Stunning weapon

On the next road, Mo Xiaochuan quickened his pace.Lin Feng and the others were not different. From their point of view, Mo Xiaochuan hadn't changed much, but his attack was a little bit harsher.However, this will not affect anything, because Mo Xiaochuan has never been cruel to his own people.

They have been with Mo Xiaochuan for the longest time, and Mo Xiaochuan's changes did not happen suddenly, but slowly, bit by bit. Therefore, in their eyes, they would not feel unfamiliar or uncomfortable.

Situ Lin'er was different.Looking at the current Mo Xiaochuan, combined with the slightly timid young man when the two met for the first time, Situ Liner seemed to be dreaming. She actually felt that she could not connect these two people together.

However, in comparison, Situ Lin'er felt that she admired the current Mo Xiaochuan even more.Do things decisively, and be ruthless against the enemy.Mo Xiaochuan like this is more like a mature man, to be precise, he is more in line with the standard of a strong man fighting in the power field.

If Mo Xiaochuan was still the same Mo Xiaochuan back then, even if he survived, he would be pushed to the edge and become one of the Confucian scholars who got drunk all day long in the taverns in Shangjing. [

Situ Lin'er is a person who can see clearly, or it should be said, she is a person who can see clearly.She is not as scheming as her elder brother, nor does she want to put all her thoughts on a man like her younger sister.

Although she has Mo Xiaochuan in her heart, she does not regard Mo Xiaochuan as everything like Situ Yuer, and everything is centered on him.For this world, she sees more clearly.

Cheng Yu was the most shocked. In the past two days, Cheng Yu didn't even dare to speak to Mo Xiaochuan.

Whether it was the speed of Mo Xiaochuan's shots at that time, or the ruthlessness with which he beheaded those people, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, shaking him so much that he still can't slow down until now.As for Mo Xiaochuan's origin, it was even more confusing, which made him completely unable to figure it out.

Who the hell is Mo Xiaochuan?It doesn't seem to be particularly important now. Having the status of a master of the holy way is enough for Mo Xiaochuan to have the capital to fight against Lieutenant Lan.He didn't understand until the moment Mo Xiaochuan shot.Why did Lin Feng not be surprised when Mo Xiaochuan killed Zhang Wanshun?

That's right, Zhang Wanshun is a fart in front of a master of the holy way.Cheng Yu thought in his heart, suddenly, he seemed to realize something, if Zhang Wanshun is nothing, then he is not much better than Zhang Wanshun, what is he?

However, such thoughts are only fleeting.

Cheng Yu really didn't have the mood to think about whether he was a fart or not.He was just thinking now why Mo Xiaochuan took him. Although the situation at that time forced him to follow Mo Xiaochuan, if the other party didn't want to take him, he could leave him behind.

While Cheng Yu couldn't see through Mo Xiaochuan, he also couldn't see through his own future.I don't know what this trip to Beijing means to him.

In the next few days, the weather was calm and there were no waves. Mo Xiaochuan's injury was not serious, and this little pain was nothing to him.Apply the wound medicine that you carry with you, and after a few days, it will be almost healed.

Passing through Xinzhou, Shangjing is far away.

It was the first time for Situ Lin'er to come to Shangjing, and when she looked at the city tower, there was a little more thoughtfulness between her brows.

Getting closer and closer to the capital, Mo Xiaochuan raised his head and glanced, feeling relieved. Although the Beidou Sword made him bloodthirsty, he was still him when he didn't make a move, and he didn't change much. This kind of capital city of Xiliang, which is not considered majestic, made Mo Xiaochuan feel a little emotional in his heart, and went home...

Lin Feng and his brothers felt a little unhappy. After all, the sneak attack that day killed two of their brothers.

Gu Ming was riding on the horse at the moment, feeling a sense of relief. After all, he was hit by an arrow in the ass. Although he was not seriously injured during such a long journey, he would not feel good. Finally, he came back without bumping all the way. He was in a good mood a lot.

Cheng Yu was also looking at the city tower, but with a sad expression on his face. When he came to Shangjing, he had to make a decision about his fate.When Zhang Wanshun was killed, he was with Mo Xiaochuan. As for the sneak attacking soldiers, they could know who sent them even by thinking on their heels.It is estimated that Mo Xiaochuan also knew it all, so he didn't even leave a living.

However, even if there are no survivors, Lieutenant Lan should know who killed these people.Now he followed Mo Xiaochuan to Shangjing.With the enmity between Lieutenant Lan and Mo Xiaochuan, he has no way out at this moment.

Now Cheng Yu is worried that Mo Xiaochuan will not have power in Beijing, and he has no future with him, and he is also worried that Mo Xiaochuan has a big background, so he looks down on him.Therefore, he was extremely distressed.

Just as Cheng Yu lowered his head in thought with a bitter face, suddenly, there was a burst of shouting in the city.Then, a team of hundreds of imperial troops rushed out from the city gate. Although these imperial troops' combat effectiveness was mediocre, their makeup was much stronger than the soldiers of the frontline battalion. [

They all sat down on uniform black horses and rushed out neatly. They stopped suddenly at a distance of twenty feet in front of Mo Xiaochuan. They were extremely neat, without even showing a trace of disorder.At the front of the line, a young general in armor jumped off his horse, and the soldiers behind him jumped off their horses in unison, kneeling neatly and shouting: "Welcome to the prince!"

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment.Looking at these imperial guards, he couldn't relate to the rumored places where a group of second-generation ancestors had nothing to fight.This kind of riding skill can be regarded as an elite even if it is placed in the front line camp.

Especially galloping out in such a neat way, stopping suddenly, and saluting in unison, it is extremely shocking. "My lord..." Cheng Yu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xiaochuan. This time, he heard clearly. There are so many people talking, and they all spoke with the same voice. Even if he is deaf, he should be deafened.

Lord!How many princes are there in Xiliang?only one!

This point, even children know that the person who can make Xiliang Forbidden Army and the second generation ancestors do such a great gift is naturally the biggest second generation ancestor of Xiliang, King Chen County!

Cheng Yu stared blankly at the Forbidden Army soldiers in front of him, unable to speak.

That's right, I should have thought a long time ago, who else could have such skill, be so young, and not be afraid of Lieutenant Lan?Is there a second person besides the evil god?No wonder he was so ruthless when he shot, he was a "shaman!".

Cheng Yu "Gudu!" He swallowed and spit, feeling that his breathing seemed a little tense. (starter:)