Mo Wen seemed to have been drained of his strength, and finally Zangfeng's sword drooped down, and walked out step by step, asking the place where Wang Yin, the head of Wu, was buried, and went straight out of the palace. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Wen stood still, two lines of tears hung on his face, speechless and unstoppable, just sighed incessantly.

After a long time, the tears on Mo Wen's face had been dried, and a man he had never seen walked to the grave and put down a jar of wine: "This son knows him?"

Mo Wen turned his head: "Friend, good friend!"

"Oh, but I've never heard him talk about the past. The man poured three glasses of wine.

"We've only known each other for a few days, but alas, he died like this. Mo Wen's tone was filled with a hint of unbearability, a hint of unwillingness, and unwillingness for Wang Yin.

"Wang Yin, you and I have known each other for many years, but I didn't expect that I hadn't seen each other for just a year, but I have been separated forever, today, I came to see you!" The man picked up a glass of wine and sprinkled it in front of the grave.

Mo Wen watched all this quietly, and the man picked up the second glass of wine: "This glass of wine, I'll drink it for you, Wang Yin, this is a drink you owe me, I've been waiting for a whole year, if I don't drink it today, I don't know how long it will take next time." ”

"Wang Yin, when you were dedicated to being an official, I persuaded you, you always relied on how smart you were and didn't care, how is it now? Some things are involuntarily, you are quiet now, no one disturbs you, but you have made me miserable, not only to come to see you, but also to avenge you! I also drank this glass of wine, count you thank me!" The man tilted his head, and poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

Mo Wen saw a little tear flashing in the corner of the man's eyes: "This big brother ......"

The man waved his hand: "Since you are Wang Yin's friend, let's have a drink too." As he spoke, he handed over the entire jar.

Mo didn't say a word, he took it and raised his head to drink, saying that he was drinking, but in fact, he was pouring, and the man laughed: "Happy, you kid is much happier than Wang Yin." ”

"Although I have known Mr. Wang for a short time, I admire him very much, I am dedicated to the Lord and loyal to the country, and I should not end up like this!"

"Hehe~ Lord, for what master? Wang Yin did his best to be loyal, but what did he get in exchange? Lord Wang, I will take his life today!" As soon as the man said this, Mo Wen was immediately startled and looked at the man in surprise.

A cruel smile hung on the man's face: "They designed to kill Wang Yin, they should have thought that they would have such a day!"

"The prince can't be killed!"

"Huh?!" The man raised his eyebrows: "Can't kill? There is no one who can't be killed, is it possible that the prince can't kill, Wang Yin can kill?"

"Hey!" Mo Wen sighed: "This eldest brother, I just heard from you, you have also been a friend of Mr. Wang for many years, you should know how he treats the prince? You should also hear how the prince treats him? Now the reason why he chose to die like this is for the prince!"

"Shit, who are you, how are you talking for that dog prince?" the man looked at Mo with an unkind face and asked.

Mo Wen took a step back slightly, and the anger exuded from the man's body made Mo Wen a little frightened: "I live in the palace, but I don't speak for the prince, I really know that this is Mr. Wang's idea, and you are his friend, so that's why it's like this, I just came from the palace, it turns out that I also want to seek justice for Mr. Wang, but in the end I gave up." ”

"Why?"

"For Mr. Wang!"

"What is the truth of this? Could it be that Wang Yin died in vain?"

"Of course he won't die in vain, Wang Yin died in the struggle for the imperial court, and he died very unjustly, but it was to protect the prince, if you kill the prince, wouldn't you have failed his last wish?"

The man was silent, turned his head to look at Wang Yin's tomb, and seemed to hate iron and steel: "Wang Yin, Wang Yin, you are stupid!

"People can't be resurrected after death, and brother Tai also asks for condolences!"

The man snorted coldly and left directly, Mo Wen shouted behind him, "What's the name of Brother Tai?"

"Thirty-three!"

Mo Wen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thirty-three? Is this the name? Then he shook his head, bowed to Wang Yin three more times, and turned to leave, but did not return to the palace, but found a tavern outside the city and sat down: "Xiao Er, a pot of wine, a plate of vegetables, a plate of beef!"

It wasn't until the wine and food were all served that I noticed that the people sitting in this tavern seemed to be all martial arts people, all with guns and sticks, and I couldn't help but be a little cautious.

"Hehe, where did this little white face come from, it's really strange to come to this Tiger Roaring Tower!" A bearded man held a piece of chicken leg in one hand and a large bowl of wine in the other, looking at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen only didn't hear it, he should eat and drink, the bearded man saw Mo Wen ignoring it, and was a little annoyed: "Boy, grandpa is talking to you again, are you dumb?"

Mo Wen's eyes were cold, and the chopsticks he had just picked up were put down again, and at this moment, a person in a cyan robe walked in: "As usual!"

And the originally arrogant beard, suddenly wilted, Mo Wen could see that it was this person who came, this beard suddenly became subsidy, I couldn't help but look again, and saw that this person was about thirty, he was a Confucian student, his face was sallow, as if he had some serious illness, and his waist was slightly bulging behind him, it seemed that he had hidden some weapons.

Seeing Mo Wen looking at himself, Confucian smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass, Mo Wen also quickly picked up the wine glass, the two did not speak, but drank the wine, and then they ate their own food, regardless of each other......