"According to the information obtained by their people, the Liquan gun is in the hands of the eunuch Qin Hui."

Not just intentionally or unintentionally, those people actually arranged to be the messengers between them and Mo Lingquan.

"Oh..."

Mo Lingquan nodded, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is there any news of Qin Hui's eunuch?"

In this regard, Mo Lingquan was not surprised, if the Liquan gun was still in the hands of Yue Wangye, it would be strange.

"Qin Hui secretly pressed Prince Yue to the Storm Pavilion."

Mao Shibai looked at Mo Lingquan with a cold face.

"Storm Pavilion? Okay, I got it. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at the lake in the distance, his face was calm, his tone was flat, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As far as he knew, the Storm Pavilion was not far from here, and with his strength, it could be reached in an hour.

The news was delivered, and Mao Eighteen left without returning, he was going to prepare for saving people in the early morning.

Mo Lingquan was just for the Liquan gun, and they were to save Prince Yue, so they couldn't be careless.

Gently rubbing the long sword in his hand, the cold sword body flashed with a cold glow.

Standing up slightly, a bright moon slowly rose in the eastern sky, wrapping the entire earth with a hazy silver glow.

The night is getting deeper. The wind is blowing, and outside the small building, except for the whistling wind, it is quiet.

I don't know when, the bright moon in the sky hid in the clouds, and the sky became darker and darker, which also provided convenience for the actions of Mo Lingquan and others.

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"Sure enough, it's a good gun..."

In the Wind Wave Pavilion, Qin Hui stroked the Liquan gun in his hand with a look of emotion. For some reason, he couldn't sleep tonight.

Glancing back at the burly figure in front of the attic window not far away, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he was also a member of the strong resistance to the Jin, and finally Chengpo was captured, and he was captured and stayed in the Golden Horde for two years before returning to his homeland after a long absence.

"Hey..."

Placing the Liquan Gun in his hand on the table, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Qin Hui's mouth, he knew that after this incident, his reputation would be stinky.

But he has no principles, as the so-called king wants his ministers to die, and ministers have to die. The Father wants the Son to die, and the Son has to die.

Gaozong wants Prince Yue to die, and as a courtier, he has to share the burden for His Majesty.

Everyone knows that Prince Yue is innocent, but no one dares to stand up, after all, he has been suspicious of the king since ancient times.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing; When the courtiers hate, when will they perish. Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

An impassioned song woke Qin Hui from his thoughts, and at the same time, Mo Lingquan and the others, who had just arrived here, happened to encounter this scene.

"Hey..."

With a soft sigh, a complicated look flashed in Mo Lingquan's eyes.

"Who..."

Above the attic, Yue Wumu's gaze looked towards Mo Lingquan's hiding place.

"It's me..."

Mo Lingquan's figure walked out directly from the shadows, and looked at Yue Wumu with a calm face.

"Be bold and bold and be inspired to break into the Storm Pavilion."

Qin Hui directly broke out of the window, holding Yue Wumu's Liquan gun tightly in his right hand, and looked at Mo Lingquan with a cold face.

"What are you? It's just a eunuch who is neither male nor female. ”

Mo Lingquan turned his head and looked at Mo Lingquan with a sneering expression.

"Die..."

Qin Hui was furious, and as soon as the Liquan gun in his hand was tightened, he stabbed towards Mo Lingquan.

"Boom..."

The three shots with one face were pointed directly at Mo Lingquan's upper, middle and lower three roads, and at this time, those who rescued Yue Wumu also came out.

"Hmph..."

Mo Lingquan snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly made a move, officially Hidden Sword Pavilion stunt, "Thirteen Swords of the Divine Dao", a sword is as fast as a sword, and all of them hit the spear in Qin Hui's hand, making the Liquan spear in Qin Hui's hand, who was not good at spears, fly out of his hand.

"Lord Yue, we're here to save you."

At this time, with mental calculation or unintentional, the officers and troops of Fengbo Pavilion have been suppressed.

"You..."

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yue Wumu's mouth, Qin Hui just couldn't find his crime before he was convicted of a trumped-up crime.

"Go ahead, I won't go with you."

Yue Wumu looked calmly at the knights who came to greet him.

"Lord Yue... Come with us. ”

A blue-shirted swordsman led by him looked at Lord Yue with a respectful expression.

"The king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have to die, the father wants the son to die, and the son has to die."

Yue Wumu looked at the blue-shirted swordsman with a solemn expression.

"Foolish..."

Mo Lingquan took the flying Liquan Gun in his hand, and without looking at it, he put it into the space of Sumeru mustard seeds.

"Looking for death..."

The Liquan gun that had just arrived was snatched, which made Qin Hui very angry. The long sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and attacked Mo Lingquan's five key points with lightning speed, such as the dovetail, the giant que, the sea of qi, and Guan Yuan.

Mo Lingquan snorted coldly, the blade of the long sword in his hand turned, and a sword suddenly came out from the east.

When he landed, everyone's eyes only felt that the bright moon in the sky was hanging high, and the fairy in white clothes fell into the mortal dust.

Just lost his mind, and when everyone reacted, the sword qi was all over the sky.

"Puff puff..."

A large number of the imperial court officials and soldiers of the Fengbo Pavilion fell down at the same time, and they fell with a smile under the sword light in the sky.

Suddenly, the sword light in the sky condensed, and it turned into a shock, stabbing at Qin Hui.

Heaven and earth changed color, and Qin Hui, who had come to his senses, only felt cold all over his body, and when he exhaled and inhaled, it seemed that sword qi entered from his mouth and nose, and he was struggling to burn.

"My life is on hold..."

Qin Hui's eyes widened, and at this moment, he felt that death was so close to him.

"Zheng..."

A loud sound of gold and iron resonating sounded, which made people look sideways.

"He can't die, you are trying to trap me in the name of disloyalty, unfilial piety, and unkindness."

Yue Wumu looked at Mo Lingquan with a bitter face, and said slowly, his tone hoarse.

"Lord Yue, at this time, do you still have to be loyal to that faint monarch?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Yue Wumu, who had taken his powerful sword with just two fingers, with a sneering expression.

"On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. Under the whole world, it is not the king's land. ”

Yue Wumu looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face.

"But he's going to kill you..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Yue Wumu with a bitter face, he didn't know why, he suddenly wanted to save him, according to his previous thoughts, but he took the Liquan gun and left.

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die."

Yue Wumu looked at Mo Lingquan with burning eyes, and said word by word.

"Foolishness..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Yue Wumu with a sarcastic expression.