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459. Meeting Mo Xianliang Again【9】

"Qinghong, it looks like Mo Xianliang, let's go take a look." Mu Qing pulled Sheng Qinghong's sleeve and left.

It was Mo Xianliang and Mo Wang who were escaping there. They had been hiding in the capital for a long time, and they only found a chance to escape today. Who knew they were still discovered by the guards.

Mo Xianliang was seriously injured, so he couldn't run fast at this time.

"Mo Wang, you go first..." Mo Xianliang pushed Mo Wang. His face, which was as delicate as a peony, was now haggard, but he still exuded an aura of nobility, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

, and full of hatred.

He hated Mo Chenyun, who had ruined everything for him, killed his queen mother, and destroyed the Dugu family.

"Your Majesty, I will not leave. Mo Wang swears to stay by your side to the death." Mo Wang's face was extremely determined. Even if Mo Xianliang is no longer the prince, he will still be his slave.

"If you don't come, there's no rush." ​​Mo Xianliang's voice was a little hoarse. During these days of hiding, he couldn't eat well or sleep well, and the injuries on his body were not well treated. Some places were suppurated, red and swollen.

He didn't have the strength to run now, and there were a large number of guards behind him.

He thought he couldn't escape today, but he was unwilling to do so.

Mo Wang shook his head and kept pulling Mo Xianliang to run with him, but after all, Mo Xianliang was seriously injured. There was no way the two of them could outrun the guards. After a while, a large group of guards surrounded them.

"Third Prince, just accept your fate!" The guard who rushed up first looked at Mo Xianliang with a contemptuous smile.

Mo Xianliang raised his head slightly, raised his chin and stared at the speaker provocatively, "You are just a dog of Mo Chenyun, what qualifications do you have to talk to me."

"Hahaha, even if I were the emperor's dog, I would be much nobler than the current Third Prince!" The speaker raised his head and laughed, and then said in a deep voice to the people around him, "Catch him and take him back. The emperor will deal with it himself.

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Don't forget to look at the rushing guards, with anxiety on their faces, and fly towards them.

"Don't forget, come back..." Mo Xianliang yelled, his breath became unstable and he kept coughing violently.

Just when the guards were about to kill Mo Wang, two fighting auras, one white and one black, stabbed at the guards like sharp swords. Only a few "ah" sounds were heard, and the guards all fell to the ground.

When everyone was panicking, Mu Qingkuang and Sheng Qinghong flew down in front of Mo Wang.

"Who are you, how dare you stop the royal family from doing its business?" The person who originally spoke pointed at Mu Qingkuang and said coldly and domineeringly.

Mu Qing raised her lips crazily and smiled proudly, "I'm in charge of this matter today. I won't allow anyone to hurt them."

"Who do you think you are, get out of here."

Mu Qingkuang's eyes suddenly narrowed into a dangerous slit, and then she waved white fighting spirit with her hands to attack the person who spoke. She thought he should be the one who should get out!

"ah……"

With a scream and roar, Mu Qingkuang fell to the ground. His speed was not as fast as Mu Qingkuang's, so before he could use his strength, the white fighting spirit had already hit him.

Only now did the others notice Mu Qingkuang's white fighting spirit, and they were so frightened that they all backed away. That was a Fighting Saint...

"Go away..." Mu Qingkuang shouted coldly and expressionlessly.

The body of the man she hit on the ground kept twitching. When the others saw this, they immediately stepped forward to help him up and ran away.

After they rolled far away, Mu Qingkuang turned around.
Chapter completed!
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