His Royal Highness was abducted by the black-bellied hall master

An Yehua didn't understand why Mo Yu still came to him. He thought that Mo Yu was extremely disappointed in him and would never forgive himself again.

Under the cover of this wave of smoke, they successfully broke through the enemy's encirclement.

The assassins were in hot pursuit of them.

This time, Mo Yu came alone, without any helper from Dark Moon Hall.There are so many opponents, no matter how powerful his martial arts are, he can't stand against them at all.

Du Ling also knew that they were outnumbered, so he said anxiously to Mo Yu: "Master Mo, please help take His Highness the Crown Prince away, I will come to the queen."

Before Mo Yu could answer, An Yehua pushed him away and said, "Mo Yu, you can go, this is my own business, not yours."

The last time he sent Mo Yu away alone, he didn't want to hurt him, not to mention that there are so many assassins now, Mo Yu can only be dragged back with him.

Mo Yu's expression was gloomy, and a pair of pitch-black pupils stared at An Yehua, stubborn and resolute, he would not leave.

But the assassin didn't give them a chance to react at all, and quickly caught up.

"Come on!"

Du Ling stood in front of Mo Yu and An Yehua.

Mo Yu looked at the assassin who was chasing him, and then at An Yehua's stubborn expression, and slammed his palm up, and An Yehua fell into his arms.

Then he nodded to Du Ling, held An Yehua in his arms, performed lightness kung fu, and fled into the distance.

Du Ling watched their backs gradually disappear into the morning light, with a smile on his lips, hoping they could break through successfully.

Mo Yu hugged An Yehua and hurried on the road, but the assassins behind were not vegetarians. Although they were blocked by Du Ling, they were still numerous.

There is simply no way for them to escape from their clutches.

But Mo Yu didn't want to give up, even if he tried his best, he must bring An Yehua back safely.

But it happened that the house was leaking and it was raining, and an extremely high cliff appeared in front of them. Mo Yu stopped in time, and just when he stopped, several pieces of gravel fell from the cliff with his movements. It rolled up and down, and there was no echo for a long time.

Mo Yu glanced down, and saw that the cliff was extremely high and steep, dark and bottomless, and it was the kind that would definitely turn into meat sauce if it fell.

It's really a situation where there are wolves before and tigers behind.

But if he and An Yehua fell off the cliff ahead, he and An Yehua would definitely not survive, so Mo Yu chose to fight those assassins.

Mo Yu gently placed An Yehua on the ground, and turned to meet the attacks of those assassins.

Mo Yu has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his father treated him very strictly and devoted himself to training him to be a murderous blade.Therefore, if he is a little slack or ineffective in martial arts, he will inevitably be beaten up. All these have allowed Mo Yu to practice extremely superb martial arts.

An Yehua opened his eyes in a daze in a daze, and saw Mo Yu fighting with those assassins covered in blood.

His pupils tightened violently, he never expected that everything would become like this, the reason why he left Mo Yu back then was to keep him from getting involved in this muddy water.

He thought he could handle it alone, but he didn't expect Mo Yu to save him in the end.

An Yehua felt that he was pretty useless. If he didn't spend those years in depression, but also learned martial arts, then now he wouldn't have to be such a waste and wait for others to take him out of the encirclement, and he would be useful anyway.

While he was thinking, Mo Yu obviously couldn't hold on, and began to retreat steadily.

An Yehua felt his heart ache when he saw several knives on Mo Yu's body.

He looked at Mo Yu with red eyes, Mo Yu had dealt with many assassins, and he was at the end of his battle at this moment.

Suddenly, an assassin raised his knife and walked towards An Yehua. Seeing this, Mo Yu hurried forward to block the blow.

But the strength of this assassin was too strong, and Mo Yu was at the end of his strength at the moment, and half of his body was about to hang on the cliff due to the strength of this assassin's blade.

An Yehua secretly thought that it was not good, and was about to step forward to help, but was kicked from behind by another assassin, and then fell on Mo Yu's body, and the two of them fell into the depths of the cliff together.

Ten thousand muddy horses ran past An Yehua's heart.

Don't bring such a sneak attack!

And let him fall so shamelessly!

The assassin who kicked An Yehua looked down the cliff with satisfaction.Well, it's deep enough, it seems that they can't get up.

Then he turned his head and looked at the other assassins. They nodded to each other and then retreated collectively.You can go to exchange rewards.

He had been assassinating this little bastard before, but he hadn't succeeded every time, and he was criticized by his superiors.This is all right, this little bastard and the person who has been protecting him all fell off the cliff. They must be dead from such a high cliff.

But if they knew that their assassination was still unsuccessful, and that they had let Mo Yu and An Yehua live, they would probably vomit blood and die in anger.

Coincidentally, there was a dark river under the cliff. After Mo Yu and An Yehua fell down, they both fell into the dark river.

Both of them just know how to water.

However, in the end, one of them thought the other couldn't swim, so they swam desperately in front of each other in the water, trying to grab each other.

The result is that the two people hugged each other by coincidence.

Looking at the other party's face in the water so close at hand, the sense of crisis of being hunted down just now is gone, and only the naked ambiguity is left at this moment.

An Yehua looked at the person in front of him and swallowed in disappointment.

But he quickly realized that Mo Yu was seriously injured when he fell off the cliff, so he was not suitable for soaking in the water.

He hurriedly reached out to pull Mo Yu, motioning him to go ashore.

Mo Yu's expression could not be seen clearly under the water surface, he just hugged An Yehua tightly and dragged him to the surface of the water, as if he was afraid that the other party would be submerged.

Then the two came out of the water hugging each other.

As soon as he poked his head out of the water, An Yehua frantically shook the water droplets on his head, and stretched out his hand to pull Mo Yu to the shore.

But Mo Yu said at this moment: "Brother, I can swim." It's just that the tone is not very good.

Only then did An Yehua withdraw his hand resentfully.

The two swam to the shore, but Mo Yu was injured, and a long bloodstain was drawn in the river while swimming.

When he was in the water, An Yehua didn't see clearly, but now that he landed on the shore, An Yehua saw the long bloodstain, and he felt shocking.

An Yehua stared at the bloodstain for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Yu.

I saw that Mo Yu was leaning weakly against a huge rock at the moment, and his condition was even worse.

Mo Yu's body has scars stabbed by knives or sharp swords, which is really shocking.

An Yehua stepped forward tremblingly, he didn't expect Mo Yu to be injured so badly, he hurriedly tore off the clothes on his body, and wrapped them around Mo Yu's body one by one.

"elder brother……"

Mo Yu wanted to say something but stopped. He wanted to ask why An Yehua abandoned him, but he couldn't say it now.

Because he saw that An Yehua was helping himself to deal with the wound at the moment, from his angle, he could clearly see that An Yehua's shoulders were trembling, and it seemed that tears were falling from his face drop by drop, Mo Yu felt very uncomfortable.

Mo Yu hoped that An Yehua would be sad or sad for him, but when An Yehua was really sad for him, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

An Yehua carefully bandaged Mo Yu's bleeding wound, raised his head and asked Mo Yu, "Does it hurt?"

An Yehua's eyes were red. Seeing An Yehua like this, Mo Yu, who was still in pain, stiffened his mouth.

He said softly, "It doesn't hurt."

An Yehua didn't believe it: "With so many wounds, how could it not hurt?"

"You are also stupid. It is obviously my own business, but you still want to get involved without fear of death."

Mo Yu kept staring at An Yehua without saying a word. He liked the way An Yehua cared about him very much. He hoped that he could always look at An Yehua like this.At this moment, the years at the bottom of the cliff are quiet.

An Yehua helped Mo Yu treat the wound and let him rest on his leg for a while.

Mo Yu fell asleep in a daze, and when she woke up, she saw An Yehua standing by the fire, drying clothes.

And there was something soft under his head, and when he looked down, it was a blanket-like thing made of various soft branches and leaves.

Looking again, he seemed to have no clothes on, and Mo Yu touched his abdominal muscles in disbelief.

Sure enough, there was no clothes.

Mo Yu stared at An Yehua with a pair of unbelievable upper eyes, and saw that An Yehua was also looking here, looking at him frankly: "Your clothes are wet, and you will catch a cold if you wear them on your body. You bake it before wearing it."

Mo Yu blushed a little, because she had thought something she shouldn't have thought in her mind, and she even hoped that what she thought would come true.

If An Yehua knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely shout: I am not a beast, there is really no way to attack a seriously injured person!

An Yehua wanted to hand the baked clothes to Mo Yu, but seeing the wounds on Mo Yu's body, he couldn't bear to let him cover them by himself, so he stepped forward to help him put the clothes on his body.

Mo Yu watched as An Yehua frowned and put the clothes on her body.

An Yehua's whole face illuminated by the bonfire was extremely soft, making him feel a little warm.From Mo Yu's angle, you can also see the small white fluff on An Yehua's face, which is very pleasing to the eye.

It's so cute, I really want to take a bite, Mo Yu thought.

In fact, the injury on Mo Yu's body is very serious, but he seems to be a person who is not very sensitive to pain, or he has already learned to tolerate pain infinitely, so he has never felt any pain.

An Yehua found it very strange, because he himself is a person who is particularly afraid of pain, and he has no way of imagining how he would cry and howl in pain if he suffered such a serious injury.

"Xiao Yu, it hurts." Now he has resumed the title of Xiao Yu.