Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 806 The pit is 149 meters deep and feed him well (7)
That Ping Bing looked back and was stunned, "He was still here just now."

Wan Yanxiu looked around, pursed his lips and snorted coldly, and was about to reprimand when he suddenly saw a shadow flying over from mid-air, drawing a dark arc.Before he could react, there was a "bang", and the thing exploded.

Isn't it Mo Jiu's "Enemy of a Thousand People"?
Thousands of enemies exploded, and thick smoke billowed immediately.

Unfortunately, the "Enemy of Thousands" just exploded in front of Wan Yanxiu, his mount was frightened, he pouted his front hooves high, and hissed back.

But at this time, another "Enemy of a Thousand" exploded behind the mount's buttocks again, blowing away the two guards beside Wanyanxiu on the spot. Throw it on the ground.

"who?"

Wan Yanxiu narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and shouted in a low voice.

"I, your grandparents."

A sweet voice came through the thick smoke, which made his heart tremble strangely.

"Mo Jiu?" He rubbed his eyes, and saw Mo Jiu standing quietly not far in front of him, with a smile on his face, like a flower blooming in the dew, I felt pity for him, it was him I have already drawn my waist knife, but I can't cut it.

"My lord, it's been a long time!"

Mo Jiu chuckled again, holding an enemy of thousands in his hand, he moved lightly, as if it was not a firearm for killing people at all, but a flute that could play beautiful melodies, every move was gorgeous and gorgeous .

"You are so courageous!" Wan Yanxiu frowned, holding back his reluctance towards her, and the blade quickly popped out of his hand, trying to restrain her first before her "enemy of a thousand men" made a move.

However, Mo Jiu stood there only to interfere with his sight, and before his waist knife could restrain Mo Jiu, a long sword was placed around his neck.

"If you don't want to die, be honest."

This person spoke fluent Ping Guo dialect, which made Wan Yanxiu slightly startled.He followed the man's sword and slowly moved two steps. He wanted to wait and escape, but the man didn't have the slightest patience. He made a slight movement, and the sharp blade of the long sword pierced into the flesh. half point.

"Don't test my patience!"

The man smiled softly again, this familiar laughter made Wan Yanxiu raise his eyebrows, he couldn't help turning his head, and saw Song Ao's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Is that you?"

Song Ao was stunned, "Do you know Young Master?"

Thinking of him being happy in Lin'an all the year round, while Wan Yanxiu is in the northern land, the two of them have never met each other.Even if they have heard each other's name, it is impossible to know each other when they meet, and there are still such surprises.

Song Ao was wondering when he heard Mo Jiu snort coldly.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is diverting your attention."

"Oh", Song Ao suddenly realized, and the blade of the sword pressed against Wanyanxiu's neck again, "Sure enough, the little widow is still cunning... Oh no, the little widow is smart. You bullshit King Ping is very cunning. I want to coax you Father, no way!"

Wan Yanxiu didn't care about his hurtful words, he stared at Song Ao's face with a pair of sharp eyes, the emotion flowing in his eyes, as if he had really known him before, there was a strange look on Jun's face smile.

"King An really doesn't know me?"

Song Ao was wearing the armor of a soldier, if Wan Yanxiu hadn't known him, he wouldn't have been able to call out the words "King An".This time, not only Song Ao, but even Mo Jiu were a little surprised.

They all believed that Wan Yanxiu must have known Song Ao before.

But what origin could they have before?
(End of this chapter)