Du Weiwei was hugged by He Xiao, although his brows were frowning, he was really asleep.

He Xiao's expression was still indifferent, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman's face with tears and blood, there was uncontrollable anger in the depths of his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, the ruthlessness in his words gradually revealed: "Even if I don't attack your imperial city today, you Mu Yunjin really think you can turn over?" ”

The man in white's gaze was also cold and deep, looking at He Xiao's eyes, listening to what he said, he was silent and didn't say anything for a long time.

was pushed to the ground by Mu Yunjin before, and when he stood up again, Du Piaoling was already standing far away from Mu Yunjin. His expression was still full of fear and panic.

In an instant, she already felt the sudden change in Mu Yunjin's body.

The next moment, everyone saw that the white figure was instantly vacated, and the cold wind blew his robe extremely elegant, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Yunjin had already fallen in front of He Xiao.

Just like the day of the Fenggu Festival, when Du Weiwei was poisoned, the woman was beaten and held in the man's arms, the difference is that on the original day, Mu Yunjin did not make a move.

One black and one white, the two figures were facing each other, and neither of them spoke first.

He Xiao's hand hugged the woman tightly, and there was a deep light in her eyes.

Mu Yunjin had a cold look, glanced at Du Weiwei, and then met He Xiao's eyes.

After a while, Mu Yunjin's brows moved slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a cold smile: "It's reached such a point, you don't need to beat around the bush." ”

He Xiao's gaze lowered with Mu Yunjin's eyes, glanced at the woman in his arms, and then raised it indifferently and looked at Mu Yunjin: "Mu Yunjin, look at who's coming." ”

As He Xiao's words fell, behind the man in black, among the thousands of military horses, a small path had been awayed, and a man in a dark gray robe had slowly walked out of the crowd with a wooden wheelchair.

The person who came, it was the one who had just arrived, Bei Minglang.

And the old man who was in a wheelchair with vicissitudes in his eyes was the head of the North Styls clan, Bei Styx Feng.

At this moment, his legs were no longer numerous, and he could no longer walk.

The corners of He Xiao's mouth finally slowly hooked up a deep smile, because he clearly felt that the moment Bei Mingfeng and Bei Minglang appeared, the mood of the man in white obviously fluctuated greatly.

The corners of the man's mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't say any more words, but turned around and walked back.

Bei Minglang pushed the wheelchair figure without stopping, and went straight to the direction of Mu Yunjin.

He Xiao hugged Du Weiwei's figure for a moment, and the footsteps of the man in black suddenly stopped for a moment, and his voice fell lightly: "This person, you can dispose of it." ”

This person is naturally talking about Mu Yunjin.

Bei Minglang has never liked to laugh, but when he heard He Xiao's words like this, the corners of his mouth finally slowly hooked up a smile that was indifferent: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

He Xiao naturally knew how deep Bei Minglang's hatred for Mu Yunjin was, because of Mu Yunjin and his mother, Bei Minglang and his mother had not had a good life, and because of Mu Yunjin, his mother has not been able to speak so far.

On his indifferent face, the cold scar glowed with a colder light, and Bei Minglang's hand holding the wheelchair suddenly exerted force, pushing Bei Mingfeng, and stopped in front of Mu Yunjin.

He Xiao's figure had already returned to the back, sent Du Weiwei to the carriage, and told Zi Ko to take care of her, and the figure quickly returned to the front of the army, quietly looking at the direction of Bei Minglang and Mu Yunjin.

If it is possible, today, I am afraid that the entire imperial city can be captured without using a single soldier.

It was originally an atmosphere of competition, but when the scarred man walked in front of Mu Yunjin, he slowly precipitated, revealing a thin and cool air.

Mu Yunjin's gaze sank completely, and fell on Mu Yunfeng in the wheelchair, and in his eyes, there was an extremely strong light of bitterness and anger.

Bei Mingfeng's body was slightly curled up and sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes seemed to be in a trance, his dry hand was on the armrest of the wheelchair, because of the pain, he trembled involuntarily, his eyelids were completely lowered, and he did not raise his head to look at the person in front of him.

The hand in Mu Yunjin's sleeve gradually began to exert force, if he had the intention of fighting before, then at this moment, he was already choked by his weakness.

The dark brown scar on Bei Minglang's face was a little cold and cold, and unlike He Xiao's sight, Bei Minglang's body was extremely deep hatred.

"Mu Yun ......"

As soon as he spoke, Bei Minglang once again evoked a deep smile:

"Perhaps, I should call you, brother."

"Are you right? North Stygian Brocade. ”

With the three words of Bei Ming Jin out, the man with a white figure obviously trembled violently for a moment, and his eyes were glowing with cold light and uneasiness, but he still looked at Bei Ming Feng and did not move away.

On both sides, there were the officials and people of Kyoto, and in the rear, there were He Xiao's troops.

Bei Minglang's words were not high, but they were enough for the people around him to hear clearly.

In an instant, there was an uproar, and everyone heard the three words of Bei Yingjin, and that mood was no longer the mood when he knew that Mu Yunjin had killed his father and mother, but a deep sense of disdain and disgust.

If they were still a little wavering about He Xiao's rebellion before, but at this moment, with the fall of the three words of Bei Mingjin, all their doubts and uneasiness have dissipated.

Mu Yunjin is not a member of the royal family!!

All of this is naturally He Xiao's plan, and he knows very well that once the news that Mu Yunjin is a member of the Northern Underworld is known to the people of the world, he, Mu Yunjin, will never turn over!

After the uproar, the people on both sides involuntarily retreated. In front of the Imperial City Tower, the three men slowly rose into a strange atmosphere that gradually thickened.

"Bei Mingjin, why don't you say hello to our father? Dad, I love you the most. ”

As Bei Minglang's words fell, the man's hand suddenly pushed the wheelchair forward, the wooden wheelchair suddenly moved forward because of inertia, and Bei Mingfeng, who had been hanging his eyes and did not move, instantly seemed to be frightened, his body suddenly curled up, and his mouth kept shouting: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me......"

The wheelchair still moved forward, and it didn't stop until Bei Mingfeng's leg hit Mu Yunjin's leg.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!! Don't kill me!!! Bei Mingfeng's horror was even more obvious, and he screamed out in an instant.