Chapter 639

"It's not very painful. Please. Maybe I'll let you go as soon as I'm in a good mood." Mo Yanhong's foot turned a few turns on Mucheng's shoulder and continued to say with a grim smile.

"Mo Yanhong, more people bully less people. If you have the ability, you can fight with me alone." Mu Cheng pain into the heart, but did not beg for mercy, eyes round stare to Mo Yanhong said.

Seeing that mu chengshang is still so tough in this way, Mo Yanhong doesn't ask for mercy, but also challenges himself. He feels that he has no face.

"Why, you dare not fight when I am hurt like this, bah, coward!" Mu Cheng vomited out with a mouthful of blood foam, and then burst into a big curse.

Not far away, Wu Qiyun difficult to open his eyes, looking at a face of stubborn Mucheng, heart full of emotion. In fact, today's Mucheng has no strength to challenge others, let alone Mo Yanhong. Any child can stab him to death with a sword.

He knows that the reason why Mucheng provokes Mo Yanhong is that he just wants to distract his attention and fight for some time for muchanyan.

I believe Mucheng himself knows that Mo Yanhong is angry and may kill him on the spot, but he doesn't hesitate at all. In his eyes, he even wants to die.

If it was before, Wu Qiyun would have thought that Mucheng was too hard hit by Miss Zhao Si's death, so he was determined to die. But in so many countries, he could see that Mucheng had come out of the shadow. His only purpose is to buy time for mu Hanyan.

Want to understand the true intention of this mu Cheng, Wu Qiyun heart is also blood boiling.

"Well, well, since you're looking for death, I'll help you. Pick up your sword and I'll fight you fairly." Mo Yanhong was almost bathed into a mouthful of blood foam and spat on his face. He was so angry that his face turned purple and said fiercely.

Hearing the words "fair war" he said, everyone can't help showing his contempt. Others are hurt like this. You have the courage to say "fair war". It's really thick skinned.

Mu Cheng didn't say anything. He stood up and bent down to pick up the sword.

"Come on, let me see how much weight the master of the Mo family has." Mu Cheng said.

Everyone can see that at this time, Mu Cheng can't even straighten his waist. Countless wounds are exposed in his broken clothes. His skin is still bleeding. However, there is no fear in his eyes, only incomparable firmness.

Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, and there was a dead silence around.

Although they don't like these aristocratic families, and they don't care who is right and who is wrong and who is dead and who is alive, they just come to see the excitement with the mentality of watching the dog bite the dog. However, seeing this scene, they still can't help but admire Mu Cheng.

What is a swordsman? He would rather bend than surrender. Though he died fearlessly, he would go straight ahead and never give up. This is the real swordsman. Otherwise, no matter how strong the strength is, it can't match the word swordsman!

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In the distance, Jin Yuguang was a little worried. He looked anxiously and anxiously at the still calm night: "my Lord, don't we really help?" After getting along with Mucheng these days, Jin Yuguang still likes this rough guy. In addition to see Mu into such rather fold unyielding, the heart is moved.

"It's not urgent..." "It's the baptism of their growth," said the voice of the late night Believe more in the cold smoke, she will show up. The last sentence was not uttered.

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Mucheng was bleeding all over, but his eyes were very firm.

Seeing the admiration in Mu Cheng's eyes, Mo Yanhong was even more furious.

Today, he came to humiliate mu Hanyan to get his face back, not to give him a long face. Even a small Valet can make people admire him so much, and mu Hanyan's position in other people's minds is not higher. No, we must fight down this guy's arrogance as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if we clean up mu Hanyan with Dai Songling's strength today, we still won't save his face.

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