After her death, the emperors of the seven kingdoms all went mad

Meng Beixiao stood there in a daze. Did she buy it specially for him?

Looking at the buns covered with mud on the ground, he felt a little regretful.

Did he just go too far?

When he was eating noodles yesterday, he said his stomach hurt and he couldn't eat. She had also told him that if he ate on time, he wouldn't have stomachache.

Seeing that Lan Zhi had already walked several meters away, he wanted to call her, but after hesitating for a moment, he chased after her.

Two men on black horses came towards us. They didn't ride fast, and they looked as leisurely as princes patrolling the streets.

The man in purple on horseback looked exceptionally evil, with narrow black eyes that seemed to be warning people not to approach.

However, passers-by's attention was still involuntarily attracted by his good-looking appearance.

Lan Zhi was so angry that she didn't look closely at the person on the horse.

But Mo Ci recognized her at the first sight.

Then her eyes fell on the man behind her.

Emperor Meng Beixiao of the Meng Kingdom? !

How come they are together?

At this moment, Meng Beixiao quickly chased after Lan Zhi, and Lan Zhi quickened his pace upon seeing this.

Mo Ci frowned.

Could it be that Lan Zhi was kidnapped by him? It was obvious that she didn't want to pay attention to him.

Mo Ci was only six or seven meters away from Lan Zhi. He pushed the horse's belly and the horse started running. When it reached in front of Lan Zhi, he reached out and pulled her onto the horse.

Lan Zhi's pupils trembled slightly, and when she was about to take action, she found that the person coming was none other than Mo Ci.

She retracted the force of her hand that was about to chop at his neck, and the next moment her palm was caught by him.

"Ah! Pain!"

That's her injured hand!

The horse whistled away and soon disappeared into the street.

Meng Beixiao watched Lan Zhi being abducted in front of him, and his heart tightened when he heard her screams of pain.

Everything happened too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to make a move, and he couldn't even see who the other person was.

He panicked for a moment, his voice trembling unnoticeably: "Chase! Go chase!"

...

Lan Zhi sat sideways in Mo Ci's arms, a position that made her feel uneasy.

She gasped as the wound on her hand began to bleed again, almost staining the bandage.

As Mo Ci galloped, he did not forget to look down at her injured hand, frowning and asking, "Your hand is injured?!"

"I was almost fine, but you scratched me and I started bleeding again."

Mo Ci's mouth twitched, and he was unable to say an apology.

"Why don't you return to the palace?"

"Why should I go back? Go back and wait to be beheaded?"

"Didn't I have someone post a notice? You have done me a great service in saving me."

"Who knows if they are trying to trick me into going back and chopping off my head."

Mo Ci was speechless, "Which emperor would go to such lengths to post notices everywhere for a prisoner? Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Lan Zhi was silent.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, he asked again: "Was that Meng Beixiao just now?"

"Ah."

"How come you are here?"

Lan Zhi knew he would ask this question and had already thought of a response.

"After I escaped from our Mo Country, I was afraid of being caught by the Mo Country soldiers, so I ran to Meng Country. I thought that I had a mole on my palm, so I wanted to see if Meng Country would take me in. As a result, Meng Beixiao thought I was a spy sent by you.

"Then I accidentally heard that they were going to lock me up forever, so I ran away and was planning to go somewhere else, but I didn't expect to run into him here today."

"He was the one who caused this injury?"

"It wasn't him who did it, but it was caused by him." Lan Zhi raised her injured hand and asked him, "I'm afraid the mole on my palm is gone. Your Majesty, do you still want me?"

Mo Ci snorted coldly: "Now you know you have to go back to Mo Country?"

"In fact, I don't dare to go back. If you accuse me of being a spy, I won't have enough lives to survive."

"Every country has spies, including you."

Lan Zhi sighed inwardly, it is indeed a great power, is this the confidence?

Mo Ci looked back and saw a dozen horses chasing him from a distance. He squeezed the horse's belly to make it speed up.

His secret guards rushed out from all directions and were catching up quickly with their light skills.

Liu Dong, who was riding a horse behind him, asked, "Your Majesty, do you want me to have someone stop them?"

"Need not."

The distance is far enough and we will reach Mexico in a short while.

Suddenly a deep ditch appeared in front of us, and the horse jumped up and crossed it directly...

The moment Lan Zhi was thrown up, she reflexively hugged Mo Ci's waist tightly with her arms and screamed in surprise.

Mo Ci was afraid that she would fall, so he hugged her tightly with one arm.

As soon as the horses landed, both of them bounced.

As soon as she sat back down, Lan Zhi cried out in pain, "My butt......"

Mo Ci smiled but did not let go of her hand immediately and continued to protect her.

It turned out that she was so fragile that her waist could be broken with just a little force.

"Sit tight and hold on tight."

"Can I sit in the back?"

Mo Ci said coldly: "What do you think?"

Lan Zhi wanted to roll over and jump to the back, but seeing his cold expression, she gave up.

Besides, her hand still hurts.

Lan Zhi was about to turn around and face forward, but Mo Ci said again, "I won't take care if you fall."

"But if I sit sideways like this, it will be more..."

It's easier to fall.

But she didn't say anything else.

Forget it, just hold on a little longer and wait until you’ve left the people behind you behind.

Fortunately, his legs stopped her, and he protected her tightly every time she almost slipped.

If he doesn't care, why should she care?

She sat sideways like this, hugging him tightly. The space on the horse's back was not large, and they were very close. Her ear was against his chest, and she could even hear his heartbeat clearly.

His heartbeat is quite fast, could he have a heart disease?

That’s not right. I didn’t find any such problem when I took his pulse last time.

But what does this have to do with her?

Now this posture is quite intimate.

He hated himself so much that he would probably have to take ten showers when he got home.

Before they knew it, Meng Beixiao and the others had disappeared from sight.

Seeing that the speed had slowed down a bit, Lan Zhi let go of her hand and turned around to sit up straight.

The view suddenly became broader and more refreshing!

Mo Ci also secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she couldn't see him.

This woman really isn't afraid of him at all.

Half an hour later, they returned to an inn in Mo.

Mo Ci asked someone to call a doctor to treat Lan Zhi's wound.

After the bandage was removed, Lan Zhi's palm was a bloody mess.

The blood in the wound has turned dark red and black.

"Is the injury so serious?" Mo Ci couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the wound.

"This wound needs to be disinfected with strong liquor, and the blood clots need to be scraped off and then re-bandaged," said the doctor.

Lan Zhi retracted her hand and forced a smile: "I won't shave it, just let it grow long."

Although the injuries I suffered in the world of immortal cultivation were more serious than this, I had spiritual power to protect my body in that world.

There is no anesthetic or spiritual power here, and the bruises are just being scraped off. It’s scary to think about it.

"You don't want your hand anymore?" Mo Ci said coldly.

Lan Zhi pursed her lips and said angrily, "It hurts."

"Then cut it off." Before Mo Ci finished his words, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from Liu Dong's hand.

Lan Zhi swallowed her saliva. This man was quite paranoid. She decided not to fight him. She kept saying, "I'll shave it, I'll shave it."