Chapter 1848

I'm afraid there's no room for turning this round.

Yan Moli is unwilling to admit it, but the current situation does not allow him to be conceited.

"Withdraw!" He clenched his teeth and tried to kill the two dark guards. Then he yelled.

However, the current situation is no longer a simple withdrawal, he can really withdraw the whole body.

Yan Moli's bodyguard was scarred, but now he was still entangled by them. He could not help saying: "master, subordinate Poof... "

However, just in the middle of the words, he lost his life because he was separated from God and was put into his chest by a man's sword.

If it is, the trend has gone.

Yan Mo Li see this, heart suddenly a Lin, left hand suddenly a turn, a dart shaped concealed weapon then toward Mo Ling shot over.

Taking advantage of Mo Ling's evasion, he wanted to run away.

Mo Shanghua has been watching the battle. At this time, Yan Moli tries to run away and rushes forward. Yan Moli is unprepared and immediately gets a sword from Mo Shanghua.

Yan Moli catches the hilt of the sword consciously and wants to slap Mo Hua with his backhand. Unexpectedly, Yan Beicheng, regardless of Mo Ling's dissuasion, rushes out and takes Yan Moli's hand.

Yan Moli was injured, but he was still Yan Beicheng's opponent. The blood on his chest immediately dyed the whole front red, and he fell directly into the war. Fortunately, he didn't hit the edge of the knife, but was saved by his men.

But Yan Beicheng didn't care about Yan Moli at the moment. He held the flowers tightly in his hand, and the black pupil covered by his cloak was full of heartache.

Mo Shanghua recognized Yan Beicheng as the man at a glance. He suddenly lost the strength to struggle. Just as he relaxed, he suddenly thought of something. He struggled to get out of Yan Beicheng's arms. "Yan Moli, hurry up, you can't let him run."

Mo Ling smell speech, hurried to come over, way: "princess, he just ran."

Yan Beicheng looked up at the few Yan Moli people who were still struggling in the war situation, and said, "let him go."

With that, his eyes fell on Mo Shanghua again. Seeing the blood on her right arm, his brow immediately wrinkled tightly. If he didn't want to, he would hold her horizontally. Then he would carefully put her on the horse's back. He would sit behind her and put her in his arms. He said: "Mo Ling, you can clean up the mess. Don't leave anything alive 。”

"Yes, sir."

"What are you doing?" Mo Shanghua half leans in Yan Beicheng's arms and looks at him with puzzled eyes.

"Hold on." Yan Beicheng asked in a low voice, and then he gave a hand to the horse's buttocks. The horse immediately ran with his feet up. He then explained in a low voice: "your wound needs to be treated. Liangcheng is in front of you. I'll take you there first."

Mo Shanghua then remembered that he had been injured. He looked down at his bleeding right arm, ordered several acupoints to stop bleeding, and then rested on Yan Beicheng's arms.

However, she did not sleep last night, in addition to the road, it is more fighting, the body is very tired, so a relaxation, eyelids will be more heavy up, the head from time to time because of drowsiness light point.

In a daze, she suddenly spewed out a sentence in a very low voice, "Yan Beicheng, how can you expose your identity for me..."

At this time, her voice was very soft, not like the coldness and indifference of the ordinary day. In Yan Beicheng's eyes, she felt that her heart was about to melt.

He couldn't help feeling a little tender between his eyebrows and eyes. He dropped his eyes and gave her a kiss on the top of her hair. Then he lifted his eyes and continued on his way.

When he arrived at Liangcheng, he naturally entered the post station as king Yu.

Until the wound on moshang flower was treated and placed on the bed, he was still hovering in his mind what moshang flower had just said vaguely.

"Because you are the most important." It took him a long time to gaze at her, and then he suddenly spat out a word very gently, and then he could not help kissing her on her white forehead, and then he fell asleep beside her contentedly.

When I wake up, it's evening.

She looked at the empty room and was about to get up when she accidentally pulled the wound.

Subconsciously, she raised her hand to cover her right arm. Then she found that her right arm wound had been bandaged, her clothes had been changed, and she was clean. Now she is in a strange place.

"Yanbei city." She quickly lifted the quilt, rolled out of bed, looked around the room, and called out.

"Princess, are you awake? Slave Qin Lin, what can I do for you? " As soon as the voice fell, I saw the figure of a man reflected outside the closed door.

Mo Shanghua felt relieved. He opened the door and saw that it was Qin Lin outside. Then he said, "Qin Lin, are we in Liangcheng? Yan, where is the Lord? Where is he now? "

Qin Lin has never been able to tell a lie. At the moment, Mo Shanghua asked, and directly pulled out, "Wang Ye, he sent troops out, saying that he was going to save general Mo and Han Xianfeng."The flower on the street frowned tightly, and the bottom of his eyes was a little worried. "How many people did he take, when did he go, and in which direction did he go?"

"Don't worry, princess. Have a glass of water first." Qin Lin saw that the petals of flowers on the street were peeling, but he was so anxious that he poured a glass of water and said, "the Lord took two thousand people with him. He settled you down in the morning and went there in a hurry. It seemed that he was going to the West. By the way, the Lord has specially told you to take good care of your wounds. You are not allowed to leave the city before he comes back. "

Mo Shanghua took the tea, but did not drink it immediately, drooping his eyes and whispering thoughtfully. "Xilin Two thousand people That's good. "

Yan Moli asked her to go out that night. In the name of cooperation, Mo Shanghua told Yan Beicheng all about the things she had told her. Their actions in recent days were just scheming. Yan Beicheng had been unable to bear it. He had been trying to confuse Yan Moli and hide his identity. On the other hand, he wanted to see if the five hundred people were the role of Huang que.

When Yan Moli started ahead of time, Mo Shanghua had guessed the movement of the 500 people. Yan Moli didn't trust him so much that he didn't put all his hands in Donglin. The rest of them must be afraid of the rebellion of Mo Shanghua. Now, Yanbei city should be going to exterminate the 500 people.

Two thousand people That's enough for Yan Mo Li.

The thought in the brain is almost, the Mo Shanghua this just held the tea to drink a few mouthfuls, just drank some, she raised her head again, "by the way, over there in Anzhou, still no news?"

Qin Lin shook his head, "you guessed well, but there was no news."

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