Boss, she was forced to be the wife

"Chase"

Looking at the three horses that turned around and ran wildly, Zhao Ziqian looked indifferently at the backs of the three figures flying away, and slowly uttered a sentence.

It's a coincidence that Zhao Ziqian came here just to deal with a traitor who betrayed the sect, but there was no unexpected gain.

After all, this kind of thing is not something that would require her, the heir of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, to personally take action.

In fact, Zhao Ziqian didn't know the situation of these three people, but those who ran away as soon as they saw him must be enemies.

At this point, Wanmoluo and the others also had a guilty conscience.

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had just committed such a big thing. Even if the current group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect people didn't know about it, they would definitely not let him go if the news spread to their ears afterwards.

Wan Moluo, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er rode horses and galloped on the narrow mountain road. The neighing of the horses behind them also indicated that the people behind them had not been thrown away.

This can't help but make Wan Mo Luo secretly worry in her heart. Now she is cutting off behind Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er in order to prevent people from Wan Du Sect from using hidden weapons such as poison needles.

She didn't care, mainly because she was afraid that the two people traveling with her would be tricked.

It's just that sometimes people are unlucky enough to drink cold water and their teeth are blocked. Qiao Runzhi in front didn't know what he saw. The horse's hooves that were still galloping suddenly stopped and the speed slowed down.

Wan Moluo and Dan'er felt that Qiao Runzhi's speed had slowed down, so they also slowed down:

"Brother Runzhi, what's wrong?"

"There are people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect ahead!"

Qiao Runzhi shouted to the back with some fear. After hearing the voice, Wan Mo Luo came closer and stuck his head out to look at the woman in purple clothes standing in front of her. She looked at the style of the clothes and Wan Mo Luo Chu Shuixiang.

The group of people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who were dealt with at that time were the same.

Naturally, those people also saw Wanmoluo and several others. The long swords in their hands instantly pointed at them and shouted:

"It's them, catch them!"

As he spoke, the poisonous needles in his hands were all fired out. At the critical moment, Wanmoluo flew down from his horse, blocked the flying poisonous arrows one by one with the sword in his hand, and pointed them at Qiao Runzhi and Daner behind him.

said:

"Take that path and I'll cut off the rear!"

Qiao Runzhi followed Wan Moluo's eyes and saw a hidden path not far away. It was meaningless to say more at this time.

Qiao Runzhi made an instant judgment, tightened the reins with Dan'er and let the horses gallop away.

Everything happened in just an instant. Wan Moluo, who had resisted the attack of the poisonous needle, heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from behind and did not hesitate. He turned around and mounted his horse, then headed in the direction of Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er.

go.

The horses behind them then arrived nearby. Seeing the purple-clad colleagues of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who seemed to have just fought, the leader, Zhao Ziqian, asked:

"what happened?"

When the people in purple saw that the person coming was Zhao Ziqian, they all raised their hands and said:

"Young Master, the woman among the three people just now is the one who killed Miss Ziqin at Lingwei Villa six days ago."

"oh?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Ziqian obviously understood why the woman he was leading just turned around and ran away when she saw him.

Even though my younger sister was a loser, it was undeniable that they looked very similar.

After all, they are biological sisters from the same father and mother, and others can recognize them at a glance.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziqian couldn't help but become interested, and said to the people who were still waiting:

"Since he is the murderer of sister Ziqin, he must be caught."

Seeing that Zhao Ziqian had no intention of making any move, one of the men in purple hesitated and said:

"Young Master, this person also killed several junior sisters from my Ten Thousand Poison Sect!"

When Zhao Ziqian heard this, a trace of obvious dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by joy:

"It's really audacious. It doesn't matter. They are taking a dead end. You go down the mountain to surround her, and I will go meet her."

After saying that, he led a group of people in black clothes and headed towards the direction where Wanmo Luo and others were escaping.

Wanmoluo and the others were running wildly on the path. At first, the path was overgrown with weeds and could only be seen. It gradually became wider, so big that three horses could walk side by side.

But the further they walked, the more Wanmoluo felt something was wrong. This road was up the mountain. If they kept walking, would they...

What's even more unusual is that the people behind him didn't rush to chase him, and there was strangely no news. This made Wan Moluo even more worried.

However, now that things have come to this, they cannot stop and wait for death. They are not familiar with the road on this mountain, and now they can only take one step at a time.

Wan Mo Luo didn't say anything, and Dan'er and Qiao Runzhi who were standing beside them had nothing to make decisions about. They just let their horses and Wan Mo Luo walk side by side on the mountain road.

After galloping for a while, the horse suddenly braked and stopped. Seeing the horse stop, Wanmoluo was very anxious and quickly came down to take a look.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er, who were also forced to stop, also got off their horses and looked up but were shocked by the sight before them.

I saw that they had reached the top of the mountain at this time, and this obscure path turned out to be the highest point of the mountain.

At this time, standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the clouds and mist in the distance, and the mountains are stacked like a giant landscape painting.

Wan Moluo thought that Wei Xiwen had told him that Xuanyuan Country was mostly mountainous, but he never expected that it would look like this from here.

But when we look below, we see an abyss. The cliff is obscured by clouds and mist, so we can't see how deep it is.

Judging from the time it took them to get up the mountain, it would probably take a lot of effort to climb down from this lonely cliff with bare hands.

Not to mention Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er, Wanmoluo was not completely sure that they could survive safely.

But there is no other way now. The pursuers are behind you, and if you are caught, you will definitely be worse than dead.

So even if you can’t hold on, try your best to climb down!

Thinking of this, Wan Mo Luo no longer hesitated and took out the rope that had been prepared in the bag. Just as he was about to tie it to Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er, he keenly heard a rapid and messy sound of horse hooves trampling.

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Wan Mo Luo secretly screamed, and as the sound came, a long sword was thrust out, heading towards Wan Mo Luo's facade.

Wanmoluo reacted very quickly and quickly drew out the sword behind him to block.

I saw that the long sword that was flying forward was bounced away by Wan Mo Luo and was firmly nailed to the trunk of the big tree in the distance.

Then came the men in black that we had just seen, led by the man who looked very similar to Zhao Ziqin.

Zhao Ziqian was not angry when he saw his long sword being bounced away. He just pulled the sword out of the tree as he passed by. When he saw Wan Moluo and his group again, he stopped approaching. He even didn't know what the three people in front of him looked like.

He couldn't see anything clearly, but he was the first to see the long sword in Wanmoluo's hand.

"How come you have my sect's sword?"

She pointed the long sword in her hand at Wan Mo Luo, raising her chin proudly and showing disdain in her eyes.

Wanmoluo didn't want to answer her question, he just put on a fighting stance and showed no intention of backing down as he looked at the people glaring at him.

Presumably these people already knew that they were the culprits who killed Zhao Ziqin. The current terrain was probably a narrow escape from death.

Zhao Ziqian couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw that Wan Mo Luo did not answer his question, but instead prepared a full defensive posture:

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

Then he waved his hand, and three or five people in black clothes rushed out first.

Wan Moluo deliberately stood closer to leave space for Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er. In an instant, she was fighting with the men in black.

Their poisonous needles and poisonous gas were cleverly avoided by Wanmoluo, and he forced the men in black back within a few moves.

"I didn't expect your martial arts to be quite good. I wonder where you learned from?"

At this time, Zhao Ziqian was finally willing to take a closer look at Wan Mo Luo's moves. He saw that several of the attendants around him could not defeat her, so he became interested.

"A person who is idle in the world has no teachers and no connections, and is not worth the concern of the Wandu Sect."

Wan Moluo said calmly after repelling Zhao Zhiqian's attendants.

After hearing this, Zhao Ziqian smiled and said immediately:

"You kill my sister when it's not worth worrying about. It seems that she has a personal grudge?"

The two of them were chatting and laughing without being serious, especially when Zhao Ziqian opened his mouth as if he was reminiscing with old friends, but he did not stop with gestures in his hands. After knowing the strength of Wan Mo Luo, he stopped testing, and then everyone behind him moved out at the same time.

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As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. No matter how powerful a person is when encountering a crowd of tactics, he will inevitably miss something.

Seeing that Zhao Ziqian was really murderous, Wan Mo Luo no longer hesitated. He raised his sword and saw that he had killed several people. However, he was at a disadvantage due to the large number of people and had several wounds on his body from the sword.

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But Zhao Ziqian, who was still struggling to hold on at this moment, saw Wan Moluo in the distance who was still holding on, and immediately became interested in her.

"Young Master, the swords of our Ten Thousand Poison Sect are all quenched with poison. It must not be easy for her to be able to deal with us for so long!"

The attendant beside him said in a low voice. Zhao Ziqian also noticed it at this time and nodded, indicating that he wanted to catch him alive.

Although she wanted to catch her alive, the attacks on Wanmoluo did not decrease. Instead, she gradually had more wounds on her body.

As if to monitor her tolerance, many of the sword wounds were not in fatal places.

Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er were waiting anxiously. Wan Mo Luo was fighting and retreating, getting closer and closer to them, and her body was suffering from more and more injuries.

It felt bad to want to help but to be unable to do anything. Until Wanmoluo was very close to them, their physical strength could not be sustained due to the long battle.

Facing the red-eyed members of the Wan Du Sect, Wan Mo Luo knelt down on one knee, but what he thought in his mind was that if the iron fan was waved here at this time, it would be much easier.

Just as one of them came towards Wanmoluo's heart with a sword, Wanmoluo felt that he was shrouded in pink clothes, and then the sword tip came out of his body with scarlet blood, and in an instant, he was covered with pink clothes.

The pink tulle is dyed through.

"Dan'er!"

"Dan'er..."

Qiao Runzhi and Wan Moluo shouted together, and Wan Moluo stood up with force, kicked away the Wan Du Sect man who hurt Dan'er, and killed her with a sword.

But at this time, Dan'er's blood had already overflowed. Wanmoluo caught Dan'er's thin body, which was as thin as a dead leaf and was about to fall at any time. Most of his body was stained red by his blood.

"Why are you...I can obviously block it myself!"

Wan Moluo's voice was choked with sobs. She had always thought that she was a cold-hearted person, but only now did she realize that some feelings had actually flowed into her heart without even realizing it.

If my feelings for Qiao Runzhi are love, then my feelings for Dan'er are like family. They have known each other for many years and unknowingly have become family members who do not need to be connected by blood.

"I know...but my wife..."

Dan'er coughed up a mouthful of blood. Even though Wan Mo Luo tightly covered the puncture wound, red blood continued to flow out until the blood began to turn black, just like his vitality. The harder he tried, the harder he tried.

I hold on to it, but it goes by faster and faster.

"I don't want to be... your... drag anymore"

"Why are you so stupid..."

Qiao Runzhi's tears couldn't stop flowing down. It was all because he didn't pay attention to what Dan'er said. He thought Dan'er just wanted to live a stable life, but he never thought that he would go to such extreme measures.

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"You will...always remember me...right?"

Wan Moluo nodded, tears falling from his eyes, and he watched helplessly as he died in front of her.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and a century seemed to have passed in just a few words.

In less than ten days, he watched the people around him die in his arms one after another. Wanmoluo felt oppressive in his heart, as if there was a big stone on his chest, suddenly pressing on his heart.

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The feeling of depression had been there since Wei Xicai's death. Now because of Dan'er's death, the stone hit his heart hard again. The feeling of depression was suppressed, making Wanmoluo extremely painful.

Suddenly he vomited a mouthful of black blood.

"My wife, how are you, Mara? Are you okay?"

Before Qiao Runzhi could feel sad about Dan'er's death, he saw Wan Mo Luo vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Feeling frightened and sad for a moment, he reached out in panic to wipe off the blood stain on Wanmoluo's chin.

However, Wan Moluo just reached out to stop his hand, stood up slowly, and looked at the people in front who were ready to pounce.

"Runzhi, keep an eye on Dan'er's body here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanmoluo rushed into the crowd. Although she was weak at this time, she was like a trapped animal in trouble. She lost the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and instead turned to fierce attacks.

Although this made her injuries worse, it seemed that only killing without hesitation could temporarily numb the pain in her heart.

"ah!"

Wan Moluo heard a cry and turned around to realize that it was Qiao Runzhi who had been protecting Dan'er's body and had been forced to the edge of the cliff.

At this time, two people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect surrounded Qiao Runzhi, and he was standing on the edge of the cliff. In order not to be stabbed by the sword, he hid backwards, but his feet slipped and he was about to fall.

When Wan Moluo saw this, he came to the front in an instant, wiped the neck of one of them and killed him with one hand, and then threw the long sword towards the other person, and the sharp sword instantly penetrated that person's heart.

Wan Moluo, who had no time to think about it, raised his hand to hold Qiao Runzhi's arm. Their arms met, but due to the gravity of Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er's bodies, the three of them fell straight towards the depths of the cliff.