Baili Wuchen never thought that the mysterious Mo Ziran was Yan Mu's twin brother, and Yingge was Mo Ziran's daughter. No wonder Yingge looked so much like Yan Mu.

Looking at Yingge, Baili Wuchen smiled meaningfully. It was a blessing to have a misfortune. Yingge was slashed by Yan Mu and suffered severe internal injuries. She thought she would die this time, but what she didn't expect was that Baili Wuchen saved her. She lay on the bed and looked at Baili Wuchen who was still wearing white clothes standing beside the bed. She opened her mouth and called out: "

Lord…” She already knew that her father was not only Yan Mu’s twin brother, but also the younger brother of the current Emperor of Northern Yan. Her royal blood flowed on her body. She had a noble identity as noble as Rong Qianzhi. But at this moment, she had to lower her noble head. If she had no life, everything

All are empty talk.

She knew very well that Baili Wuchen was as beautiful as a legitimate immortal, but in fact she was a cruel and ruthless master. She was now in his hands. In order to live, she had to bow her head in front of him.

"Yeah." Baili Wuchen said with a warm smile on his face: "You have been seriously injured. I'll prescribe you a few medicines. Wait a minute, I'll let Yan Ling take care of you."

"Thank you, Lord." Yingge thought for a while, and asked, "Lord, how is my father doing?"

"He probably won't die so easily, I'll go and see."

Mo Ziran hid in the dark for decades, and three years ago, he intercepted Gong Mohan and his three thousand soldiers on the Ghost King Slope. Baili Wuchen didn't really believe that such a person could die so easily. He thought it would be safer to go over and see it in person.

Yingge's heart sank, and she hurriedly said, "Master, please save your father!"

Baili Wuchen didn't say anything, he just smiled uninformedly and was about to leave.

...

Gong Mohan looked at the destroyed mechanism, his beautiful phoenix eyes were already dark. He didn't have to guess that person must be Taohua brother Baili Wuchen!

This damn thing can only hide its head and tail, and it is really hateful to make a secret plan!

Wangyue pounded her fist in annoyance and said, "Master, that bastard can't run far with Yingge. Is it time for me to take someone to chase me?"

Gong Mohan shook his head: "Baili Wuchen is very skilled in martial arts and is good at strategy. Since he dares to destroy my mechanism, is he still afraid that we will chase after me?"

Wangyue understood Mo Han’s meaning in White Palace. I’m afraid that the bastard set a trap waiting for them again.

Rong Qianzhi pursed his lips, pulled Gong Mohan's hand, and said, "Brother Mohan, I believe that we will definitely catch him one day!"

"Well, Zhizhi is right." Gong Mohan smiled pamperedly and touched Rong Qianzhi's head lovingly.

Yan Mu Ningluo stood aside. The two of them felt relieved when they saw Gong Mohan and Rong Qianzhi's relationship was so good. Ninglu suddenly thought of something and hurriedly pulled Rong Qianzhi aside and asked in a low voice: "Ling'er, have you and Mohan settled down?"

Rong Qianzhi was stunned and his face suddenly became unnatural.

"You and Mo Han have not yet fulfilled their family?" Ning Luo sighed: "Silly girl, my mother was angry at that time, and she was talking all angry. How could you just listen to her? Mo Han was so wronged." The more she said, Ning Luo felt that she was very sorry to Gong Mo Han, and he quickly looked at Gong Mo Han.

Rong Qianzhi naturally couldn't tell Ning Luo that she had fallen into Zi Lizi. She could only lower her head and whisper: "Mom, I understand. Brother Mohan and I are still young, and we are not in a hurry to have a baby. You should give birth to a little brother with my father as soon as possible."

"What are you talking about, your child? Mom is so old, why are you still having a child?" Ning Luo blushed and stared at Rong Qianzhi.

"Mom, you are not old, like your age, there are many children." Rong Qianzhi hugged Ning Luo's arm and shook it: "Mom, just give birth to a little brother for me."

Ning Luo stared at Rong Qianzhi. She was talking about her affairs with Gong Mohan, why did it touch her head?

This little fox!

Ning Luo smiled and angrily glanced Rong Qianzhi and said, "Okay, stop shaking, mom knows."

Rong Qianzhi giggled twice and shouted to Yan Mu who was standing not far away: "Dad, mom has promised to give birth to a little brother for me!"

Yan Mu was happy and walked over quickly: "Is that so? Luo'er, have you agreed?"

In fact, Yan Mu also wanted Ning Luo to have another child. If he was a boy, it would be the best. However, he finally reconciled with Ning Luo, so he didn't dare to mention it.

Ning Luo glared at Yan Mu and ignored him, but Yan Mu knew that Luo'er agreed.

Gong Mohan frowned, thinking that Ruo Ning Luo really gave birth to a little brother for Zhizhi, so he had to let Zhizhi stay away from the little baby, so that Zhizhi would really fall in love with the little baby and had to carry it back to the house to raise it, so he would have to cry.

...

Baili Wuchen saw the four guards throwing away Mo Ziran and Fang Liang's corpses, and then appeared. He first came to Fang Liang's side, and used his internal force to sense it. He knew that Fang Liang was dead, so he came to Mo Ziran's side.

At this moment, Mo Ziran suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Baili Wuchen, a smile came out of the corner of his mouth: "Brother Wuchen, I'll make you laugh."

Baili Wuchen originally thought that Mo Ziran would not die so easily. At this time, he was not too surprised. He looked at the sharp arrow still stuck in Mo Ziran's left chest and said quietly: "Brother Ziran's heart is different from ordinary people. Brother Ziran has a great life."

If an ordinary person is not prepared and is shot on his left chest with an arrow, he will definitely die, but Mo Ziran is still alive. Baili Wuchen can be sure that his heart position must be different from that of ordinary people.

Mo Ziran smiled weakly: "Brother Wuchen is really a wise man. If it weren't for this, I would have died thirty-eight years ago. Unexpectedly, thirty-eight years later, it saved my life. It seems that God can't bear to die like this."

"Oh, is that?" Baili Wuchen smiled meaningfully: "Brother Ziran, you said, if I take away the signal flare on you now and throw you here alone, will God let you die or not?"

Mo Ziran naturally understood Baili Wuchen's meaning. He was seriously injured now. If no one helped him, the wolves would eat him in the wilderness.
Chapter completed!