"Why not?" Mo Guiyuan asked.

The death of a Western Jin pharmacist had caught him off guard, and he did not allow Xiunu to be beyond his control.

Xiunu didn't speak.

Mo Guiyuan stood up and walked towards him step by step: "Xiu Nu, you are a dead soldier. You must obey the master's orders and not disobey. I ask you again, can you kill him?"

Xiu Nu still didn’t reply.

The dead man talks little, but if the master comes to ask, he will answer all questions.

Xiu Nu's attitude angered Mo Guiyuan.

Mo Guiyuan's expression turned cold.

He is a master of making decisions from thousands of miles away and is rarely forced into a situation. However, right now, he is on the verge of going berserk at any time.

Mo Guiyuan stopped in front of him and looked at him for a moment: "Xiu Nu, you should understand that I am your master, your life is in my hands, I can kill you easily,

But I don’t want to do that. If you don’t kill Wei Ting, you have to give me a reason.”

Mo Guiyuan's response was another suffocating silence.

Mo Guiyuan clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead popped out: "I will give you one last chance. Only one of you and Wei Ting can survive!"

Xiunu knelt down on one knee.

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Xiunu is a dead warrior. A dead warrior cannot sacrifice himself for the sake of others, unless he is his own master.

But obviously, Wei Ting is not the master of Xiunu.

Mo Guiyuan was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Why...even you have to betray me..."

Mo Guiyuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he slapped Xiu Nu on the head——

…

When the old marquis followed Mo Guiyuan's trail to the entrance of the cave, he met Wei Ting who was also following Xiu Nu.

"Wei Ting!"

"Master Suhou."

"How are you doing over there?" Old Marquis asked.

"Xiu Nu is gone." Wei Ting said.

"Leaving?" Old Marquis frowned.

Wei Ting recalled: "He didn't seem to want to fight me."

"This Xiunu's reaction is very strange... Could it be that he knows your sixth brother?"

"Xiu Nu is from the Western Jin Dynasty. My sixth brother has never been to the Western Jin Dynasty. If they know each other, my sixth brother should remind me."

"Forget it, let's forget about him for now and go find Mo Guiyuan. That guy is very cunning. Every time he is about to catch him, he gets away again!"

This is no wonder for the old marquis, the main reason is that this is Mo Guiyuan's territory, and there are secret passages and traps set up by him everywhere. It is actually not easy for the old marquis to catch up here.

The two entered the cave entrance and soon discovered a secret passage.

When the two came to the secret room, Mo Guiyuan had already left, and there was a person lying on the ground, a dying Xiu Nu.

The old Marquis was stunned, almost unable to believe that this was Xiu Nu.

He squatted down and checked Xiu Nu's pulse: "The tendons and veins are severed, and all the internal strength is lost."

Wei Ting said: "Mo Guiyuan did it."

The old marquis cursed: "This old beast... can even kill his own people..."

Xiu Nu looked at Wei Ting weakly. His consciousness was already somewhat blurred, but there seemed to be some kind of obsession supporting him, preventing him from taking his last breath.

Wei Ting glanced at him, walked over and knelt down beside him: "Do you have something to tell me?"

Xiu Nu's eyes fell on Wei Ting's waist.

Wei Ting took off the iron bell and handed it to him.

He had already lost his strength, and his trembling hands could not hold the iron bell at all.

Wei Ting thought for a while, picked him up and put the iron bell in his hand.

Xiu Nu's chapped lips moved.

Wei Ting leaned down and listened.

Xiu Nu leaned into Wei Ting's arms and used his last strength to speak a name in Wei Ting's ear.

…

Wei Ting and the old Marquis found Mo Guiyuan in front of a canyon.

At this time, Mo Guiyuan had already taken off his daily clothes and put on shining silver armor.

The moment he saw this armor, Wei Ting's eyes instantly turned cold.

This is Lord Wu An's armor, and the red tassel spear in his hand was also Lord Wu An's weapon back then.

The old Marquis said coldly: "This old beast dares to wear human armor after killing someone. Aren't you afraid that Lord Wu An's ghost will come to claim his life?"

This shows that Mo Guiyuan is an out-and-out lunatic.

Mo Guiyuan was riding on a war horse, like a general returning from victory, with pride between his brows.

The old Marquis reminded Wei Ting in a low voice: "The smell of the old beast is different from before. Be careful now. If it doesn't work, run away first, leaving the green hills without worrying about having no firewood."

"Hahahaha!" Mo Guiyuan laughed arrogantly, "Do you think you can still leave? Wei Ting, I gave you a chance. You could have enjoyed the success, but you chose to go against me! You saw Xiu Nu

Right? He is your fate! Of course, if you escape quickly enough——"

Wei Ting pulled out his sword: "Now that I'm here, I have no intention of going back empty-handed. Tonight, either I will take away your life, or I will use myself to pay tribute to the dead souls of the Wei family!"

"Really? Just you? Can you beat me, or can you beat the White Lotus Sect army behind me?"

"What kind of army?" Old Marquis frowned.

The next second, he saw a massive black army coming out from behind the canyon, occupying the entire valley like a tidal wave.

This is... an army of ten thousand!

What Taolin really wants to hide is the private army of the White Lotus Sect!

"This old beast..."

The old prince gritted his teeth.

He used Qing Kung Fu, flew up, drew his sword and attacked Mo Guiyuan.

Mo Guiyuan knocked him away with one palm!

Wei Ting stood on tiptoe and caught the old Marquis in the air.

After falling back to the ground, the old Marquis spit out a mouthful of blood!

"The test came out... He has... the aura of a dead warrior... He has absorbed the internal power of Xiu Nu..."

No wonder Xiunu lost all his internal strength.

The old Marquis vomited several mouthfuls of blood again.

Mo Guiyuan himself is not weak, and with the addition of a Xiu slave, Mo Guiyuan is no longer something they can deal with.

The old Marquis grabbed Wei Ting's hand: "I'll hold him back... you hurry up... take Daya away... don't... act out of emotion..."

He can die.

But Da Ya can't.

I failed to protect my sister at first, but now I must protect my sister's granddaughter no matter what.

"Old beast, I will die with you!"

"You're afraid you won't have this chance!"

Mo Guiyuan grabbed the red tassel gun in his hand and shot towards the two of them!

Wei Ting hugged the old Marquis and ducked out of the way!

The red tassel gun poked a huge hole in the rock behind the two of them.

Mo Guiyuan rode away, coldly pulled out his red tassel gun, and chased the two of them again.

He was about to be chased away.

The old Marquis didn't want to drag Wei Ting down, so he slapped Wei Ting away with his palm.

The red tassel gun stabbed his chest without any bias.

call out!

An arrow flew through the air and hit the tip of the Hongying gun.
To be continued...