Lonely tree in the north

"court death!"

Mo Xun cursed secretly, raised his sword, jumped off the sedan chair and rushed over.

The blades criss-crossed, sending out powerful sparks. Mo Xun was extremely fast, and the wide red-sleeved robe followed the blades in his hands, and quickly passed over the person behind him.

The two figures flashed quickly, almost every blow of Yueyan Jianguang was fatal, but Gong Heng's swordsmanship was indeed more sophisticated, he circled around Mo Xun, and refused to accept the move, let alone make a move mean.

Mo Xun was irritated instead, and controlled Yue Yan with his mind, aiming at Gong Heng who was dodging so badly, it was just a blow.

The powerful counterattack came back, and the two were forced to separate. Mo Xun was dragged by the heavy clothes behind him, his feet were unsteady, and he sat back in the sedan chair.

And Gong Heng appeared in front of the sedan chair with a whoosh, and before Mo Xun could react, the sword had already pointed to his forehead.

"Gu'an, if you sit peacefully, I don't need to shoot you."

Mo Xun took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

After the words fell, Gong Heng said in a spoken word full of hatred: "I want to kill Si Ye."

"Isn't it enough to kill him twice? Do you think you can kill him now? Gong Heng, don't be too self-righteous."

Gong Heng lowered his head and sneered, and when he thought that he was being played around by Si Ye, the anger in his heart rose again.

His eyes were full of hatred, and when he smiled lightly, he spread his hands and said with a smile: "Of course there is a way, Gu An, aren't you my way? Huh?"

The air was suddenly quiet, and Mo Xun's eyes froze in his pupils. The two of them stood in a stalemate for a long time, and suddenly, Mo Xun smiled.

"Ha, Gong Heng, you don't think you can threaten me, do you?" While speaking, a powerful force flowed on Mo Xun

Gong Heng's complexion changed, his gaze fell on Mo Xun's raised hand, and his brows were knitted together.

The blue luster surrounded Mo Xun's body, and slowly flowed into the palm of his hand. Without waiting for a reaction, Mo Xun's hand suddenly tightened, and under the impact of force, Gong Heng was thrown away.

boom!

The two were forced to separate, Gong Heng backed out of the sedan chair, and when he stood firm, he suddenly vomited blood.

The face of the person who was still standing on the sedan chair turned pale. Mo Xun stroked his chest with his hand, and the true energy in his body continued to radiate, making his whole body feel icy cold.

If it wasn't for going back tonight, Mo Xun didn't dare to use his true energy casually, anyway, it was going to be like this, so it was better to fight.

"I'll give you another chance, Gong Heng. I think I've been in love with you for more than three years, so I can let you go, but if you insist on blocking, don't blame me for being rude."

While Mo Xun was speaking, the Yue Yan in his hand had disappeared, and what reappeared in his hand was a bow and arrow with open flames in it.

Long before Yuan Kong retreated, he had already asked him for this bow and arrow, which is better for dealing with Gong Heng than this bow.

Gong Heng didn't want to leave, the moment he recalled his sword, Mo Xun already knew that he would not give way.

That being the case, don't blame your subordinates for showing mercy.

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Ming Luang Hall

After listening to the officer's words early in the morning, Si Ye couldn't wait to interrupt them, and hurried out of the hall by himself.

Seeing this, Tan Ying hurried over and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, why did you come out?"

Si Ye rolled his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time for the trial, Your Majesty, there is still an hour before we go to pick up the bride." Tan Ying understood what he wanted to ask, and said bluntly.

Si Ye concealed his nervousness, touched the bridge of his nose, glanced at him inadvertently, pretending not to be in a hurry, and said: "There is still an hour? Then... what else do you want to do over there?"

"The entrance ceremony is almost over, it should be time to enter the hall, and then rest for a while, and wait for you to pick up people and come back." Tan Ying explained.

Si Ye nodded, and couldn't stop complaining about troubles in his heart. If he knew this earlier, he might as well go to the mortal world to get married first.

However, after tonight, Ah Xun was his real wife, so it was worth thinking about all of this.

Si Ye turned around and wanted to enter the room and wait obediently. When he turned sideways, the smile on Si Ye's face suddenly froze for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. An arrow struck.

"Your Majesty..." Tan Ying was taken aback, and turned her head to look at the place where the arrow came from.

Si Ye turned around unhurriedly, following the direction Tan Ying was looking at, there was an erratic man in black standing on the distant city gate.

Who is that person?

Si Ye couldn't help frowning, he lowered his head uneasily, and stopped when he saw what was in his hand.

In addition to the arrow he grabbed just now, he also has an extremely soft and thin red gauze scarf with a unique phoenix embroidery on it, and no one knows whose it belongs to better than Si Ye.

That red dress was personally made by others, stitch by stitch.

Si Ye looked at the thing in his hand, the purple eyes that had begun to show coldness were full of murderous intent at the moment, he held the hijab tightly in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at the man in black in the distance, he stuffed it into himself In his arms, when striding away, he turned his head and told Tan Ying: "If the time is up and the deity does not come back, you let the team to pick up the bride go. The deity and the future queen will wait for you."