After Liu Si finished speaking, he raised the knife in his hand again, aimed it at Xin Moer's face, which had only the right side intact, and stabbed her deeply again.
Xin Mo'er had no choice but to hide. The right side of her face was stabbed, and bright red and dazzling blood flowed down both sides of her cheeks. It was as if a ghost came out of the underworld to seek death, which was eerie and terrifying.
"To give in or not?!" Liu Si shouted sharply, and said in a sinister voice, "If you don't give in, the knife will definitely be on her neck!"
"Everyone, get out of the way!" Nangong Yun gave the order, and the courtyard automatically gave way to a wide avenue.
"Liu Si, you'd better not fall into my hands. When the time comes, I will definitely make your life worse than death!" Feng Qingcang's voice was like a demonic chant, reverberating in the air, stirring.
After circling his hands, Xiao Wu dragged Liu Wei to the side, not daring to anger Liu Si again, for fear that he would really kill Xin Mo'er when he got angry.
"Your Majesty, let's go!" Liu Si put the knife on Xin Mo'er's neck and said to Long Che, who was free to watch the excitement.
Long Che nodded and took a few steps forward.
Xin Moer's hand holding Wang's corpse never let go. Even though her face was slashed twice, she still had a calm expression. She didn't move her steps. She glanced at Nangong Yun and Feng Qingcang, and gave a cold smile.
"Remember, avenge me."
There was determination and unyieldingness in that smile.
Then the knife that Liu Si placed on her neck was cut toward the aorta in his neck.
Liu Si secretly thought that he had ruined Xin Mo'er's appearance just to vent his anger, but if she really died, they would have nothing to hold on to. Let alone Qidong, they might not even be able to leave the courtyard of Shangshu Mansion.
Disaster.
So, he quickly removed the knife in his hand, fearing that she would actually commit suicide.
Xin Moer's starry eyes froze, her body shuddered, and she took the opportunity to escape from the gap between Liu Si and the knife he held.
Liu Si's eagle eyes glowed with bloodlust, he raised the long knife in his hand and aimed it at Xin Mo'er's back with a sharp knife.
Xin Moer could feel the murderous intent of the knife behind her back.
When Xin Mo'er said he wanted to avenge her, Feng Qingcang moved his steps. At a speed invisible to the human eye, he instantly came to Xin Mo'er's side, pulled her into his arms, and held her in his arms at the same time.
Wang's body, which he was holding in his arms, was thrown towards Nangong Yun. Nangong Yun spun around to catch it and quickly handed it over to his personal bodyguard Wei Feng.
The footsteps drifted, the sword at the waist was drawn out, and he slashed horizontally in the direction of Long Che. Wherever it went, the sword was cold and cold, and was accompanied by bursts of sound of breaking through the air.
Long Che didn't dare to underestimate him, and his figure stepped back tens of meters.
Nangong Yun pressed forward step by step, and the two fought together for hundreds of times, but the outcome was still undecided.
The archers holding bows and arrows quickly reappeared on the eaves, but they did not dare to fire their bows for fear of accidentally hurting Nangong Yun.
But on Xin Moer's side, after Feng Qingcang caught her, Liu Si struck with the long knife in his hand. While holding Xin Moer and throwing Wang out, Liu Si used his sword skills at a weird speed.
It was a fatal blow to Xin Moer's heart.
Feng Qingcang didn't have time to adjust, so he directly used the palm of his hand to catch the knife. As a result, the entire palm of his right hand was penetrated by Liu Si's sharp blade.
Xiao Wu was shocked and quickly knocked out Liu Wei and headed towards Feng Qingcang.
Xin Moer turned around and saw a horrifying scene, Feng Qingcang's hand was bleeding continuously.
Feng Qing's eyes turned cold, "Mo'er, you deserve to die if you hurt me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly pulled out his palm from the blade without fear of the pain in his palm, and aimed it at Liu Si's chest.
Xiao Wu had just arrived at this time, so he rose up in the air and came to Liu Si's back. He thrust out the long sword in his hand and struck him in the hollow of his back vest.
Logically speaking, Liu Si could not avoid the combined attack of Feng Qingcang and Xiao Wu no matter what.
However, a strange scene occurred at this time. Liu Si's body quickly shrank in a circle at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. Therefore, although he was assassinated, he avoided fatal wounds.
Because Feng Qingcang's right hand was injured and he had to protect the person in his arms, he did not attack again.
Xiao Wu had obviously never seen this strange scene before. Just as he was stunned for a second, Liu Si took advantage of the opportunity to escape.
Long Che glanced at Liu Si from the corner of his eye and saw that he glanced towards the room. Instead of continuing to fight with Nangong Yun, he quickly withdrew. The two of them got into the room and closed the room tightly.
Nangong Yun did not chase after him, but gave an order, "Change to rockets, shoot!"
As if it wasn't enough, he immediately ordered people to prepare more than twenty barrels of oil and poured it all over the outside of the room.
The fire broke out quickly, and Xin Moer watched coldly as the fire destroyed the entire house, her eyes cold and emotionless.
Turning around, he took Wang's body from Wei Feng's hand, carried it away from Shangshu Mansion, and headed towards the back hill of Shangshu Mansion.
There were the tombstones of all thirty-two generations of the Liu family and their ancestors there. Regardless of the injuries on her face, Xin Moer dug away the soil bit by bit, intending to find a good place for her grandmother to settle down.
Feng Qingcang pulled Xin Mo'er into her arms to stop her stupid behavior.
Nangong Yun immediately ordered his guards to dig a hole about five meters deep, prepared a good coffin, and put Wang's body in it.
Xin Moer watched the soil bury the coffin bit by bit, and the tears that had accumulated for many days finally couldn't help but fall. The next second, she fainted in Feng Qingcang's arms and lost consciousness.
Feng Qingcang didn't say a word, picked up Xin Moer and left here.
Before leaving, Nangong Yun said lightly, "If you can't protect her and give her happiness, don't touch her. I will protect her for the rest of her life."
Feng Qingcang's steps paused slightly, and his arrogant figure left like walking on clouds.
It's a clear, sunny morning.
Xin Moer's face was covered with a veil, lying in her yard, basking in the sun.
Lan Yin beside her kept peeling grapes for her with her hands and feet.
It had been nearly a month since the last time he went to Qidong and returned to Nanzhao. When Xiaowu left Qidong, he took Lan Yin, who was living in the prince's mansion, back to Nanzhao.
Originally, Xin Moer had no intention of using Lan Yin, after all, she was now more than two months pregnant, but unable to resist Lan Yin's plea, he had no choice but to keep her by his side.
Xin Moer squinted her eyes, enjoying the delicious food that Lan Yin brought to her mouth. She found that recently, her appetite was getting bigger and bigger, not only the amount of fruit, but also her appetite was two generations before, and she also loved to sleep.
As usual, she was waiting for Lan Yin to automatically bring the peeled melon and fruit to her mouth, but she found that Lan Yin's speed had slowed down and was not as fast as before.
Xin Moer thought she was tired, so she said, "Just rest when you are tired."
"I'm not tired." Feng Qingcang stared at her flat belly with twinkling eyes.
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