On the city walls, a few dazzling rays of light flashed. Three silhouettes rose from the ground at lightning speed. Then, they engaged in a fierce battle. Ordinary martial artists would not be able to see their fight clearly. They could only see countless shadows flitting through the air and the Sword Qi coming from all directions. Everyone retreated to a safe place and looked up to watch this epic battle.
The only one who could make out the situation was Han Mingyue. But at this time, Han Mingyue was also staring at the three people fighting in the sky. She was so focused that she did not have the mind to answer the question of the people beside her.
With a loud bang, before anyone could react, a black figure fell from the sky and heavily smashed into the ground above the city gate tower. Han Mingyue and Qin Feng stood in front of Ye Li, one on the left and one on the right. When everyone looked over, they saw Lei Zhenting lying on the ground. His right wrist and legs were bleeding profusely. Lei Zhenting lay on the ground with a dispirited expression. His eyes were dim and his face was pale. Han Mingyue looked over and relaxed. Lei Zhenting's martial arts had been crippled and his limbs were injured. He no longer had any killing power.
Very quickly, Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan landed on the ground at the same time. The two of them were not in good condition. Mo Xiuyao's snow-white robes were stained with blood. The wound on his left arm was even more shocking. Ling Tiehan's blue robes had a long tear. A thin wound ran across his neck. If he was injured a little more, both of them would have been injured.
"Xiuyao …" Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao's injuries and frowned slightly. Mo Xiuyao was in an extremely good mood. After dealing with Lei Zhenting, Mo Xiuyao had dealt with almost all the people he wanted to deal with. Even the trace of gloominess between his brows had dissipated by quite a bit.
"Li, I won." Mo Xiuyao said with a smile.
Ye Li nodded slightly and said softly, "I know."
"Cough cough …" Lei Zhenting, who had fallen to the ground, coughed twice and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He looked back at Mo Xiuyao and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?" Mo Xiuyao said coldly, "I said … I will make your life worse than death! I always keep my word! "
Lei Zhenting laughed disdainfully, "I never thought that Prince Ding would also like to torture captives.."
"Since you admit that you're a captive, that's enough. There are many things you don't know." Mo Xiuyao laughed, "Do you want to know how I plan to treat you?" Mo Xiuyao's eyes suddenly shot out a fierce light, as if he didn't want to tear Lei Zhenting apart, but still had to endure and let him live.
Before Lei Zhenting could open his mouth, a sword light flashed from the side. Mo Xiuyao flew into a rage, "Ling Tiehan, you're looking for death!" Ling Tiehan's sword pierced Lei Zhenting's chest, and blood flew out. Looking at the bloody hole in Lei Zhenting's chest, he was breathing more than he was breathing in. It was obvious that he wouldn't survive.
Ling Tiehan was originally standing closer to Mo Xiuyao, and Mo Xiuyao was supporting Ye Li with one hand. Ling Tiehan's sword was fast and ruthless. How could Mo Xiuyao block it in time? After Lei Zhenting was stabbed by Ling Tiehan, not only did he not feel any pain, he even looked at Mo Xiuyao with a mocking smile. It was as if he was saying, "Didn't you want me to live a life worse than death? I's going to die now. "
"Haha … Ling Tiehan … thirteenth brother … many thanks." Lei Zhenting smiled faintly. His dim gaze swept past Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, and a trace of regret and worry flashed across his eyes. However, he was unable to say anything. Slowly, the last trace of light in his eyes faded away.
"Xiuyao!" Ye Li grabbed Mo Xiuyao's hand that was about to slap Ling Tiehan. She said softly, "I'm a bit tired. Let's go back and rest."
Mo Xiuyao's gaze warmed. He lowered his head to look at Ye Li's beautiful face and the traces of blood that had not been wiped away. His eyes became even more apologetic. "Alright, let's go back and rest. General Leng, Feng San, I'll leave this place to you. "
Feng Zhiyao nodded with a bitter expression. He also hadn't rested for a day and a night, okay?
Ye Li turned back to say to Ling Tiehan, "Tower Master Ling can rest in the city before you leave. Mister Chen has a lot of medicine."
Ling Tiehan cupped his hands and said, "Many thanks, Princess."
Seeing Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li leave hand in hand, Feng Zhiyao turned back to look at Lei Zhenting's corpse on the ground. He frowned and said, "How should we deal with this?" Even though they were enemies, Lei Zhenting was an ambitious and ruthless person. Feng Zhiyao didn't want to humiliate him too much. As the saying goes, a dead person's debts disappear. No matter how much hatred there was, what was a dead person? However, if Lei Zhenting fell into Mo Xiuyao's hands, he would probably die without a complete corpse.
Lenghuai raised his eyebrows. He had the same thoughts as Feng Zhiyao. Lenghuai was a military general of orthodox birth. He always had some respect for famous generals. Unless it was necessary, he normally wouldn't humiliate the enemy's corpse outside of the battlefield. That was the behavior of the weak.
Ling Tiehan glanced at Lei Zhenting on the ground and said, "Is it possible for me to bring him back to Xi Ling?"
"Of course." Lenghuai and Feng San looked at each other. Feng Zhiyao said, "But … he must be cremated at the Prince Ding Mansion. Pavilion Master Ling can only bring his ashes back." It wasn't that Feng Zhiyao was too cautious. After the incident of Mo Xiuyao coming back from the dead, Feng Zhiyao really didn't want to take the slightest risk.
Ling Tiehan didn't mind. He was already very loyal to his friends by collecting Lei Zhenting's corpse. He nodded and said, "It doesn't matter. I can wait a few days. "Feng Zhiyao said," There's no need to wait a few days. It will be done soon. " He didn't want Ling Tiehan to wait here for a few days. It seemed that the Prince's anger towards Lei Zhenting had not subsided. Maybe he would come to find trouble with Ling Tiehan after he recovered. If that was all, it would be fine. Ling Tiehan was now seriously injured. There was no need for the Prince to come out. The Prince Ding Mansion had plenty of ways to kill him. But it seemed that the Consort didn't want Ling Tiehan to die. If the Consort was angry with the Prince, it wouldn't be good for them as subordinates.
Lenghuai naturally didn't think as much as Feng Zhiyao. He looked at Feng Zhiyao strangely. He thought that there was nothing wrong and nodded in agreement. Ling Tiehan nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
"Pavilion Master Ling, you're welcome. Speaking of which, we should thank Pavilion Master Ling." Feng Zhiyao said sincerely. No matter the reason, it was a fact that Ling Tiehan had saved their lives, including the Consort's. If Ling Tiehan hadn't come in time, it would have been hard to say what would have happened today.
Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao returned to the General's Fu. After freshening up, Mo Xiuyao came out and saw Ye Li sitting at the table staring at the food in front of her. Even though they had just gone through a great battle that had almost wiped out the entire army, the servants of the General's Fu still did their best to prepare a delicious breakfast. Not long after the two had returned, it was ready for the two to eat after they had freshened up.
After freshening up, Ye Li had changed out of her bloodied clothing and washed away the tiredness and blood on her face. She appeared even more beautiful and moving. Seeing her in a daze as she stared at the food in front of her, Mo Xiuyao frowned in displeasure. He instinctively felt displeased. Lightly walking forward, he hugged her from behind. Mo Xiuyao asked softly, "Li, what are you thinking about?"
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