Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Mo Zichen guarded Mo Yan with one hand, his mind flashed, and he continued to order: "Mo Qi, Mo Jue, you two are responsible for protecting the civil and military officials. They can no longer let them lose their lives. Starting www.readwn.com"

Looking at the few officials left, Mo Zichen was sad. Aihong was everywhere, and they ran on their heads or ransacked wilderness, letting their horseshoes trample. The grass on the hillside had long been stained with blood and turned red with red eyes.

Mo Qi and Mo Jue are not far away, and quickly lead their lives.

Mo Zichen remembered another task, and suddenly asked with guts: "Mo Feng, Mo Yun, Mo Lian? Where are they? Did you save your wife?"

Mo Jue replied cryingly: "Uncle. When we went to rescue just now, the aunt, my mother, and the three aunts were gone. How could you not find them? Brother and Lian went to find them. Let me come back and tell You. But I did n’t have time to say it! "

"What?" Mo Zichen was stagnant again. The entire heart is suddenly stopped.

Luo Er? Luoer actually disappeared?

"Have you found it? Where did you go?" Mo Zichen asked anxiously.

"I don't know, looking for--" Mo Jue shouted.

"Ah--" Mo Zichen yelled, vigorously raised his sword to kill a ride, hugged Mo Yan, while Ling Kong Fei went up in the air, Fei Kick kicked away the immediate killer.

Mo Zichen took Mo Yan's steady seat, and then pulled the stiff rope to quickly break out of the encirclement.

"Quickly, quickly back to Yanjing. Quickly back to Yanjing." Mo Yan had already lost his face in fear. His Laozi's coffin was still parked there, and the coffin was full of arrows, but Moyan couldn't care about it at all, only his own life.

And Mo Zichen was originally worried about Yanjing City. He originally wanted Mo Feng and Mo Yun to return to Yanjing City to see. Who knew they would disappear with Su Biluo and three others.

Mo Feng and Mo Yun are both 26 years old at this time. They are Mo Zichen's oldest child and the most powerful martial artist. If there is any heavy responsibility, Mo Zichen will habitually order them to do it.

But today, Mo Zichen was also deeply lost without calling them. More is the deep fear, Su Biluo's life and death, affect his heart.

But he is still a general soldier in the world of Bei Mo. Mo Junyi hands Bei Mo's life and death into his hands, and Mo Yan's life and death into his hands. Su Biluo rushed to protect Mo Yan and returned to Yanjing.

Moyan wanted to return to Yanjing in order to escape. He naively thought that as long as he returned to Yanjing, he could protect his life.

However, Mo Zichen didn't think so. He thought deeper, deeper and farther.

The national funeral was the most neat gathering of all Northern Desert royalty and senior officials, and it was the most defenseless and psychologically unprepared. If you do it at this time, the probability of winning is 100%.

After many years of peace, no one can imagine that such a large-scale attack will happen not far from Yanjing. Therefore, the opponent is the most cunning lone raccoon, he won, really won.

The entire Dasheng was badly hurt by this killing. He doesn't want to know how many hundred officials are left. Just ask Mo Yu to move the rescuers quickly. And he is going to see Yanjing.

If he guessed right. The person who planned everything carefully was to divide the soldiers into two ways, killing their funeral team all the way to piece A. The other way, they directly attacked Yanjing City.

Because, at this time, Yanjing City, in addition to the common people and the soldiers defending the city, can be regarded as the leader of the dragons. In the eyes of strategists, it is equivalent to an "empty city".

This is what Mo Zichen was most worried about at this moment.

Therefore, regardless of whether Moyan has ordered or requested, Mo Zichen's destination is indeed Yanjing. He must go back and see for himself whether Bei Mo's "heart" is still there.

"Catch on, Your Highness Prince, take you back to Yanjing immediately." Mo Zichen endured Su Biluo's unexplained whereabouts and unexplained life and death, and Zema ran towards Yanjing City.

Behind him, he consciously ran up to guard him, and after he was cut off, it was Mo Zi'an who was injured, and Mo Ziqian's two brothers.

Perhaps they have already thought of this. The brothers rushed towards the same goal together.

Sure enough, when I ran down to Yanjing City, I found that there was a different flag on the tower of Yanjing City.

Mo Zichen had a Gordon in his heart, his face changed greatly.

"Tuopa?" Mo Zian frowned. "Brother, who is this Tuoba? Why ..."

"No need to guess, he's here—" Mo Zichen raised his head and fixedly looked up at the white figure that suddenly appeared on the tower.

Although it has been a year of no doubt, the body is not blessed. The light fur in the face of the feather satin white fox outlined his Yushu Linfeng's posture even longer. A handsome face, except for the looming fish tail with a few vicissitudes and calmness, is still so evil and enchanting.

"Tuo Baxiao?" Mo Ziqian and Mo Zian exclaimed at the same time.

Mo Zichen didn't speak, but the ice eye looking up shot a sharp eye knife, as if to remove the mask disguised by Tuo Xiao.

This is the answer he is least willing to see and the result he is least willing to get.

Tuoxiao returned.

The former Yuanzun was only his illusion, but the mask he used to cover up his plans for revenge.

Twenty years have passed. Yes, for twenty years, he pretended to be very hard to pretend to have amnesia.

Once, everyone thought his disguise just didn't want to embarrass himself; but it turned out that he was accumulating strength. Not easy, really not easy!

Mo Zichen provoked a bit of self-deprecation: "Tuo Tiaoxiao, I should have thought of you! These years, I trust you too much, and I will let you go--"

"Bang--" Suddenly, something was thrown under the tower, interrupting him.

Mo Zichen looked down the thing and couldn't help but widen his eyes so that his eyes were about to fall out.

That is not a thing, but a person, his master Wei Liaozi.

"Bang--" Another one was thrown down from the tower, hitting a small circle of dust on the ground. A closer look turned out to be the teacher's wife Huanyue.

"Master! Sister Niang!" Mo Zichen was insane, calling with a broken heart.

"I can't think of it, Mo Zichen," Tuoba Xiao's icy voice seemed to come out of the Guanghan Palace in the bright moon above him, but Sen Han was still far away. The erosion of chronic poisons in Yaodao in the past few years was so small that it took such a long time to work. Even a generation of famous doctors could not detect their poisoning. Is this very powerful? How, Yanjing is still mine. "

"Tuo Baxiao--" Mo Zichen pointed his sword at Tuo Baxiao and scolded, "You white-eyed wolf, you do this, is it worthy of our trust in you?"