A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 123 The End of the Hero
Se Bao whimpered and turned around Xiao Muli, with a flattering smile on his face.

From time to time, he used his body to rub against Xiao Muli's body, obviously trying to curry favor with her.

This little guy is very smart, he made Xiao Muli laugh in a short while.

"Okay, I got it, quickly pick up your integrity and follow me, if it's a little later, your sharp-hearted prince may become an underground ghost." Xiao Muli looked at Shui Bao's obsequious look, helplessly Said, turned around and left the cave.

Seeing that her master was no longer angry, Se Bao flew ahead happily to lead her way.

Damn, it's still raining, this Lantian shouldn't be called Yudu, it should be changed to "Raindu".

Xiao Muli flew in the heavy rain with infinite resentment, following the direction that Se Bao flew towards.

He couldn't help muttering, "Lan Junque, you'd better know the whereabouts of the Samsara Orb, otherwise, even if this soul saves you, I don't mind throwing you back."

Sebao is worthy of being a tracking artifact, and the torrential rain did not affect its speed at all.

Not long after, Xiao Muli heard the sound of fierce fighting.

"He hasn't escaped yet? You're really weak! He has the reputation of being a god-like prince..."

Xiao Muli curled his lips, and continued to walk forward until he could clearly see the battle ahead, then stopped, found a hidden place, and hid.

"Judging from the battle situation, their situation doesn't seem very optimistic!" Xiao Muli looked ahead and thought secretly.

In the torrential rain, dozens of people in black clothes and black trousers, wearing all kinds of vicious masks, surrounded Lan Junque and the cloaked man tightly in the middle, their posture was determined not to let a mosquito fly go out.

And Lan Junque and the man in the cloak stood back to back in the middle. Both of them were dressed in rags, and the clothes that were almost torn into strips barely covered their bodies, but they couldn't completely block the boundless spring. Both of them are martial arts practitioners, so they don't need to be tall Said, it's all very predictable, and at this moment, with the blood scattered on the skin and the lips on the clothes, it immediately has a bloody and strange beauty.

Tsk tsk tsk, do these men want to be so tempting?It's really happy together, boundless!

It doesn't look like being besieged, but rather like being robbed.

Needless to say, the man in the cloak, his legs were shaking, no matter how you look at it, it seemed like he had been in ecstasy too many times, his legs were softened by ecstasy, if it wasn't for the long sword in his hand to barely support him, he might not be able to stand up.

Lan Junque's condition is not much better than him, his clothes are ragged, dirty and messy, the rain keeps slipping down his hair, he looks like a bereaved dog, it has nothing to do with Xiao Muli's desolate and miserable state at the mass grave that day different.

It looks like it really relieves hatred!
However, Xiao Muli reluctantly admitted that this scene did have a somewhat tragic atmosphere of a general in his twilight years and a hero's end.

He is obviously a shameless prince, how could he have the aura of a hero, I must have misread it, Xiao Muli grumbled unwillingly.

On this side, Lan Junque and the cloaked man faced back to back the eyeing enemy, with a sneer in their mouths, and said to the cloaked man, "Bring it here."

"Master, you can't take any more. If you take more than one pill, you will be crippled, lose all your martial arts, and lose your memory, become stupid, and lose your mind. No matter what you say, you will not be able to take a second pill."

"You know this, and they naturally know it too. The appearance of this second wave of people is the best proof. Can't you see that they just want to force me to eat the second one? They don't even hesitate to bury so many people with them."

(End of this chapter)