stocking the prince to death

Chapter 545 Talk the Most, Die the Fastest

Mo Qi nodded, "Yes."

There are countless imperial guards, just five hundred, which is just a fraction.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at the sea of ​​corpses around her, and yawned, "Go back, there should be no killers."

As soon as the words fell, she smiled suddenly, "No, someone is here again!"

Ji Ruyue naturally also heard the voice, he smiled indifferently, and the contemptuous arc of his mouth was undisguised.

"Jumping Clown!"

"Too!"

She smiled lowly, she was indeed a clown.

With her and Ji Ruyue's martial arts, there are only a handful of people in the world who can hurt them, and these dead soldiers, no matter how powerful they are, cannot match them.

but……

Are these people trying to fight with wheels?

She curled her lips in disdain, then looked up at the person coming.

This time there were fewer people, only thirty or so.

When they saw Mo Qi and Ji Ruyue, they were all taken aback.

The strong smell of blood and the corpses all over the place made them retreat a bit.

The leader frowned, looked at Mo Qi coldly, and made a gesture, and the rest of them immediately surrounded them.

Mo Qi looked lazily with his arms crossed, but didn't make a move.

And Ji Ruyue also leaned lazily on Mo Qi's shoulder, her figure was tall and extremely lazy.

The leader didn't attack directly, he looked at Mo Qi, "Hand over the Tianxuan order! We don't need to kill you!"

Hearing this, Mo Qi almost laughed out loud.

Who gave this bastard so much courage and confidence?

kill them?

Did she hear right?
Mo Qi picked out his ears, then blew into his mouth, "Stop talking nonsense!"

When this group of people opened their mouths, it was the order of Tianxuan, but it is not clear who sent it.

She still has to rely on their martial arts to distinguish.

Hearing Mo Qi's words, the man's face under the black veil sank, "Since you don't eat or drink a toast, don't blame us for being rude!"

Mo Qi frowned, "So much nonsense!" Seeing the man's dark eyes, she added, "The person who dies the fastest is usually the one who talks the most!"

After saying that, she turned her lips and looked at Ji Ruyue, "Leave it to me!"

Seeing Ji Ruyue nodding her head, she grabbed Changhong and stepped forward.

Changhong trembled low in her palm, as if excited.

Changhong is originally a spiritual sword, its nature is bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.

The more people Mo Qi killed, the more blood Changhong drank, the greater its power.

So to a certain extent, Changhong is actually a murder weapon.

The thicker the blood stained, the stronger its evil spirit.

The corner of Mo Qi's mouth twitched into a careless smile, and her shining eyes were outlined by her charming face.

But opposite to her smile, is her merciless shot!
Sword intent intertwined, murderous aura lingered in this space.

Mo Qi hooked her lips, her eyes were filled with undisguised excitement.

This group of people is much more durable than the royal hidden guards!

At least it can make her feel the fighting spirit.

She licked her scarlet lips, flipped her wrists, her figure suddenly accelerated, she raised her sword and dropped it, and Changhong was stained with blood again in an instant.

There were less than half of the 30 people left, and the rest looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

"kill!"

Mo Qi went forward without hesitation.

"laugh!"

When the sword entered her body, she bent her eyes, looked at the man in front of her, and said silently: "Idiot!"

man:"……"

Before being killed, he was absolutely pissed off!

After another cup of tea, the people in front of them all fell into a pool of blood in a mess.

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(End of this chapter)