truly a cunning strategist, killing two birds with one stone.Mo Yunjing reacted the fastest. With a palm strike, he sent the tiger flying, allowing Ning'er to be released. However, her wrist was stil...Mò Yúnjǐng didn't speak, he directly hugged An Xuetáng and went into the room.

He put her on the bed, and before she could even speak, he had already taken action.

An Xuetang only felt her breathing become erratic, at this time Mo Yunjing was like a awakened beast, his attack was so fierce.

I had been looking forward to having dinner with him tonight, but his advances had snuffed out that idea before I could even voice it.

Knowing she couldn't refuse, her hand slowly encircled his waist, tightening little by little, responding as best she could.

When love reached its peak, her eyes glazed over as she gazed at him, murmuring subconsciously, "Ajing."

Every time he heard her call like that, Mo Yunjing's heart would skip a beat. She probably didn't know how captivating she was.

As night fell, An Xuetang woke up to find Mo Yunjing already dressed and preparing to leave.

Seeing this, An Xuetang suddenly sat up. Being treated so roughly by him, she almost forgot that Mo Yunjing was supposed to send the people from Xiliang out of the city tonight.

"Ajing, I'm going with you."

Mo Yunjing walked over and looked at her deeply with a meaningful gaze, "Are you sure"

"...."

An Xuetang moved slightly, and only then did she understand what his gaze meant. This man wasn't as gentle as before; it turned out he had been waiting for her all along!

Now she was truly exhausted, her legs trembling at the moment.

This man, in order not to let her follow him, he actually... An Xuetang, her eyes blazing with indignation, glared at him through gritted teeth, "Mo Yunjing!"

Facing her ‘fierce’ glare, Mo Yunjing merely twitched the corner of his lips, reaching out to stroke her head. “Be good, wait for me at home, I’ll be back soon.”

An Xuetang glared at him with displeasure. She did want to go, but given the current situation, in order not to hinder progress, she could only let him go alone.

She huffed at him petulantly, then burrowed back under the covers, “Get out. Get out.”

Mo Yunjing let out a light laugh, her childish side coming out in front of him. Such a sight brought him even greater joy.

He bent down and, through the blanket, touched her head. "Wait for me."

After that, he smirked and walked out.

Mo Yunjing personally escorted the Xirong people with Yunliu and Yunshi, who had already recovered from their injuries.

At this point, the disguised Western Regions man was waiting at the agreed-upon location with An Xuetang.

They saw that the arriving party consisted only of King Beijiang and one attendant, and in the shadows following them, they found there was only one person. After ascertaining the situation, several of them looked at each other.

Mo Yunjing looked at this group of people expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Let's go."

These Xirong people today are to act as the Yun Family Army of the Beijang Wangfu, following Mo Yunjing and Yunliu out of the city.

As the King of Beijang, Mo Yunjing had the ability to leave the city at this time.

Reaching the city gate, they barely had to make an effort before the guards opened it for them. The group then rode out of the city.

They rode their horses forward constantly until they stopped three miles from the capital.

Yun Liu looked at the group of Westerners, her expression indifferent. "Everyone, you helped our Beijiang王府 once. Today, sending you out of the city safely is considered repaying that favor. However, this is still Tianba country's territory, so you should leave as soon as possible. Of course, as Westerners, you'd better not return to the capital, or your fate will be like theirs."

After saying that, Eleven suddenly appeared. He held two bloody packages in his hands, and as soon as he arrived, he threw the packages at the people from the Western Regions.

The people of the Western Regions still thought it was some kind of thing, and no one dared to take it. When the package landed and opened up, two bloody heads were revealed.

After seeing what it was, the group of people from the Western Regions were shocked and outraged. One by one, their eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger as they stared incredulously at Mo Yunjing and his companions.

Mo Yun Jing remained expressionless from beginning to end. He glanced at the head on the ground, then looked at the man who spoke in Central Plains dialect, "Anyone who covets this king's queen will only meet this end."

"! exclamation mark"

The people from the Western Regions looked at each other in bewilderment. Some didn't know what Mo Yunjing meant, but they could all feel the murderous intent emanating from him.

The man who spoke in the Central Plains dialect knew their plan for the night had failed. However, he never expected that the two men whose heads were severed were the most skilled fighters among their group, and they even possessed hallucinatory drugs from the Western Regions. Yet, the outcome was so tragic.

He had seen the wound, their heads severed... by a single stroke of a blade.

It is conceivable that the wielder of such a sword must possess immense skill and power to achieve this.

Yunliu and Yunxi exchanged glances. Yunliu then spoke, "Our princess wants to help you, to let you successfully deliver the prescription back to Xili, to save those people in Xili. But before you leave, you would want to attack her Death... is certainly what awaits you."

Their king had long guessed that these Westerners would not leave peacefully. They kept saying An Xuetang was their spirit maiden, so they certainly wouldn't give her up easily.

So, before going to meet with the group, their prince waited for a moment outside the manor.

As expected, they soon discovered two people approaching the palace.

He and Eleven hadn't even reacted yet when they saw their prince draw his sword, leap forward, and cleave the two men's heads off with a single strike.

He cut down two people with a single sword!

He and Eleven only then realized that their prince's inner strength was already so profound.

Hearing Yun Liu's words, the man quickly shook his head and said, "No, we didn't intend to kill the Spirit Maiden. We just want her to return to Xiliang with us."

Mò Yún Jǐng's aura grew increasingly cold and sinister. He remained silent, but his presence spoke volumes about the intensity of his murderous intent.

"Yunliu let out a cold snort. 'Why would the Princess of Beijang go back to that desolate place in Xili' "

Giving the Westerners no chance to retort, Eleven continued, “Well, it’s getting late. If you don’t leave now, you won’t make it to the other city gate before dawn. Think about it: is it more important to return to the Western Regions with the medicine formula, or to stay here and risk your lives”

"..."

The man looked at Mo Yunjing, seeing the bloodstain on the corner of his clothes. He understood, these two heads were most likely chopped off by the King of Beijang himself.

Now he might understand the abbot's words a little. If it were just them few westerners, they wouldn't stand a chance of taking the spirit maiden from the King of Beijiang.

If they stay any longer, the Northern Border King will surely kill them.

This would be a lose-lose situation. If they died, the precious recipe they had obtained with so much effort wouldn't make it back to the Western Regions. The people of the Western Regions wouldn't be saved.

After much deliberation, the man still turned to face the people from the Western Regions and said something.

Then, they bowed to Mo Yunjing and the others with insincere gratitude, before leaving with the two blood-soaked heads.

Looking at their backs gradually disappearing, Mo Yunjing glanced at Eleven, "Where's the abbot"

"My lord, the abbot only suffered some superficial wounds and is now fine."

The people from the Western Regions also wanted to take back the abbot of Jinchuan Temple, but Mo Yunjing had already sent people to guard Jinchuan Temple. When the people from the Western Regions made their move, they appeared and protected the abbot, preventing him from being controlled by the people from the Western Regions.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing calmly hummed in response, "Return to the city."An Xuetang understand what he was trying to do, especially with the slightly heavy breathing coming from his ears.An Xuetang was truly afraid that he would cause trouble now, so she quickly spoke up,...