Chapter 709: Zhu Yunwen's sorrow.

"You said Zhu Di killed your two sisters?" Ye Xing looked at Mo Ling and asked puzzled.

Mo Ling's expression was still angry.

"That's right, my eldest sister is the emperor's queen Queen Ma, and the second sister is the Lei Ting you have seen." Mo Ling was angry, and after saying that, he didn't want to see Ye Xing.

Ye Xing was even more strange: "I think the Queen Ma you are talking about must be the queen of Emperor Jianwen, but Lei Ting's surname is Lei, and your surname is Mo, how can the three of you be related?" ”

Mo Ling smiled coldly: "Don't you know, Lei Ting is not surnamed Lei, and I am not surnamed Mo, we are all surnamed Ma, we are all members of Queen Ma's clan, if it weren't for Zhu Di usurping power and seizing the throne, now we are all relatives of the emperor, we will all live happily in the land of Daming, instead of living a worrying life all day long on a broken island." ”

After Mo Ling finished speaking, Ye Xing completely understood that Zhu Di had indeed not given up on taking back all the things he had, and in the land of Daming, he still had a lot of subordinates, even Mo Ling and Lei Ting and others assassinated Zhu Di at the first opportunity.

It's a pity that the plans of both of them were ruined by Ye Xing, and in the end, there was no way, Mo Ling took Peng Cuier here and fought with Zhu Yunwen.

Thinking of this, Ye Xing suddenly felt that Zhu Yunwen was sad, if he really died in the fire in the palace, he would not be as painful as he is now.

Ye Xing could see that Zhu Yunwen was in pain, he originally used a vast territory like the Ming Dynasty, but now he didn't even belong to such a small island, he had to guard against pirates sneaking up at any time, against other countries' attacks on them, and even against Zhu Di from sending people to find him.

Living such a life, it is indeed difficult for him, the Ninety-Five.

But no matter what, Ye Xing never thought of bringing Zhu Di back to Daming, he only came today to save his friend.

After a long time, Ye Xing opened his mouth and said, "I came to save my friends, and I won't tell anyone about your affairs on this small island." ”

Mo Ling smiled coldly: "We don't believe in you, we want us to believe in you, unless you die!" ”

Only the dead will not reveal secrets, Ye Xing knows this very well.

It's just that Ye Xing is very puzzled, since Zhu Yunwen and they don't want others to know that they are here, then why do they frequently find trouble with Ye Xing, if they don't find trouble with Ye Xing, then Ye Xing can't know all this at all.

But soon Ye Xing knew, from Mo Ling's eyes, Mo Ling hated Ye Xing, and he wanted to kill Ye Xing, so he would use all the power he could use to get rid of Ye Xing.

When he learned that Ye Xing went to sea, he conspired with all this, starting from Xilin, Uncle Jian, and Kezhiguli, he was luring Ye Xing here step by step to send him to death.

Now, Ye Xing is here, but Ye Xing doesn't want to die, he still has to save his friends.

Above the main hall, those generals have surrounded Ye Xing, they are all masters brought by Zhu Yunwen when he escaped to sea, they have a high official position on this small island, but this official position is not worthy of the name.

But although the official position is not worthy of the name, their skills are real, and each of them is as powerful as the Iron General Guards that Ye Xing cut outside.

So today they are very confident, they are confident that they can kill Ye Xing here.

And in order to divide Ye Xing's heart, the two guards had already escorted Di Xiaojie and Di Xiaoxin, the two of them had haggard faces, when they saw Ye Xing, a spontaneous emotion filled their hearts, they looked at Ye Xing, and suddenly shouted in unison: "Brother Ye, you get out of here quickly, it's dangerous here." ”

Ye Xing came to save them, but they knew that it was dangerous here, so they wanted Ye Xing to go, they didn't want Ye Xing to save them, they wanted Ye Xing to live well.

However, this is impossible for Ye Xing, since Ye Xing has already come, he will never go back empty-handed.

Today, either he Ye Xing dies here, or he takes Di Xiaojie and Di Xiaoxin away.

There is only one option.

At this time, the sunset was over, and the afterglow of the sun shone into the main hall, giving people a very hazy feeling, which was wonderful, at this time, they should all sit on the beach and enjoy life, but now they must threaten with their lives.

Mo Ling's eyes were full of hatred, he transferred all his hatred for Zhu Di to Ye Xing, he wanted to kill Ye Xing and then quickly, he forgot that Ye Xing had let him go and spared his life.

But he really forgot, he just wanted to kill Ye Xing.

Mo Ling shouted, and those generals attacked in groups, they were all masters of the Great Interior before, and now they are not inferior to the weapons in their hands.

The main hall is just, only the sound of fighting.

Blood splashed onto the main hall and onto the pillars, Ye Xing relied on his remaining strength to fight hard, his eyes were blurred by blood, and his sword was waving in the air, but at this time, he still couldn't use the flowers to fall and die without knowing it, because he hadn't really felt hopeless.

He told himself that he had to be confident that he would get out alive.

The snow dance sword made the entire hall dance cold, and those generals fell one by one, but they still fought hard, Ye Xing's legs were injured in three places, two of which were cut by Mo Ling.

Ye Xing gradually became physically exhausted, his sword gradually couldn't kill people, he could only rely on the sword to defend, he only hoped that he would not be killed.

But Mo Ling is getting more and more killed, he seems to have seen hope, as long as he kills Ye Xing, the hatred in his heart can be solved.

Those generals entangled Ye Xing, Ye Xing's snow dance sword white and those people's weapons were blocked, if Ye Xing still had the strength, he could break free from so many shackles with one sword, but he had no strength.

And at this time, Mo Ling flew with a sword, and he wanted to use this sword to kill Ye Xing.

There is blood on the sword, it is all Ye Xing's blood, but at this time, he wants this sword to be stained with the blood of Ye Xing's heart, and he wants Ye Xing to die.

That sword finally stabbed in, and it came like an autumn wind, and the blood on the sword dripped into people's hearts and into Ye Xing's heart.

Ye Xing's heart suddenly hurt, but this pain was not because of Mo Ling's sword, but because the sword pierced Peng Cui'er's chest, and the blood flowed in Peng Cui'er's chest, her eyes were a little confused, she looked at Mo Ling and smiled, but Mo Ling couldn't believe that Peng Cui'er actually sacrificed her life to block the sword for Ye Xing.

"He's my big brother Ye, always will be, I don't want him to hurt you, but I don't want you to hurt him either!" This was the last sentence Peng Cuier said, which made a big man like Ye Xing burst into tears.

It turned out that his favorite Peng Cuier was still Peng Cuier who called him Brother Ye.