Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping

Why are you the Lord?

Not good!

Ink Yan was trying to kill Mo Da!

This time, not only was Murong Nan, who was sitting on the horse, shocked, even Murong Hao, who had been resisting, was stunned!

Because it was right in front of his eyes! The originally awe-inspiring Molda was now like a rag, as he was dragged along by the six wolves into the middle of the camp! The whip wrapped around his neck grew even more constricting. The redness on his face gradually turned from red to green to purple, and he even couldn't help but spit out the tip of his tongue!

Just at this moment, Mo Yan was full of energy, staring at the people in front of her with a fearless attitude, with one hand holding the bow and the other holding the arrow.

Whoever dared to save Molda would definitely be shot through the neck by the Ink Flame!

"Hao'er!"

In this kind of emergency, Murong Nan started to ask for help from Murong Hao, "Isn't that woman your subordinate? Hurry up and save Molda! Tell your subordinates to stop immediately! "

Murong Hao looked at Royal Uncle with an expression that said he was powerless against him.

"Royal Uncle, General Mo Da just killed Ink Yan's mother, the Mo Huang family, and they wanted to skin her alive in front of so many people. Do you think she will listen to me to such a blood feud? "

"If you're acting like this right now, you might as well get someone to attack and kill her faster."

But wouldn't Morda die too? Murong Nan simply couldn't complain about his nephew's "evil intentions!" On the surface, he had no choice but to endure the persuasion, "Although it is faster to kill her. But in the end, the one who was unlucky wasn't the big-time round? "

Murong Hao remained calm. "I seem to remember that Molda had accused my subordinate of being the person who had been ordered to assassinate General Gump. He had to die anyway. But if Morda died here, no one would ever know how they died. Even if the Imperial Advisor decided to pursue the matter, what does it have to do with me? We could have pushed the matter to the nearest country. "Why don't you just say that it was Maori who did it?"

F * ck me! When did this little beast become so cunning? Murong Nan choked again! He glanced uneasily at Molda, only to discover that he seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and was about to roll his eyes!

This is bad! If he was not saved, the Imperial Advisor would definitely not let him off the hook! If he still wanted the title of emperor from the Mu Rong family in the future, it would be like a dream!

Murong Nan thought and thought, and in the end, he could only open his mouth and reveal the truth.

"Nephew. Though I agree with you. But there's something I have to tell you right now. Yesterday, Qin Xi reported that the Song Army, which is at the border of our territory, took away five cities in one night. Right now, the king has sent a letter to all four of them asking for reinforcements, and the only one who has responded is Sky Wolf's Imperial Advisor, Bowing Light. "

"Royal Uncle, what do you mean by this?" Murong Hao had always been an intelligent person. He would be able to guess what would happen after he said the first half. But this news was too shocking! In order to be prudent, he had to confirm it again.

"You want me to kill Ink Yan with my own hands and then apologize to Molda in exchange for reinforcements?"

Murong Nan nodded his head heavily, his swollen face full of guilt. "Although the Sirians are a bit too cocky and overstepped the boundaries of what they did, there are still hundreds of thousands of civilians! They even pointed to the Sirian army for protection. You can't possibly force hundreds of thousands of poor people to their deaths just for the sake of a mere sinner's daughter, right? "

"You know, you're the Crown Prince of the Big Dipper!"

That's right!

Only now did Murong Hao remember his most important duty — to protect the civilians in the big end. This used to be an extremely glorious and exciting affair, but now it suddenly changed, turning into moldy, rotten meat.

"Nephew, I'm afraid you have to hurry." Murong Nan glanced at Molda again and realized that the situation could no longer be delayed. The courage of Ink Mist had intimidated the three armies. Unless Murong Hao took action, there would probably be no more chances.

As for Murong Hao, he grabbed the bow and arrow numbly and pushed up the arrow that Royal Uncle had given him. Then, he drew his bow and aimed at Ink Yan who was guarding the wolf pack …