Mo Zhiyu looked up at Li'er with difficulty, and found that Li'er was now expressionless, and her eyes were blood-red but blank. Could it be that once Li'er's power is released, she can't control it?

At this time, he saw Chenyun finally stand up from the ground, anxiously rushed towards Li'er, and then hit Li'er on the neck with a knife, Li'er immediately fell unconscious, and the "severe cold" in the sky was also withdrawn.

The "severe cold" retreated, and the outlaw Yuan family suddenly stopped, and they saw the arrows in the sky falling like rain, and their hearts took a breath of relief, but they didn't dare to venture forward.

At the same time, as soon as the "severe cold" disappeared, Mo Zhiyu suddenly lost his strength and fell to the cold ground, the wounds on his body cracked open, and he no longer had the strength to get up.

When the leader of the Yuan family saw this, he immediately snatched a bow from the side and shot an arrow at Mo Zhiyu's side. With a "boom", the arrow left the bowstring and broke through the wind, and there was no longer any power in the air that could block the arrow, and the arrow shot straight through, firmly piercing the ground in front of Mo Zhiyu, only a few inches away from hitting Mo Zhiyu's hand.

On the side, Grandpa Niu and Grandma Niu finally struggled for the last time, opened their eyes, and completely softened, and on this side, only Chenyun, who was seriously injured and lame, was still struggling to support Li'er, who was unconscious.

The leader of the Yuan family was overjoyed and felt that the victory was back in his hands again. With a shout, he clenched the long sword in his hand and rushed over again with a large group of men. This time, he will no longer comply with his family's request, don't live his mouth, just slaughter this group of guys on the spot!

"Kill !!"

The shouts of killing shook through the entire Anseong, adding a strong smell of blood to the cold that had not yet receded.

Seeing that this group of people was about to be surrounded again, Mo Zhiyu struggled to move his fingers, trying to get up and fight again, but there were still arrows stuck in his shoulders and legs, and the harder he worked, the more the wound collapsed, and the faster the blood flowed. Even though he finally struggled to get a little higher, he eventually fell back to the ground again.

And the sounds of killing are already ringing in my ears.

At this moment, Mo Zhiyu heard an abrupt voice in the midst of these shouts and killings, it was Chen Yun's voice, which was still calm, and what he said was: "These people, no one can stay." ”

Mo Zhiyu was surprised that Chen Yun could still say such a thing at this time, he frowned, but he didn't even have the strength to turn his head, just saw that the boots of the group of Yuan family members had run in front of his eyes.

"Boom!"

A sharp voice sounded at this moment, from behind Mo Zhiyu, he heard a familiar voice, it was the sound of drawing a sword, it was the sound of a sword, and it was the sound of a sword.

He couldn't see what kind of situation was behind him, he only saw these Yuan family members in front of him falling down in rows, his eyes were full of surprise, full of surprise, full of panic, full of fear. But their eyes could only be filled with these things at the end, because they were already dead, and they just fell down without a single scar.

"Boom!"

The sound of "clacking" sounded one after another, and the bodies of these fallen Yuan family members only began to be torn apart at this time, as if they were added by a random knife, and countless deep wounds were torn up and down the body, and the blood collapsed out, staining the ground, and dyeing the air with a pungent smell.

In such a tragic situation, even Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened, he had never seen such a straightforward and strange killing.

But while he was there, he saw smoke and dust coming from the distance again, and it was another group of horsemen who were coming. The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the shadows of those people gradually became larger, until one of them showed a high-held "Yin Yang Pisces" pattern, and Mo Zhiyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's the Sword Heng Sect that is here.

He saw that the leader was Murong Lengyun, and he was followed by Mo Lengyun. He saw the people of the Sword Heng Sect looking at the pile of corpses in front of him in surprise, and then he dismounted in panic and galloped towards them......

It turns out that this history is so twisted and bizarre.

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When Mo Zhiyu woke up, it was already three days later, and the wounds on his body had been well treated, but fortunately, it did not hurt his muscles and bones, and it would not affect his future martial arts practice. It's just that it's still in the recovery period at this stage, and it hurts to move.

From the disciples of the Sword Heng Sect who were guarding him, he learned that they had been rescued up the mountain for three days, and it was Murong Lengyun and Mo Lengyin who personally picked them up the mountain. As for Chen Yun and Li'er, they were arranged in another room, and they were also seriously injured and unconscious.

And Grandpa Niu and Grandma Niu are really dead, and the Sword Heng Sect has also properly arranged their future, but they have no children, and they don't need to explain to anyone.

Mo Zhiyu also wanted to ask Murong Lengyun in detail what they saw when they picked him up, Chen Yun, and Li'er, and this disciple of the Sword Heng Sect could only shake his head. Because he didn't go down the mountain with Murong Lengyun, but was later arranged to come to see the Protector of the Ink Delirium, he heard everything he knew from other people.

So Mo Zhiyu didn't ask again, and recuperated with peace of mind.

Later in the evening, Murong Lengyun came, and when he saw that Mo Zhiyu could sit up and drink the medicine, he immediately knelt down and made a big gift of throwing himself to the ground.

"Huh? What are you doing?! Mo Zhi was shocked, and he couldn't understand why Murong Lengyun did this, but now he was only able to sit up and drink medicine by himself, and he couldn't get out of bed at all, and the previous nursing disciple was also taken away by Murong Lengyun, so he could only hurriedly wave his hand to let Murong Lengyun get up quickly, and with this movement, he pulled the wound again, and he screamed in a low voice in pain.

Murong Lengyun saw that Mo Zhiyu was in pain like this, so he quickly got up from the ground, hurriedly helped Mo Zhiyu against the soft back of the bed, and said, "I'm very sorry." ”

"You don't look like an apology for making me look like this." Mo Zhiyu smiled slightly, half-jokingly.

"What I apologize for...... I didn't get you up the mountain in time. Murong Lengyun just knelt beside him with a worried face, "If you can convince the elders of the mountain gate in time, this kind of thing will not happen." ”

"Now that things have happened, it's no longer interesting to say this, what should come will always come, this is fate." Isn't that the conclusion that those of you who can tell fortunes often make? Mo Zhiyu said very calmly.

"Yes, fate, knowing this, I still can't let go of it in my heart, after all, we are mortal people, not some transcendent immortals." Murong Leng Yun laughed self-deprecatingly, and then said, "Chen Shaoxia and Miss Li'er are still in a coma, you seem to be the most injured, but I didn't expect to be the first to wake up, probably because Yue Shaoxia You have such a normal heart, right?" ”

Happy New Year's Day, the new year and the new beginning, the first day of the beginning is to resume the double watch, the three-dimensional thing I don't know or not as tight as the last month, but will insist on finishing the two more before 12 o'clock every day, generally two more in a row.

(End of chapter)