This man stayed the longest, and he saw everything most clearly.

Mo Zihan’s martial arts practice turned out to be the most magical skill-she can appear in two places at the same time!
I watched in horror as Mo Zihan came towards him with an expression on his face. The only man in black managed to escape, but he just got up. Mo Zihan had appeared behind him and cut his hamstring and hamstring at the same time.
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Surrounded by despair, the men in black gritted their teeth and killed themselves.
But he desperately found that he couldn’t even do this, because just as he was about to commit suicide, his jaw had dislocated at the same time as he gritted his teeth.
Make sure that Mo Zihan flew to Xinlan after the black dress person moved, and lifted her up from a pool of blood. Two lines of clear tears crossed her cheeks.
"Heart orchid! ….. Sorry! I’m sorry that I didn’t protect you! "
Hearing Mo Zihan’s call, he breathed a sigh of relief. Xinlan smiled and comforted Mo Zihan. "It’s good for you to be all right, miss … I didn’t expect my lady’s kung fu to be so good … ahem …" Xinlan kept spraying blood while talking.
"Xin Lan … I’m sorry …" Mo Zihan really hates herself. Her kung fu skills are nothing, but she can’t even save Lian Lan …
"Miss … Xin Lan likes you very much … the afterlife will be returned to you for ya …"
Maid two words haven’t finished heart orchid body has been soft in the arms of MoZiHan.
Mo Zihan shouted at the sky with his heart in his arms, but he called the heart back.
Leaving the black dress person aside, Mo Zihan endured the grief and cremated Xinlan, then found wood to make it into a box, put the ashes of Xinlan in it and cover it again.
After doing these things, it was already a little dawn, and Mo Zihan walked beside the black dress person and looked at him coldly.
"Are you going to tell me who sent you?"
The black dress person stared at Mo Zihan and glanced at his head to one side, but in a moment he was pale and his forehead was cold and sweaty, and he fainted in direct pain.
Looking at the black dress person with a pool of blood, Mo Zihan will jaw the black dress person and twitch from the cuff. A silver needle will stab the black dress person from the pain point of the black dress person and wake up.
The hand tendon was picked and the hamstring was cut, baby. The black dress person has lost consciousness. Even if he had martial arts before, his willpower was firm, but after some tossing, he was on the verge of collapse. At this time, it is not hard to exert hypnosis.
"Tell me who sent you to kill me?" Mozihan fell in front of men in black with deep eyes.
"It’s … it’s my master," the black dress person replied weakly.
"Who is your master?"
"Luo … Luo Yuling, Queen of Luo Zhi"
….. Mo Zihan took a deep breath. "Does your family mainly kill me?"
"My master likes … the Nangong Taitai … the Nangong Taitai promised to make my master, but … but she is a monarch who can’t stand her husband leaving his concubine …"
"Are you sure Nangong Jin will make you the queen of the house?"
"It’s true that the South … the Nangong Taitai promised to set up the queen before the queen would send troops to help."
Cut off the neck artery of the black dress person with one knife. Mo Zihan’s lip angle slightly raises a beautiful range, but his eyes are cold and chilling.
Hehe, she is really a complete idiot in love!
I used to like Ouyang Zheng, but I couldn’t even tell each other my identity.
She still remembers that when she rescued Ouyang Zheng from Grace Wu’s lair, he found that she was not the girl in his heart.
At that time, she felt very uncomfortable. She didn’t know whether to blame herself for not being honest with each other or to blame Ouyang Zheng for not loving her so much and caring about her identity.
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Now that I’m here, meeting Nangong Jin is her destination. After all, Nangong Jin has been in love with her for more than ten years, and she also likes to be with Nangong Jin. She has done so many things for Nangong Jin because she wants to see his heart. She is not rare for any queen or emperor.
But now she just found out what nonsense love is? What a million years at a time? It’s all fucking myths! The myth that appear in her parents’ body!
Nangong Jin likes her, but in his heart, the country and the throne are much more important than her and their feelings.
Picking up the cymbidium urn, a drop of tears fell on the face and fainted.
What a fucking queen! She doesn’t want it! It’s even more impossible to be a concubine. Luo Yuling wants to pick it up, but she doesn’t want anything anyway
At this time, she remembered that her father had come to her bedroom to say that the words meant something. Her father must know about it!
Mo Zihan smiled again. If it were modern, her father would definitely break Nangong Jin’s dog leg and then abolish him. But now this is ancient times. It’s ironic that her father should help Nangong Jin to do her ideological work!
Take a deep breath, love is gone, it’s not a big deal, but someone must be responsible for Xinlan’s death
Very good! Luo Yuling! She remembered that now she has no power to tidy up her when she is temporarily unavailable, but she will keep this beam in mind and return it ten times in the future.
A figure came out of the Woods. She knew that just as she cried and picked up Xinlan’s body, this person was watching her in the Woods. Because he was not murderous, she ignored him and because she was in a bad mood, this person never appeared in the bushes not far away.
It’s easy to dust, but I turned around and found that the bearer was cold wind.
Mo Zihan was a little surprised to see that the cold wind had passed ten days since she sent it. Even if he was poisoned, his body injury would be no good, and now she is far away from Chaoyang capital, but the cold wind found her. In this process, he almost never recovered.
Looking at it, I don’t know if it’s a wound or a little pale because I’m in a hurry. Mo Zihan asked angrily, "Why are you here?"