Chapter 223: Let’s be buried together!

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Su Muyao's voice was very light and indifferent, and under the cold tomb's response, it was filled with bone-gnawing coldness.

Mo Jinming and others had a bad premonition in their hearts.

As if to respond to them, Mo Rongyan choked and coughed out a mouthful of dirty blood.

His eyes gradually became confused and he eventually lost consciousness.

Mo Jinming's eyebrows darkened, with a hint of pressure, "What on earth did you feed your third brother?"

Su Muyao smiled sweetly, curled up a strand of hair on her shoulder with her long fingers and played with it, raised her red lips and uttered two words:

"poison."

"You're not talking nonsense!" Fu Beixian's face was ashen.

If his cousin's wife hadn't been in Mo Xiaoya's hands, he would have killed this couple immediately.

Mo Jinming looked at Mo Xiaoya expressionlessly: "Fifth brother, let my brothers and sisters go. I won't tell my father what happened in the border town."

Mo Xiaoya lowered his eyes with a strange and sinister smile, "Second brother, you haven't received any news from the palace yet, have you?"

After he finished speaking, Mo Jinming's pupils shrank slightly, "Mo Xiaoya, what did you do?"

Mo Xiaoya's smile became even weirder: "I didn't do anything, I just gave your good mother-in-law some good food."

"After all, Concubine Wan is also one of the most beautiful women. I made her blood freeze and solidify, and she died in her sleep."

"There is no pain, and the body will remain intact for several months."

"How was it? Am I being considerate?"

"You!" Fu Beixian was extremely angry and drew the crossbow without hesitation.

"Beixian! Stop!" Mo Jinming raised his hand and pressed Fu Beixian's wrist, looking at Mo Xiaoya, he said word by word:

"The Shen family wants to rebel!"

Mo Xiaoya raised his eyebrows, not concealing the Shen family's purpose at all, "When Liu Wanyue dies, my father will definitely be in a state of confusion."

"Mo Jinming, I originally planned to go back to the palace and deal with you."

"Since you're here, let's stay here together to bury the ancestors of the Wu clan."

Su Ruotang's face turned redder and redder, and his mind gradually became dizzy.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard.

Severe stinging pain spread from the nerves, and he could barely maintain his clarity of expression.

She moved her fingertips slightly and took out an anesthetic.

Mo Xiaoya was unprepared and was stabbed in the waist by her.

Su Ruotang tried his best to push the liquid into Mo Xiaoya's body in an instant.

Mo Xiaoya was in pain, grabbed Su Ruotang's neck and threw her to the side.

"Bitch! What did you do?"

"Cough...cough..." Su Ruotang lay on the ground, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

She grinned: "Let's bury him together!"

Mo Xiaoya raised his hand and struck at her with a cold expression.

But suddenly he discovered that his lower body had completely lost consciousness.

Fu Beixian seized the opportunity and shot an arrow into Mo Xiaoya's heart.

Mo Xiaoya's pupils suddenly dilated.

The gradually enlarging arrow is clearly reflected.

Seeing the arrows getting closer and closer, Su Muyao gritted her teeth and grabbed Mo Xiaoya to avoid the arrows and retreat.

Mo Xiaoya is still useful and cannot die for the time being.

The four of them, Mo Jinming, stepped forward at the same time to protect Mo Rongyan and Su Ruotang.

Without any scruples, Fu Beixian grabbed three arrows from behind and shot them directly at Su Muyao and Su Muyao.

At the same time, his body flashed and he was about to face the two of them.

"Ahem, don't chase...save Mo Rongyan first..." Su Ruotang's low voice stopped Mo Jinming and Fu Beixian from chasing after him.

Su Muyao and Mo Xiaoya narrowly avoided two of them, but could not avoid the third one.

She glanced at Mo Xiaoya, gritted her teeth and stood behind Mo Xiaoya.

Mo Xiaoya's eyes widened in surprise and shock: "Miss Mu Yao, you..."

"Well..." Su Muyao let out a pained groan as the arrow entered her body.

She gave a sad smile: "Your Highness, you must live."

A weak and gentle girl with a pale complexion and watery eyes showing reluctance and deep affection.

Mo Xiaoya met her affectionate eyes, and his heart was deeply touched, "Miss Mu Yao..."

Su Muyao looked at the violent fluctuations of emotions in his eyes and sneered in her heart.

The look on his face was weak and desolate: "Mu Yao can meet His Highness, die for His Highness, and live without regrets."

Mo Xiaoya looked at her water-colored eyes, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Mu Yao, this palace will not allow you to die!"

Su Ruotang, who was diagnosing Mo Rongyan's pulse at the side, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and almost choked to death from the sweetness that came up again.

After the appraisal, Mo Xiaoya has a bit of a domineering temperament.

Su Muyao's eyes became more tender, but her eyes were cold.

She turned her head and glanced at Su Ruotang and others, stabilized her body, and touched the coffin that was close at hand.

The fingertips stained with blood had not yet touched the coffin.

A chilling arrow shot again.

Su Muyao quickly retreated unwillingly and stared at Fu Beixian warily.

After struggling for a while, she gave up the coffin and staggered aside with Mo Xiaoya.

Fu Beixian grabbed the remaining two arrows again and shot them at the two men.

Su Muyao bit her lower lip and raised her hand to press hard on the stone wall beside her.

At the same time as the arrow arrived, he led Mo Xiaoya into a side passage.

The stone wall closed instantly.

The arrow shot deeply into the stone wall, and the tail of the arrow vibrated violently, making a buzzing sound.

Fu Beixian ran to the stone wall in a few steps and pressed it down imitating Su Muyao's example.

The cold stone wall remained motionless.

"Dammit, let them get away!"

He kicked the stone wall hard.

The next moment, he jumped up holding his feet and grinning.

Gu Shuya's forehead twitched.

If you are so stupid, you will definitely not be able to pass Grandpa's test.

Seeing Su Ruotang let go of Mo Ronyan's wrist, Mo Jinming quickly asked: "How is the third brother?"

Su Ruotang bit her lower lip with her teeth and said hoarsely: "What Mu Yao fed him was not poison, but poison."