Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Mu Mingyan was stunned in astonishment. Rattle?

Why does she know?

Feng Xili lowered her eyes and said, "Every debt has its perpetrator. Go and collect the debt from whoever owes you. Don't implicate the innocent."

Mu Mingyan stared at her in disbelief, this woman, this woman!

The murderous intent in his eyes receded, and turned into a kind of crazy excitement. "It seems that you know something that I don't know?"

This is so interesting!

He somewhat understood why His Majesty Shangli Kingdom cherished this woman so much. She was really able to predict the future!

"I am very interested in you! Don't worry, I will make you forget about your ninth brother!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, but the flash of sword light cut off two of his fingers!

With a "clang" sound, Mu Mingyan retreated quickly. Yuan Fang and the other man took a step forward and met a white figure. In an instant, afterimages scattered everywhere and the sound of swords and knives was endless.

No white!

As soon as a name flashed through Feng Xili's mind, her back was pressed against a warm chest. Mu Lanxun held her waist and turned sideways, completely shielding her behind him.

Mu Mingyan gritted his teeth, he was really angry. He raised his sword and attacked Mu Lanxun, his moves were vicious and cruel, without any defense, he wanted to exchange injury for injury at all.

As long as Mu Lanxun is two steps away from Feng Xi, Mu Mingyan will attack her like crazy. If he can't get her, she will be destroyed!

The two Yuan Fangs were having a hard time dealing with Wu Bai, so they quietly called for backup, but were intercepted by Xia Feng, who had just caught her breath.

As a result, the three parties engaged in a fierce battle.

Mu Lanxun was focused on protecting Feng Xili and didn't let Mu Mingyan get close to her, but she was also unable to distance herself from him.

Feng Xili was pulled back and forth by the wrist, watching A Xun blocking the dangerous attacks one sword after another, while he himself also had several more bright red wounds.

"Third Prince, God is watching what we do. The karma you suffer in this life will eventually be borne upon you, and upon the rattle as well!"

Feng Xili spoke in the chaos, trying to disrupt Mu Mingyan's murderous intent.

"That man did something that was outrageous to both humans and gods. Just go find him. He's innocent. You only have one relative left. Do you really want him to die a miserable death?"

Mu Mingyan's eyes trembled, and childhood memories suddenly flooded his mind: someone stepped on his head to make him urinate, someone shoved food into his mouth, and someone stripped him of his clothes and made him run wildly in the winter snow...

Being forced to stare at my own mother with my eyelids cracked open... I am insulted!

All sorts of things, each one can drive me crazy...

Mu Lanxun suffered, but he didn’t suffer either!

Mu Lanxun didn't enjoy love, but did he?

Mu Lanxun is lonely and desolate, but does that mean he has a happy and warm life?

They were both abandoned, so why should Mu Lanxun get what he wants?

"The good and evil of human nature is just a matter of one's thoughts. Whatever you choose, you will suffer the consequences. No matter how painful, difficult or tiring it is, Mu Lanxun has never hurt an innocent person."

"Why are you dissatisfied?!" Feng Xili knew what he was thinking. His eyes were too obvious, full of envy and jealousy, now clearly visible.

Mu Mingyan was deeply trapped in the pain of the past, and the faces of those who died unjustly began to flash before his eyes, each of them with an expression of extreme fear and disbelief.

Mu Lanxun closed his eyes and hugged her gently, "Be good and hide well."

He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and his attack became fiercer in an instant.

Mu Mingyan's face was injured by the sword energy, and bloodshot eyes flashed. "Why can you live so well? Why do you always meet people who help you? Why can you meet..."

The words he was about to finish were suddenly cut off because a long sword appeared from his chest.

The tip of Mu Lanxun's sword hovered in front of his eyes, and his eyes drifted behind him.

"Grandfather..." Mu Mingyan tilted his head slightly, and the old, hunched figure behind him inexplicably stung his eyes.

Grandfather?

why?

Is there really no one who cares about me?

Mu Mingyan's heart died in an instant, and his lifeless eyes began to blur. The person who stabbed him from behind immediately caught his falling body and fed him a dark red pill.

Then he looked up at the two people in front of him and said, "Thank you, Ninth Prince, for not killing me. I will take Yan'er with me and retire from the martial arts world. From now on, Mu Mingyan will be dead."

"Mr. Mo..." Feng Xi took two steps forward. She really didn't expect that Mo Ling would appear here.

"I knew it the next day after the rattle disappeared. After all, I wipe it every day." There was a gentle and nostalgic light in his dim eyes.

"Don't worry, I will take Yan'er with me. I will take him with me for the rest of my life to slowly pay off the evil he caused. I will make him forget all this worldly world. From now on, we, grandfather and grandson, will wander the world."

Mo Ling skillfully pressed the acupoints to stop the bleeding. Mu Mingyan looked very childish while sleeping. So, it seemed that the third prince, who was six or seven years older than A Xun, still had a baby face?