Chapter 2259

The man looked at He Wenhao like an idiot, and dragged his voice: "Oh, the leader of this sect forgot, you were trapped in the Wuyin Temple for a day and a night, and you had no chance to get any news from outside.

If it weren't for this, the guild leader wouldn't have killed you all! "The man raised his hand, stroked the goatee on his mouth with his fingertips, and looked up at Mo Lingwei.

As they got closer, the man's brown eyes narrowed involuntarily when he saw Mo Lingwei's dust-stained little face clearly.

As expected of Feng Shaojin's favorite beauty, no wonder he did not hesitate to fight against the elders of the Feng family and He family to hide this woman in a golden house.

The appearance is really too stunning, especially the cold and refined temperament, which can't even hide the bloody and dirty appearance.

If you dress up and dress up, you don't know how beautiful it will be.

The man reached out to wipe off the dust on Mo Lingwei's cheeks.

Before he stretched out his fingers, the hairpin in Mo Lingwei's hand was placed horizontally in front of him. The tip of the silver hairpin shone with dark green light, and the surrounding silver had turned black.

The man is well-informed, and he can tell at a glance that the silver hairpin is hollow and filled with poison.

He took a step back, and continued to point his gun at Xiu'er: "This kid looks good, but it's a pity he's not from the Feng family?"

Mo Lingwei raised her hand to cover Xiu'er's eyes, turned sideways, and held Xiu'er in her arms.

He Wenhao climbed into the wing room from the stacked corpses at the door, stood up while holding the door panel, and stood in front of Mo Lingwei: "Master, the child is innocent, even if the Feng family loses the young marshal, there are the governor and Master Yichen, If you become an enemy of these people, your life in Yuncheng will be difficult in the future.

Why don't Miss Mo fight with this kid and use my head to deal with..."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei turned sideways, staring at He Wenhao's tall and straight back with shocked eyes.

In her eyes, He Wenhao was a gentle and gentle gentleman, but she never thought that this man was willing to sacrifice his life for the safety of her and Xiu'er at the moment of life and death.

"Just you?" The man sneered, and he looked up and laughed loudly: "You don't even look at what you are, just a disgraceful lame in the He family. life?

When you get back to the He family, what happened to you is still to come. You should take care of yourself if you can't protect yourself. "

The man raised his gun and pointed it at He Wenhao's head: "Get lost! Otherwise..."

The man pulls the trigger.

With a "bang", earth-shattering gunshots sounded at the gate of the courtyard.

The gun in the man's right hand fell to the ground, and he held the bloody right wrist in his left hand, kneeling on the ground in pain, screaming desperately.

The sound of orderly footsteps broke in from the courtyard door, surrounding the entire courtyard.

He Wenhao glanced at the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw someone coming, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He had only one breath left to hold on, but at this moment he couldn't hold on anymore, he collapsed on the ground, and passed out.

Mo Lingwei looked up, and saw the impeccably handsome Feng Shaojin in military uniform, against the light, walking towards her with long legs.

The warm autumn and winter sun shone on him, like the light of hope, and like a god descending from the sky.

Mo Lingwei's eye sockets became wet in an instant, and mist rose from the bottom of her eyes.

Feng Shaojin was travel-stained and covered in blood, as if he had just returned from hell. He stopped in front of the leader of the Qinglong Gang, raised his foot to step on the back of his bloody hand, and crushed it hard. With a smile, he said in a sinister voice: "Who gave you the guts to touch this handsome woman and child!"