Cold King’s Hot Love - C477 Last Station

Mo Yun had an arrow in his hand, it was obvious that the arrow was shot by Mo Yun, if not for Xie Qingrong’s sharp reaction, she would have been shot.

The hand holding the sword tightened, looking at Mo Yun with a deep look in his eyes, his cold brows lowered and his deep eyes filled with a sense of ruthlessness.

“Your Highness, long time no see. How have you been?” Mo Yun squinted his eyes as he greeted Xuanyuan Chen. His expression was calm as if he did not see the corpse and the fresh blood below his feet as well.

“Heh.” Xuanyuan Chen pursed his lips and laughed coldly: “The Mo family is too busy to take care of themselves, yet Elder Mo still has the time to talk to me here?”

Mo Yun’s expression changed and became gloomy. His eyes were filled with gloom.

The current situation of the Mo family was already at the end of their road. The family’s internal system had collapsed into pieces.

This was his last chance to enter the battlefield, and also his last chance.

If he was not able to take down the Mo Bei this time, Wu Huan’s new ruler would probably never give him the chance. At that time, Wu Huan and the Heavenly Sage would also sign a peace agreement.

Then all his efforts over the years would have been in vain.

Unwillingly clenching his fists, he raised the bow and arrow, and pulled out the sword on his horse, thrusting the sharp sword with a cold light straight at Xuanyuan Chen.

As the two blades slashed across the air, a sharp, ear-piercing sound came from the tip of the sword, causing sparks to fly.

The rain came suddenly, and the drops struck them both with lightning speed.

In the rain, the two figures on horseback were fighting with each other.

The longsword in Mo Yun’s hand fiercely slashed in Xuanyuan Chen’s direction, but Xuanyuan Chen cleverly dodged it. The longsword was separated from its sharpness, and as raindrops dripped onto the surface of the sword, it increased the coldness of the blade.

The sword suddenly flipped, and the light that it swept past appeared in Xuanyuan Chen’s eyes, the coldness and viciousness in his eyes deepened.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yun’s longsword was already at Xuanyuan Chen’s shoulder, and a strand of hair that was sticky with water was cut off sharply.

The sword in Xuanyuan Chen’s hand did not slow down at all as the tip of the sword was pointed straight at Mo Yun’s heart.

The two of them confronted each other in the torrential rain.

Mo Yun’s pursed his lips into a smile. “His Highness the Crown Prince has great kung fu.”

Initially, he thought he could definitely capture Xuanyuan Chen, but he never thought that he would be able to fight to a draw against Xuanyuan Chen.

One could imagine the depression in his heart, but on the surface, he seemed unconcerned about it.

The corner of Xuanyuan Chen’s mouth quirked as he said with a cold smile, “Elder Mo won’t let you off either.”

Mo Yun’s sword techniques and archery skills had always been outstanding, and even Ji Rufeng was probably incomparable to Mo Yun. Ji Rufeng’s lightness skills were on the pinnacle, but in terms of martial arts, he was only considered outstanding.

The sword in Xuanyuan Chen’s hand continued to stab at Mo Yun’s chest, tearing a hole through it. If only it went a few more steps, it would pierce Mo Yun’s heart.

Mo Yun’s longsword was also close to Xuanyuan Chen’s neck, and it seemed that in the next second, it would ruthlessly cut into the artery of his neck.

At this moment, an unexpected event occurred.

Blood suddenly flowed out of the corner of Mo Yun’s mouth. Xuanyuan Chen did not know what had happened, and even though his brows were knitted tightly, he still did not let go of the longsword in his hands.

However, Mo Yun’s hand trembled slightly, and was just about to let go of Xuanyuan Chen’s balance.

If Xuanyuan Chen was able to reach behind Mo Yun, he would have noticed that Mo Yun had a small throwing knife stuck in his back.

“What’s the matter with you?” Xuanyuan Chen frowned and asked.

Although he and Mo Yun were enemies, and were even enemies of two different nations, this did not stop Xuanyuan Chen from appreciating Mo Yun.

Although Mo Yun had once set up an ambush at the borders of the Chu Country, causing him and Xie Qingrong to suffer greatly, he still admired Mo Yun’s determination to die at the hands of others, and live on the brink of death.

Mo Yun had already stopped smiling just now. He looked like he was about to collapse, as he did not want Xuanyuan Chen to see any trace of fear on his face. However, the pain from the invasion of the foreign object made him frown subconsciously.

He opened his mouth and said, “Nothing.”

The people standing on top of the city gate tower saw the battle between Xuanyuan Chen and Mo Yun. Even though they all knew that after this war, Wu Huan would permanently retreat, they still did not allow them to participate.

Let the Heavenly Sage and Wu Huan, Mo Yun and Xuanyuan Chen have a true battle.

The torrential rain did not stop. The wound on Mo Yun’s back was drenched in the rainwater, and blood mixed with rain water flowed down the lines of his armor non-stop. Xuanyuan Chen had naturally noticed it too.

His sharp eyes looked up at the city gate tower. Although Mo Yun was still sneaking an attack at Xie Qingrong earlier, he hoped that the match between him and Mo Yun would be a fair one and that there wouldn’t be any schemes and tricks.

The current development had greatly exceeded his expectations.

His deep eyes met Black Turtle’s gaze. He had already guessed who was behind this attack.

Yet he could not say a single word.

Mo Yun looked at Xuanyuan Chen, who had an ugly expression on his face, and chuckled. However, the smile on his face was a little stiff.

“The crown prince has many capable people under his command. I have to accept this outcome.” When the first sentence came out of Mo Yun’s mouth, Xuanyuan Chen had already noticed Mo Yun’s ridicule and silently glanced at him once.

Mo Yun continued, “The battlefield is ever-changing. Whether on purpose or not, I have lost this battle. I will withdraw in three days. I will not cause any trouble for His Highness the Crown Prince.”

Xuanyuan Chen opened his mouth, as though he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

He could only watch as Mo Yun rode his horse and gradually disappeared before him.

The rain was getting heavier, washing all the blood off the ground, and the corpses lying on the ground were laid out everywhere, Xuanyuan Chen did not mind, but only rubbed his eyes tiredly and turned his horse to head towards the city gate.

Wu Huan’s oppressive army had already retreated completely. If not for the corpses on the ground, then it was as if they had never appeared.

Xie Qingrong supported her waist with one hand, while the other caressed her stomach. At that time, she had forcefully requested Black Turtle to bring Xie Qingrong to the back, not only so that Xie Qingrong could escape from this danger, but also so that Xie Qingrong would not be able to smell the stench of blood.

She was clearly pregnant, and that arrow had scared him to death.

Even now that he thought about it, he still felt a lingering fear.

Xuan Wu held an oil-paper umbrella, completely enveloping Xie Qingrong under it and even had a cape draped over his body, preventing any raindrops or cold wind from touching her.

Xie Qingrong watched Xuanyuan Chen walk towards her with a slight smile on his face. It was only when Xuanyuan Chen was right in front of her that she acted like he had just awoken from a dream and stretched out her hands.

Xuanyuan Chen smiled as he reached out and hugged Xie Qingrong.

Behind them was an endless torrential rain.