"You, you are..."
Hua Mulan was shocked. Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly saw Jin Erjia chasing after her, one of them drawing a bow and shooting an arrow at Mo Li. In a panic, Hua Mulan pushed Mo Li away, shouting, "Watch out!"
Mo Li was stunned. He heard a whooshing sound of wind breaking by his ear, and then he saw a "red rose" blooming on Mulan's chest!
"Mulan!" Mo Li caught Hua Mulan in her arms.
Looking at Mo Li's face, which was as pale as her own, Hua Mulan really wanted to ask him: Do you like me?!
But she felt so tired, the world grew dark, and she didn't know where she was...
"Mulan, Mulan!" Mo Li trembled all over. The sight of Mulan closing her eyes only made him more panicked. "Wake up! Mulan! Don't sleep, don't sleep!"
Jin'erjia stared blankly at Hua Mulan, whose life or death was unknown. He had forgotten to investigate the crime of the person who shot Hua Mulan. He just stared blankly as his beloved woman fell into another man's arms.
Mo Li raised his head, his purple eyes suddenly turning crimson, his furious killing intent startling the birds, beasts, fish, and insects in the jungle! All that could be heard was his furious, heart-wrenching roar, "Cheng Jin! Die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin'erjia felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his head. He immediately knelt on the ground and then lay prone on the ground, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
Mo Li's crazed appearance made Jin Erjia forget to beg for mercy. He looked like a demon, a devil, or a death god who had come out of hell!
"No, no... help..."
Jin'erjia didn't want to die. Looking at the vast sky, he still wanted to see more of the Central Plains...
He didn't want to die...
"Gu Liyan, stop! Save your strength to save your woman!" Suddenly, a sigh came from the void.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Li's body trembled slightly, and his gaze immediately became unfocused and turned purple again. But the moment he returned to his original state, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
"Pfft..."
Mo Li, feeling listless, supported herself with one hand while holding Hua Mulan firmly with the other, afraid that even the slightest movement would cause her pain.
"Foolish child..."
An old man of average height and build walked forward. His steps were unsteady, and it was impossible to tell how many steps he took before he arrived in front of Mo Li.
Mo Li was pale, covered in sweat, and had bloodstains at the corner of his mouth. His appearance was both beautiful and pitiful, making people want to pity and protect him like a woman.
On the contrary, the old man was dressed in a rather shabby manner, reeking of alcohol and mixed with the rotten smell of money. What was even more unbelievable was that he had an even stronger smell of blood on him!
"Cough cough cough cough..." Before Mo Li could even speak, he coughed up another mouthful of blood and instinctively grabbed Hua Mulan's hand.
Seeing Mo Li's disheveled appearance, and glancing at Mo Li's tightly gripping Mulan's hand, Mo Yan smiled slightly, raised his hand, bent down, and patted Mo Li's head. "Foolish child, didn't I teach you a long time ago? Don't be attached to someone as insignificant as an ant, because they will die quickly!"
"Pfft..." Mo Li, consumed by rage, spat out another mouthful of blood, but gripped Hua Mulan's hand even tighter, raising her head to look defiantly at Mo Yan and saying, "She's the one I love! I want to be with her!"
Mo Yan squinted at Mo Li and said, "With your meager affinity and the last vestige of your life force, you think you can revive someone who is already dead?"
"Cough cough, you're talking nonsense! She's not dead! She's not dead!" Mo Li almost shouted.
"Stop deceiving yourself. The Soul-Painting Eye can see a person's life and death line. What you're seeing is definitely real!" Mo Yan sneered. "She's dead!"
Mo Li trembled all over; at this moment, there was no trace of the lifeline binding Hua Mulan.
"No! She's not dead! She's not dead... cough cough... cough cough..." Mo Li kept sending his life-giving energy to Hua Mulan, but it was all like a stone sinking into the sea, without even a splash!
"No...no..." Mo Li hugged Hua Mulan tightly. "She won't die! She won't die..."
Mo Yan shook his head and chuckled, "Foolish child, among all my disciples in this vast world, you are the most devoted. I no longer find it fun to play with the others, but you... are the only one who can amuse me!"
Mo Li stared blankly at Hua Mulan's tightly closed face, no longer listening to Mo Yan's words.
"You probably don't know this, but these barbarians were instigated by me to attack the Central Plains..."
"This woman has a father. He was supposed to join the army, but just three days ago, I sent someone to break his leg..."
"Haha, you have no idea how much I wanted to show you the bloodthirsty demon your beloved woman was when I watched this girl kill those stupid barbarians!"
"I doubt you've ever witnessed the icy coldness in her eyes when she's killing an enemy, have you?"
"Want to try it now?"
Mo Li trembled, and before he could speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a sharp dagger piercing his heart...
Looking at the attacker, Mo Li was even more shocked. "Mu, Mulan...you..."
Hua Mulan's cold eyes were devoid of any emotion. Mo Li in front of her seemed to be her enemy. She coldly glanced at Mo Li, who was still looking at her, and then drew her dagger without hesitation!
Mo Li looked at her blankly, "Mulan, you..."
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Another knife pierced Mo Li's chest. Mo Li gasped in pain, groaned, and collapsed to the ground.
Mulan stood up and coldly looked down at Mo Li, devoid of any emotion!
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