Rebirth of the First Emperor

Mo Wu and others' expressions suddenly changed, and they once again experienced Ying Zheng's arrogance.

"Young Master, your temper is a bit too cruel! Even if we do some bad things, we still need to be punished by the government!" Mo Wu said forcefully, there are still seven people here, no matter how powerful the opponent is, but

After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, so there may not be no chance here.

Arrogance requires strength. Obviously, Mo Wu didn't think that Ying Zheng didn't have this strength.

Ying Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. Ying Zheng heard clearly the previous conversation between Mo Wu and Mo Xiaoyin. Even from the beginning, Mo Wu and others were behind Mo Xiaoyin.

Ying Zheng knew all about the conspiracy. Ying Zheng followed these people all the way. He knew very well what kind of character these people were. Even if they were all killed, there would be no injustice.

Ying Zheng's men are full of ghosts, and they can be regarded as murderous executioners. He has absolutely no sympathy for scum like Mo Wu, and does not give them any chance to take action. He directly draws his sword towards them.

Don’t you want to take advantage of the large number of people? Well, let’s completely subvert your concept.

The figure unfolded, the long sword was unsheathed, and there was a clear sound of drawing the sword. Ying Zheng's figure had already landed in front of Mo Wu. Mo Wu didn't even react before he was stabbed by Ying Zheng.

With one strike of the sword, the right hand holding the stick suddenly started to bleed, and a large blood hole was stabbed in his wrist. Mo Wu felt pain and the stick fell to the ground, and he screamed out.

This wasn't the end yet. Ying Zheng stabbed five swords in succession, adding five bloody holes to Mo Wu's body. Mo Wu screamed and fainted immediately.

All this was done in the blink of an eye. Only when Mo Wu screamed in pain did everyone wake up, but it was too late. Ying Zheng's entry was equivalent to a wolf entering the flock, and these people could only be slaughtered.

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The long sword flew around, blood splashed everywhere, and the scene was completely one-sided. The three people following Mo Wu were all knocked to the ground in less than a moment, moaning, while Ying Zheng, dressed in white Shengxue, faced Mo Xiao

Yin, smile.

The remaining three people were shocked. These people were just some gangsters from Mojiacun. Apart from being able to bully the simple people, they were not social at all. The scene at the moment was completely beyond everyone's previous experience. For a moment,

My mind couldn't turn around, and I stood there dumbfounded.

"Xiaoyin, can't this relieve the hatred?" Ying Zheng asked softly. The blood-spattered scene just now did not stain the white clothes on this guy's body with any blood.

Mo Xiaoyin's eyes were already full of tears when Ying Zheng first appeared, but now that Ying Zheng asked this question, he burst into tears. His shoulders were swaying, pear blossoms were bringing rain, and Ying Zheng was actually drunk.

"Okay, don't cry. If you cry again, you'll look like a little cat. It won't look good." In his heart, Ying Zheng unexpectedly moved forward to take Mo Xiaoyin into his arms and comforted her softly. His tone was extremely gentle.

This scene is really a bit hard to describe.

Feeling Ying Zheng's masculine aura, Mo Xiaoyin's heart was beating wildly. This was the first time that a man other than his father held her. At such a close distance, Mo Xiaoyin's face was already

He blushed with embarrassment and almost buried his head deeply, unwilling to show it again.

"Well, Xiaoyin is not crying, Xiaoyin is happy, Xiaoyin is really happy." After a while, Mo Xiaoyin stopped crying and responded, but his voice was as thin as a mosquito, if it weren't for Ying Zheng

Being so close to her, I'm afraid I really couldn't hear what Mo Xiaoyin said.

"Silly girl,"

Ying Zheng was still saying something, but he felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind him. Without thinking, he kicked it. There was a crack of bones, followed by a thump, and something fell.

On the ground.

Ying Zheng slashed with his sword with his backhand, and he didn't even look behind him during this series of actions.

Then, they continued to hold Mo Xiaoyin, no one said a word, and they quietly felt everything about each other. The fragrance stirred Ying Zheng's mind. He hadn't touched a woman for more than half a year!

His self-control has dropped too much, Ying Zheng thought to himself.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wounded man lying on the ground began to moan loudly, which finally completely broke the atmosphere. The two of them finally woke up and reluctantly let go, with the intention of tearing these bodies into pieces.

Already.

Mo Wu managed to hold himself up with his left hand. After struggling for a long time, he used all his strength to roar: "Boy, if you have the ability, give me a good show. At worst, you will be a good man again in eighteen years."

That's right, Mo Wu really couldn't stand it anymore. He was woken up by the cold just now. The feeling was really uncomfortable!

The speaker has no intention and the listener has no intention. Mo Xiaoyin's red streak could not be redder, and her ears are extremely attractive.

"Okay, since you have this wish, then I will grant it to you." Ying Zheng said seriously with a straight face, and then he raised his sword and stabbed Mo Wu as if he was holding a major ceremony.

Speaking of which, this was not the first time Ying Zheng had done this kind of thing. He was quite skilled. He stabbed Mo Wu in the chest with a sword, less than two centimeters below the heart. Mo Wu was in agony.

But he can't die for a while.

As he got closer, Ying Zheng pulled out his sword and stabbed Mo Wu again, this time in Mo Wu's lower abdomen. This time he didn't miss it, the sword blade penetrated the flesh, and the sound was quite subtle.

This time, Mo Wu was considered dead and could not die again.

Originally, Ying Zheng planned to torture Mo Wu, but considering that there was a girl Mo Xiaoyin beside him, it would be very bad for girls to be exposed to such bloody and violent things too much, so Ying Zheng

Only then would he change his mind temporarily and it would be cheaper for Mo Wu.

For the next few people, Ying Zheng followed suit. Of course, Mo Xiaoyin's eyes had been covered by Ying Zheng with a black cloth.

He found a random place to cover up Mo Wu and others, and then Ying Zheng took Mo Xiaoyin back to the county town in a big way.

Now that the situation is like this, Mo Xiaoyin would be really stupid if he continues to choose his grave in Mojia Village or somewhere else.

Simply, Ying Zheng took Mo Xiaoyin to the county seat, customized a good coffin, and then buried it with great splendor. Anyway, in such weather, the body would not go rancid if it was left for a few more days.

Mo Xiaoyin naturally chose to obey Ying Zheng's words. Now that she belonged to Ying Zheng, she would naturally obey Ying Zheng's words.

There is no trace of stepping on the snow, and the breeze comes.

The fragrance is like plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter, and the proud snow is independent.

I still remember those days when I was in a snowy scene, looking around at a loss, and my heart fell in love with you.

(Well, the last three sentences are just to make up the word count. This is really a helpless move by the scholar! However, the scholar still thinks that this has some artistic conception. I wonder what you think?)

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