"Yao Yao." Between the electric light and flint, Jianmo quickly pushes Ling Leyao away.

"Well!" The sword in the hands of the man in black pierces Jianmo's shoulder blade in an instant. Her eyebrows are aching and her mouth overflows with a sharp bloodstain.

"Momo." Ling Leyao was stunned.

She was vigorously pushed away by Jane Mo, in looking back, see is dripping blood cold sword tip.

"Stupid, it's better to kill your friends than to kill you. In this way, you can kill you faster. In this world, people who put their swords in their arms for friends die in such a stupid way." The man in black was proud of his hoarse voice.

But in an instant, his eyes, which were exposed outside, were even bigger than the copper bell.

An ice blue rosette wing cut his throat in an instant.

Suddenly, blood gushed, and Jane Mo looked at him fearlessly.

The man in black, however, did his last breath and pulled out the sword in Jian Mo's body.

"Ah Jane Mo is crying up in pain.

"Ah Mu Tianyi's canthus are about to crack and his eyes are shocked.

"Die for me!" He gave a roar of anger and pain.

A long arm, the fist suddenly hit the ground, a torrent of power instantly destroyed everything around.

The wind roared and the earth shaking force tore the remaining 14 men in black to pieces.

Jian Mo and Ling Leyao were shocked by the power.

Jane Mo instantly forget the pain, such amazing power, a few fists down, enough to destroy the entire imperial capital.

"Ling Le Yao, you go to inform Yan Shaofeng and come to meet Momo at the Qing Wangfu."

Mu Tianyi finishes, holding Jane Mo and instantly disappears in the same place.

And Ling Leyao is still a face in the wind disorderly, wooden standing in place.

Looking at the startling limb in front of her, she believed that the scene she had just seen was true.

She panicked and ran in the direction of Shenglan college.

Mu Tianyi runs all the way with Jianmo in his arms. He looks at the woman in his arms. The bloodstain on the corner of his mouth stings his eyes. Jianmo's soul is his precious mother. How can he be hurt like this.

"Pain!" The air of Jian Mo is as beautiful as silk.

"Mom, it won't hurt after a while. You're enduring it for a while." Mu Tianyi looks at his residence, which is very late, and quickly jumps into his room.

Will Jane Mo gently on the bed.

Jane Mo looked at his anxious look, a trace of inexplicable heartache flashed in the bottom of his heart. He really regarded her as his mother.

"Mother, I'm going to treat your wound now, but your wound is at the shoulder blade. I'm going to pull your clothes apart. You're my mother, and there's no saying that men and women can't give or take." Mu Tian Yi says, will be Jian Mo's injured clothes back to the shoulder blade.

Seeing a round wound beside the wound, Mu Tianyi's eyes flash.

"My mother, I remember that the wound here was pierced by an arrow. I didn't expect you to be a Jane Mo, and the wound is still there." Mu Tianyi releases his ice blue misty wings and implants them into Jianmo's wound.

But Jane Mo was surprised by his words, some can not speak.

"I thought it was a birthmark because it was pierced by an arrow." Jane Mo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this wound is from childhood, she thought it was birthmark.

"I remember this wound. At that time, you were hurt by a hidden arrow when you went to the street with my sister because you gave birth to me and lost all your accomplishments." Unbelievable, as like as two peas, the wound is the same.

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