621 Icy Winds and Frosty Rain

"We are killing you, this witch, who is ruining the kingdom and causing suffering to the people in order to police villany and punish evil! So as to keep to the correct path!" Like lightning, the sword in Mo Lian's hand had already arrived at Noble Consort Zheng's head.

Noble Consort Zheng shrieked and squeezed into the old king's embrace with all her might. Feeling a chill, she reached behind her head before discovering that the sword energy had chopped off a part of her fine black hair.

Nearly about to faint, Noble Consort Zheng hugged the old king with a death grip as she shrieked while bawling her eyes out, "My king, my king, save me, my king!!"

King Mo quickly hugged his beloved consort and frantically waved a hand back and forth as he repeatedly shouted, "My royal son!! My royal son, my royal son—"

Mo Lian glared coldly with a sullen face at his old father who was blocking his way. "You step aside."

Everyone: "…"