Chapter 567: The Sorrow of Watching the Moon

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"I want to see today if the Buddha, you stinky monk, can come to save you!" Qi Guokuoxie said angrily, and hit the golden Arhat on the head with a steel whip.

The golden Arhat not only did not dodge, but stretched out his head towards the steel whip and received the blow firmly.

"clang!"

Qi Guoxie withdrew his weapon, and the golden Arhat stood up straight, with not even a scratch on his round head.

"Buddha said, don't be angry." The golden Arhat still looked kind and kind.

Qi Wukuoxie tightened the steel whip in his hand. He didn't believe that he really had no way to deal with this bald donkey. However, the important thing now is not to deal with this bald donkey.

Thinking of this, Qi Guoxie looked at the distance behind the golden Arhat. A group of black-clad moon-watchers were tightly protecting He Yue'er and breaking out.

"Good monk, how about I make a bet with you? If I don't do anything, I can break your golden body within an hour!" Qi Guoxie raised his head slightly and said to the golden Arhat.

"Buddha said, don't gamble." The golden Arhat replied calmly.

"As long as you win, I will spare the lives of all the soldiers and people returning to the city. Isn't this a gamble?" Qi Wukuoxie smiled slightly and spotted the golden Arhat's weakness.

The golden Arhat was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "Buddha said, save the world."

Thinking of this, Qi Guoxie put the steel whip on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and said: "The three armies obey the order! I made a bet with this monk that no one can interfere with us. Anyone who dares to disobey the military order will be killed!"

The surrounding soldiers and horses were horrified, and they all stepped back cautiously, fearing that they might accidentally violate the ban.

The golden Arhat did not hesitate. Like Qi Guoxie, he sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and began to meditate.

The Beiyi generals on the side were a little confused. They wanted to ask, but they didn't dare. They were afraid that they would violate Qi Guoxie's general order, so they had to wait aside.

Among the generals, there was only one person with cold eyes and silent words, like a sculpture. Only the occasional blinking of his eyes could tell that he was a living person.

Qi Wukuoxie glanced at him and winked at He Yue'er and others in the distance, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The war general understood, took a few steps back, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

When Qi Guoxie saw this, he felt relieved and just supported his head with his hands, looking at the golden Arhat with great interest.

Although the Beiyi soldiers and horses outside the city were strong, they still could not stop these moon-watching men who were reborn from the sea of ​​blood. The crowd gradually became farther and farther away, and they were about to break through the encirclement.

A group of soldiers and horses blocked the way in front again, blocking everyone's way.

He Yue'er looked up and saw that the army blocking the road had strong horses and concise movements. Even the war horses were covered in heavy armor, with bloodthirsty wolf heads painted on the armors, which was very frightening. You could tell at a glance that they were the elite of the Beiyi Army.

"It's Chonglangqi! Master Qi Guokuoxie is here!"

"Why haven't you seen the adults?"

"Stop talking, this heavy wolf knight also has the power of life and death. It was given by the Great Khan himself. Among the four mastiffs, no matter who he is, he will be beaten to death!"

The surrounding Beiyi soldiers whispered, and many people slowly backed away unconsciously. Anyone could see that the heavy wolf cavalry was coming for these Central Plains people.

The heavy wolf riders did not speak, nor did they pay attention to the reactions of the surrounding Beiyi soldiers. They slowly walked towards He Yue'er on their horses.

Mo Peng was shocked when he met the eyes of the leading general. This look... was so cold that it didn't look like a living person at all. Wasn't this a living person?

The heavy wolf cavalry warrior is naturally a living person, but there is no emotion in his eyes.

There was none of the pleasure of catching up with He Yue'er, the ruthlessness of besieging the moon-watching man, or the teasing of his prey.

"Come on." Mo Peng said softly to a thin moon-watching man next to him.

The skinny moon-watching man ran two steps, jumped up, and rushed towards the heavy wolf rider.

While leaping out, he reached down and grabbed the mane of the war horse. If there is any change on the other side, he can always use his strength to escape.

The other party still had no emotion or expression.

When the little man was approaching, the horse suddenly raised its front hooves and lifted up high.

"How could..." The little man was startled, but the other party obviously didn't make any move!

"Boom!"

The front hooves of the war horse stepped heavily on the little man's head. At this moment, he felt as if a heavy hammer had hit his forehead. For a moment, he knew nothing.

Naturally, he didn't know anything. The moment the war horse's front hooves stepped down, his head was kicked to pieces.

If a person is in mid-air, he is already dead.

As soon as he fell to the ground, his front hooves suddenly fell down and stepped on his chest.

The ribs on the chest were thin and fragile. They were broken by the war horse and stepped into the chest. He could not die anymore...

Finally, the heavy wolf knight moved, and he gently stroked the horse's mane: "I want to live."

As if the death of the little man was a signal, more than a hundred moon-watchers and nearly a thousand heavy wolf riders moved at the same time, and the two sides fought together.

A moon-watching man had just cut off a war horse when he was directly grabbed by the neck by the cavalry on the horse, and two spears were stabbed at him, piercing his legs directly! Kneel down on the ground, unable to do anything more.

A heavy wolf rider cut off an arm of a tangled moon-watching man with a single blow, but was soon pushed off his horse by the opponent. After several punches, his mouth and nose were bleeding and he fell unconscious.

Gradually, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword come and go. Blood splattered everywhere, limbs flew everywhere, and the fighting between the two sides gradually began to heat up!

Even the heads were cut off and dropped to the soles of He Yue'er's feet. He Yue'er was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was stunned.

Mo Peng pulled He Yue'er back again and again, but the other party seemed to have already targeted them, especially the heavy wolf-riding general, whose horse hooves were galloping towards them.

"Madam, be careful!" Mo Peng pulled He Yue'er behind him, and he went up to meet her.

The two of them passed each other, and the heavy wolf cavalry general had a scar on his face, while Mo Peng's arm was completely chopped off starting from the forearm.

With a "click" sound, the severed arm fell to the ground.

"Mo Peng!" He Yue'er exclaimed. Unexpectedly, Mo Peng would break an arm in just such a fight!

Mo Peng's face was stern, not slowing down at all due to the pain of his broken arm. He tapped his foot lightly on the horse's buttocks and jumped to the other side.

As soon as he landed, Mo Peng pulled his arm, and a bright iron wire was tied to the heavy wolf cavalry general.

Mo Peng wanted to pull him off the horse.

The general just glanced at the wire and gave up the idea of ​​cutting it off. It was too tough and he could cut it endlessly.

The war general clamped his feet on the horse's belly, and was pulled a little away by the wire. Even the war horse moved a few steps sideways, which showed Mo Peng's strength.

After the general stabilized his body, he grabbed the two iron wires on his body with one hand, gathered them together, and pulled hard.

Mo Peng didn't expect that instead of pulling the opponent off his horse, he was pulled over instead.

Mo Peng couldn't resist the opponent's strength and was pulled into the air.

As the two of them crossed paths, Mo Peng had already seen the opponent's shining steel knife heading towards his other arm.

"Alas" Mo Peng sighed softly, opened his mouth and took out a blade from under his tongue.

Mo Peng landed and knelt directly on the ground. His whole arm fell at his feet, and his fingertips were still shaking slightly.

The general sat on his horse, overlooking Mo Peng. At this moment, he didn't think Mo Peng had a chance to turn over.

Just when he was getting rid of this trouble and preparing to approach He Yue'er, suddenly, a strong feeling of suffocation came.

The general reached out and touched his neck, and a shallow wound appeared. If you didn't look carefully, you might not be able to see it.

No, there's something in my throat!

The general felt a little breathless. He reached out eagerly to fumble around the wound and picked at it from his mouth, but to no avail.

Soon, the general fell off his horse and struggled violently.

The Chonglangqi next to him just looked at him coldly, and no one had the intention to step forward to help.

Finally, the general fell to the ground, his struggling movements becoming smaller and smaller, his face turned red and even a little purple.

Dead, suffocated.

I don't know whether it was because he couldn't shout out or it was due to his personality. Until his death, this warrior did not shout out a single cry. He was extremely cruel to the end.

"Mo Peng...Mo Peng, you lost a lot of blood!" He Yue'er supported Mo Peng, panicking and not knowing what to do.

"Madam..." Mo Peng lost too much blood and his eyes were a little blurry.

"I was so scared that night... I didn't know what I was doing. I thought they were going to kill me... I held the knife and thought about people when I saw them. Kill others first, and then others can't kill me..."

"My father-in-law is here. When I saw him, I intuitively thought that he would not kill me... Sure enough, he saved me... and saved many people..."

"Mo Peng...I'm sorry, sir, I couldn't protect my wife...she stood out...and went..."

Mo Peng tilted his body and fell to the ground. He Yue'er couldn't hold him up at all, and was also dragged to the ground.

"Mo Peng, get up! Mo Peng!" He Yue'er rushed to grab Mo Peng, but there was no response.

he died.

The surrounding Moon Watchers were still fighting hard, but the number of them was getting smaller and smaller. Most of the Moon Watchers were captured alive or seriously injured, and were not completely killed.

Obviously, this was intentional by Chonglangqi.

"Husband... let's go quickly..."

"Madam...Knife, please Madam...pass me the knife..."

"Kill me...ma'am, kill me..."

The surrounding moon-watching people shouted to He Yue'er one after another. At this moment, He Yue'er no longer knew what to do.

She couldn't save anyone. She couldn't save anyone.

Finally, with the fall of the last moon-watching man, He Yue'er had no one around him who could protect her.

The two heavy wolf riders walked to He Yue'er's side and did not use any force. They just made a gesture in the direction of Qi Guoxie, their intention was obvious.

He Yue'er turned around blankly and walked step by step in the direction of Qi Wukuoxie.

Although Qi Wukuoxie was sitting where he was, he had been paying attention to the situation here.

When Zhan was about to die, he frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

Because he saw a woman, a woman protected by hundreds of good hands, walking towards him.