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Chapter 191 I Didn't Want To Offend You

Countless corpses fell in all directions in the snow, stumped limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

The bright red blood flowed on the snowy ground, the warm blood melted the white snow, and the gurgling blood mixed with the bloody water formed a series of bloody streams on the ground, flowing into the Bingyue Lake, and condensed into ice Flowing across the surface of the lake, forming a blood-colored ocean.

Mu Jinyu held Mu Jinxi in one hand, and held a long sword with a cold light in the other hand. Standing tall in the snow, he looked coldly at the corpses all over the ground, with a mocking arc drawn on the corners of his lips. , exuding an aura of looking down on the world.

He had just gone through a big battle, and except for his hair being a little messy and a few drops of blood on his sleeves, there was no dust on his body.

Mu Jinxi, who was protected by him in his arms, was even more unscathed, not even a little bit of dirt.

"pat-"

On the long sword with a cold light in his hand, blood dripped down the tip of the sword to the ground, forming countless drops of blood, and blossomed small blood-colored flowers on the white snow, which were soon covered by the falling snow .

The cold wind was blowing, the goose feathers were flying heavily, and the surrounding environment was silent. Mo Feng's terrified and pale face was reflected on Sen Han's sword, against the corpses and bloody water all over the ground, the picture was eerie and terrifying like Shura's hell.

And Mu Jinyu, who holds a long sword in his hand and has a cold and bloodthirsty face, is the bloodthirsty Satan who came out of the nether world on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, demanding Shura's life!

Behind him, countless Han Yuwei stood respectfully, looking at him with eyes full of awe and worship, as if they were looking at a god who ruled the world.

No, in Han Yuwei's heart, he is the god who controls the life and death of others, the god of the northern border!

Looking down at his younger sister whose five senses were blocked by him, Mu Jinyu gently let go of her, and raised her hand to pin her wind-blown hair behind her ears.

"Protect the little princess."

"Yes." A group of Hanyu guards responded respectfully, and took a step forward to protect Mu Jinxi firmly.

Mu Jinyu looked up at Mo Feng, who was curled up and struggling to breathe, gently pulled the corners of his lips, drawing an extremely warm arc, and walked slowly towards him.

"Da da da--"

The sound of steady footsteps sounded rhythmically, and in the silent snow field, accompanied by the biting cold wind, composed a melodious movement.

Mo Feng sat up staggeringly with his hands on his chest, looked up at Mu Jinyu who was slowly walking towards him, step by step, as if stepping on his heart, every step made him tremble.

The smile on his face did not make him feel at ease, nor did it bring him a feeling of spring breeze, but instead made him feel oppressed by the god of death!
Finally, the footsteps stopped.

Mo Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but he hadn't even breathed yet. His complexion changed again, and his whole body was tense. Looking at Mu Jinyu, who was standing tall and tall in front of him, his breath got stuck in his throat, and he came out. It's not coming out and it's not.

His face turned red and he couldn't breathe well.

"Cough...poof..."

The strong sense of suffocation made him choke directly on his own saliva, and he coughed violently, affecting the pain in his internal organs, making his face extremely pale, and his chest was violently boiling, followed by a mouthful of blood Spit out.

Looking at his companions who had turned into cold corpses all around him, Mo Feng moaned his lips and begged for forgiveness.

"Young Master of the Northern Territory, I was wrong, please spare my life."

If he had known that Mu Jinyu's strength was so strong that even the Zhuxian formation could not trap him, he would never have hit him head-on.

When he came out this time, not only did he not bring back Bingfeng, but the entire army was wiped out and suffered heavy losses. He couldn't explain to the master.

Even if he went back, he had to face his master's fury, but death was better than life, he still didn't want to die!

Mu Jinyu didn't speak, but looked down at him condescendingly, with a secret expression in his eyes.

Touching his face with the tip of the sword, Mu Jinyu sneered, "I said a long time ago that the mere copycat version of the Zhuxian Formation wants to trap me. I don’t know good and bad, if I insist on hitting a stone with an egg, then I have no choice but to accompany me to the end.”

Mo Feng: "..."

We didn't want to offend you either!
Didn't I have a good discussion with you before?

Nine-winged Heavenly Dragon, if we exchange an ice phoenix with you, we will be the ones to suffer!
You were the one who was unreasonable and did it first, why are you going to beat him up now!

"Tell me, who is your master? What do you want Bingfeng to do?"

Even the Nine-Winged Heavenly Dragon was willing to give in just to get the Ice Phoenix, which shows that this Ice Phoenix is ​​very important to the people behind the scenes.

Even though he already had guesses in his heart, he still asked patiently.

Mo Feng didn't want to say anything at first, until Mu Jinyu broke his tendons expressionlessly and chopped off his fingers at the root.

He placed a burning restriction in his soul, so that his soul could no longer bear this purgatory-like torture when he was suffering pain and torture every minute and every second. The leader of the black-robed man, with trembling lips, stumbled out the identity and origin of his master in a hoarse and trembling voice.

Mu Jinyu looked coldly at the muddy man in black robe, with a deep look in his eyes, and a silence on his handsome face, making it impossible to detect his true thoughts at this moment.

"It really is him..."

Looking up at the foggy sky, Mu Jinyu frowned and murmured softly.

After a while, he retracted his gaze and looked at Mo Feng, who was limp at his feet and dying. The long sword pierced his abdomen directly, and Mu Jinyu said warmly.

"Today, I will spare your life first, and go back and tell your master that I took Bingfeng away. If he wants it, he can come to me, but if he dares to touch my sister, my family in the north will be exhausted." The power, will also contend with him to the end!"

"Ok."

Mo Feng respectfully responded as if he had received an amnesty, carefully glanced at Mu Jinyu's tense face, then at the corpses of his companions around him, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, suppressed the helplessness and pain, and directly It turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared in place.

Mu Jinyu looked up at the direction where the black mist disappeared, snorted coldly, looked away, turned and walked towards Mu Jinxi.

Raising his hand to release the restraint on her body, he gently squeezed her cheek, and Mu Jinyu called her softly, "Xixi."

Hearing her brother's voice, Mu Jinxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up at him, her eyes dull for a moment.

The strong smell of blood rushed into her nostrils, making her frown slightly. She raised her head and looked at the surrounding environment. The corpses on the ground that caught her eyes made her face turn pale, and she subconsciously shook her body.

Looking at Mu Jinyu with eyes full of admiration, "Brother, you are so tired!"

Rubbing the top of her hair dotingly, Mu Jinyu laughed softly, "Let's go, let's go to the city and get things done early so we can go to the imperial city to find Nuan Nuan."

(End of this chapter)