Mo Rongyan's demonic red eyes narrowed slightly.
From the bottom of his deep eyes, bright stars slowly flowed.
His slender and strong hands hooked Su Ruotang's slender waist, "Silly girl, I am your husband, there is no reason for a wife to stand in front of her husband."
When the sound fell, he raised his hand and waved, the silver light of the soft sword in his sleeve flashed, and the sedan roof shattered with a sound.
Mo Rongyan flew out with Su Ruotang in his arms.
Outside the carriage, Shen Shi and the five Zilin guards hiding in the darkness were besieged by dozens of men in black.
Mo Rongyan hugged Su Ruotang and fell behind the carriage.
When the assassins in black saw the two of them, they all attacked them.
Su Ruotang's pretty face was condensed, and the dagger in his hand swiped across the neck of an assassin behind him.
The slightly warm blood splashed onto her fair and smooth face.
She stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked her lips, her eyes as charming as silk.
The slender white fingers passed across the cheek.
The blood stains spread out, adding a bit of coquettishness to her.
Mo Ronyan used his backhand to swipe across the necks of the besieging assassins, killing dozens of them with one move. He leaned on the ground with his soft sword, covered his lips and kept coughing.
Threads of bright red blood dripped from between the fingers.
Su Ruotang spun around and stopped in front of Mo Rongyan, kicking an assassin over.
He stepped forward with the dagger and directly cut the assassin's carotid artery.
She stepped on the assassin's chest, her fair face stained with blood. She coldly raised her eyes and stared ahead, "Su Muyao."
After her words fell, crisp applause, accompanied by delicate laughter, came from the forest.
"My sister has hidden so much before."
Su Muyao wore a tube top red dress, revealing her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone.
The hem of the skirt is outlined with golden threads, flowing like pearls and sand, flowing lightly to the ground, and the hem of the skirt is charmingly trailing to the ground.
The dress with hidden gold threads makes her more graceful and soft.
Next to her was Poison Man No. 6, who was dressed in white and had white hair.
Su Ruotang pulled out the dagger and slowly stood up straight. His clear pupils were covered with frost, "You are hiding deeper."
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the blood on the dagger, staring at No. 6 with vigilance, "It seems that your status in Poison Valley is... quite high if you can make the Poison Man follow you."
Su Muyao curled a strand of hair with her fingers painted in bright red, with a slight smile on her lips, "Su Ruotang, kneel down and beg me now, maybe I will let you live."
After finishing speaking, she bent down, looked down at Mo Ronyan, and praised:
"His Third Highness is indeed the God of War of Dongqi. Looking at this beautiful appearance and cold eyes, I am a little moved!"
Mo Rongyan wiped the blood from his lips with his fingertips, squinted his eyes, and stared at Su Muyao coldly.
"Tsk tsk, the more I look at it, the more handsome it becomes, and the more excited I am."
"How about you abandon Su Ruotang and follow me?"
Mo Ronyan's eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes dark, and there was a chill in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Shen Shi and Zi Linwei ducked to protect their sides.
Su Ruotang helped Mo Ronyan up and stared at Su Muyao.
Su Muyao loosened her hair and smiled sweetly.
Then, the smile on her face disappeared and she ordered in a cold voice, "Kill Su Ruotang, and Mo Rongyan will catch him alive."
The people in Poison Valley behind her rushed towards Su Ruotang and the others.
Shen Shi's Zilin Guards flew to stop most of the people.
However, due to the large number of people in Poison Valley, reinforcements did not arrive.
Su Ruotang protected Mo Rongyan, but was forced to the edge of the cliff soon.
She glanced at the cliff behind her and pursed her lips.
Last time, she used the hook in the space and did not fall directly to the bottom of the cliff, thus saving her life.
But now Mo Rongyan's cold poison has a faint tendency to relapse, and the old disease has recurred and caused serious injuries.
If you jump down with him, you can probably meet him directly in the underworld.
Su Muyao stepped forward slowly and looked at the two of them with interest, "Oh my, there is a cliff behind. If we fall, there won't be any scum left."
No. 6 followed her and lowered his voice, "Miss, the master's plan has not been completed, and it is not appropriate to confront the royal family."
The royal families of the Three Kingdoms all have hidden powers.
This power will only appear when the Three Kingdoms are facing national collapse.
It has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years.
At that time, the Lord did not want to face this power, so he chose to live in seclusion and study immortality.
Su Muyao raised her hand, pinched his chin, forced him to look down at her, exhaled like a blue breath, "Are you scared?"
No. 6 looked at that pretty face and lowered his eyes, "No."
If the Lord asks for guilt, he will bear all the blame.
Su Muyao's slightly long nails dug into his jaw as if by accident.
No. 6's white and thin skin suddenly overflowed with bright red spots.
Su Muyao narrowed her eyes and said in a soft and delicate voice, "Father won't know, right?"
Her voice was very low, and the mountain wind rustled the branches.
Perfectly covering up Su Muyao's voice.
No. 6 seemed not to feel the pain in his jaw and hummed softly.
Su Muyao raised the corners of her lips with satisfaction, and kept scratching around his wound with her nails.
The originally thin wounds were rubbed red and swollen.
The mark was extremely conspicuous on No. 6's pale skin.
Su Muyao saw that his wound was red and swollen, as big as a fingernail.
Then he let go of his hand with satisfaction and looked at Su Ruotang, "Sister, we said goodbye to each other last time in Xicheng, and we haven't seen each other until now."
"Sister, I miss my sister, but I miss her so much."
Su Ruotang's tone was cold and warm: "Su Muyao, what do you want to do?"
"What to do?" Su Muyao chuckled, "Of course I want to be that master."
Her father, a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty, only liked studying poisons.
Now I am studying immortality every day.
Without power, what is the use of immortality!
Su Ruotang's red lips outlined a subtle arc: "It hurts to break the bones and change the face, doesn't it?"
