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Chapter 44

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    Ling Zimo didn't dare to move any more.

    Seeing this situation, the black-clothed killers couldn't understand it, but after fighting for a long time, each of them was exhausted. Seeing Ling Zimo and others stopped their hands, they stepped back two steps, standing and panting.

    The three of Ling Zimo were not much better, but they were all concerned about Mengdie's actions at this time, and they were so nervous that they held their breath for a while.

    I saw Mengdie coughed for a while, raised her head, and said loudly: "If the concubine wants my life, I will give it to you!"

    The soft whip in Lin Xihan's hand was hanging down, and the blood dripped down the whip tail. Hearing what Mengdie said, he gasped for a few breaths, and said in a deep voice, "Mengdie, I have something to say."  Then he said to the remaining ten men in black: "Friends on the road, everyone has seen what happened today. If this fight continues, no one will be able to please anyone. Why don't you just let it go. Let Zhuang Mengdie go.  This will not be pursued.¡±

    All the men in black looked at the leader unanimously, but the leader bowed his head in silence, rather hesitant.

    But Mengdie said: "No, if Concubine Ru knows that I am alive, she will neither let you off nor Prince Yu's Mansion. Everyone, I am willing to give my life to you today. I just ask you to go back and return your life.  Involve King Yu, I guarantee that King Yu will never embarrass you!"

    Lin Xihan shouted anxiously: "Mengdie, what are you talking about?"

    The black-clothed killers all looked at each other in dismay. The targets they wanted to kill voluntarily died, but they still had to ensure that they escaped unscathed. The condition was to keep a secret. This was probably the first time they encountered such a mission.

    The leader raised his head and said: "Since the girl is dead, how can I guarantee that I will be safe?"

    Mengdie replied: "If you all die, who can prove my death to Concubine Ru? If not, I only need to escape far away, so why do I have to come out to die? For this reason, believe me  King Yu won't object." He looked straight at Ling Zimo, with limited meaning in his eyes.

    The leader nodded: "In that case, I agree!"

    "I don't agree!" Ling Zimo said word by word, "If Zhuang Mengdie dies, all of you will be buried with him!"

    "Zimo!" Mengdie called him sadly. Didn't he know that if we were outnumbered, if we continued to fight, we would both lose?

    "Die'er! Are you going to leave me alone like this?" Ling Zimo stared at her with pain in his eyes, and the sword wound on his arm was bleeding, but he ignored it completely.

    Meng Die's heart trembled when he saw his eyes, and the long sword in his hand was about to drop.  She avoided his gaze, and said in a low voice: "I'm alive, it's just a disaster. My father will not let you go, and Rufei will not trust you anymore. Anyway, I won't live long anyway. This is me, can I  For you, the last thing, please, please fulfill me!"

    At the end, the voice gradually became low, almost inaudible, and suddenly the long sword swung across, and it was wiped on the neck.

    "Miss!"

    "Dream Butterfly!"

    Zi Hua and Lin Xihan exclaimed in unison.

    At this time, Ling Zimo's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he couldn't even utter a cry. He had already rushed towards her, raising his hand to grab her sword.

    The leader of the killer also rushed forward, but not to stop Mengdie, he slashed Ling Zimo's back with a long knife in his hand, but to stop Ling Zimo from saving her.

    At the same time, with a "ding", the long sword in Mengdie's hand only scratched a bloodstain on her neck, and she was deflected by something.  It turned out that Zi Hua shot a stone in time when there was no time to send it.  Mengdie's hand strength was weak, and under the shock, she could no longer hold the long sword, and fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.  Mengdie's body softened and then fell down.

    Ling Zimo used all his strength in this pounce, and jumped more than three feet straight. He was going to grab the long sword, but when the long sword fell and Mengdie fell, he immediately stopped the castration.  At this time, the blade had arrived behind him. He was afraid of hurting Mengdie, so he didn't dare to dodge to the side, and he didn't have time to turn around to block it, so he could only turn his body slightly to one side in a crisis.

    The killer's long knife was slashing at the fleshy part of his shoulder and back, with such force that it penetrated three points into the flesh.

    Fortunately, Ling Zimo was well prepared, and promptly mobilized his internal force to protect his back. As soon as the knife entered the flesh, it was resisted, and the momentum remained unabated.  So far, the blade has been embedded into the flesh for a total of five points, and can no longer move an inch.

    The killer didn't seem to expect that he could hit him, he was stunned for a moment and wanted to draw the knife again, but Ling Zimo had already used his muscles to clamp the blade tightly.  The man couldn't pull it off, and was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, his chest felt cold, and he saw Ling Zimo flashing away, holding the fallen Mengdie and flying two feet away, with his long knife still embedded on his shoulder.  .  The man looked down at his chest in disbelief, where a sword hilt was inserted right into it.  It turned out that Ling Zimo took him into a daze, and when he flew out, the long sword in his hand sank into his chest.

    The killer leader opened his mouth to shout, but couldn't make a sound.His mouth opened, and he fell to the ground slumped.

    All this happened in a flash, and Lin Xihan, Zi Hua and the remaining nine people fought again.

    Ling Zimo tried his best to kill the leader. No matter how good his martial arts were, he couldn't help seeing blackness at this moment, and the hand holding Mengdie became sore for a while, and his body shook and almost fell to the ground.  At this moment, a pair of weak little hands firmly supported him.

    Mengdie just exhausted too much energy, and she was a little out of breath just now under the agitation of her mind.  At this moment, seeing Ling Zimo desperately trying to save her, he was seriously injured, and he didn't know where the strength came from, but he actually supported him by force.

    Ling Zimo closed his eyes slightly, and the true energy in his body quickly circulated for a small week, and he had recovered a little.  Opening his eyes, he saw that Mengdie was looking at him with tears in his eyelashes, and a bloody mouth was still bleeding on his neck. He couldn't help but smile slightly: "Fool, didn't you say that I'm here?"  No matter where, as long as she is there, my heart will naturally be at peace.

    At this time, he was covered in blood, with a big knife embedded in his back, his face turned pale due to blood loss, but those eyes were still as bright as the stars when they first met, Mengdie stared at him blankly, wanted to laugh, but couldn't help it.  cried out.

    Ling Zimo said softly: "What are you crying and laughing at? Are you a fool?" He wanted to raise his hands to wipe her tears, but both hands were injured, and when he moved slightly, the pain pierced his heart and lungs, and he couldn't lift them up.

    Mengdie knew that this was not the time to cry, so she hurriedly wiped her face, helped Ling Zimo aside, and sat leaning against a tree.

    Lin Xihan's voice came from afar: "Zimo, how are you?"

    Ling Zimo raised his voice and said, "I can't die. Be careful."

    The battle over there is drawing to a close.  Seeing that the leader was dead, all the killers immediately retreated, and their minds were in turmoil.  Lin Xihan and Zihua cheered up, and the more they killed, the more courageous they became.  The morale of the two sides ebbed and flowed, and the victory and defeat were quickly determined.

    After about touching a stick of incense, there were only three people left on the other side.  After two more fights, one of them threw down his weapon with a "clang" and begged for mercy on his knees, while the other two were stunned for a moment, then dropped their weapons and surrendered.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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