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Chapter 1881 Lie Yan: Forced to die

"My husband?" Murong Yan excitedly grasped the long sword.

The fire engulfed everything in the dark palace.

These are all Dugulie's painstaking efforts.

In this way, it was easily destroyed by a fire.

"If you were my husband, how could you steal my badge?"

"If you were my husband, how could you lie about my order?"

"If you were my husband, how could you wrongly wrong me."

"If you were my husband, why would you burn down the dark palace regardless of Tangtang's danger?"

"If you were my husband, how could you see me in such pain!"

Murong Yan questioned word by word, her voice resounding, her eyes moistened: "Mo Si, why did we become like this?"

"Why? Why do you say? If you have me in your heart, how can I become like this? If you are willing to bear children for me, how can I marry a woman I don't love and do those disgusting things with her? How could mother die?" Bai Mosi's gentle and handsome face was full of pain, like a walking dead.

Murong Yan knew that Bai Mosi only had hatred in his heart, and he couldn't listen to anything, otherwise he, who has always been calm, wouldn't have done what he did today.

"Bai Mosi, this is a grievance between us, and I will make it up to you." Murong Yan's hand holding the long sword was trembling, and Dugu Lie was lying at her feet awkwardly, as if he had lost consciousness.

Murong Yan looked at the black blood that flowed from his back.

All of a sudden, my breathing became heavy.

That feathered arrow is poisonous.

"Bai Mosi, I'll count to three and let your people back down." The sharp blade got closer to the skin, cut a hole, and fine blood beads came out, but Murong Yan couldn't feel the pain.

"One..." Murong Yan looked at him coldly.

Bai Mosi's warm eyes tightly watched her movements.

"Two..." Murong Yan's breathing was a little short.

Bai Mosi's palms were clenched tightly, his face was troubled and hesitant, he didn't want to let go of such a great opportunity.

"Three..." Murong Yan's voice became heavier, and the long sword approached her neck fiercely, and the silver blade was instantly stained red with blood.

"Stop!" Finally, Bai Mosi's care for her overcame everything, not to mention that Murong Yan is her wife, the two of them have worked together for so long, he understands Murong Yan's hot temper.

He took a heavy breath, raised his palm and ordered coldly: "Retreat, all retreat."

Murong Yan still didn't relax her vigilance, she was protecting Dugulie in front, staring at them, for fear that Bai Mosi would regret it: "Mosi, you'd better not play tricks on me, otherwise I will really die to you Look, Tangtang's life and death are unknown now, and I don't care about mine anymore."

"I, Bai Mosi, can't chase after a word, and I will never attack him." Although Bai Mosi couldn't swallow this breath, he really couldn't risk Murong Yan's life.

"Dugu Lie, let's go, I'll drag you." When people are in despair, their potential will burst out. Murong Yan looked around and found a good place not far from them that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

She tried her best to drag Dugulie down the mountain valley.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, panting heavily: "Dugu Lie, hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer."

Because the valley was steep, the two of them rolled down together.

"Dugu Lie." She was shocked, and grabbed his arm tightly, preventing the feathered arrow behind her from touching the ground, lest it would penetrate deeper.

(End of this chapter)