Han Mo Ze turned back to scan a circle of forehead dead against the ground, the body constantly trembling ministers, eyes light slightly flash, eyes flashed a trace of cold.
Then the speed is as fast as startling Hong, a few ups and downs catch up with a wounded cat demon in front.
"Meow!" Han Moze slapped the cat demon with one hand, and the cat demon fell heavily on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The cat demon struggled desperately to get up from the ground, but her body was so badly injured that she could hardly stand up.
Han Moze looked at the cat demon lying on the ground and couldn't get up. He said faintly, "tell me, where have your fellow creatures gone? Maybe I can spare you a life, or I will kill you
The Banshee was obviously frightened. Her body became very stiff. Her face was full of fear. She frowned and thought for a moment. Then she said weakly, "they are all heading towards the top of the mountain."
Han Mo Ze slightly narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous breath, and then between waves, a palm to the cat demon on the ground patted out.
The cat demon opened her eyes in disbelief, blood gushed from her mouth through her throat, and lay on the ground without any movement.
Han Mo Ze turns around at random, with a cold and bloodthirsty breath, strides to the horse's side, leaps up, and goes towards the top of Cuiyun mountain as fast as the wind.
The cold moonlight, like broken silver, shines on the Cuiyun mountain, making the mountain forest green.
From time to time a few sharp cat calls came out of the forest.
The continuous screams of the prisoners died down.
Han Mo Ze glanced at the cat demon who occasionally jumped up from the corner and ran away. His eyes were slightly narrowed, cold as a knife, and his whole body exuded the momentum of cold as ice.
Hanmoze from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain without a moment of pause, a small expanse, Han Moze finally stood on the top of the mountain.
If you look at it, you can see a green landscape stretching for tens of miles.
Looking around at the empty, did not find the figure of the cat demon.
The long and straight body is wrapped in the cold ink black strong clothes. The long black hair is slightly lifted. The beautiful face is shining in the moonlight. There is a kind of hazy beauty in the eyebrows. It seems that you are thinking about something.
"Ze, help me!" At this moment, a weak murmur came from the side of Han Mozer.
Han Mo Ze looked through the rustling leaves and saw Liu Rushuang in white lying on the grass covered with blood.
Han Mo zeton's body was stiff, and his face was dull for a moment.
The next moment, hanmoze has slipped off the horse's back and ran towards Liu Rushuang.
He rushed to Liu Rushuang's side and held Liu Rushuang in his arms. Looking at Liu Rushuang's pale cheek, Han Moze felt heartache. His bloodshot eyes looked at Liu Rushuang and sobbed slightly: "frost son, I'll take you back to the palace. From then on, we'll be together for the rest of our lives, and we'll never separate again. What do you say?"
Liu Rushuang's pale and powerless face left two lines of clear tears, weakly smiling and nodding with tears: "good, Ze, listen to you."
Then he raised a hand and touched the cheek of Han Mo Ze, and with a smile, he said softly, "Ze, I'm ok. Don't look at the frown, can you show me a smile?"
Han Mo Ze didn't make a sound. He looked at Liu Rushuang affectionately, and his charming mouth reluctantly pulled up a smile.
Liu Rushuang hooked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and then he coughed gently.