After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

The strong smell of blood filled the entire long street.

Chen Long and Mo Yi, who had spent half the night together, were looking at each other breathlessly.

Mo Yi didn't expect Chen Long's skills to be so profound that he could exhaust himself to the point of near exhaustion.

On the other hand, although Chen Long was a little out of breath, he did not look embarrassed at all.

What really frightened Mo Yi was not the strong internal strength displayed by Chen Long, but the restraint of his murderous intent.

Over the years, Loulan has been investigating Chen Long, so he knows very well that Chen Long is a person who defeats his enemies by killing.

To put it more simply, Chen Long couldn't control his desire to kill.

This may be a secret that even Meng Qianqian and her group have not discovered.

However, tonight, in order to completely get rid of him, Chen Long changed.

It turns out that I am not the only one who improves in battle.

After a few more moves, Mo Yi's movements became slower.

Chen Long still did not use his internal force to hurt him, but instead used his sword energy to leave a medium-sized wound on his body. It was not fatal, but it aggravated the loss of blood and energy.

If he continued like this, he would not be able to avoid Chen Long's attack in a few moves.

He had to find a way to deal with it.

Either find Chen Long's weakness, or get rid of Chen Long.

Neither is easy.

Fortunately, his master taught him a life-saving skill and warned him not to use it lightly because it would cause great damage to his own health and he would fall into a semi-paralyzed state after using it.

If he fails to deal with Chen Long, he will become a fish on the chopping board.

Mo Yi did not hesitate for long.

He decided to fight to the death!

He grasped the hilt of the Tang sword with both hands, and the internal force in his body suddenly reversed.

Chen Long's expression paused.

Mo Yi was clearly at the end of his strength, so why did he suddenly burst out with such a powerful aura?

His knife -

Chen Long's hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

His sword energy was briefly suppressed by Mo Yi's knife energy.

He frowned deeply.

What kind of evil skill is this?

Mo Yi is willing to overdraw his energy in order to succeed and not fail!

However, man proposes, God disposes. At the moment when he made a mighty swing of the sword, a faint singing voice suddenly came from the distant sky.

"Allah...Ada...Allah..."

It was like the sound of nature, and the ethereal goddess of snow could not help but appear in people's minds.

No, not the goddess.

It's a witch.

This ballad... was left behind by that witch.

"Uh-"

Mo Yi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, and the energy in his dantian suddenly stagnated. The move that he had finally gathered all his strength to condense turned into nothingness in an instant.

"impossible……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Long narrowed his eyes.

It's now!

He clenched the sword in his hand and chopped at his head fiercely!

Keng!

A flute blocked Chen Long's heavy sword.

The flute was broken into two pieces.

But it was at this moment of unexpected change that a figure flew over from the sky, bearing the aftermath of Chen Long's vast sword energy, and brought Mo Yi to the other end of the long street.

Chen Long looked at the other person with cold eyes: "Yucheng Tower?"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yu Chenglou's mouth.

He raised his hand to wipe it off, breathing heavily: "As expected of you, you are Chen Long. You just chopped my heirloom like this..."

His precious flute can even withstand Moye's sword.

And even though he had already taken on half of the attack, he was still injured by the remaining sword energy.

Chen Long asked: "Yuchenglou, where are you from?"

Yu Chenglou knocked Mo Yi unconscious with a palm strike.

Then he looked at Chen Long and said, "Please listen to my explanation first. I know it may be hard to believe, but I have never betrayed the covenant between us."

Chen Long pointed his sword at him and said, "Alliance? You are not qualified to be an ally. I will decide his fate. If you want to interfere, I will kill you too!"

"Wait!"

Yu Chenglou subconsciously took a step back and stretched out his hand to block Chen Long, "I have my reasons! Princess Loulan gave me an order that if I can't bring Mo Yi back, my family will be executed!"

Chen Long said expressionlessly: "What does your family's life or death have to do with me?"

Yu Chenglou said: "What I want to say is that the princess has already noticed that I have been secretly communicating with you, so she ordered me to negotiate with you."

Chen Long said coldly: "You are not qualified to negotiate!"

Yu Chenglou hurriedly said, "I know, I know! Just listen to me first! You don't care about the life and death of my family, but you should at least care about the life and death of your family!"

Chen Long paused as he drew his sword.

Seeing that his words finally worked, Yu Chenglou let out a long breath, swallowed his saliva and said, "The hostages of the merchants are still in the hands of Princess Loulan. If you kill Mo Yi, she will definitely use the hostages of the merchants to vent her anger. Although she may not necessarily take their lives, I'm sure you won't be able to bear the pain of their flesh and blood!"

"Right now, the princess doesn't know that the wizard was killed by you. If she knew, it would be detrimental to the hostages of the merchants. But if you are willing to hand Mo Yi over to me, I can buy time for you."

"To be honest, I have already contacted my informants in Loulan. They will help rescue the hostages in the Shang family. They will soon succeed. I promise that before that, the princess will know nothing about the wizard."

There was a hint of hesitation in Chen Long's eyes: "How do I know that what you said is true?"

Yu Chenglou assured, "I won't betray you! If you're worried, you can drug me or put a curse on me, it's all fine!"

Chen Long said indifferently: "Even if you don't have the courage to betray, can you rescue the hostages from the princess?"

Yuchenglou: "If I can't do it, you can do whatever you want!"

Chen Long said: "Your life is worthless to me."

Yu Chenglou sighed: "Do you remember the wind chimes I gave you?"

Chen Long remembers.

Yu Chenglou said seriously: "Do you think that is a wind chime bought casually on the street? No, it was handed to me personally by the merchant's hostage."

Chen Long's eyes moved.

"He also said something to me."

Yu Chenglou said word by word, "Leave it to Xiaojiu, tell her to make iron flowers... She will see it."

……

The first rays of dawn broke through the mist, casting a layer of golden light on the towering eaves.

Meng Qianqian held Arna in her arms and walked quietly on the street that had just awakened from the dark night.

Passersby glanced sideways, but were glared back by Lu Yuan's stern eyes.

Meng Lang felt a little pain in his heart.

He didn't understand what was causing this discomfort.

He just looked at the girl who had passed away, and the flower bud that was withering in front of him, wanting to send her off silently.

Meng Qianqian held Arna in her arms and stood on the top of the capital.

"Allah...Ada...Allah...Ada..."

She sang her mother's song to see Arna off.

"Take Arna home..."

"Okay, I'll take you home."

Meng Qianqian looked in the direction of Loulan and said, "I will definitely take you home."