Chapter 102 Her surname is Feng, not Mo
The Third Prince knew Mo Beiyuan very well and knew that if something happened on the border, Mo Beiyuan would never sit idly by. He was also fortunate enough to have seen Mo Beiyuan's ability to lead troops. If he confronted Mo Beiyuan head-on, he might not necessarily win.
More importantly, he has a very close relationship with the eldest princess.
Therefore, Mo Beiyuan must die.
Han Lang didn't meet, but went to look for.
For the sake of Feng Aoqing who might be implicated by Mo Beiyuan, he must kill these people in advance.
He jumped up and down thousands and tens of thousands of times, and swung his swords thousands and tens of thousands of times. He didn't expect that the other side had so many people.
As far as he could remember, this was the first time he had killed so many people.
He only knew that if he killed one more person, Feng Aoqing would be less in danger. It would be fine if there were only forty people left. She could handle it.
He was so bloodthirsty that he kept killing until he could no longer jump or swing his sword.
Finally, he was stabbed and rolled down the hillside.
He did not tell Feng Aoqing about these things.
Even if Feng Aoqing misunderstood that he was doing it for the eldest princess, it didn't matter.
......
Mo Beiyuan and Han Lang both thought that this time, they killed such a large group of people, and Ji Xia would know that the lights had been lit and would probably not move again for the time being.
"Why Lian Sheng?" Mo Beiyuan didn't understand.
If Jixia attacks, Xuanping, Xuansheng and Xuantai will be in greater danger, especially Xuantai.
"The master has her reasons for letting you stay in Liansheng." There was no warmth in Han Lang's words.
"Then what about my Mo family? Have they sent anyone to protect them?" Mo Beiyuan thought of his two children and Feng Aoqing.
"You should know that they are not in the eyes of the master." Han Lang answered honestly.
Mo Beiyuan handed the jade token back to Han Lang: "Then I'm sorry, I can't obey your order. I can't abandon them."
Han Lang smiled and put the jade token back into his arms.
"In that case, my order will change." Han Lang smiled sadly.
"What order?"
"From defending Lian Sheng with you, I will now kill all the Mo family members except you. That way, you won't have anything to worry about."
"you!"
"Do you want to try it?" Han Lang raised his face, and the smile from hell made people shudder.
Mo Beiyuan could no longer suppress his anger and punched Han Lang.
Han Lang was changing his clothes, and his weapons were lying on the ground.
He met the punch with his palm, took a step back, and also assumed a fighting stance, ready to try his hand at fists and kicks.
The two men had different martial arts styles. Although Han Lang was injured, he did not let Mo Beiyuan gain the upper hand.
When Mo Nanzhou saw that a fight had broken out, he had no ability to stop it, so he could only go find someone who could.
"Sister-in-law! A fight has started!" he shouted as he ran.
Feng Aoqing was packing her things for departure when a fight had already broken out.
"Han Lang, my eyes are sewn shut. If you dare to open the wound, I will poison you to death!" Feng Aoqing roared.
When this was said, many people laughed.
Everyone knows that Han Lang is a living devil in front of others, but when it comes to Feng Aoqing, he is just a worm in her fingers, and she holds him tightly.
When Han Lang heard Feng Aoqing's cry, he immediately retracted his fist and dodged.
Mo Beiyuan was shocked when he saw his actions and stopped.
"Are you sure you can complete the task?" Mo Beiyuan gritted his teeth.
"Her surname is Feng, not Mo." Han Lang smiled contemptuously.
"You!" Mo Beiyuan's clenched fists were shaking.
"If you want the jade token, feel free to come to me. Anyway, I will go with you all the way to Lian Sheng." Han Lang said jokingly.
He took the clothes in one hand and the bandage in the other and went to find Feng Aoqing.
"He wants to hit me, I can't just not fight back! Look, is it broken? He won't let me fight him." After saying that, he left his back to Feng Aoqing.
"You are so mean! You can fight for that guy! Aren't you on the same side? If he finds out, he will definitely punish you!" Feng Aoqing scolded.
After taking another closer look and finding that the wound was not broken, he handed the bandage to Mo Nanzhou beside him.
"I'll do it, I'll tie it up for Master Han. I'm pretty good at it."
Han Lang stretched out his arms and asked him to help.
"Would you like to go with us, Lord Han?" Mo Nanzhou asked.
"Um."
"Are you going to Liansheng too?"
"Is that what you should ask?"
"No, no, no, no! I'm so nosy! I feel relieved when you're with me."
"You think I'll save you?"
"Uh...well...just stop by!"
Han Lang grabbed the remaining bandages and walked aside.
"You're so stingy. You don't even say thank you for wearing my clothes." Mo Nanzhou curled his lips.
Han Lang couldn't help but stop when he passed Xue Jiaer. He squinted his eyes and observed her, then asked, "Why are you here?"
Xue Jiaer was a little afraid of Han Lang, so she bowed hurriedly and told him the reason why she was there.
Han Lang made some noises through his nose and walked over sideways.
When he walked to the injured Xue Shan'er, he stopped, squatted down, lifted her skirt to see her injuries, took just one look, and then left.
Xue Shan'er was startled and tears started falling before she could say anything.
Although they were delayed for half a day, the escorts had no intention of leaving. Instead, they gathered together to discuss something.
Mo Beiyuan sat far away from everyone, looking at them without saying a word.
Mo Beiyuan knew exactly what they were discussing.
He looked at the Mo family again.
Seeing that Feng Aoqing was not going to leave, she sat on a rock to rest, rubbing her right hand. Mo Beiyuan knew that she was actually seriously injured, but she didn't say it.
Seeing that it was time for dinner, the escort seemed to have not finished the discussion yet, so he simply started distributing cakes and prepared to eat before continuing on his journey.
There was a cake in front of Mo Beiyuan.
"Is there any misunderstanding between you two? Qingqing seems unhappy." It turned out to be Xue Jiaer.
"Ah, don't bother." Mo Beiyuan obviously didn't want to tell her.
Xue Jiaer was disappointed, so she handed the cake to him and left.
When I returned, I heard Fang Nianqiao from the second branch of the Mo family trying to please my grandmother.
"Mom, how did you rest?"
"Thank you for your trouble, it's okay."
"I have some soft biscuits here. Do you want me to give you some?"
"Oh, no need. Jiecha is a good choice."
"Tell me, how come Lord Han is also at the bottom of that slope? What a coincidence!" Fang Nianqiao originally wanted to gossip.
"Shut your stinky mouth. Your own house stinks, so you hope other people's houses don't smell good, right?" Grandma understood what she meant as soon as she heard it.
"Oh, isn't it just not fragrant? I'm afraid it's also smelly! Who knows what can happen when a man and a woman spend a night together!" Fang Nianqiao had something wrong in her own family, and she finally got a handle, so she had to tell it.
"Tell me, what's the matter? Let everyone hear what a rich man like you can say." Lu Xiaolian was eating a cake quietly, but she became very angry when she heard it.
"Who can't see the flirting? If you don't tell me, it doesn't exist! I'm just reminding you. Beiyuan is my nephew after all. I advise you to divorce her and find someone else for him!"
"Stop farting there."
"Forget that you are so soft-hearted because you are eating other people's food! Hahahaha!" Fang Nianqiao finally found a point, and left with a smile as if she had let out a gust of anger.
Chen Yilan did not interrupt, but just looked at her son who was sitting alone with a worried look on her face.
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