Mo Zifei always thought that he was a person who was right, but the moment he saw Xiao Lige, he knew that he was wrong.

"Yiqing..." Mo Zifei looked at Xiao Lige not far away, his eyes full of pain.

"I hope that the young master should put great matters first." Yiqing knelt on one knee and said lightly.

Seeing Xiao Lige's expression suddenly changed, Leng Junmo knew that Mo Zifei was coming. After giving Taozi a few words, Leng Junmo rode a horse to the front of the formation.

"Why do you still have to be determined to keep your choice unchanged?" Leng Junmo looked at Mo Zifei leisurely.

"I'm responsible for it not just Li Ge," Mo Zifei looked back at the people who followed him over the years, "and them."

"Oh? It seems that Fei Shao has to take good care of all the righteousness and give up his love?" Leng Junmo's lips curled up.

Mo Zifei didn't know that Xiao Lige could hear these words. Before Leng Junmo came, he ordered Taozi to open the light mirror, not only could he hear Mo Zifei's words, but even could see his face.

"You, are you okay..." Taozi looked at Xiao Lige worriedly. After Mo Zifei said that, he saw Xiao Lige's body trembling obviously.

Xiao Lige smiled and shook his head, but he didn't know how dismal this smile was.

"Even if I saw Xiao Lige die in front of you with my own eyes, this decision would not be shaken, right?" Leng Junmo continued to ask.

"nature."

"Okay, it turns out that there is little right and wrong. Those who accomplish great things must be cruel." Leng Junmo smiled and clapped his hands. Li'er, you heard that this is the man you like. In the face of his great cause, you are just a victim.

"So this world is destined to be mine." Mo Zifei looked at Leng Junmo with cold eyes.

"It's really a coincidence," Leng Junmo made a regretful statement when he heard this. "I promised a woman that she would end this battle today and achieve this world. I am different from Fei Shao. As long as I promised a woman, I will complete it even if I try my best to do it."

"Is that true? Then the world is destined to be mine." Mo Zifei stepped off the horse lightly, and the sword in his hand stabbed Leng Junmo directly.

Leng Junmo tilted his head and lightly flashed the attack, "Are Fei Shao too arrogant?"

"Only those who are capable have the ability to be arrogant." Mo Zifei turned around and continued to wave his sword.

Leng Junmo was forced to turn over and get off the horse, quickly took a few steps, distanced himself from Mo Zifei, and looked at him with a smile, "I wonder which kind of Feishao belongs to?"

Mo Zifei neatly pulled a sword flower and started attacking again, "You will know this right away."

Leng Junmo recognized this sword from the beginning, called "Hanling". After the sword body was forged, it was placed in the thousand-year-old cold cave for seventy-seventy-four and nine days. After it was unsheathed, the iron chain could also be easily cut off. However, this sword was sealed when it was unsheathed. Because the sword energy was too fierce, the sword master gave up.

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and Leng Junmo kept dodging Mo Zifei's attack. If he was stabbed, not to mention the damage to the sword body itself, even the cold air infiltrated into it would be enough to kill someone.

"Fei Shao wants me to die." Leng Junmo pulled out a paper fan in his arms and blocked the sword body.

"That's right." Mo Zifei raised the corner of his mouth, pulled out another short sword with one hand, and stabbed Leng Junmo's chest.

Leng Junmo's eyes panicked and he quickly dodged, "It turned out to be the mother-son sword."

"People have only heard of 'Hanling' but do not know 'Zhiyan'. When they were casting the sword that day, a man went and begged to divide it into two sections, one in the thousand-year-old cold cave, and the other in the Fiery Cave." Because Leng Junmo's hand was restrained by 'Hanling', Mo Zi had this opportunity to scratch Leng Junmo's shoulder with 'Zhiyan'.

Leng Junmo felt as if his shoulder was burned by flames, and he took some steps back with pain.

"How is it? Is the power of 'Zhiyan' good?" Mo Zifei held 'Han Ling' in one hand and 'Zhiyan' in the other, looking proudly at Leng Junmo kneeling on one knee.

Leng Junmo used his true energy to temporarily reduce the burning pain on his left arm. He looked up at Mo Zifei with a sneer, "It's true that he is worthy of his reputation."

"That's right, the famous sword is..."

"I'm talking about you very much." Leng Junmo slowly stood up.

"What do you mean?" Mo Zifei looked at Leng Junmo vigilantly.

Leng Junmo reached out and pursed the blood on his left arm with his fingertips, then put his fingers into his mouth. "As far as I know, the reason why 'Han Ling' was sealed is not because of his ruthlessness, but because of its backlash."

A trace of shock flashed in Mo Zifei's eyes, but he quickly returned to peace.

"I also wondered, how could Fei Shao ignore his wife? That's how it is," Leng Junmo smiled. "How could a person who can even use himself take care of others."

"I am worthy of being the owner of Aoan Villa." Mo Zifei clapped his hands, "Since I know the power of this 'Han Ling' and 'Zhi Yan', why not defeat now? For the sake of being the owner of the house, I will leave you a complete body."

"Then I really want to thank Fei Shao." Leng Junmo opened the paper fan, his eyes filled with cynicism, "But the women at home are still waiting for me to go back? If the women are sad, I will be uneasy all day long even if I become a ghost."

"I never knew that the owner of Manor Leng was such a dedicated person." Mo Zifei looked at Leng Junmo with teasing.

Leng Junmo smiled, "I didn't know that I had this skill before I met her."

"Oh? I don't know which girl it is?" Mo Zifei secretly poured his true energy into the sword body. This time he must have a fatal blow.

"Not a girl," Leng Junmo shook his head slightly, "He is a married woman."

Mo Zifei was stunned when he heard this, and his movements paused, "What?" As far as he knew, Leng Junmo had not lacked women to that level, "The owner of Leng's taste is really extraordinary."

Leng Junmo lowered his head shyly, "This person is familiar with him, too."

"Oh?" Mo Zifei looked at Leng Junmo with interest when he heard this, "I know him?"

"Xiao Lige, I wonder if you are familiar with it?"

Mo Zifei directly waved the "Zhiyan" in his hand towards Leng Junmo.

"It seems to be familiar." Leng Junmo tilted his head to avoid the 'Zhiyan'.

"What do you mean?" Mo Zifei looked at Leng Junmo coldly, pointing straight at him in his hand.

Leng Junmo spread his hands indifferently, "It's just that Fei Shao's superficial understanding. Why? Are you not allowed to be regarded as treasures by others?"

Mo Zifei was covered with a purple light all over his body, and the fine stones and dust under his feet also rose up.

Seeing Mo Zifei like this, Xiao Lige clenched his fists and his nails were deeply trapped in. Since he had given up on himself, why would he be so concerned now? Such meaningless things are just a way to increase each other's sadness.

"Fei Shao, it's still time to change the decision now." Leng Junmo stared at Mo Zifei. He was not giving Mo Zifei the last chance, but letting Xiao Lige on the other side give up completely.

If you disagree, your woman will give it to others. Even so, Mo Zifei, will you still choose your world?

Xiao Lige stared at Mo Zifei's face tightly, and his breathing couldn't help but slow down.

"The decision I made will never change. If you want it, you will have to do it." The cold air in Mo Zifei's sword body was approaching Leng Junmo.

Leng Junmo couldn't dodge, and a strand of hair was peeled off. Looking at the hair slowly falling to the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of Leng Junmo's lips, "Mo Zifei, you will regret it, but," paused for a while, Leng Junmo tore off the fan on the paper fan, and when he swung it against the wind, it turned into a silk belt. "I don't know if the dead will regret it."

"Qi San..." Mo Zifei looked at the thing in Leng Junmo's hand in shock, but he did not expect that the fan of the fan was made of Qi San.

But Leng Junmo was too lazy to give him time to surprise. When Mo Zifei reacted, Leng Junmo's Qisan had already arrived in front of his face.

Physiology is always faster than reason, Mo Zifei couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, the body responded in advance, otherwise he would have really died here this time.

"I'm so sorry, my hand slipped just now and scared you." Leng Junmo looked at Mo Zifei with a sneer.

When Yiqing saw that the situation was wrong, he quickly wanted to come over to reinforce.

"What, is this the Linglong belt?" Leng Junmo looked at the thing wrapped around Yiqing's waist coldly.

Mo Zifei knew that if Yiqing came over, the situation there would be no way to control it. He could not harm his subordinates, "Yiqing, go back to where you should stay."

"Free young..."

"Go back!" Mo Zifei held "Han Ling" tightly and ran towards Leng Junmo.

Yiqing frowned, but he still pulled out the exquisite belt from his waist and returned to the battlefield.

"I wonder how relieved she would be if you applied the feelings of caring about your subordinates to Mrs. Gui." Leng Junmo calmly faced Mo Zifei's moves. He knew that Mo Zifei was already panicking now, and as long as he calmly found the flaws in the middle, he could definitely defeat the enemy with one move.

If Xiao Lige is not worried about Mo Zifei, because this is not something she can control. Seeing Mo Zifei gradually being at a disadvantage, Xiao Lige feels that his heart is in a grip.

"Taozi...I..."

"You can't go." Taozi saw through Xiao Lige's thoughts at a glance, "Before the owner left, he told me to protect your safety. If something happened to you, I wouldn't have to go back to Aoan Villa again."

"But that's my husband." Xiao Lige said anxiously, yes, even if Mo Zifei had already said that, Xiao Lige still couldn't watch him fall into crisis and sit idly by.

Perhaps, this is the sorrow of a woman, and she sometimes can't help but despise herself.

"Give up, I won't let you go to the battlefield." Taozi was determined.
Chapter completed!