This is the most helpless part of the Praetorian Guard Legion, the deputy commander of the dignified Praetorian Guard Legion, outside the palace, except for an adjutant Ji Chongwen by Mo Fan's side, there is not even a person who can be called.

Otherwise, Mo Fan could let his subordinates protect the World Martial Arts Hall first, and he would directly negotiate with the Murong family.

Or, Mo Fan can take Shanhe's family with him.

Helplessly, inside the palace, the entry and exit are extremely cumbersome and strict, whether it is to bring people out from the inside, or to bring people in, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

So, now there are only two options in front of them.

Or, they will stay here all the time, and they will continue to stalemate with the Murong family to see who can't sit still first.

But then everything they have in the Praetorian Guard will be lost.

Or, they can only give up Shanhe's family, go back to the palace first, and then find a way.

But in this way, Shanhe's family is in danger.

"Leave the rest to me, I said, I'll go back to the palace when the time comes.

As for this, I have my own arrangements. ”

Mo Fan rarely revealed a little bit of news, Ji Chongwen was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Late at night on the fourth day, the World Martial Arts Hall.

Mo Fan, who was resting, suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

"I thought you were scared and didn't dare to come to the imperial capital. ”

Mo Fan opened his mouth with an inexplicable sentence.

But as these words fell, a light breeze blew outside the window, and then a tall figure quietly appeared opposite Mo Fan.

"Dragon King, forget about the radical method, you even set up the platform for us, such a good opportunity, how can we miss it?

Besides, no one has ever said that only the imperial military department is allowed to deal with us, but our three sects and six factions can only be beaten passively, even if it is a courtesy exchange, this time it is the turn of our three sects and six factions to take the initiative. ”

The moonlight poured in through the window, impartially, and fell right on the person who came, this scholar who was one of the three sects of the Thousand Sects Alliance was useless.

That's right, it's the Thousand Sects Alliance.

Mo Fan specially stayed in the World Martial Arts Pavilion, in addition to waiting for the Murong family to continue to make moves, at the same time, he was also waiting for the response from the Thousand Sects Alliance.

This is outside the palace, and he, the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, can't mobilize people to help, but Mo Fan is not only the identity of the deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard, but also the identity of the leader of the Thousand Sects Alliance, which can just be used at this time.

As the deputy alliance leader who is responsible for contacting all aspects of news, it is really not simple for scholars to be useless, Mo Fan just found someone to pass on a message, and in just four days before and after, scholars were useless and actually rushed here from Binhai City.

Mo Fan had only one request for the Thousand Sects Alliance, that is, after he left, he could still ensure the safety of the Shanhe family.

Mo Fan didn't believe it, even if the Murong family was rich, could it still use the strength of one family to resist the alliance of the three sects and six factions? If the Murong family really had this ability, the imperial military department, which frequently missed in front of the three sects and six factions, would not seem to need to be confused.

Protecting Shanhe's family and dealing with the Murong family's masters who may come, this is the stage that Mo Fan has set up for the three sects and six factions, as for how the three sects and six factions use this opportunity and how far they plan to make things happen, it has nothing to do with him.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, Mo Fan didn't say anything, and took Ji Chongwen, who was still at a loss, to say goodbye to Shanhe's family, and then, the two hurried back to the palace.

Mo Fan and the two of them were out of the palace for less than five days, and there were still more than two days before the maximum time limit was set, no one expected that Mo Fan would return to the palace so soon, and many people in the secret hurriedly spread the news.

The eyes and ears of these forces, Mo Fan had long been aware of them, but he didn't pay attention to them and didn't stop them.

In Ji Chongwen's words, in the palace, there has never been a real secret, let alone an eternal secret, anyway, the affairs outside the palace have been arranged, and Mo Fan is not afraid that others will know his whereabouts.

On the contrary, it is mountains and rivers, the matter of the World Martial Arts Hall has ended, and people have been waiting for so many days, and they may not know how anxious they are.

Therefore, Mo Fan didn't even return to his residence, took Ji Chongwen and went straight to the north gate of the palace.

In the prison of the Praetorian Guards at the north gate of the palace, Mo Fan walked quickly, but before he reached the gate of the prison, his face changed, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

But I saw that outside the prison, Captain Zhang Tingfeng led a group of Praetorian Guards, bowing their heads and saying nothing one by one with great nervousness.

Especially the captain Zhang Tingfeng, the corners of his mouth moved, but he just didn't dare to speak.

"What's going on?"

Mo Fan stared at Captain Zhang, who wanted to speak and stopped, and asked coldly.

Facing Mo Fan's cold eyes, Captain Zhang only felt stiff, and his heart was heavy, as if a boulder had been pressed on his body.

Drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, the corners of Captain Zhang's mouth trembled, and finally he couldn't withstand the pressure, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to reply.

"My lord, I don't know why, that person suddenly committed suicide. ”

As soon as Captain Zhang finished speaking, an astonishing terrifying aura suddenly rose into the sky, and Captain Zhang and a group of Praetorian Guard soldiers couldn't bear it, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, most of them fainted directly.

Not only Zhang Xiaowei and the others, but even Ji Chongwen, who was following closely behind Mo Fan, was pale, and his hands and feet trembled.

"What did you just say, say it again, I didn't hear it clearly!"

Mo Fan stared at Captain Zhang, gritted his teeth and asked.

Captain Zhang wanted to speak, but unfortunately, seeing that this coercion was getting stronger and stronger, he couldn't even move his fingers, let alone speak.

Without waiting for an answer, Mo Fan's feet moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

With Mo Fan's disappearance, the astonishing coercion suddenly dissipated.

But before Captain Zhang could breathe a sigh of relief, a strong force suddenly fell on him, not only Captain Zhang, but also all the Praetorian Guards soldiers behind him, they all flew out upside down.

The wind dispersed, and Mo Fan reappeared, but he was standing at the door of the prison.

"Don't let me know that this matter has something to do with you, otherwise, it won't be just this palm. ”

Leaving these words, Mo Fan's feet moved, and he suddenly entered the prison of the Praetorian Guard like lightning.

Baguazhang, the martial technique Mo Fan used just now is the Baguazhang that almost everyone in the military department has cultivated.

However, it was also Baguazhang, Mo Fan seriously injured Captain Zhang and everyone else with one palm, but Captain Zhang and the others didn't see it at all, this is the common martial art Baguazhang of the military department, and this is the result of Mo Fan's martial arts practice with Dong Lao a few days ago.

"Captain Zhang, you can do it yourself. ”

At the door of the prison, Ji Chongwen, the only one still standing, glanced at Captain Zhang Tingfeng, reminded him coldly, and then followed into the Praetorian Guard prison.

With the experience of coming in last time, Mo Fan was familiar with the road and soon came to the place where Shanhe was imprisoned.

In the cell, all the steel torture instruments from last time were gone, and Shanhe was wearing shackles on his hands, just sitting there calmly, motionless.

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