Tread thousands of dust

Mo Feng dodged it dexterously, and as soon as he stepped out, he almost let go of He An's long knife tremblingly.

He An quickly stabilized his figure, drew his knife and stabbed at his waist again, Mo Fengyi quickly blocked and kicked him in the chest, He An was kicked back and trembled three times.

When Wen Yanhuai led the troops to the courtyard, the gang had already fought hard.

The two sides exchanged fire immediately.

Tao Fengzun just stood there, and the soldiers beside him protected him safe and sound.

Xun Can and Hua Qianzi were busy dealing with the soldiers, so Wen Yanhuai had no choice but to order everyone to surround the place and kill them together in the courtyard before He An sent out a letter to rescue the soldiers.

He An quickly reacted, and continued to slash at Mo Fengyi with his saber. The man took the saber, turned around and swung his long sword again.

After a few back and forth, others did not participate, it seemed that it was just their previous grievances.

Mo Fengyi felt that He An's saber technique was very superb, and his sword technique was also very good. It would just take a lot of energy to go on like this, so he quickly adjusted and started again.

Mo Fengyi shortened the sword by a few inches and used it as a knife. He An had never seen this kind of usage before, so he couldn't dodge in time. Mo Fengyi smiled sinisterly, forced the man to the wall with the blade, and kicked him again. In the past, He An fell down at the sound, and Mo Feng pressed his knee against He An's throat, and the sword was pressed against He An's neck, so he didn't dare to move at all.

Amidst the noise, Mo Fengyi smiled lightly and said in a clear voice: "General He, I have accepted."

He An shouted in shock: "What kind of swordsmanship is this!?"

"It's inconvenient to tell me, but it's not bad that you've been able to fight me for so long." Mo Fengyi didn't intend to kill him, after all, He An's identity is very special, "Let him go, I think you should still don't want to die."

Before He An could react and speak, Mo Fengyi suddenly felt a very fast wind beside him, and he quickly dodged to avoid the kick.

Tao Fanzun actually flew over from the other side of the courtyard!

Not only Mo Fengyi, but everyone in the courtyard was shocked.

He was imprisoned for 14 years, but his martial arts are still so good!

Mo Fengyi didn't have time to think about anything, he just held the hilt of the sword tightly with a gloomy expression.

He An scrambled to stand up and went to the side.

Tao Fengzun missed him just now, he was a little regretful, but at the same time he said with some relief: "The reaction is very fast, it seems that Mo Xian has taught you well."

Mo Fengyi gritted his teeth and said, "You don't deserve to be called my father."

Tao Fengzun casually picked up a knife from the ground, and said leisurely: "Fight with me, if you can fight well, I will let you go."

Mo Fengyi actually didn't want to agree, he could feel how good Tao Fengzun's martial arts were.

But there is no choice.

Mo Fengyi sneered, and quickly drew his sword.

Before he could get close to Tao Fanzun, the man swung the knife without even moving. Mo Fengyi's sword was just blocked, and the hilt hit the heart of the sword.

Then Tao Fengzun smiled lightly, tilted the blade, and slashed the vertical and horizontal sword with the long blade.

Vertically and horizontally!

The peerless sword that took half a year to forge, just cut it off like this, and it was broken like this!

Tao Fengzun even seemed effortless, he didn't even move a step.

Mo Fengyi's eyes widened, and he looked at the broken sword in disbelief, and it just fell to the ground, already useless.

Of course Mo Fengyi knew that it wasn't that the knife was harder and sharper than Zongheng, and that Zongheng was broken by Tao Fengzun's internal force!

He knew right then that he was doomed.

There is no chance of winning.

Seeing this, Wen Yanhuai shouted very anxiously: "Mo Feng is different!"

As he said that, he flew over and stabbed Tao Fengzun straight with the knife.

Tao Fengzun easily dodged, Wen Yanhuai supported Mo Fengyi and said, "How are you doing!"

Mo Fengyi shook his head, pushed Wen Yanhuai away and ordered: "Old Wen, take them away, and I will fight him myself."

Wen Yanhuai roared angrily: "You can't beat him! Didn't you see it?"

"That's my business too! I'll settle it myself! Even if you die here, you can't interfere!"

Mo Fengyi hurriedly pushed Wen Yanhuai away, he was worried that Tao Fengzun would attack Wen Yanhuai again.

But the man stood there leisurely, looking at Mo Fengyi as if he was watching a play.

"Don't think about the child! Are you that stupid?" Wen Yanhuai looked at him resentfully, "Together, we still have a chance of winning!"

Mo Fengyi took a look at Wen Yanhuai and said: "He just wants to defeat me, he won't kill me!"

Wen Yanhuai rolled his eyes at him: "Stop talking nonsense, kid!"

Tao Fengzun said with a smile: "Okay, let's be together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got up, and as soon as he took a knife, he stabbed straight at Mo Feng.

Mo Feng dodged in embarrassment, Wen Yanhuai also reacted, and quickly fought against Tao Fengzun.

In fact, Mo Fengyi knew it a long time ago, and he has seen Wen Yanhuai's skills. This person usually looks simple and strong, but the number one in the Yingteng Army is not in vain, but Mo Fengyi has always thought that his appearance is really not like What a shrewd general.

Wen Yanhuai's speed is not inferior to Tao Fengzun.

Mo Fengyi also adjusted his mood, and quickly took out a knife from the ground, and started with Wen Yanhuai.

For several rounds in a row, Mo Fengyi and Wen Yanhuai together failed to gain the upper hand.

Xun Can drew out his long sword, subdued He An again, and looked at Mo Fengyi worriedly, but he knew he couldn't make a move, and Hua Qianzi at the side thought the same, they could only continue to deal with the other soldiers together .

The matter about Mo Fengyi's identity tonight must not be leaked out. Everyone here will die.

Mo Fengyi had already been scratched on his arm and thigh by Tao Fengzun's knife. He felt that he was exhausted now, his throat was dry, and his head was hot. He just wanted to put this person to death.

But he was very tired and the wound was painful, so he could only hold the knife and stab it in the direction of Tao Fengzun.

For some reason, when he saw this person, he felt unreasonably intimidated, and even subconsciously didn't want to fight him.

He should have thought that Tao Fengzun's martial arts were still there, not even less than before.

Wen Yanhuai on the other side was also in poor condition, he could only catch a few moves, but he was only slightly injured, and Tao Fengzun also suffered some minor injuries.

Mo Fengyi was about to go forward again, but Tao Fengzun turned around and kicked him in the chest.

Mo Fengyi immediately slammed his back against the wall, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and his chest was in severe pain, and he couldn't use his strength.

Tao Fanzun suddenly turned around, pointing the knife point straight at Mo Fengyi.

Mo Feng was in a daze for a moment, he knew that this person would definitely not kill him, and he had no strength left, so he simply didn't plan to move.

Xun Can just turned around to see, but he and Hua Qianzi were too far away.

Wen Yanhuai rushed forward and blocked the knife, but the tip of the knife turned around and stabbed straight at Wen Yanhuai, hitting his chest.

"Old smell!"

"General Wen!"

Mo Feng wanted to get up from the ground like crazy, but he couldn't even move, so he just watched Wen Yanhuai fall to the ground.

He hadn't been able to get up yet, and he felt pain all over his body as soon as he exerted his strength.

Mo Fengyi's eyes were bloodshot, he grasped the sword on the ground, and barely stood up while leaning on the wall.

Seeing him like this, Tao Fengzun seemed very satisfied, with a smile on his face.

Xun Can and Hua Qianzi immediately came over from the other side, and Hua Qianzi quickly knelt down to check Wen Yanhuai's situation.

Xun Can stood beside Mo Fengyi and pulled him back.

Mo Fengyi was staring closely at Wen Yanhuai's fallen figure just now, he couldn't see clearly whether the knife pierced Lao Wen's chest or not.

Mo Fengyi only knew that he wanted to kill someone now.

This person in front of you.

Tao Fengzun still looked well dressed, he only had some skin and flesh torn, but the long knife in his hand was already bleeding.

"Come on, Mo Fengyi, let me see your skills."

Tao Fengzun smiled ferociously.

The three continued to fight, and Xun Can was quick to strike, but he still couldn't beat Tao Fanzun.

Tao Fengzun lived up to his name, and it was no problem controlling the two of them.

But after a few rounds, Tao Fengzun also slowed down obviously. At this time, Mo Fengyi was already injured all over his body, so he could barely stand still.

Tao Fengzun's injuries were also increasing, and Xun Can took advantage of the victory to pursue him, preparing to stab him again.

Tao Fanzun came to his senses, turned around and slashed his arm and waist with a knife. Xun Can was immediately ripped apart and knelt down on the ground. Tao Fanzun went forward again. .

Tao Fanzun didn't turn his head to look at Mo Fengyi until Xun Can was completely unconscious from the injury.

But Tao Fengzun was already seriously injured at this time, Mo Fengyi was also beaten to the ground, and He An was about to step forward, but was already controlled by Hua Qianzi and a group of soldiers.

Tao Fanzun walked towards Mo Fengyi slowly, his body was still dripping with blood, he smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I underestimated you children."

Mo Feng was in so much pain that his head was dizzy, and he couldn't use his legs and feet. He just held on to the handle of the knife tightly, and he wouldn't let go.

Tao Fengzun approached him step by step unsteadily, Mo Fengyi looked at the blood on his face, and suddenly felt a little scared.

Tao Fanzun directly grabbed his neck and said viciously: "I should have taken you away when I was in the imperial city."

Mo Fengyi couldn't breathe for a moment, he could only twitch in pain, but he still held the knife tightly, never letting go no matter how painful it was.

But the throat hurts, the head hurts, the wound hurts too, and there is no place where it doesn't hurt.

How can it hurt so much?

"You...dream..." Mo Fengyi managed to spit out a few words, with blood streaming down the corner of his mouth, "I...father and mother shouldn't have saved you...you... .sorry them..."

Tao Fengzun still held him tightly, but he couldn't help trembling all over his body, his voice even trembled, and his cloudy eyes seemed to still have crystal light:

"Hehe, I shouldn't... Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do something to you. Why do you have the same eyes as your mother? Why!"

Mo Fengyi was about to be pinched to the point of losing his mind, he only felt a tightness in his chest, and the pain continued infinitely.

He could only use his remaining consciousness, clenched his right hand, and stabbed the knife horizontally into Tao Fengzun's waist!

Tao Fengzun snorted and said: "Good boy, you can rely on your will at a time like this...it's not bad."

But he still clenched his hands tightly, not letting go.

Mo Fengyi didn't let go, and even a few inches of the blade entered Tao Fanzun's body.

But Mo Fengyi already felt that he was going to die, his neck was about to break.

When Tao Fengzun realized that he was about to strangle him to death, he suddenly let go.

Mo Fengyi gasped for breath a few times, opened the knife, and kicked Tao Fanzun from the front.

Blood spurted from Tao Fanzun's waist, and he fell to the ground.

Mo Fengyi stood up quickly, and stabbed the tip of the knife towards his chest again with all his strength.

Mo Feng's voice trembled, his throat tightened and he asked, "You...why didn't you kill me..."

Tao Fengzun spat out a mouthful of blood, smiled and said vaguely: "Death by your hands...or... hers..."

The following words could not be uttered again, and his head drooped to one side.

Watching him die, Mo Fengyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had no time to think about anything.

All kinds of pain mixed together, Mo Fengyi felt his eyes go dark, and finally let go.

water.

Water is all around.

Why can't I exert strength in my arms and legs?

Why can't I break free from the water even though I struggled desperately?

Are those hands yours?

Why can't I catch it?

I can't see your face clearly either.

is it you?

Mother

When Mo Fengyi woke up again, he still had only one feeling.

pain.

It hurt so much that he thought he might as well die.

Especially the throat, and the arms.

It stands to reason that he should sit up from the bed when he woke up from the nightmare, but now he can only open his eyes, and he has no strength to sit up at all.

Ling Ziming sat next to the bed and was very excited when he saw him wake up, so he said quickly: "Brother! You are awake."

Mo Fengyi could barely see her face clearly, and he also knew that he was in a familiar room.

Mo Feng wanted to speak, but his throat hurt too much.

Ling Ziming quickly brought him water, moistened his lips, and then she said softly: "Brother, you can't speak now, your neck was pinched too hard, and the injury was too serious... "

Mo Fengyi struggled to remember, his mind was full of doubts, how could he not speak?

"...how long have I...slept...?"

Mo Fengyi was startled as soon as he spoke, is this my voice?

How did you become so dumb?

Fortunately, Ling Ziming managed to hear clearly, and she quickly replied: "You have been lying in bed for two days, and your injuries are quite serious."

He wanted to ask something else, how were they saved?

What about Xiao Hua and Xun Can?

How is the old smell?

......

A lot of doubts were stuck in his heart, and now he only felt more pain all over his body.

Fortunately, Hua Qianzi entered the door at this time.

Ling Ziming said happily: "Brother Xiaohua, come quickly! Brother is awake!"

A gleam of joy finally appeared on Hua Qianzi's unchanged face for thousands of years, and he walked to the bed in two steps.

Ling Ziming got up and said: "Brother Xiaohua, you stay here with brother for a while, and I'll go ask the doctor."

Hua Qianzi sat on the edge of the bed and nodded: "Okay, let's go."

When he looked back at Mo Fengyi, he was still secretly startled.

Hua Qianzi has never seen Mo Fengyi suffer such a serious injury. In the past, no matter in the martial arts competition, this person has always won. Even if a powerful person can hurt him, it is a relatively minor injury. Compared with this time, it is nothing to worry about. .

Especially the very deep bruise on his neck was so glaring on his fair skin that Hua Qianzi almost thought it would be broken immediately.

Mo Fengyi's originally handsome and delicate face was also covered with various bruises, so it goes without saying that he was on his body.

These two days, Ling Ziming and Ling Ziming took turns guarding him, and finally woke up.

Hua Qianzi held his hand and said, "Don't talk now, I'll tell you."

Mo Fengyi pinched his arm.

Hua Qianzi continued: "His Royal Highness led the troops to surround the entire house, and also controlled the Hannai army outside the city. He An withdrew."

A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Feng's eyes, they widened slightly, and he moved.

Hua Qianzi got up quickly, helped him up, and sat on the head of the bed.

Mo Fengyi let out a long breath and felt a little more comfortable.

In fact, he felt relieved, Hua Qianzi looked fine, and should have only suffered minor injuries.

Sure enough, Hua Qianzi said lightly: "I'm fine, just some flesh wounds... But Xun Can's injuries are serious, and I haven't woken up yet..."

Mo Fengyi frowned.

"But the doctor said that he is very stable now, it's just some trauma, his muscles and bones are fine." Hua Qianzi said soothingly.

Mo Fengyi felt relieved for a moment.

"General Wen, he... failed to keep..." Hua Qianzi clenched his hand tightly, and he could feel the person on the bed trembling.

"The knife pierced his chest...he only lasted one night..."

Mo Fengyi didn't listen to a word that followed, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he immediately lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Hua Qianzi clamped him tightly, and his nervous tone was a little panicked: "Feng Yi, you are seriously injured! You can't come down!"

"A Qian..."

Mo Fengyi called him softly, Hua Qianzi was stunned for a moment, how could that voice be Mo Fengyi?

Hoarse and helpless.

Hua Qianzi still maintained the posture of holding him down, Mo Fengyi only yelled, and when he wanted to speak again, he only felt a pain in his chest and a tightness in his throat.

In an instant, a bloody feeling surged up, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Hua Chuanzi was so frightened that he quickly sealed his acupuncture points, stabilized his thin body, and stuffed him back into the quilt.

Mo Fengyi's last consciousness was that Hua Qianzi was calling him.

Mo Fengyi fainted again.

Looking at his increasingly pale face, Hua Qianzi suddenly relaxed in his heart.

Hua Qianzi knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so it's good to know.

Hua Qianzi took Mo Fengyi's pulse again and confirmed that he is fine now.

Ling Ziming was terrified when he brought the doctor in.

"Didn't brother wake up just now?"

Hua Qianzi covered him with a quilt and said, "I lost consciousness in a hurry."

The doctor also took the pulse and nodded: "It's nothing serious, just take a good rest and rest."

Ling Ziming asked suspiciously: "Is it a rush?"

Hua Qianzi showed embarrassment: "I told him."

Ling Ziming let out a long sigh: "At least wait until he recovers from his injuries..."

Hua Qianzi shook his head: "I can't hide it."

After all, he is not as considerate as a girl like Ling Ziming. He only knows that Mo Fengyi must be told about this, and he has the right to know.

Ling Ziming said helplessly: "But look now, can my brother withstand such a blow?"

Hua Qianzi could only remain silent.

When Ling Ziming sent the doctor out, he suddenly found that it was snowing.

This year's snow is particularly late, already in the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and this is the first snow in Tongzhou.

But it fell heavily, and it was only a moment later that Ling Ziming found that the ground was covered with water stains.

When Shu Qiyun walked into the courtyard with an umbrella, Ling Ziming was staring blankly in the snow.

The beautiful scenery and beautiful people are really pleasing to the eye.

He strolled over and put the umbrella on top of Ling Ziming's head.

Ling Ziming turned around in surprise, and saw a handsome and gentle face.

Ling Ziming bowed slightly expressionlessly: "His Royal Highness."