
She must never let anything happen to him! Never!
"Bitch thief! I'll fight you!"
Yan Liuyue gathered all the energy in her body and wanted to break through the acupuncture points.
But suddenly there was another heavy weight on the shoulders, and the true energy was dispersed before it could be gathered together.
She opened her mouth, and with a pop, a mouthful of blood gushed out. It was so painful that she could no longer say a word.
There was a bit of darkness in Feng Liye's eyes. No matter how calm a person was, he would not be able to bear seeing his mother suffering like this.
He said calmly: "Let her go, I will give you my life."
"Your Majesty, I respect you as a filial son, but you can't stand what you say."
The man in black robe waved his hand, and with a swish sound, a flash of silver light shot out from his sleeve and shot straight towards Feng Liye.
Feng Liye did not dodge, and the dagger stabbed into his shoulder with a hiss.
Blood gushed out instantly and fell to the ground.
"Li Ye..." Yan Liuyue was so heartbroken that she almost fainted!
Her son, her good son! How could he suffer so much!
"Go, hurry up...go."
But how could Feng Liye leave? If he couldn't save his own mother, he would be ashamed to be the son of a human being!
The man in black robe looked coldly at the dagger stuck on Feng Liye's shoulder, and the smile on his lips disappeared.
"Prince Li, I have always respected you, but it's a pity that everyone has their own master. I don't want to humiliate you today. You can end your life yourself."
Cherish heroes and value heroes. If they are not political enemies, maybe they can become good friends.
What a pity.
Feng Liye raised her hand, grasped the handle of the dagger inserted on her shoulder, and slowly pulled out the dagger.
"If I die, can I let my mother go?"
"Yes!" the man in black robe answered without any hesitation.
"No, Li..." Yan Liuyue felt her body stiffen, and this time, she couldn't say another word.
He could only watch his son helplessly, holding the dagger with the tip pointed at his chest.
No, don't hurt yourself!
Mom doesn’t need your help! She doesn’t need your help!
Go back, go back and kill that bitch Chu Qingge! Go back and be your prince, the God of War!
Chu Qingge must be killed!
But there was no chance to say these words.
In his sight, the stunningly beautiful man was holding a dagger, his eyes darkened, and he stabbed it hard into his chest.
This knife would definitely seriously injure him, but Feng Liye still chose to move his heart half an inch away.
He promised Qing'er that he would go back to see her alive!
