Chapter 80 You Can’t

Han Yan'er closed her eyes tightly, but she could not feel the cold sword piercing her body, nor did she feel the horror of Mo Qingkuang being cut in half by a sword, and the warm blood spilling all over her body.

She only heard Han Meng's horrified wail, which made her hair stand on end.

She quietly opened her eyelids and found that Mo Qingkuang was still standing in front of her.

The invincible Han Meng had lost his weapon and was covering his face and wailing in pain.

What's going on? Are there reinforcements? Or...

Looking at Mo Qingkuang's still proud back, Han Yan'er only felt a strange sense of strangeness.

If the previous Mo Qingkuang was a nimble breeze, then the Mo Qingkuang in front of her was like a heavy mountain!

Unreachable and unfathomable!

"I said, stop screaming! My patience is limited!" Mo Fan sighed lightly.

Mo Qingkuang's physical condition was very bad at the moment, and he could not support him for five minutes as in his heyday.

With his current control over this body, it will fall apart in two minutes at most.

"Alas, it's all my fault that I was so eager to show off. Now there's no time to interrogate him." Mo Fan sighed in his heart.

But seeing Han Meng still wailing in pain, he had to quickly pinch out a few iron bars in his hand and nail Han Meng to the ground.

While controlling his mobility, it also blocked the meridians where his true energy circulated, preventing him from counterattacking.

"Let them do their work." Mo Fan shook his head helplessly and exited the possession state.

The moment Mo Qingkuang regained control of his body, he immediately felt the weakness of being hollowed out.

His eyelids drooped uncontrollably at the first moment, and his consciousness was pushed into a dormant state by heavy fatigue.

His slender body could no longer support himself, and slowly fell backwards, falling on Han Yan'er's weak body.

"Sun thief, the ancestor will help you one last time." This was the last sentence Mo Fan said before he fell asleep.

But Mo Qingkuang, who had already lost consciousness, could not feel the intoxicating soft jade fragrance.

When he woke up again, it was unknown how long it had been.

At the head of the bed, Han Yan'er sat there with tears in her eyes, looking at him infatuatedly, and the love in her eyes was almost overflowing.

The plot of a hero saving a beauty will never expire, not to mention that this beauty has a great liking for this hero.

"You're awake." Seeing Mo Qingkuang wake up, Han Yan'er said in surprise.

After Mo Qingkuang fainted, she carried Mo Qingkuang on her back and rushed to the palace city at the fastest speed. She couldn't remember how many times she fell along the way.

She only knew that in order to defeat Han Meng, Mo Qingkuang must have paid a great price and used the power that should not be controlled in the martial arts realm.

As for what it was, it didn't matter to her, as long as Mo Qingkuang was okay.

As for her good girlfriend Gu Hongyi who fell in a pool of blood and didn't know whether she was dead or alive.

Go to the girlfriend! Of course, men are more important.

Han Yan'er asked the soldiers in the palace to rescue Gu Hongyi after she reported the news.

Fortunately, Gu Hongyi was not dead when she was rescued, otherwise Han Yan'er would never get rid of the hat of valuing love over friendship.

But what shocked her was that after the doctor's examination, Mo Qingkuang was only abnormally weak and had only some minor injuries.

After taking some pills to make up for the blood, Mo Qingkuang woke up quickly.

"Did you see it all?" Mo Qingkuang's eyes flickered.

When the ancestor Mo Fan possessed him, he specifically asked Han Yan'er to close her eyes, but he believed that Han Meng's wailing would make Han Yan'er unable to help but peek.

If Gu Hongyi had not confirmed that she was in a coma, he would not dare to ask Mo Fan to perform the possession skill.

Mo Fan's existence is his biggest secret. If someone with ulterior motives knows about it, his current strength is not enough to protect the existence of the ancestor.

He barely trusted Han Yan'er because this was the wife that the ancestor had chosen, and he liked her very much.

Han Yan'er nodded: "Yes."

"Don't tell anyone, including your majesty! Just say that a passing expert helped." Mo Qingkuang looked solemn and looked at Han Yan'er deeply.

"I know, I didn't tell anyone." Han Yan'er nodded. The power that Mo Qingkuang burst out must have great limitations and cannot be exposed to others.

Otherwise, in the battle with Lin Yang in the martial arts examination, this power only needs to be separated a little, which is enough to crush Lin Yang to death ten times.

Therefore, when asked, she did not reveal Mo Qingkuang's secret, but just said that she also fainted, and when she woke up, she brought Mo Qingkuang back, and Han Meng had been subdued on the ground.

"That's good." Mo Qingkuang nodded and struggled to get up.

Han Yan'er gently found a pillow for him to cushion his back.

"Thank you, Ninth Princess."

"Call me Yan'er from now on." Han Yan'er lowered her head shyly, and then, as if to cover up something, she added: "My friends all call me that."

Mo Qingkuang laughed in his heart when he heard it. How dare your friends call me that? Since I came to Kyoto, where is not called Ninth Princess?

But he didn't say it out loud, because girls are shy and embarrassed to say it out loud.

The ancestors taught that goddesses are not licked, but attracted!

This is the most beautiful girl in Tianxuan. Even if he wants to take off her veil now, I'm afraid there will be no obstruction.

"Okay, Yan'er." Mo Qingkuang followed suit.

"Yeah." Han Yan'er also responded timidly.

The four looked at each other, exchanging their emotions.

The blush on Han Yan'er's face spread to her neck.

The two looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and Mo Qingkuang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his hand to hold Han Yan'er's boneless tender hand, pulled her closer, and looked into her eyes affectionately: "Yan'er, can I..."

Before Han Yan'er answered, a cold voice came from outside the door: "You can't!"

Hearing the other voice, the two separated quickly as if they were electrocuted, and saw a person pushing the door in from outside, it was Zheng Tao.

"Teacher..." Mo Qingkuang hurriedly climbed up to salute, but was supported by a gentle force and sat back.

"No need to be polite." Zheng Tao snorted unhappily, "I didn't see you being so polite when facing the princess just now."

Hearing this, Han Yan'er wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, stamping her feet in a cute and naive manner: "Dean Zheng!"

Zheng Tao laughed, Han Yan'er was also grown up by him, and he loved Han Yan'er from the bottom of his heart.

He had no children in his life, if Han Yan'er could really have a good relationship with his cheap apprentice, she would be like a daughter-in-law in the future, and he would naturally be happy.

So he couldn't help but make a joke.

"Okay, I won't tease you two little guys anymore. Hurry up and pack up, His Majesty is summoning you."