Elder Shi's sword was aimed at Qingcheng's back door.
No matter how powerful the Ninth Prince is in martial arts, he still can't get over love.
It was originally difficult to move under the cliff, but Feng Jiuer was pushed down too fast. If the Ninth Prince wanted to save her, he would not care about his own safety.
There is no way that Elder Shi's sword cannot penetrate Zhan Qingcheng's body.
Feng Jiuer's heart felt desolate, as if her heart had been torn apart.
The sealed acupuncture points were suddenly broken through when she was in extreme pain.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, be careful!"
But her call had no effect on Zhan Qingcheng.
When he desperately jumped down to save her, he already knew that he might never come back one day.
It's not that he didn't know about the chill behind him and the sharp wind of the sword, but he just didn't have time to take care of it.
The tall body protected her in his arms, and with a vigorous wave of his long arm, the sky-breaking knife struck the stone wall. After a pause, the two bodies immediately jumped to the top of the cliff.
However, he had no time to dodge the sword on his back.
Be careful with the sword wind! In the cold light, a black figure passed by, born with an icy aura, like a sharp blade rushing towards him.
Zhan Qingcheng did not feel the pain of the long sword entering his body, but the approach of the man behind him made him subconsciously return the sword and send it out.
Unexpectedly, he was not stabbed by the long sword. After he passed by with the sword, he immediately stepped onto the cliff with Feng Jiu'er in his arms, turned around and swept up the cliff.
In the dark night, a figure was hit by the wind of the Nine Prince's sword and fell heavily to the top of the cliff.
Above the cliff top, the smell of blood spread instantly.
"Your Majesty!" Yu Jingfeng and Long Yi came quickly.
Zhan Qingcheng had no time to pay attention to them. His long fingers lightly brushed behind Feng Jiu'er's neck. Jiu'er felt warm all over, and the acupuncture points that had not been completely broken were suddenly released.
"Uncle Nine Emperors!" Feng Jiuer grasped his sleeves tightly and looked at his injuries in a panic.
But, there was no injury? The sword strike just now did not hurt him? Why?
"you……"
"Mu'er!" That roar was desolate and desperate.
Ye Luosha picked up Mu Mu, and the moment he saw his injury, his whole heart was completely torn!
"Mu'er! Mu'er! Why are you, why are you... Mu'er!"
She never thought, she never imagined, that her Mu'er could be so stupid! So stupid!
Why did he block Elder Shi's sword for Zhan Qingcheng? Why didn't he avoid Zhan Qingcheng's sword?
One sword after another, all trying to kill him, all trying to suck his blood!
"Mu'er, Mu'er..." Ye Luosha held his hand with all his strength and sent all his power into his body.
However, the blood on his body was still flowing non-stop, and her internal strength could only stabilize his pulse for a moment, but it had no effect at all!
Elder Shi's hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.
The one he wanted to hurt with this sword was obviously the Ninth Prince, but why, why did it fall on the Young Palace Master in the end?
He destroyed the young palace mistress with his own hands, he destroyed the young palace mistress!
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Elder Shi knelt on one knee. Looking at the blood gurgling out of Mu Mu's body, he almost fainted from the pain.
When Jiu'er turned around, what came into view was the blood on the ground, and the man lying in a pool of blood, looking at him dreamily...
Why? Why is this happening?
Just now she saw Mu Mu rushing towards Uncle Nine Emperors. Like Uncle Nine Emperors, she also thought that Mu Mu was taking advantage of others' danger to attack Uncle Nine Emperors.
The Nine Emperors Uncle's sword was just to force him back. With Mu Mu's skill, how could he not be able to dodge that sword?
But he just didn't hide away. He even got hit by Elder Shi's sword!
Elder Shi's sword was originally intended to stab the Nine Emperors Uncle!
Why……
"Mu Mu..." The blood in his eyes made Jiuer wake up in an instant.
She broke away from Zhan Qingcheng, ran over, knelt down next to Mu Mu, put the silver needle on her fingertips, and immediately sealed his acupuncture points.
But, no, the sword in the back stabbed too deep, and the Nine Emperors Uncle's sword also cut too deep!
No! The bleeding can’t be stopped, no matter what! It really can’t be done!
As all the past events came back to his mind, Jiu'er's eyes suddenly turned red.
His white hair was dyed red with blood, which hurt Jiu'er's heart even more.
This white hair is all for her!
But why, why did she use her to deal with the Nine Emperors Uncle? She couldn't let anyone hurt the Nine Emperors Uncle, so why did she have to deal with the person she cared about most in her life?
"Save him!" Ye Luosha had exhausted her lifelong skills, but she still had no choice but to watch as Mu'er's aura weakened and disappeared bit by bit.
She really has no choice!
"You are Feng Nu, please save him, please save Mu'er, please save him!"
Feng Jiu'er is Feng Nu. Isn't Feng Nu very powerful? Feng Nu should have powers that they don't have, right?
When Feng Nu was about to die, she triggered the power in Feng Nu, and Feng Nu came back to life.
Feng Nu is a miracle, she is a miracle in her own right, so she can also bring miracles to Mu'er, right?
"Feng Jiu'er, save him, save him!" Ye Luosha didn't dare to withdraw his inner strength, even though it was about to be exhausted!
"Feng Jiu'er, please save him! I, Mu'er, will abandon everything for you. Please, please, for the sake of how he treats you, save him, save him!"
She can't see hope, she is about to despair!
Her shepherd is dying little by little, he is about to die!
"Feng Jiu'er, Feng Jiu'er, I beg you..."
"No need... help!" Mu Mu's breathing was intermittent, but he still pushed Jiu'er's hand holding the needle away.
"No need... I just want to... kill the Ninth Prince. To you, I am... an enemy. I want to kill... Ninth Prince, I am your... enemy..."
He couldn't catch his breath, so he coughed slightly, and all he coughed out was blood.
"Mu Mu..."
"You should... hate me." Mu Mu took a deep breath and looked at Feng Jiu'er's eyes, which were so cold, "Keep hating me. If I were still alive, I would still... use you... to kill Qingcheng.
…”
"No!" Ye Luosha was about to lose control! She roared hysterically and miserably: "Mu'er! Why are you so stupid? In order to prevent her from feeling guilty because of you in the future, you have to make yourself hateful
For life?”
She looked at Feng Jiu'er, tears that had been lost for twenty years rolled down her face for the first time in front of others.
"Do you think he is really using you? Elder Shi and I chased after each other. My Mu'er didn't know anything about it. He really wanted to take you away. He has never betrayed me in his life. This is the first time.
