Chapter 707

He didn't even see the body method of Baigu Moxuan clearly, and didn't see how Baigu Moxuan acted. His eyebrows wrinkled, his hands tightly held the sword, jumped up in the air, and attacked Baigu Moxuan from above. Baigu Moxuan easily avoided his attack. The soft parts in his hands wrapped his long sword. As soon as he picked forward, Han Zimo's sword fell off and onto the ground.

Baigu Mo Xuan put away his sword and slapped Han Zimo far away. He slowly walked up to Han Zimo and looked down at Han Zimo and said, "Han Zimo, you worked hard for Chen Yi, but what did he give you? Your hand was cut off. Did he care about you? Do you think you were still the proud young master of Han Zimo's family?"

After a deliberate pause, Baigu Mo Xuan continued to say to him, "what did you get from working faithfully for Chen Yi? The person in your heart is going to marry our little princess of carefree country, do you know?"

"··" Han Zimo didn't speak. His hand in his sleeve was tightly squeezed into a fist. His eyes were cold and distracted. Can't you tell what it feels like? Is it painful? No, it's impossible for him and anhuan. Maybe it's good, isn't it?

"Young master Han, why don't you die? Won't you be free when you die?" Baigu Mo Xuan squatted down slowly, his thin lips close to Han Zimo's ear, said softly and handed him a short sword.

Han Zimo held the dagger in his hand and looked at the blood on the dagger for a moment. The light in his eyes slowly dimmed. Seeing him like this, Baigu Mo Xuan said, "young master Han, stick your sword into your heart! You'll be free and won't suffer any more."

"An Huan, why don't you love me! Ah --" Han Zimo held the short sword tightly in his hand and his eyes were lax. He slowly picked up the short sword and approached his heart, bit by bit. He was about to plunge into his heart.

"Han Zimo!" a female voice sounded. Leng Qingyan ran to them and stood in front of Baigu Mo Xuan.

Leng Qingyan stared at Baigu Mo Xuan's bloody face and asked, "what are you doing?" when she spoke, she looked at Han Zimo again. He looked very bad. His appearance was the same as what she had seen in the frontier.

Baigu Mo Xuan slowly raised his eyes to Leng Qingyan. His eyes stayed on her stunning face for a moment. He said, "Chen Yi wants to kill the king. The king is just fighting back."

Baigu Mo Xuan's voice was very light, but it made Leng Qingyan's heart stormy. She asked, "didn't you say you wouldn't be involved in the struggle for rights?"

The hand of Baigu Mo Xuan slowly raised his hand and gently touched the cold and beautiful Yan. He said, "Qing Yan, do you really think that the king can be alone in this troubled world?"

Leng Qingyan listened to Baigu Mo Xuan's words and remembered what Mo LAN had said. She had a bottom in her mind for a moment. She stared at Baigu Mo Xuan's eyes and asked, "have you won the Shiyun country?"

Baigu Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly converged and said, "as long as the king wants to, why not? Qingyan will go with the king! Chen can give it to you, and the king can give it to you."

Bai Gu Mo Xuan grabbed Leng Qingyan's hand and tightly held her hand. He couldn't hide his love in his eyes.

"Mo Lan's injury is what you did, right?" Leng Qingyan's eyes were cold for a few minutes, avoiding his eyes and asked.

"Good!" Baigu Mo Xuan admitted on the spot.

"Why did you hurt him? He wouldn't threaten your throne at all!" Leng Qingyan frowned and asked. She didn't understand why Baigu Moxuan hurt Mo LAN. Mo LAN had no contacts and troops in the worry free country. Why would Baigu Moxuan attack him.