Yu Jun

A man who was not paying attention shot an arrow that no one expected.

Mo Qianlan was extremely thin, and an arrow penetrated his body almost easily. The little prince opened his mouth, widened his eyes, and fell forward to the ground with Mo Qianlan.

Yin Nan turned around suddenly, his eyes looking in the direction of the arrow like lightning.

After the arrow was fired, Huang Yiren immediately put away the crossbow, stepped aside, tore off the beard on his face, hid it in his sleeves, and prepared to take advantage of the chaos to leave, but Yin Nan stared at him at a glance.

Just as she was touching the knife, Mo Qianlan coughed and spat out a large mouthful of blood. She quickly squatted down and picked up Mo Qianlan, her face pale with shock: "Uncle!"

There was a bloody hole in Mo Qianlan's chest, and the blood he coughed up from his mouth was mixed with broken flesh. He looked at Yin Nan with dull eyes. He knew that Yin Nan's mind was just a decoration, so he gasped and said, "Kill."

Before he finished speaking, Yin Nan heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, and at the same time, Jin Lu shouted.

"The Han people are deceitful!"

"kill!"

The King of Wei had made full preparations before, but when the incident came, his mind went blank. When he saw the golden sword unsheathed and the bow full of iron arrows, he instinctively crouched down.

The person who reacted slightly slower than him was Hou Fuzhong.

After Hou Fuzhong exclaimed, he also squatted down.

He was a civil servant, but on paper there were corpses all over the place. In the poem, he was a warrior and an iron horse, but in fact he didn't even kill a chicken. He squatted beside the King of Wei with a blank face, and he even lost his emotions.

Hot blood suddenly poured down from their heads, and a head rolled down the bottom of the table. The two of them looked at each other at the same time, and saw Li Qing's eyes widened, his face full of horror, and his eyes were still open.

King Wei was still in shock. Hou Fuzhong suddenly came to his senses, grabbed King Wei, and dragged him under the table. King Wei's hand accidentally reached his head, and his head rolled out again.

The sounds of knives and axes came one after another, and the entire dome was torn to pieces. A knife was stabbed in. Hou Fu made a sound of "Ah", rolled and crawled to avoid it, and got out from under the table. Looking over, his scalp went numb immediately.

Massacre and corpses - this was the first time for others to face the battlefield in Kuanzhou. It turned out that the killing was so unscrupulous that human lives were worth less than ants.

He also saw that Yin Nan put down Mo Qianlan and, amid heavy siege, did not kill Jin Lu, but instead pursued and killed his followers.

No, it's not his entourage. That face seems familiar. He saw it when he gave King Wei a cleansing service. It was King Wei's bodyguard!
Why are the guards of the King of Wei wearing the clothes of his family?
Full of doubts and nowhere to hide, he continued to shrink under the table, reached out and picked up a knife, holding it tremblingly in his hand. Someone hit the table hard, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Fortunately, the table was heavy and hard, and it did not collapse. .

After a while, he cautiously stretched out his head to watch again. The battle suddenly became fierce. Yin Nan shouted something, and arrows immediately shot at the Wei King's guard, instantly pricking him into a hedgehog.

Thousands of arrows pierce the heart!

The sun was bright, illuminating the scene in detail. Huang Yiren's face was unobstructed and reflected in Hou Fuzhong's eyes.

Hou Fuzhong was so frightened that half of his soul was gone. He retracted his head and trembled non-stop. King Wei squirmed to his side and whispered in his ear: "How is it outside?"

Hou Fuzhong opened his mouth: "Dead."

A crap.

King Wei seemed quite calm, as if he was out of his body, separated from everything in front of him, and nothing he saw was real.

Hou Fuzhong was speechless, so he could only crawl out by himself until he reached Mo Qianlan and took Fang Sheng out of his hand.

There was blood on Fang Sheng, and the writing on it would soon be stained. He opened it hurriedly, and then froze on the spot.

Blank.

What Mo Qianlan held in his hand was a blank piece of paper!
"Impossible," he looked at Mo Qianlan, "How could it be a blank piece of paper?"

Mo Qianlan was still a little conscious and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

A blank slate of course.He never thought of using the wealth of the ten states to feed Jinlu into a powerful enemy.

His goal from beginning to end was the son of the Golden King.

Can the ninth generation still take revenge?Although it lasts for a hundred generations!

There will never be peace between the country and the Jinlu!

The emperor must accommodate an army that only Mo Lingfeng can command, and must continue to send out military pay. In less than ten years, the country will be weak, and the Jinlu will decline in the country's fortunes due to continuous battles.

Mo Qianlan snorted, taking it as a sarcasm.

This time, he knew he couldn't escape and was going to die.

Pain swept over him overwhelmingly, crushing his last bit of strength. He opened his eyes in despair and regret, and suddenly saw Mo Lingfeng.

It's like his hallucination.

He couldn't hold it any longer and closed his eyes, feeling that he suddenly became what he was when he was young, full of energy and never suffered so much in this world.

He held the infant Mo Lingfeng and showed it to Cheng Taishan: "Look, my grandma."

He patted her: "Don't cry, be good, don't cry."

Cheng Taishan's face was also very young, and he looked at her with disgust: "She's so thin, she doesn't look like your sister, she looks like a monkey's sister."

"Fart!" He hugged his beloved sister and turned around to leave. "I'm leaving."

I left, and I will never come back to this world.

……

It wasn't his imagination, the person running over was indeed Mo Lingfeng.

She woke up earlier than Mo Qianlan expected. When she ran to the city gate, the smell of blood was already filling the air. She was stunned for a moment, and then Liushenwuzhu rushed forward, looking for Mo Qianlan.

"elder brother!"

Yin Bei and Zhong Tao quickly led their troops to join the fight, clearing the way for Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng soon saw Yin Nan, saw the blood on Yin Nan's body, and saw Mo Qianlan next to Yin Nan.

She ran away wildly, all the blood in her body rushed to her head, her eyes were filled with stars, her ears were rumbling, and a stream of black blood surged up from the bottom of her heart and rushed to her mouth, where she swallowed it unconsciously. , the soul exploded into pieces in the body, leaving only a blank space.

By the time she arrived, Mo Qianlan's chest had stopped rising.

Her face quickly lost color, and the hot blood that had just surged into her head disappeared without a trace, leaving her whole body cold.

She knelt down, picked up Mo Qianlan's upper body, held his cold and weightless body in her arms, and said dryly: "Brother, don't scare me."

The voice was inaudible among the shouts of death. Her body was tense, her head drooped, her back was hunched, her cheek was pressed against Mo Qianlan's face, her pupils became larger and blacker, and after a breath, she shouted heartbreakingly: "elder brother!"

Tears flowed all over her face in an instant, and an invisible hand pinched her throat, leaving her breathless and unable to speak. However, she firmly grabbed Mo Qianlan's hand, and her voice split her throat, Shout again: "Brother!"

The hoarse voice was bloody, shrill, and heartbreaking, making everyone who heard it feel heartbroken.

One after another, she had no mind and no soul, just howling heartbrokenly. The bright sun ended in her eyes, and the whole world began to darken. She was torn apart as the world, and could no longer be whole.

Breathing out with one breath, it was his own blood, breathing in with one breath, it was his brother's blood. They are brothers and sisters who are connected by the same spirit, but one day they will be separated? (End of chapter)