MTL - On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!-Chapter 365 367: Lord

  Chapter 365 Chapter 367: Master himself

  The rest of the shadow guards followed closely behind, raising their swords to kill Ye Wushang.

  Ye Wushang quickly drew out the long sword inserted into the snow, and hastily fought.

  In the battle with Nangong Mo just now, he had already suffered internal injuries, and the martial arts of Feng Xuan and the others were not ordinary, so in this battle, he lost without any suspense.

  Feng Xuan and the others mistakenly thought that Nangong Mo's injury was caused by Bai Ye Wushang, and they were full of killing intent towards him, and their moves were fierce and decisive, and it could be said that every blow was aimed at killing him.

   Soon, Ye Wushang was hit by Fengxuan's sword, and his right arm was injured, with bones visible.

  Because of the sword in his right arm, the sword in his hand stopped slightly, that is, in that split second, he had several more wounds on his body.

But he didn't seem to care at all, he didn't even look at his injuries, and he didn't care if he suffered more injuries or lost his life because of it, he was like a murderous weapon without emotion or pain, just moving forward, just fighting .

  One person and one sword, trying their best to break through the shackles of Fengxuan and others, to kill Yunran who was held in the arms of Nangong Mohu.

  During the fierce battle, Xian Ge pierced Ye Wushang's chest with a sword, and the blade sank nearly three inches into it.

  I don’t know who shouted loudly:

   "Kill him!"

  Ye Wushang froze, looked down at the sword piercing his chest, his glazed eyes were calm, and in the next moment, he suddenly grabbed the sword with his hand and pulled it out forcefully.

  Blood splattered from the wound and fell on the snow, like red plums blooming in the wind and snow, but because he was wearing a black robe, it was hard to see how much blood was stained on his body.

  However, the blood flowing across his palm against the almost transparent white complexion is particularly shocking.

  Even though I am used to the cruel songs on the battlefield, I can’t help but secretly startled: Those top killers on the Jianghu list are really desperadoes, ruthless to others, and ruthless to themselves!

   Right between the lightning and flint, several smoke bombs shot from the dark like meteors, instantly exploding red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple smoke.

  It was originally a dense forest in the middle of the night, without moonlight, and the vision was dim. At this moment, the sky was filled with smoke and the sight was completely lost.

  When the smoke dissipated and the vision returned to clarity, Ye Wushang's figure had disappeared.

   "Damn it! Let him run away!"

  Some people gritted their teeth with hatred and regret, and some people rushed to Nangong Mo, looking at the blood-stained white clothes in front of him, with a burst of pain and self-blame in their hearts, "Master, let the subordinates come down!"

As subordinates who have been with each other for many years, they saw Nangong Mo was seriously injured and extremely weak, so they couldn't bear to let him carry Yunran down the mountain. .

  But as soon as the shadow guard stretched out his hand, Nangong Mo's cold eyes froze his heart, and he retracted his hand.

   But looking at the shocking redness on Shengxue's white clothes, and the wound that was still oozing blood, the shadow guard shook his heart and stretched out his hand again, "Master, you..."

   "Back off! Master, do it yourself!"

  The man's voice was as cold as ice, resounding across the floor, forming an undeniable coercion by nature.

  In the end, the shadow guards followed Nangong Mo with extremely complicated emotions, watching him walk down the mountain step by step slowly but firmly holding his girl.

  …

  When Yunran woke up, it was just dawn.

  (end of this chapter)