Chapter 1510: Returning to Beijing Alive

tood up and turned to Mo Junyi, "Zi Ling, you stay here and watch over your fifth uncle. If anything happens, just have someone call me."Mo Junyi suddenly frowned, "Woman, it's late at night, where do...Mo Junyi's reaction would have been too late, but he didn't expect Da Zi to be so fast. He didn't know how it escaped those two just now, rushing over and hard-handedly blocking a sword for Mo Junyi.

"Big purple!"

Mo Jun Yi shouted, his eyes filled with tenderness.

At that very moment, Han Yun also rushed to Mo Junyi's side. He saw the black-clothed man's sword once again attacking Mo Junyi, just a hair's breadth away from him.

But with his arrival, the sword in that person's hand never got the chance to touch Mo Junyi even a little.

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Just then, Han Yun arrived at Mo Junyi's side and swiftly kicked the sword out of the black-clothed man's hand.

The man in black's face changed, just as he was about to react, he saw Han Yun had already moved behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed his wrist that was about to move.

The man in black couldn't just wait to die, of course. After one hand was captured by Han Yun, he waved the other, wanting to fight back.

Unfortunately, Han Yun's movements were much faster than his. We could only see his hand, which was grasped by Han Yun, twist backward in an extremely strange posture.

Then, a sound of cracking bone echoed through the air. Han Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and forcefully dislocated the man's hand.

This was just a taste of pain, his arm was severed before he could even react. Before he knew what hit him, Han Yun's sword struck with no mercy, slicing across his throat.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

Han Yun expressionlessly kicked this person off the cliff with one foot.

Seeing their comrade die in such a gruesome manner, those men in black hesitated to rush forward.

Han Yun walked back to Mo Jun Yi Shen's side and looked at Da Zi's condition. Fortunately, the place where Da Zi was injured wasn't fatal, and the wound didn't look that deep.

"Young Master, are you injured"

Mo Junyi pursed his lips, looked up at him, and shook his head slightly. "I'm fine, thank you."

"You're too kind, Prince."

Before Han Yungang could ask anything else, it was already too late.

Bai Han, who had been kicked off the cliff by Mo Junyi earlier, had already stabilized himself. After all, Mo Junyi's strength was still lacking. Bai Han had hardly exerted any effort to steady his figure.

Seeing Bai Han kill his own men, he glared fiercely. He then attacked towards Han Yun and Mo Junyi. Han Yun had no choice but to defend himself.

The two fought again, evenly matched.

Mo Junyi immediately covered the wound on Da Zi's body with his hand, preventing it from bleeding any more.

Smelling the faint metallic scent of blood on him, Mo Junyi only felt a tightness in his chest.

Seeing that the people at Qingyun Pavilion had already dealt with most of the black-clothed men, and that two more were now standing beside him, protecting him, he safely took out the wound medicine he had been carrying in his arms.

First Published: Tower & Read Novelmmediately noticed something was amiss, his brow furrowed in concern.He squeezed An Xue Tang's hand tightly, and An Xue Tang felt it. She turned her head to glance at Feng Ming, seeing the seriousness...