When everyone heard this, they immediately became energetic and besieged Moze one after another, hoping to kill Moze immediately.

Xiao Yichen killed several enemies, ran to Shui Lingyue, pulled her out.

Although Mo Ze was prepared before entering the palace, because there were only a limited number of guards that could be brought to the palace, the imperial guards in the palace followed the orders of Pei Jingran and Pei Sheng. For a moment, Mo Ze could not defeat him at all.

Xiao Yichen and Shui Lingyue did not want to participate in their fight at this moment, because no matter which side, there was no reason to help.

Naturally, Pei Jingran could not help, but Mo Ze could not help, because now, they were in the same group as Chu Yi.

Soon, the guards Mo Ze brought in were killed by Pei Jingran and Pei Sheng's men.

Mo Shi blocked Mo Ze and shouted: "Little Prince, go quickly!"

As soon as Mo Shi finished speaking, someone slashed with a knife, which happened to hit his left arm. His arm was cut into two along the elbow by the knife.

Blood suddenly burst out, and Mo Shi screamed and fainted in pain.

"Uncle Mo!" Mo Ze looked at Mo Shi who was lying in a pool of blood, and was both sad and angry, and rushed towards Mo Shi regardless of it.

Several guards ran over and slashed at Moze in their hands. Moze held up his long sword and fought with them. After a while, countless wounds appeared on his body, and his whole body looked bloody, like a bloody man.

Xiao Yichen, who was hiding in the dark, saw that Mo Ze was at his last power and said to Shui Lingyue beside him: "Yueyue, I'll go and save him."

No matter what, Moze cannot die yet, and the remaining troops of the Western Rong Kingdom still need him to call on him.

Over there, three big swords flew from the sky and chopped towards Mo Ze's body.

Mo Ze could not resist and had no choice but to dodge. He had only one thought in his mind. I would just stop my life. I slowly closed my eyes and waited for the arrival of the big sword.

However, when the big sword was halfway through, it was swept up by a huge force. After a moment of rushing, the big sword was swept into the spiritual vortex and flew violently toward the side.

The guards were snatched from their swords and were about to resist, but were hit by a huge force. After a few "bang" sounds, several people were swept up by huge spiritual power and fell to the ground.

When Mo Ze heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw a long and handsome man standing in front of him. He was dressed in a dark gray guard dress, with an emerald green waist sign hanging around his waist, with exquisite dragon patterns carved on it, which was very exquisite.

Xiao Yichen turned his head slightly and said to Mo Ze: "Go quickly!"

Mo Ze saw the man's side face and a strange face. Mo Ze had never seen this person before. He climbed up from the ground and said to Xiao Yichen: "My benefactor's grace for saving his life will never be forgotten. If Mo Ze can survive this time, he will definitely repay his grace for saving his life in the future."

Xiao Yichen nodded and said, "Go away!"

Mo Ze then got up from the ground, walked over, pulled Mo Shi up, carried Mo Shi on his back, and then quickly ran out of the palace.

Xiao Yichen helped him block here, and the guards could not chase Mo Ze at all. Mo Ze just took Mo Shi and escaped from the palace.

When he fled to the gate of the palace, a team of people ran out from beside him. Moze used his energy to eat and ran out desperately.

"Stop! The thief Moze, stop!"

The team behind him chased and shouted.

Mo Ze was already tired at this time, and he felt like he had a heavy burden under his feet and could not run fast at all.
Chapter completed!