Pirates: Start by rejecting the redhead's invitation

She endured the pain and went over to support Feng Buwen, but not much spiritual energy could be condensed in her palms. Feng Buwen only lowered his head and supported his sword, saying weakly: "Stop, stop Brother Xie..."

But now that both of them were injured, the remaining killers had surrounded them and were attacking them with swords.

Moreover, the position of the sword was extremely dangerous, how could Rong Deng dare to let him go? But the spiritual energy gathered and dispersed, and she began to panic uncontrollably, with only a trace of blood still seeping out in front of her eyes.

Is there anything that can be used, what should I do, how could this happen...

Rong Deng's fingertips were trembling. She suddenly remembered something and immediately took it out and swallowed it.

It's those two Lingyuan Pills.

I'm sorry...you told me not to eat anymore.

But, I can't do it!

Such a big hole, and it's right next to the heart...

If the bleeding doesn't stop, he will die, right?!

Rong Deng was screaming in her heart. Familiar spiritual energy surged out from her limbs and bones. After she completely recovered and ate this thing, she discovered that there was a faint burning sensation at the source of the spiritual energy.

She took Feng Wenwen's palm, palms facing each other, and quickly treated him. People came from all directions to stop him. Rong Deng blocked the sword. Xiao Wuhe chuckled and said, "Don't worry about them."

Rong Deng couldn't guess what this guy was going to do, but Feng Wuwen's injury was important right now.

At the same time, Xiao Wuhe stood in front of Jie Qingmu, very close to him. His originally gentle face was now full of desire and ambition.

He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Brother Xie, if you had been like this, you wouldn't have had to kill so many people."

Xie Qingmu's eyes were blood red, and he stared at that familiar face, as if a sharp blade had pierced his heart. Xiao Wuhe, who was dressed in black, was not the elegant young man he once was after all.

Or maybe, this "once" never really existed.

"Why?" There were thousands of words in his throat, crushed into pieces by pain, but he could only come up with these three words.

"Why? Hahahahaha," Xiao Wuhe had already placed his sword on the side of his neck, "Xie Qingmu, you are so naive. My surname is Xiao. Guess who the mother-in-law of His Highness Prince Fuping is from me?

relation?"

What?!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, even Rong Deng was completely stunned.

When she checked the characters in the system, she didn't find any connection between Fengyue Villa and Xiao Guifei!

Jie Qingmu stared into Xiao Wuhe's eyes, and the two of them faced each other in silence, but Xiao Wuhe always had a smile on his lips.

Xie Qingmu's outer robe was soaked with blood in several places, and when the cold wind blew, it felt cold and numb.

He saw that his eyes were full of eager killing intent from beginning to end, like a ferocious beast about to catch its prey, calm yet fanatical.

But there is no trace of sympathy, guilt or self-blame.

There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation.

Xie Qingmu finally gave up.

He suddenly laughed, very sarcastically, and seemed to feel that he was too naive.

At this time, he still hoped that the murderer would be merciful, and hoped that those friendships in the past would be somewhat sincere, allowing him to spare his life and listen to his son call him "Dad".

It's so ridiculous, asking for mercy from the murderer.

Two black birds suddenly flew up in the deep forest and flew away towards the moonlit night. A thin figure emerged from the forest.

Zhao Chi'an held the dagger and ran directly towards Xiao Wuhe without calling anyone, but the remaining killers were not stupid either and restrained him in an instant.

"Dad!" Zhao Chi'an said hoarsely, "Let him go. Let me go, dad!"

Xie Qingmu's eyes paused, he did not move, Xiao Wuhe's sword was still close to his neck.