"Martial Emperor Chen, come out here!" Mo Su Yun, wearing an imperial robe and wielding a sword with murderous intent, charged over.,Outside Nanjing City, Leng Junhan, dressed in white clothes stained with blood (both his own and others'), was fortunately not seriously injured. He無奈地低頭看了看身上的傷口，回頭再看向身後，一直追在他身後的大內侍衛還冇有追上來這才微微鬆了口氣，靠在山坡上準備歇息片刻。,"Oh..." Cold Junhan then regretted realizing he was covered in blood. The clean-loving Princess YuYa clearly wouldn't give him a hug now.。