Evil Phoenix

Chapter 169 It's Too Late (1)

The blood and mess in this room made him feel so flustered for the first time.

"Master Shaogu came here uninvited. I don't know what it means? If there is nothing important, the prince will not send it away."

Mo Junhan glanced at the fiery red figure, that evil and enchanting face was crystal clear.

Such a stunning appearance made him, who is also one of the "Three Peerless Young Masters", feel ashamed.

But Donglin and Yaogu have always had a close relationship, Feng Nanjin suddenly appeared in his territory, why?
Except for his confidants, no one can enter his underground secret room at will, and every section of the road is full of organs and guards.

Feng Nanjin had already reached the most central position, so he didn't need to think too much, the secret guards along the way must have been taken care of by him.

He didn't even need to call out.

"Nan Jin is rude, I hope Brother Mo doesn't care about it. But Brother Mo may have to worry about Nan Jin one more time. I want the person in this bed, and Brother Mo will give up."

The original bohemian face was picked up, and the smile was frivolous.

When he said it, he ignored Mo Junhan, as if he was the master here, and this Mo Junhan was the rude trespasser.

Since the little demon stopped here, there is no doubt that Bai Luoge must be in this stone room.

Except for the person on the bed, there is no one in the room.

Looking at the scene, he knew that Bai Luoge had suffered a lot. If his master hadn't told him not to turn against Dong Linguo, he would have wished to kill Mo Junhan!
What he is more worried about now is that Bai Luoge hasn't responded since he came in, whether he can't make a sound or...

He wished he could rush up and open the curtain to confirm her safety.

But he can't.

The strength and strategy of the man in front of him is not inferior to him, this place is his territory after all, if he is not careful, he may follow his way.

Mo Junhan looked at the fiery familiar figure and couldn't hide his haste, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he felt chills...

Bai Luoge, besides Ling Liche, how many men do you have?
"What if the prince doesn't want to?"

Cold words are like ice fog on the top of a snow mountain.

Others might be afraid of Feng Nanjin, but he won't.

It's not that easy to let him go if it's so simple!

This woman is him, no one can take it away from him!

The sharp sword in the hand is out of the sheath...

Both of them are sensible people. Since the goal is the same and no one is willing to retreat, there is no need to talk nonsense.

Feng Nanjin didn't expect Mo Junhan to be so decisive. This is the palace, and there will be changes at any time. He is obviously at a disadvantage in fighting Mo Junhan here.

As soon as the folding fan in his hand opened, he attacked Mo Junhan who was holding the sword mercilessly.

The moves are fierce and full of killing...

He must fight fast.

Mo Jun narrowed his eyes coldly, and raised his sword to meet...

The inner strength of the two swelled to fill the sky and the earth, and in just a few seconds, they controlled the rotation of the airflow.

The powerful flowing light surrounded the two of them, and the whistling move was swung from their hands neatly.

The figure was ethereal, and countless utensils fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

Feng Nanjin felt a chill in her heart, this Mo Junhan's skill was on par with him, if this fight continues, I'm afraid...

Although he is not a gentleman, he is also a hero and cherishes heroes. For such a comparable opponent, if he uses poison, it would be too despicable...

But Bai Luoge...

The struggle in my heart was reflected in the hesitation to shoot.

Soon, Mo Junhan caught the loophole in his move, raised his sword and went straight to his chest...

(End of this chapter)