Heritage foundry

Chapter 109
Bai Hong circled around, and the moment Zhou Mo landed on the ground, he bounced up again suddenly, and went out of the house directly through the window.

Zhou Mo's figure had just broken out of the window, and Dylan had already arrived. There were red gold flashes on his hands, and he was actually wearing a pair of red gloves. There was a faint layer of golden flame burning on the gloves.

As soon as his body fell to the ground, Zhou Mo didn't dare to delay, and his figure disappeared into the window like lightning.

The next moment, the red-golden flame drew two flame trails at Zhou Mo's position just now.

Dylan's figure appeared outside the window, with a little golden flame burning between his eyebrows. Seeing Zhou Mo's disappearance, the flame between his eyebrows jumped slightly. Dylan turned his head sharply and looked towards Zhou Mo's bedroom indoors.

Zhou Mo held the scimitar in his hand, which had been realized through the realization of the death knife Dalong, and turned around to jump out of the bedroom window. Suddenly, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he instinctively pulled out the scimitar with the chrysanthemum pattern around his waist, and laid it horizontally in front of his body.

A red golden flame passed through three walls and came to Zhou Mo in an instant.

With a bang, the flame hit the chrysanthemum-patterned scimitar, burst open, and golden sparks splashed everywhere. I don't know if it was the autumn chrysanthemum formed by the chrysanthemum-patterned scimitar shattered, or the fireworks formed by the red-gold flame explosion.

Zhou Mo had no time to take care of this, the moment the flame hit the chrysanthemum-patterned scimitar, he already knew it was not good, and the death knife that materialized in his hand turned into a white rainbow to protect his whole body, blocking all the golden sparks around him However, the violent explosion still toppled Zhou Mo out and hit the bedroom wall.

With this collision, Zhou Mo ran straight out of the room, holding a dead knife in his hand, pointing his toes on the ground, and ran towards the street. Fleeing to the street, under the eyes of the officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau and many soldiers in the garrison, Dylan, the head of the division of the Internal Guard, should have taken care of it.

But Zhou Mo knew better in his heart that the speed of life in the mysterious state was definitely beyond his reach, so Zhou Mo walked against the wall, the dead knife in his hand slashed out in countless white rainbows while galloping.

The moment his figure skimmed over the wall, the last supporting point of the entire wall of Zhou Mo's residence was chopped to pieces by Zhou Mo.

The exquisite two-story building fell to one side the moment Zhou Mo rushed out.

At this time, Dylan was in Zhou Mo's bedroom, and just about to chase out from that wall, the rubble fell down.

The golden flames between the eyebrows were in full bloom, and the golden flames on Dylan's hands jumped about ten feet high, then gathered into a ball, and then exploded with a bang. The violent shock wave directly overturned the fallen house into the midair.

A house collapsed, and Zhou Mo never thought how much time he could delay the life of a mysterious person. Sure enough, it was almost just a breathing time, and the sound of a violent explosion came from behind. At this time, Zhou Mo was only one step away from the street outside the courtyard. remote.

However, Dylan's long and narrow eyes had already locked onto Zhou Mo's figure, and the red gloves on his hands were blazing with golden yellow flames, aiming at Zhou Mo's back heart from afar.

The two strings of flames connected Zhou Mo's vest and Dylan's hands almost instantly. Zhou Mo only felt that his heart was locked by a burst of hot energy, and the strength of his whole body faded instantly, while his whole body was pulled back violently.

At this moment, Zhou Mo almost lost all thoughts. He almost uprooted the influence of the third prince in Yingyang City, and by the way, destroyed the communication channel between the third prince and Sheyuan. This is the result of Zhou Mo in the past two days. The fourth prince's place is naturally pleasing, but if it falls into the hands of the third prince's confidant, Dylan, he may be in a dilemma of life and death!
The back of the neck was suddenly grabbed by a pair of big hands with a little metallic texture, Zhou Mo was lifted up, and Dilan's sinister gaze behind him let Zhou Mo know that Dilan had already made a killing heart for him .

"Zhou Mo, you are a rare talent, but your vision is a bit off. The fourth prince has a grandpa with a lion heart who has lost power, and he is an idle prince who is taking on an errand for the first time. How can you compare with the third prince? If you have the wrong master, you should have expected this day."

"Hey, Zhou Mo, don't blame the old slave for not giving you a chance, but who told you not to cherish it?"

The feminine aristocratic Yayin spoke slowly, at this time Zhou Mo was already a mouse in the cat's mouth, and his life and death were only in Dylan's thoughts.

In the palace, Dylan has seen countless people who look majestic and unparalleled on weekdays, but before they die, they are all depressed and described as bleak. In contrast, looking at the state of people before death, Dylan is not One of many hobbies.

Holding the back of Zhou Mo's neck in his hand, and I don't know how hard Dylan used it, Zhou Mo's neck turned slowly in his palm.

Zhou Mo turned his back to Dylan bit by bit, turned to face Dylan, a spot of black iron on his right hand was mixed with a pure white light cluster, and it was manifesting.

That year, the imperial capital was just in spring, and the plum blossoms were blooming against the evening snow. He saw her in front of the plum blossoms, like a lazy cloud floating among the plum blossoms on the snow. In just a moment, love had already sprouted.

He is the noble son of the prince, the commander-in-chief of all armies, and the most admired and beloved son of the current emperor.

She is just a fugitive slave from the Duke's mansion, the daughter of a sinner.

However, the pull of love thread, even the heaven and the earth, can't stop each other for a moment, two people love each other desperately, and accompany each other desperately.

He killed in the army, and he would rather burn the city and slaughter the species than win her a title back.

She was waiting in the palace, and she would rather be looked down upon by thousands of people and suffer in every possible way than to wait for him.

He was outraged by hundreds of clans and condemned by all people for her.

She broke her exquisite heart three times for him, and would rather die than destroy it.

He is far away in the wilderness, and she follows him thousands of miles away.

He took pains to save her life.

She felt guilty planning for him.

His body was destroyed and his life died, and she also lost her fragrance and soul, and went with the king.

There is only a thread of love left in the world, which cannot be cut off.

The moment Zhou Mo faced Dylan, a thread of love suddenly appeared in his hand, and the thread intertwined into two strands, one golden and the other black.

In the eyes, the color of red gold suddenly flashed. Behind Zhou Mo, a figure in blood-colored battle armor stood vigorously, with the blood-colored battle aura condensed in his hands, and a blood-colored sword in his hand, with a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Big, break the army's fighting spirit!" Dylan forcefully squeezed out a sentence as if his voice was being choked.

The next moment, the bloody battle sword was swung, and a deep and magnetic call echoed throughout Yingyang City:

"cloud……"

The battle sword swung down, and Dylan fell to the ground with a Dou Daren's head.

Zhou Mo let out a muffled sound, his feet landed on the ground again, the red gold color in his eyes faded, and he was slightly in a daze. The unforgettable love seemed to repeat itself on him in an instant.

Staring at the love thread intertwined with black and gold in his hand, Zhou Mo was silent, and the low voice of calling was still echoing in his ears.

Carefully tied the strand of blue silk around his neck, Zhou Mo's black eyes closed slightly, and he whispered to himself:
"Love is the most difficult word since ancient times, Lamas-Otto. In the past, you wanted to kill me to save my wife, and I would kill you instead. It can be said that I owe you both. Today, I will inherit your legacy and save my life. In the future, everyone Zhou Mo is obliged to repay you and his wife!"

With a low murmur, Zhou Mo tied the love thread around his neck, and the black and golden light flickered slightly.

Equipment Name: Love Silk

Equipment Requirements: Sensing Equipment Information

Equipment level: legendary low-level

Equipment Attributes: Summon Lamas Otto once a day to possess him.

Gently shaking the knife in his hand, the white rainbow curled lightly, a corner of Zhou Mo's cloak was missing behind him, covering his head, Zhou Mo held the knife stained with blood, and walked towards the soldiers rushing to Zhou Mo's house when he heard the movement.

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