However, two fists are hard to beat four feet, not to mention that they have countless feet. These strong men seemed to be deliberately playing with Pei Heng. They did not immediately take Mo'er's life, but instead fought him with interest. Seeing him gradually losing strength, they slowly turned behind him and stabbed Mo'er with a long sword.

Mo'er had no strength to tie a chicken. Seeing the long sword approaching, she tried her best to dodge her. However, the martial arts masters were completely disdainful of her reaction, and then another knife slashed straight towards her.

Mo'er tripped over the soil and fell heavily on Pei Heng's body. Only then did she realize that blood marks were seeping out of Pei Heng's shoulders and back.

The red color is extremely terrifying.

"Pei joins the army!"

"Don't harm him. Since you want my life, just take it!"

Now that things have come, Mo'er has gradually realized that since these people are coming for her, they can only be sent by that person.

She asked herself that she had never offended anyone since she grew up, let alone hated her so much that she wanted to murder her.

She was just a little maid from the East Palace, and no one noticed her when she was left in the crowd, so why was she so resentful?

There was only that person, only him, and I didn't want her to live well.

If one person does things and one person is responsible for it, Pei Heng has nothing to do with that person, how can he be implicated by himself?

Pei Heng covered his chest, but his hands still refused to let go. Mo'er struggled desperately, trying to escape from his control and fight against those evil people.

A steel knife, flashing with a cold light, pierced straight towards Mo'er's neck. A young man in white jumped out from somewhere in a flash. With a wave of his sleeves, several iron beads were instantly sprinkled. Several strong men running up immediately stood there.

Not moving anymore.

The young man in brocade robe was in a daze and came forward to check it. He pushed it slightly, and the strong men were like a collapsed building. They gradually fell and looked at the pulse again, and there was no ups and downs at all.

All dead.

The young man was shocked. In front of Pei Heng and Mo'er, a young man in white was standing with a slender figure. The man was Luo Yi.

Pei Heng recognized him, and Mo'er seemed to have an impression that he was the prince's person.

When I saw him thin and handsome, I thought he was a person who was just a counselor who only took the initiative. When I saw him today, I realized that it was a real person who did not show his appearance, and he actually possessed superb martial arts.

The young man in brocade robe looked around and found that several corpses were lying in the streets and alleys, and he was the only one who was walking with him, still breathing.

Luo Yi was slow and calm. Seeing the scars on Pei Heng's body, he looked a little surprised. Then, several masters jumped off the wall and caught the young man in brocade robe as he said.

The young man in brocade knew that the deadline was approaching, so he immediately needed to keep his teeth in a tight spot. Unexpectedly, the hero beside him could not move his joints.

He blinked his eyes and thought to himself, it's over.

Luo Yi turned around and helped Pei Heng up: "Can Pei join the army? Can you still hold on?"

"I'm fine. That young man is here to kill Mo'er, so he must keep a living."

"I understand, don't worry."

Several people walked out of the alley. On the wide streets, lively celebrations were still underway. People were laughing and laughter everywhere, and lanterns were illuminating the dark night. The noisy and prosperous things in front of them made people wonder, doubting the authenticity of the battle between life and death just now.

The few people were in the western market, so without saying anything, they naturally went to the nameless restaurant to take refuge for a while.

When he entered the inner room, Wumingzi frowned when he saw Pei Heng's injury.

"Didn't you ask you to help? Why are you still injured like this!"

Luo Yi shrugged disapprovingly and looked at Pei Heng: "I can't blame me for this, I'm also giving Pei Zongjun a chance to show his performance."

"The beauty is on my side, and Pei Ganjun fought desperately to make the beauty fall in love. If I come forward to help, I will be conquered without a single move and half a move. How could I still hold the beauty back!"

He said it very well, but Mo'er felt uncomfortable when he heard it. Pei Heng suffered such a serious injury in order to save him. This man was full of martial arts, but he only watched coldly. Seeing that they could not hold on anymore, he rushed over to help.

If the villain had started faster, they might have died long ago and would not have been able to wait for his help.

"My husband, Mo'er thanks you for helping you, but your actions are also despicable. If you do this, don't you watch us wander on the road of death? If you are careless and lose our lives, you don't care?"

Her questioning made Luo Yi feel ashamed. He was really wronged this time. When he arrived, they had been forced into the alley and fought for a while. He immediately rushed to help, but still injured Pei Heng.

Now, it is just a joke that they are sensible and joking. It seems that it is better for him to keep silent if he is a taciturn person like him.

He apologized repeatedly to explain the truth, and Mo'er gradually disappeared. The enemy was in front of him, and now it was not the time to worry about these minor details.

The injuries on Pei Heng's body seemed ferocious, but in fact they did not hurt their muscles and bones. After a simple bandage, they could control the injury.

Several people sat together and began to sort out today's incident.

Everything was exactly the same as Li Jun’s expectations. When he threw out the burden of Kutao, he realized the risk of doing so.

Wu Sansi is not a fool. Once Kutao’s affairs can no longer be covered, he will soon think that this person might die in Luoyang. If she is already dead or her personal body is under control, then the letters that Kutao went to Chang'an must have been faked.

The letter is fake, who sent it to Mo'er.

Mo'er was the informant he personally placed in the Eastern Palace. He always trusted her very much. He still remembered Mo'er's words that day. She said that Kutao and she knew each other and knew each other's identities. Kutao was in a hurry to go to Chang'an and could not leave the palace, so he entrusted her to deliver the letter.

Looking back now, this was a very clumsy lie. He actually believed it at that time and handed the letter to Wu Yanxiu, calming down his mood.

What a stupid decision.

If he had seen through this lie at that time, he would not have given the prince the opportunity. What made him even more frightened was the copper talisman in Mo'er's hand.

That was the magic weapon to defeat the prince in one fell swoop, and he handed it to her with his own hands. If the letter was false at the time, then there was no doubt that Mo'er was already the prince's person. It was really hateful. He expected that the copper talisman had also reached the prince's hand.

The anger in his heart was imaginable. He could not have imagined that he would be in the hands of a young lady for a lifetime. For the sake of this, he had to kill her to sacrifice the flag first.
Chapter completed!