Mo Yong looked at Xiahou Fengli with burning eyes, his eyes were full of determination to protect the Lord with death!

He had already made up his mind that it was impossible for him to return to the capital alive!

However, as long as Wang can leave safely, even if he dies here, it will be worth it!

Thinking about it, Mo Yong tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!" Xia Houfeng's face was sullen, his black eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stared at Mo Yong coldly, his eyes were full of cold killing intent. [

While talking, he turned around the bloody knife in his hand, the shining tip pointed straight at Mo Yong's forehead,

Mo Yong knew that he was not Xiahou Fengli's opponent at all, maybe within a few moves, he would be killed by Xiahou Fengli

He was very flustered, and cold sweat dripped from his back, but when he thought about it, if he retreated here, Xiahou Fengli would definitely kill their king.

Do not!

No!

He can't let the king of the capital die here!

If Huangfulian dies and the dragons have no leader, the capital will fall into chaos and be ravaged by the armies of all countries, and the people of the capital will really have no peace

And his parents, brother and sister will definitely be displaced during the war...

Thinking of the terrifying scenes, Mo Yong instantly felt that his heart was full of courage!

He took a deep breath, straightened his broad shoulders, and glared straight at Xiahou Fengli angrily.

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