Chapter 142 Dissipate Resentment

Seeing the culprit who imprisoned himself here, Xiao Luo naturally had no good face and immediately snorted coldly, "What are you doing here?" With an old nagging look, she completely forgot that the place she was looking for was the territory of Ye in her mouth.

Ye Chen ignored Xiao Luo and stared straight at Mo Chen with deep eyes. In your capacity, it's just a matter of saving him, isn't it?

As soon as Ye Chen said this, Xiao Luo was stunned. Does this old man still have any mysterious identity? Old man, what does he mean by that? Can you save the prince?" Xiaoluo, who still knew himself, naturally knew that he couldn't ask anything at Yechen, so he simply asked Mochen directly.

Seeing that the other party knew his identity, Mo Chen was not very surprised, but he didn't know what to say in the face of the girl's question. Little girl, it's not difficult to save the boy, but..." It seemed that there was something difficult to say, and Mo Chen was silent when he said it.

Xiaoluo was overjoyed, but when he saw the old man's appearance of wanting to talk and stop, he guessed that this matter would not be solved so easily. Is there any difficulty? The king-spiring thing is not a small matter. Xiaoluo has seen thousands of times in history books and TV since ancient times.

"I really regard this as a separate courtyard of the Seven Kings Mansion." Seeing the two talking, Ye, who was completely ignored, snorted coldly. The last time it was damaged by the Seventh Prince, it will end together today!" After saying that, they didn't wait for the two to think through the meaning of his words. Ye Chen suddenly saw a thin sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Mochen.

Xiaoluo, who was scared by the murderous atmosphere emitted at that moment, felt that his body flew to the side before he could shake his mind, and he was actually slapped out by the old man! Fortunately, Mo Chen did not use internal force, but took Xiao Luo ten meters away so as not to be affected.

As soon as this box pushed Xiaoluo away, the sword of the night room had arrived in front of him, and Mo Chen staggered away from the roaring sword. Where is Li'er?" It seemed that he did not intend to do anything with him. After avoiding the domineering move, Mo Chen asked in a low voice. He knew that the reason why the lords of the temple made it difficult for him to kill himself was nothing more than Situling.

"Don't call her Linger, you don't deserve it." With a cold hum, Ye Chen once again took a sharp sword and attacked Mo Chen. The momentum was a little stronger than before, and the murderous atmosphere became stronger and stronger.

Knowing that it is useless to say more, Mo Chen no longer said much and calmly coped with the step-by-step killing of the night.

The so-called master's move can really be summarized by a high word. Even though Xiaoluo tried to open his eyes wide, he still couldn't see the moves of the two people. He only saw the inextricable indistinguishable relationship between one black and one ink and two figures tangled up and down, far and far. The first time he saw his old man's kung fu, Xiao Luo couldn't help smacking his tongue. This old man's martial arts skills were really awesome!

Thinking about what she has learned, she can't help but feel a little ashamed... Although the old man always says that she is talented and talented, Xiao Luo also feels that she has learned well, but now Xiao Luo understands that his qualifications are high, which can't match the old man's decades of practice!

After looking at it for a while, his eyes were only astringent, and he could only see two virtual shadows flying around, and he couldn't even see who had the upper hand. Xiaoluo rubbed his swollen eyes and simply ran back to the room to move a stool out, and then sat far away from the two. I started to take a nap.

Xiaoluo squinted his eyes and dozed leisurely. The two inexplorable people in that box have passed more than a hundred moves. Mo Chenxi's martial arts skills are clever and stable, while Ye Chen's martial arts are strong and domineering. One steady and one urgent is actually fighting against each other. Seeing that more than 200 moves have passed, neither of them have been able to get a little good.

It was another wrong move. Mo Chen looked at Ye Chen with a trace of appreciation in his eyes. "I didn't expect that your martial arts progress was so fast that I couldn't take any advantage after more than 200 moves with you." Mochen did not know what Yechen was in those years, but Mochen knew that his rapid progress in just decades was really impressive.

"It's not the same in this hall. It's not cheap." Yechen seemed to be a little disapproving of his martial arts. If he had such a skill in those years, how could he have suffered so much in vain!" It's useless to say more. Some things will be done together today!"

When Xiao Luo woke up, the two figures were still entangled. Xiao Luo yawned indecently and looked up at the hour, only to find that he had only passed half an hour. No wonder they were still making a move. After a nap, he became more energetic. Xiaoluo ran back to the house with great interest and poured a cup of hot tea, brought out some snacks, and sat in the sun to enjoy the afternoon tea.

From time to time, you have to say the last sentence, such as "Are you tired of fighting?" Slow down and let me learn a few tricks!" After half an hour, the two did not mean to stop, and they didn't seem to hear Xiao Luo's words, and there was no response.

After eating all the snacks and drinking hot tea, Xiao Luo was angry when he saw that the two guys seemed to be addicted! You should know that Mo Yuche is still in prison at this moment!" Old man! Didn't you come here to save Miss Ben?" A lion roar from Hedong finally made the two people fighting together hear it.

With a fierce move to force the night, Mo Chen floated down next to Xiao Luo. Naturally, it's going to take you away, but not now. His eyes fell on a beautiful shadow outside the courtyard door, and Mo Chen rarely showed a look of guilt.

With Mo Chen's eyes, Xiao Luo naturally saw the figure outside the courtyard and jokingly looked at the guilt on the old man's face. Xiao Luo secretly guessed what he had to do with the person outside the courtyard. Looking at that figure, she must be a woman, and she should be a beautiful woman. Is she the old lover of the old man?

Seeing what Mo Chen said in the future, Ye Chen laughed sarcastically, "Since I'm here, I'm afraid it's not so easy to leave." There was no pause. As soon as the words fell, Yechen attacked Mochen again with a sword. Yechen had already felt the familiar breath outside the courtyard, so he had to solve Mochen as soon as possible, so as not to prevent her from...

"Lord." Just as Ye Chen made a move again, a female voice came from outside the courtyard, which made Ye Chensheng stop. This is a grudge between Li Er and him, so let him solve it by himself. Situ Ling came in from outside the courtyard, and his eyes had been staying on Mo Chen since he stepped into the courtyard.

walked slowly in front of Mo Chen step by step and stopped three steps away. Situ Ling looked at the man in front of him with a pain in his chest.

"Linger..." Mo Chen involuntarily stepped forward. As soon as he called Linger, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw a short dagger inserted in front of his chest, and blood slowly overflowed along the wound. Have you calmed down?" As if he didn't see the injury on his chest and let the blood keep overflowing, Mo Chen just looked at the woman in front of him calmly, and his tone was unprecedentedly spoiled.

Mo Chen knew that Situ Ling hated him and annoyed him and wanted to kill him with his own hands. When she stepped into the hospital and walked to her, Mo Chen knew that there was a dagger hidden in her sleeve, so he deliberately stepped forward so that she could successfully stab the dagger into her chest. He owed her nothing about this, and even if he died, he did not complain.

Can you calm down? Situ Li looked at the dagger in front of Mo Chen's chest in a daze, and his mind kept hovering around the words he had just said. Have you calmed down? Have you got rid of your hatred? Situling asked himself in his heart. Originally, killing Mo Chen with her own hands was the driving force for her to survive. Just now, she did not hesitate to stab the dagger into his chest. Because she knew that he would not hide.

And the facts also proved that he really did not hide, let the dagger pierce his chest, his heart! Looking at Yin Hong's blood constantly overflowing from his chest, Situling did not feel any pleasure, but felt that something was gradually disappearing somewhere in his heart.

Looking at the situation, there seemed to be something wrong. Xiao Luo quickly got up and ran to Mo Chen. Seeing the dagger and blood on his chest, he couldn't help breathing. "Old man!" Although Xiaoluo has never respected his teacher and has never regarded him as a master, she has already regarded Mochen as a relative in her heart. At this moment, when she saw that Mo Chen had suffered such a serious injury, she not only did not save herself, but looked at the woman with a doting face. Xiaoluo couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Little girl, it's okay, this is what I owe her..." The calm words could not be calm, and even a trace of blood overflowed from her lips was silent. Linger, if you are still not satisfied, you can take my life at any time. As if it was still in those years, Situling stood in front of him with a charming face, and Mo Chen's tone was as spoiled as ever.

Seeing more and more blood overflowing from his chest and lips, Xiao Luo was anxious but had no choice. Listening to what the old man just said and his doting tone, is this woman really his old lover? Moreover, or did he lose her? The old man's sweetheart is Ning Wanwan, who comes from the same age as himself, and Xiao Luo naturally knows it.

"Hmm! Do you think this can atone for your sins!" Ignoring the strangeness that was quietly lost in his heart, Situling snorted coldly and opened the distance between the two, "Are you still the ignorant and ignorant in those years? Can you forget everything if you spoil them!" Seeing the usual spoiled look in Mo Chen's eyes, Situling was even more angry. How could he do this! After hurting her like that, you can still look at her with such a spoiled tone and eyes!

"Linger, since he is dedicated to death, why don't you complete him!" For Mo Chen's willingness to let Linger stab his chest, Ye Chen was a little surprised but didn't say much. At this moment, when he saw that Linger had lost his former calmness again, he knew that it was not good. He quickly took a step forward and stabbed Mo Chen with the sharp sword in his hand.

Before the sword approached, it was dodged by Mo Chen. If you want to take my life, I will never complain, but you are not qualified!" He glanced at Yechen coldly. Mo Chen casually pulled out the dagger on his chest but did not stop the bleeding. The blood of the wound suddenly sprayed out with the movement of the dagger being pulled out, and sprinkled blood flowers.