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Chapter 8127 Failed
Luo Fengtang shot again, killing the idea of ​​the two sisters wanting to commit suicide to apologize in the cradle.

The female general fell to the ground and screamed, raised her hands to smash her head, but Luo Fengtang stepped on her hands again, making her completely immobile, like a pig waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

As for the wizard, he was lying on the ground, motionless.

Yang Ruoqing came to the side of the wizard, and pulled aside the messy hair covering the general's face, revealing the wizard's desperate face.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to get depressed, I'll show you something else, I'm sure you'll be even more desperate."

Yang Ruoqing patted the wizard on the shoulder, and showed her sword.

The moment the wizard saw the sword, a wave of despair flashed across his eyes.

"The sword looks so familiar, where have you seen it before?"

The wizard muttered to himself, struggling to sit up from the ground.

The female general also saw it, and said loudly, "That's the Moxie sword, it's drawn in the books handed down by the ancestors, that's what it looks like."

The wizard's eyes were shining brightly, "There is only one way to verify whether it is Moxie Sword..."

"Come on, take a look." Yang Ruoqing directly threw the sword at the wizard.

The wizard held the sword with both hands, with a solemn expression. Enduring the pain in her body, she supported the sword with one hand and the scabbard with the other, and pulled out the scabbard with all her strength.

Not moving.

The wizard took a deep breath and pulled out again.

Still unsuccessful.

The wizard closed his eyes and mobilized the breath in his body, continuously pouring power into his hands, and then pulled out...

Still unsuccessful.

Not only that, the blood that the wizard had just forced back began to surge again, overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

But she was very happy and excitedly said to the female general: "Sister, come and try."

The female general couldn't wait for a long time, she heard that she hurried over and was about to spit on her hands, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her.

"Is it disgusting? How can I take it later?"

The female general was in a hurry, "Hands are slippery, and the output is unstable."

Yang Ruoqing threw a handful of powder into her hand, "Come on, use this to rub."

The female general rubbed it, and it really didn't slip.

"Sister let me come!"

The female general came to the wizard with great excitement, and stretched out slightly trembling arms to take the Moxie sword.

"Roar!"

She stomped her feet and took a stride, and then let out a roar like a rainbow, and then began to exert strength.

Mo Xiejian didn't show any face.

"Ha, it's like sticking together, it's really hard to pull out!"

Although she couldn't pull it out, the female general wasn't discouraged at all, and instead stimulated her desire to conquer and curiosity even more.

Because when their sisters were very young, they often heard their mother and aunts talking about the past, and the empress, Mo Xiejian, often appeared in their topics.

It is said that Mo Xie Sword is recognized by the owner, and the Empress can pull it out, but others, including the general who helped the Empress bring back Mo Xie Sword, cannot pull it out.

Mo Xiejian has been with the empress all her life and has protected her lord countless times. It is a spiritual sword.

After the empress died, Mo Xiejian was also buried with her. Although they all knew that Mo Xiejian should be in the coffin of the empress, they did not dare to offend the spirit of the empress to open the coffin to pay respects to Mo Xiejian.

At this moment, the pair of tomb robbers brought out the Mo Xie sword. How could the two sisters not fulfill their wish since childhood?
They also want to pull it out, maybe they are the masters chosen by Mo Xiejian?
With the help of Mo Xiejian, maybe the sisters could turn defeat into victory today and repel this pair of tomb robbers?

"Female general, you can swing a copper hammer that weighs hundreds of kilograms, come on, come on!"

Yang Ruoqing clenched her fist beside her to cheer up the female general.

The female general roared again, the roof shook, her muscles swelled instantly, her veins burst out, and the blood in her eyeballs wove into spider webs.

The power was like a green current jumping and surging, wrapping around her arms.

Looking at such a female general, Yang Ruoqing suddenly remembered the appearance of the strong man in the old version of Contra.

However, Mo Xiejian still didn't give the female general any face.

The female general herself spat out a mouthful of blood due to exhaustion due to excessive force.

The female general was still not convinced, and tried to try again, but was stopped by the wizard.

"Sister, forget it, don't try it, we can't pull it out." The wizard said.

"This is a magic weapon, it has spirituality, and it will recognize its master." The wizard said again.

The female general bared her teeth, "Could it be that only the empress can pull out the sword? I really want to see what the blade inside is like!"

The wizard shook his head helplessly.

Her eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing again: "This sword will recognize its owner. Even if you steal it, it will be of no use. Why don't you return it to its original owner and treat it as a good deed?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "I am its owner."

"Just blow it up, you..." The female general sneered, but before the laughter stopped, a puff of green smoke flew past her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing held a sword in her hand after a ding and trembling sound, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and a layer of green brilliance wrapped around her body.

At first glance, it is extraordinary.

"This, this, is this pulled out?"

The female general and the wizard looked at the empty scabbard in their hands, then at the sword in Yang Ruoqing's hand, and were dumbfounded again.

"Did you really pull it out? Moxie Sword actually recognized you as its master?"

"How is this possible? Mo Xiejian betrayed the Empress?"

The sisters were in deep doubt.

At this time, Luo Fengtang returned to Yang Ruoqing's side, he lightly embraced her shoulders, and said to the sisters: "My Qing'er is the new owner of Mo Xiejian, when you see her true face, you will naturally understand."

While speaking, he looked at Yang Ruoqing gently, and nodded to her.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, quickly took off the monkey mask on her face and threw it aside.

The mask shattered in half on the ground.

When the eyes of the wizard and the female general touched Yang Ruoqing's face, they were so horrified that their minds went blank!
Neither of the sisters knew how they finally found their minds.

The female general shook her head again and again, her face full of shock: "It's unbelievable, there are people who look so similar in this world? This is exactly the same as the empress, only missing a dragon robe!"

After experiencing a huge shock, the wizard turned into ecstatic joy.

She straightened her dirty dress, came to Yang Ruoqing, and slowly knelt down in front of Yang Ruoqing with devotion and awe, passion and surprise.

"His Majesty!"

Her arms are pressed against the ground, her forehead is pressed against the floor under her feet, like a faithful believer who has trekked thousands of miles to rush to the Holy Land, kowtow to her belief and the king in her heart...

This time, it was Yang Ruoqing who was dumbfounded.

"Hey, don't be like this, I'm not your empress, your empress is still lying in the coffin in the underground palace, don't knock me, I won't give you back if I knocked the wrong person!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hands to avoid it.

She is good at everything, but she can't bear others to kowtow to her.

(End of this chapter)