At the end of the year, splendid fireworks are like a magnificent picture of a prosperous age.
A sword struck the chest, piercing the heart and lungs, causing blood to splash...
He fell to the ground slumped, his weak body pressed against the cold ground, as if his soul had been pulled away...
Mo Zhongqian pounced on Su Can, feeling a suffocating pain for the second time in his life.
The last time was when my mother-in-law passed away.
Kneeling down in front of Su Can, Mo Zhongqian felt tears flowing uncontrollably...
"Brother Su, don't die...Help, come here! Help him!"
The killer leader retracted his palm, removed his palm strength, looked at this scene in his eyes, but his expression was still indifferent, and he said lightly:
"Poor, he was once a hero..."
Then he glanced at the killer's subordinates, and the six black-robed killers were about to step forward and take Mo Zhongqian away.
Mo Zhongqian just looked at Su Can's face covered in blood and wanted to speak. He knelt on the ground and hugged him tightly, silent...
"Your Highness!"
The two royal guards saw all this and wanted to rush over to rescue them, but were delayed and prevented from leaving.
Mo Zhongqian seemed unaware of the killer's approach, holding Su Can's body that was getting colder, tears streaming down his face.
Su Can was stabbed in the chest by the blade, and it was difficult to speak. As if he had spent his whole life, he pulled Mo Zhongqian's sleeve...
"Silly boy, run quickly..."
"I do not go!"
Mo Zhongqian couldn't stop crying and answered decisively:
"Today we will die together!"
The leader of the killer snorted coldly, raised his palm, and a suction was transmitted to Mo Zhongqian.
"Today, your life or death is not up to you."
Mo Zhongqian suddenly felt that his body was out of control and was being pulled by an inexplicable force.
Trying to fight, but unable to resist...
Slowly, it will be torn apart.
At this time, a stream of silver-white ink appeared in the alley.
"His Royal Highness, the Prince of Li Country, still cannot tolerate his own life and death on the land of Li Country?"
The strong palm energy manifested out of thin air. He simply swept away six killers with one palm, and Han Feng, dressed in white robes, appeared in the alley.
However, Mo Zhongqian suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted loudly to Han Feng who appeared:
"Mr. Han, help! Help Brother Su!"
Han Fengxian glanced at it and thought to himself... If I were rescued, wouldn't this script be useless?
With a thought in his mind, his true fantasy ability was activated again... The black-robed killer leader who looked like Bu Jingyun raised his palm high and struck Han Feng with awe.
The cloud-like palm energy surged forward, forcing Han Feng to concentrate on resisting it.
The fists and palms intertwined and the internal forces collided, causing the entire alley to shake.
In this way, the battlefield in the alley was divided into two ends... Here Han Feng was fighting one against seven, and over there the two royal guards were fighting to the death with three assassins.
And Mo Zhongqian will be in the center of the battlefield, holding Su Can's broken body.
"Brother Su... I'm sorry..."
Su Can was pierced through the chest by the blade. He was already taking in more air than out. He raised his hand tremblingly and put it on Mo Zhongqian's shoulder.
"You brat... why are you crying? I don't have a long time to live, so... this will actually make me happier..."
"No, you are..."
Mo Zhongqian wanted to say something in reply, but looking at Su Can's face stained with blood, he was so choked up that he couldn't speak. His tears were low and he could only mutter:
"sorry Sorry……"
Mo Zhongqian remembered that he had just been chased by Taichu Dao and was left wandering on the street, and was beaten to the point of being unable to get up by an evil beggar. It was this thin and unattractive man who saved him... He was given food to himself and took care of himself without any demands. …
I don’t even know why I get such care.
"Brother Su, I don't deserve you to do this for me..."
Su Can grinned, moved slightly, put his hand on Mo Zhongqian's face, and gently rubbed Mo Zhongqian's face with his thumb, leaving a blood-red mark.
"Silly boy, stop crying..."
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you know why I wanted to protect you as soon as I saw you?"
Mo Zhongqian couldn't stop crying and shook his head while choking.
"It's because of the look in your eyes. This stubbornness is like seeing myself..."
Having said this, Su Can gained a little more strength, and seemed to have a flashback, and said slightly louder:
"I regret that I took the wrong path when I was young and ended up like this. I hope you...don't think of me..."
"You have to remember what I said, be a good person, be strong... work hard... do you know?"
The voice of this warning was somewhat stern.
Mo Zhongqian just kept crying and nodded heavily.
"Brother Su, don't die... I can't do it well, I'm such a bastard, please teach me, please!"
"Ha, what I have told you these days is all the truth I understand... You are a prince, there will be better people to teach you... You can't forget, you promised me... Be kind Be a good person... You swear, otherwise I will never be able to rest in peace..."
Mo Zhongqian cried and raised three fingers, and said intermittently with tears:
"I, Mo Zhongqian, swear that I will be a good person...Brother Su, I swear, just hold on, the people from the Xuanjian Division are already here, and they will save you!"
"Hehe," Su Can smiled miserably, "I know my own body. Why do you think I know how to do martial arts and still live on the street? Of course there is something wrong... It's better to die now to avoid suffering... I just can't worry about you... …”
"That's right!" Mo Zhongqian's voice increased, "You don't want to die!"
"You brat, stop crying, remember... you are a very good child... don't forget to promise..."
Without saying a word, his arm dropped and hit the broken stone...
The body becomes colder and colder.
The fireworks in the sky are still exploding brightly and dazzlingly.
Mo Zhongqian opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and his tears ran dry...
…
Han Feng saw that Shocking Education was almost over, and the power in his body was running.
The chaotic fight in the alley finally came to an end.
Han Feng held hands against the killer leader he had transformed into, and suddenly used his strength to knock it away.
He snorted coldly and used the ice energy in his palm.
The seven killers were repelled and covered in frost.
"withdraw!"
The killer leader made a prompt decision and led everyone to evacuate.
The three killers on the other side also left.
Running out of the street, Han Feng dispersed his skill support, and a total of ten killers disappeared into the air like ink.
It is really difficult to maintain this level of real illusion. Fortunately, Han Feng's new martial arts is supported by the endless yin and yang skills.
The illusory battle is over...
After hearing about the fighting here, the Xuanjian Division and Patrol Division patrolling the city finally rushed over.
Seeing Han Feng here, they all bowed and saluted.
Han Feng nodded, knowing that Mo Zhongqian had been greatly stimulated and needed to rest for a while, so he ordered:
"The third prince was frightened just now. Take him back to the Xuanjian Division and put him in a safe place..."
Then he looked at Su Can's "remains".
"The body of this warrior... should be taken to the Yizhuang in the city for placement first..."
The guards followed the order, helped Mo Zhongqian up, and took away Su Can's "remains".
Mo Zhongqian was completely lost and lonely, but said nothing.
Two guards in black followed behind Mo Zhongqian, also silent.
Everyone left.
Han Feng stood alone in the alley and let out a long sigh. He didn't know whether it was right for him to treat a child like this...but it was indeed quite interesting~
Han Feng thought badly and walked out of the alley.
After the busy New Year holiday, I feel a little lonely...
I looked up at the fireworks rising in the sky and wandered on the street, not knowing where I was going.
It's just the Chinese New Year after all, so I feel a little homesick...
Suddenly, a clear girl's voice sounded on the street.
"Why is Mr. Han still wandering on the street on the New Year's Eve?"
Han Feng looked up and saw a girl in red clothes standing across the street with her hands behind her back, smiling.