Dog emperor, take your life!

Chu Yue forcibly grabbed Mo Ci. In his eyes, what Mo Ci did was nothing more than a prisoner, a beast, struggling to death.

That night, Le Xi came to report frequently, saying that there were nobles to help, Yan Qi led Long Xia's army to break through Chixiao City and drove straight in.

In less than three hours, they took down the head of Rabe, the leader of Lexi, the leader of the Huns.

In Baisi City that night, the people danced and the drums and music sang together. The joy of regaining the lost is the long-cherished wish of the successive kings of Longxia, and it is also the lifelong belief of Longxia men.

"A Ci, Yan Qi is coming back, but I'm afraid he will take you away." A cunning flashed in Chu Yue's eyes.

Holding Mo Ci in his arms, he whispered into his ear.

Mo Ci suddenly raised his head: "What do you want to do!"

"You said, should I kill him before he comes back, or wait for him to receive the reward and then give him to death?"

Chu Yue lowered his head, Mo Ci's heart trembled at the devil's whispered words.

"How dare you!" He gritted his teeth.

"Then should I destroy Xianbei first, or kill you first?"

Hearing this, Mo Ci pushed him away and got up suddenly causing him to stagger a little, but luckily he stabilized his body in time so that he would not fall down.

"If you dare to touch my tribe and Yan Qi, I will kill you!"

After Chu Yue heard this, instead of feeling scared, he laughed wildly.

He approached Mo Ci slowly, then raised his hand high above his head, and patted hard.

A prison cage with a height of more than three meters was pushed into the Cloud Palace by several guards.

Inside, there were five men with disheveled hair and ragged bodies, with their hands and feet shackled.

And a babbling baby.

And they are all Mo Ci's tribe.

"!! My lord!" An elderly woman in the cage shouted at Mo Ci with tears in her eyes.

The child in her arms seemed to be frightened, and began to cry loudly.

The middle-aged man on the side took the child and tightly covered his small mouth, trying not to let him make a sound.

"A Ci, which one should we kill first?" Holding the Ningshuang Sword in his hand, Chu Yue walked to the edge of the cage, carefully sizing up the people inside.

A group of guards rushed towards Mo Ci suddenly, sharpened their swords, and placed them on Mo Ci's neck.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his face was as pale as jade.

"Chu Yue! Let them go! They are innocent!!"

Shouting hysterically.

But right now, Chu Yue won't listen to him.

"Let them go..." Chu Yue touched the sword in his hand, "We must exchange something."

He ordered the crying baby to be taken out, then he was picked up and lifted into the air.

"Please! Please let them go!!" Mo Ci ignored the sword on his neck and suddenly knelt down.

When Chu Yue saw his appearance, he seemed even more annoyed.

"Why? Do you sometimes ask for help? Don't you, Mo Ci, have always been aloof and pretentious?"

Mo Ci knelt on the ground, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and begged bitterly.

"It's not like that...it's not like that! I'm mean! I'm despicable! I deserve to die!" He held the blade of Ningshuang Sword and kept approaching Chu Yue.

But every time he took a step closer, Chu Yue took a step back.

"Please! He's only a child..."

However, Chu Yue didn't seem to hear it, the hand holding the child suddenly exerted force, and threw the crying child, who had no idea that his life was about to end, to the golden dragon pillar next to him.

After a cry, there is no more him.

"Son!!" The mother in the cage beat her breast and cried bitterly.

The middle-aged man in the cage broke out and strangled Chu Yue's neck tightly.

Unexpectedly, the guards behind him stabbed him with several swords, and he fell to the ground in response.

Chu Yue seemed to have gone crazy and grabbed the old woman.

He saw a white shadow standing in front of him.

Mo Ci brought a dagger from the bodyguard, and he stood in front of Chu Yue with scarlet eyes and disheveled hair.

He pointed the dagger point to his heart.

"If you touch her, I will die for you!!"

"A Ci, you won't die." Chu Yue said firmly, "Yan Qi has not returned yet, your brother is still in Lexi, and your great cause has not been completed, you are reluctant to die."

"Really?" Tears from the corners of Mo Ci's eyes fell to the ground, "How do you know what my great cause is?"

Helping you reach the top is my great cause!

Chu Yue raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "I don't know, and I don't want to know either.

Since you love your people so much, I will kill them all! "

The sword was raised and the sword fell, and the old woman fell to the ground with a pair of big lifeless eyes.

But Chu Yue had no pity in his eyes.

Mo Ci shouted: "Chu Yue."

Then he stabbed the dagger into his chest fiercely, and blood spilled all over the ground.

Chu Yue rushed towards him with glaring eyes, and hugged Mo Ci who was about to fall to the ground.

"Now...are you satisfied?" The tears in Mo Ci's eyes covered his eyes.

He couldn't see clearly.

"Why!!!" Chu Yue hugged him and knelt on the ground, roaring angrily.

Mo Ci chuckled: "Chu Yue! In the next life... just... don't see each other again."