Chapter 292: trap

It was too late, then fast, just then, suddenly, Mo Ziqian's body side, avoiding the cold arrow shot at him, and at the same time, the arm of the ape stretched out, and Feng Xi slammed her, and she rushed towards it. In his arms, he also escaped another cold arrow.
However, Feng Xi was really drunk, and even at the moment of life and death, there was no way to wake up.
She just twitched her lips slightly, pouting her mouth, and seemed to sleep deeper.
In a flash, a large group of masked men in black seemed to fly by like a goshawk. On the roof ridge, black pressure occupied a group of people. They were outsmarted and placed on both sides of Mo Ziqian and Feng Xi.
With a bang, sharp swords appeared one by one, and the cold light of the sword flashed out, brighter and brighter than the moonlight of the sky, and the fierce eyes exposed on the mask were also sharp, proud and arrogant. The ground projected on Mo Ziqian, and it seemed that in an instant, he could knock him out.
Mo Ziqian hummed coldly, according to Mo Zichen's letter, in order to protect Huan Ji, he didn't want to break the identity of the other party, as long as this attracted the snake out of the hole, he could hook the assassin in the dark.
kill! kill! kill! This is the most important thing right now!
Mo Ziqian did not forget, how did Yuan Hao hurt himself in Jiaolong Village? How did you hit yourself off the cliff before?
With his cold hum, suddenly, on the ridge, under the eaves, in the yard, outside the fence, suddenly a lot of Mojia army with complete armor and equipment, and holding swords one by one, were murderous.
The dozens of masked assassins were shocked and looked around, their proud and arrogant eyes suddenly turned into fear.
"Humph," Mo Zi's disdainful eyes and the scorn of his mouth are more intense. "Do you think that General is really drunk? Isn't it? You turtle grandsons can poke their heads out. Think we Mojia Is the army worthy of its name? Today, let you see the power of the Mojia army and let you go and return! "
After finishing his speech, Mo Ziqian raised his hand, and Feng Xi dropped it from the roof and fell directly under the eaves.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Yu had already steadily caught Feng Xi on the ground, and then handed it over to the two girls around her.
Ruyi and Jixiang held the sword, crossed and protected in front of Fengxi, and quickly retreated to the corridor behind the courtyard.
Under a row of red lanterns, Mo Fengzhi and Meng Jingxian stood with serious faces to watch the battle.
One hand holds the dragon head, the other holds the sword, all put on the armor of armor, and between the eyebrows, there is an air of bravery, staring intently at the situation in front of him.
Yes, all this has already been arranged under Mo Ziqian's report.
This attracted the snake out of the hole, which was the result of discussions between Mo Ziqian and his ancestors and his mother. Facts have proved that the sword is not a dragon.
At least, at the time of crisis, the whole government was dispatched, and none of them were afraid.
Ruyi and Jixiang helped Feng Xi to the corridor, let her crooked in the bench under the corridor, leaned back against Zhu Zhu to continue drunkenly.
While Mo Ziqian left Fengxi, the battle had already begun.
The Mojia army swarmed up and surrounded dozens of assassins.
All of a sudden, the dozens of assassins were exhausted even though they were masters.
Mo Ziqian stared at the masked assassin headed straight, not to mention that, looking at those eyes alone, he also understood that it was Yuan Hao who fought back twice.
Yuan Hao was bullied enough when he was bullying less and breaking his leg once. Mo Zi held his breath and planned to directly come back.
Therefore, with his sharp sword, he quickly attacked Yuan Hao with the ultimate light power, and the two men killed Xing Anyue on the roof.
Mo Ziqian and Yuan Hao's martial arts seemed to be comparable. Mo Fengzhi and Meng Jingxian dodged their eyes, looking at this for a while, and then looking at that. Rescue at any time.
However, Mo Ziqian was not as vulnerable as they were worried.
Although the initial injury was healed, the Mo family's spirit and spirit were all there. The more and more courageous the war, the better after hundreds of rounds.
On the other hand, Yuan Hao, seeing the same masters from the inside, fell down one by one, the whole roof was covered with blood, and there was a pool of blood inside and outside the wall. His psychology gradually collapsed, knowing that the general trend was gone, and he had the idea of ​​getting out.
Once the thought of getting out, the momentum is weakened.
Mo Ziqian took advantage of Yuan Hao's distracted weakness and made frequent moves. When the sky passed, he counterattacked from the back, a sword stabbed him in the shoulder, and another turn, a sword crossed his back. When he fell, he wanted to pierce his heart from the front chest, but Yuan Hao hid, only stabbing his left arm.
However, the three swords suffered by this distraction moment have greatly weakened Yuan Hao's momentum. Thinking that Mo Ziqian can set a trap here, it must be that there is also a layout in Yanjing City. .
Fortunately, Yuan Hao was not unprepared.
So, taking advantage of the fact that he was not injured and could not fly in the sky, he quickly took a look at the air and walked away. At this time, his companions had only five or six remaining, followed him to break through the encirclement, and fought.
Mo Ziqian was hotly chased this time, and several people chased on the roof of Yanjing City until Yuanjing ’s wall, Yuan Hao pressed his index finger to his lips and made a few screams.
In an instant, a cold arrow launched outside the city, forcing the guards on the city wall to have to deal with it, and Yuan Hao and the five or six assassins took advantage of the chaos, jumped over the city wall, and flew to the horse that had been prepared for a long time. Run away.
Seeing that Yuan Hao was able to escape, the batch of Xixia soldiers who let out cold arrows accelerated their rhythm. As soon as possible, they blocked the rain with a dense arrow to let Yuan Hao and them escape further.
Mo Zi stood on top of the city, watching them move away, raising his hand and ordering to stop chasing.
Mo Ziqian believed that if Yuan Hao dared to attack in the General's Mansion, they must have set a route to escape.
At this time, don't waste your energy.
I believe that after this time, Yuan Hao must not dare to be so unscrupulous, and broke into the assassination.
After a night of trouble, it naturally disturbed Mo Junyi.
Mo Ziqian went into the palace overnight and made the matter clear and indifferent, and presented Mo Zichen's letter to Mo Junyi. And explained the brother-in-law's movements and plans in the Xixia Palace.
Mo Junyi listened and praised the Mo family brothers and Su Biluo.
And also very happy about the birth of small iron eggs and small preserved eggs.
"In the future, if a pair of babies return to China, I will definitely be rewarded. I haven't had any heirs. I must convince Mo Zichen to consider one of them as a righteous son."
Mo Junyi is very satisfied with his thoughts. Once he speaks, he is even more overjoyed.
Mo Ziqian couldn't help crying and laughing. The elder brother's temper, as well as Yi Mojunyi's previous thoughts on Su Biluo, Mo Zichen's thoughts of this just father, Mo Zichen may not be able to achieve it.