Chapter 1867 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (48)

The snow was falling heavily, and the blood on the ground seemed to have dried.

Hearing this, he gently let go of her, and said softly with his thin lips: "Okay, it's a deal!"

"It's a deal." She leaned over slightly, kissed him on his pale cheek, looked at him and said, "Wait for me."

When the sound fell, she turned around and looked at Mu Hanche's gloomy face. Her eyes were only indifferent for a moment. She looked at him and said: "King Mu, if you don't plan to let us go today, I promise that I will let you all go." The secret guards will be buried with them. No, perhaps it should be said that they will die, but we will not die."

She has the ability to protect him and take him safely away from here.

If Mu Hanche didn't agree, she would have no choice but to fight head-on.

"Not bad, not bad." Mu Hanche's face was dark, and every word he spoke was filled with extreme coldness. He looked at her and said, "She is indeed a saint of the Witch Clan. She really has abilities that ordinary people don't have."

"It's good to know." Luo Qingchen raised her right hand slightly, and the phoenix sword glowed with gold and red. In the dark night, she was like a god-like existence, so powerful that no one dared to step forward.

Mu Hanche half-squinted his eyes, the coldness in his eyes getting even worse. After a few seconds, he raised his right hand, and two guards pressed a woman up.

She was dressed in a bamboo-colored brocade dress, with a crystal rocker on her long black hair. The moment he saw Luo Qingchen, a tiny flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Song Le..." She was stunned for a moment and whispered her name.

In an instant, Mu Hanche's long sword was clamped on Song Le's neck. The moment the sharp sword touched her neck, blood oozed out.

"I wonder if you, Luo Qingchen, want to save her life." Mu Hanche's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the sword moved further in again.

Bright red blood fell down the long sword drop by drop. Song Le didn't even frown. He looked at her with an angry look and said, "I told you not to come back, why didn't you listen."

It was a matter of life and death, and what she was most worried about at this moment was her safety.

Just like back then, even if the three of them were in desperate situations, she and Chi Mo would always protect her.

If only one of the three of them could survive, she and Chi Mo would still choose her without hesitation!

But why did she come back... Why didn't she listen to her?

"Song Le, I can't leave you." She narrowed her eyes and said with trembling eyebrows: "I have already lost Chi Mo, and I can't lose you again."

She thought that this was probably the original owner's state of mind, and it was impossible for her to leave Song Le behind again.

"I'll let you take one of them away." Mu Hanche looked at her, curled his lips and said with a smile, "This can be considered a kind of deal."

"I'm sorry." Luo Qingchen shrugged, a slight edge flashed in his eyes and said, "I want to take both of them away."

"Luo Qingchen, do you really think you have this ability?" Mu Hanche looked at her and said, "Then don't blame me."

As soon as the sound fell, the long sword in his hand wiped towards Song Le's neck.

In the flash of lightning, she narrowed her eyes coldly, and everything around her froze.

She stepped forward step by step, took Song Le's hand with her right hand, pressed her wound with her left hand, and pulled her under the protective cover where the Linglong Ring was.

At the same time, she took Song Le's place and placed the Feng Wu Sword on Mu Hanche's neck. She sighed softly and the frozen snowflakes slowly fell.

Her voice, as cold as frost, slowly came out: "Mu Hanche, let them go or I will kill you."