The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 122 Really Tired
Feng Mochen looked at her in disbelief, she didn't want him anymore, did she choose Han Qianmo?His stiff hands showed blue veins, he took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice, "Whether you are Mu Qi or Bai Liruo, you are still Princess Chen, the woman who tactfully and happily under me every night..."

Before he could finish his words, Bai Liruo had already raised his hand and slapped him. Feng Mochen looked at her steadfastly, with an unyielding determination in his eyes, no one could snatch her from his hands. Let's go, even if it's Han Qianmo, he can't!

"Feng Mochen, why can you never learn basic respect? You humiliated me in every possible way when you were in the Prince Chen's Mansion, and used me in every possible way when you were the Queen. Now I'm just a leftover pawn you use, leave it to me In the end, the dignity of being a human being, isn't it good?" Bai Liruo burst into tears, and looked at Feng Mochen with hatred, it was the first time she looked at him like this.

Feng Mochen's heart seemed to be tightly tightened by a pair of invisible hands, and he felt sharp pain even while breathing. He shook his head and looked at her in disbelief. When she was indifferent to him, he would rather she hated him, but now she hates him , he realized that he would rather she only left him a back view, at least he could look at her back and have some dreams that the two of them lived in peace.

But now, the dream is shattered, and the long time of respecting each other as a guest is only because she is tired and doesn't want to hate anymore. He kept shaking his head, but holding her hand tighter and tighter, he gritted his teeth and said coldly, "If only hate Only then can you stay, then you hate it!"

Han Qianmo shook his head helplessly, looked at Bai Liruo and said, "Ruo'er, you saw it, it was him, he refused to let go..."

As soon as his voice fell, his hands moved, and the blood-clothed killers surrounded them. Feng Mochen's soft sword shook out blossoming sword flowers, holding Bai Liruo with one hand, and facing the enemy with the other. Although his martial arts had reached the peak, Xue Yi couldn't get close for a while, Han Qianmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to shoot a stray bullet.

Separated by Feng Mochen's long sword, he kicked away the bloody coat that was attacking him with a beautiful whirl. The stray bullet was hit by the long sword and released a puff of white smoke. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and all the internal strength in his body was lost. He propped his long sword on the ground, and the soft sword bent an arc between his body and the ground. The blood-clothed snake spear had pierced his shoulder blade. Looking at Bai Liruo.

Bai Liruo roared, "Stop!"

Han Qianmo waved his hand, the bloody clothes fell off, and he looked at Feng Mochen expressionlessly.

Feng Mochen had trouble breathing, and her aunt was bleeding continuously from her shoulders, her eyes were blurred, and she said regretfully, "You put medicine in the dishes?"

Bai Liruo nodded, and said coldly, "Assortment of mandarin ducks and grilled meat, my favorite dish!"

"You didn't take a bite, just because watching the person you like eat the food you like, is that a kind of happiness?" Feng Mochen laughed mockingly, the corners of his lips overflowed with blood, as if in extreme pain, strands of blood It slid down his jaw, leaving a sinuous curve.

If Bai Li didn't speak, he just turned his face away slightly. She was just showing general weakness, and he would temporarily lose his internal strength. As long as he was willing to let her go, Han Qianmo would not hurt him.

"Ruo'er, tell me yourself that you don't love me anymore, and the person you love is Han Qianmo..." Feng Mochen snarled and looked at Bai Liruo, holding his soft sword and straightening his back , looking coldly into Bai Liruo's eyes.

Bai Liruo let out a long breath, looked at Feng Mochen and said indifferently, "Your Majesty, why are you doing this? My name is Mu Qi. I came to this world to be saved by Han Qianmo. I am his fiancée. Let's go." After so much, I missed so much, I just, look back..."

"Li Ruo," Feng Mochen sighed, and said helplessly, "To this day, you can't turn back, and neither can I!"

Bai Liruo didn't speak, but the cold little hand was still in his palm, and his eyes were already icy cold. Han Qianmo swung the long sword first, and stood quietly in blood clothes. The long sword and the soft sword collided, and the soft sword was thrown away. Feng Mochen's tiger's mouth was shaken with blood, he looked at his hand, and turned his head to look at Bai Liruo coldly.

Bai Liruo tried hard to shake off the grip of his hand, but Feng Mochen held on tightly and refused to let go, Han Qianmo turned his long sword and slashed towards Feng Mochen's wrist, if he didn't let go, it was very likely that he would Han Qianmo will cut off his wrist.

Bai Liruo seemed to be struggling, but with a strong push, Feng Mochen staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. Han Qianmo withdrew his sword and held Bai Liruo's hand. The two looked at Feng Mochen who was vomiting blood on the ground. Pale as white as paper, his deep eyes looked at the hands of the two without blinking.

He struggled to stand up, walked towards Bai Liruo unsteadily, Xue Yi kicked, and he fell down again.

"Let's go..." Han Qianmo calmly took Bai Liruo's hand and prepared to leave.

Feng Mochen was already under the control of the drug, he held back his dizziness, he stretched out his hand to grab Bai Liruo's trousers, his scarlet eyes were as red as dripping blood, his shoulder blades were bleeding, and panting, "Ruoer, don't go—"

Bai Liruo looked down at him, she knew that his shoulder had been seriously injured, and he seldom even used weapons on weekdays. When he had to, he could only use a soft sword with a soft texture. Completely useless, she looked into his scarlet eyes, and said lightly, "Feng Mochen, let go!"

Feng Mochen didn't speak, but the hand holding her trouser leg was a little harder, Han Qianmo shot out with a long sword, piercing his bleeding right arm, and said coldly, "I told you to let go, can't you hear me?"

The pain brought Feng Mochen back to consciousness slightly, he looked at Bai Liruo with a pale face, and said two words trembling on his thin lips, "Don't go..."

Han Qianmo withdrew his sword and pointed it coldly at his chest. Bai Liruo shook his hand and said, "Don't kill him, he's the emperor..."

Han Qianmo and Bai Liruo looked at each other, turned their long swords slightly, and kicked Feng Mochen away forcefully, Feng Mochen spit out a big mouthful of blood from his thin lips, couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out.

"Li Ruo, are you feeling distressed?" Han Qianmo said lightly, frowning, and helped Bai Li Ruo walk towards the distant horse.

"Of course it hurts, I've always loved him!" Bai Liruo didn't hide it, and got on the horse with Han Qianmo's support.

"If that's the case, why won't you forgive him?" Han Qianmo let out a sigh as he rolled onto another horse.

"A broken mirror can never be reunited!" Bai Liruo said nonchalantly as he drove along.

Han Qianmo smiled slightly, and rode his horse to catch up. The horse raised dust, and in the haze, a light woman in purple approached Feng Mochen. She frowned beautifully and said coldly, "Why are you doing this?"

The dark guard in black fell from the shadow of the tree, cupped his fists and said, "Master, why didn't you help me just now?"

"If you come to the rescue, that woman will not be able to leave him again. You have recruited enough people to kill all the bloody clothes and Bai Liruo in secret. Remember, don't leave any traces!" The woman looked in the direction of the dust indifferently, A cruel smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

Bai Liruo was riding on the horse, turning her head from time to time, she was worried that Feng Mochen, he is the emperor now, there must be many people trying to kill him, and he just passed out on the road, wondering if there would be any danger.

"Since you're so reluctant, why did you leave?" Han Qianmo said lightly, her thick eyebrows frowned.

Bai Liruo sighed, "Let's go, Xueyi has to retreat quickly, such a large-scale operation will probably be massacred by Lai Dongchang..."

"It's already here..." Han Qianmo frowned, reined in the reins, and looked ahead solemnly.

Bai Liruo stopped there, looked at the continuous mountains and cold cliffs in front of him, and asked in puzzlement, "What's coming?"

"The killer of Dongchang." Han Qianmo said calmly, clenched the long sword around his waist, and the bloody clothes behind him all looked heavy, as if they were facing an enemy.

"If they came, why didn't you rescue Feng Mochen just now?" Bai Liruo jumped off the horse, let go of the rein, and let the horse go away by itself.

Han Qianmo turned over and got off the horse, patted the horse's buttocks, let the horse drive forward, shook his head and said, "They may have discovered our whereabouts early in the morning, and they are going to attack now, just want to catch them all!"

Just as Bai Liruo was about to say something, she saw the horse galloping in the canyon, and was immediately knocked down by the howling rain of arrows, her complexion changed, and she said coldly, "There is an ambush ahead, what should we do now? "

"An ambush was also set up at the back. It must be too late to turn around now. We'll just wait here and let them move first..." Han Qianmo turned around and let all the bloody clothes let go of their horses, and the group waited in place.

Sure enough, within a short while, the dense Dongchang palace guard came crouching down and holding a long sword. Bai Liruo frowned, and when he looked back, there were also dark ambush soldiers on the other side, "What should we do now?"

Bai Liruo looked around anxiously, the surrounding area was getting smaller and smaller, she reached out and took out the pistol at her waist, there were only two bullets left, it was useless at all.

"I will protect you, don't worry!" Han Qianmo's long sword lay across his chest, his eyes froze, and the long sword pulled out blossoming sword flowers. In the blood, someone had fallen to the ground and howled.

Bai Liruo was in the protective circle formed by Xueyi and Han Qianmo. She could tell that the people from Dongchang wanted to drive them all out without mercy. In a short while, many of Xueyi had fallen down, and the ground was full of corpses and Broken limbs and arms.

Bai Liruo was splashed with blood on her cheek. She took a pistol and fired a shot into the sky. Everyone stood there in shock and forgot to kill. Han Qianmo immediately returned to her side, panting, "If Son, what are you going to do?"

Bai Liruo looked coldly at the killers forming a circle, and said coldly, "I want to see your master, Ziyi!"

Everyone sneered, ready to attack again, but Bai Liruo suddenly raised his pistol and pointed it at a figure on a treetop in the distance, and said coldly, "Believe it or not, I'm so far away, and I can kill Ziyi with one shot? "

Everyone was silent for a while, a purple figure drifted past in the distance, and sneering laughter filled the Shura field with this blood type, Zi Yi appeared coldly in front of Bai Liruo, and said coldly, "Do you think you can threaten me?"

"I think it's okay," Bai Liruo raised his chin, and said coldly, "You put these bloody clothes and rice paddies, otherwise, my bullets will definitely shoot through you at the last moment. If you don't believe me, just try it, it's your lightness." Great, but my bullets are faster!"

Ziyi didn't speak, but just looked at Bai Liruo coldly, Han Qianmo tugged at Bai Liruo's sleeves, frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, she can't let me go, and I won't abandon you either one person……"

Zi Yi nodded, "Xue Yi can leave, but Bai Liruo, you and Han Qianmo must die!"

Han Qianmo stepped forward, puffed out his chest and said, "Leave Ziyi alone, Li Ruo and I, let us do whatever we want!"

Bai Liruo stepped forward slightly, expressing agreement with Han Qianmo's words, Ziyi gave her a cold look, nodded and said, "Give me the pistol, and I'll put the bloody clothes on..."

(End of this chapter)