At this moment, Mo Ruqi's ears moved, and she instantly became conscious, she seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, although it was almost inaudible, but the deep internal force made her hear more and more clearly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuan Ming obviously heard it too, and looked at Mo Ruqi with a solemn expression.

At this moment, Jinxin walked in quickly with a solemn face: "Miss, something happened." ”

Mo Ruqi secretly felt that something was wrong, and instructed as he walked out: "Leshui, you stay here to take care of Jinse." In addition, send someone to inform King Zhongtong not to show his face. Xuanming, Jinxin, you go out with me. ”

Xuan Ming dissuaded: "This is the Eight Music Workshop, I'm afraid that you shouldn't show up, so let Jinxin go out to investigate the situation first." ”

Mo Ruqi nodded in agreement, hid behind the courtyard wall, and listened to the movement at the gate.

At the gate, the sound of horses' hooves had not yet arrived, and the door was already surrounded by people. Obviously, the other side came prepared. Moreover, it is not an ordinary person who can quietly surround the Eight Music Workshop under her nose.

Who knows, before Jin Xin could speak, he heard a familiar voice with thin anger: "Let you Moge Lord come out to see King Beichen." ”

Although this voice was different from seven years ago, Mo Ruqi could still immediately distinguish that it was a dark white voice.

"I don't know if King Beichen has such a big posture, why is he looking for this pavilion?" Mo Ruqi's voice was light and shallow, but with a majestic momentum, like ripples, rippling in the night sky.

Immediately, the people in the Eight Music Workshop stood on both sides, making way for a way, Mo Ruqi Lian moved lightly, standing sideways in front of everyone, and the cold breath in his bones carried the momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

And directly opposite her, surrounded by everyone, a man in a black robe and a golden crown stood on a horse, and the ink-black python robe and the pure black BMW under his crotch blended with the night.

However, the gloomy aura all over his body and the king's momentum in his bones made it impossible not to focus his eyes on him.

And the dark white, dressed in silver-white armor, followed him respectfully.

The dark white on the opposite side didn't know Mo Ruqi and Xuan Ming, who were wearing human skin masks, and his eyes swept over them with a cold chill, and he didn't find anything unusual.

Not far away, Xuan Ming saw the dark white at a glance, his eyes fixed on her, and his slender body was obviously stunned.

I want to think about how the secret guards, who were in love with their brothers and sisters at the beginning, got to the point where they didn't know each other today, and even each of them was the master, and they were against each other!

All kinds of complicated emotions flashed in Xuan Ming's heart, and in the end, there was only a trace of helplessness and heartache.

"Lord Moge, I'm glad we met again." Yuwen Junyan let out a deep voice, and the evil smile on his lips carried a little arrogance that looked down on the world.

Mo Ruqi stood sideways and smiled mockingly: "Looking at King Beichen's posture, he is not as happy as he said. ”

"Naturally, I can't be happy, the princess was injured by the Mo Pavilion Lord, and the pain is unbearable, and I hope that the Mo Pavilion Lord will move to the palace to heal the princess, and the thousand-year-old ice bed has been prepared."

Yuwen Junyan looked like he was taking it for granted, as if he was not here to ask for treatment of his injuries, but to give an order. And the elite behind him has been on alert, as if if Mo Ruqi does not follow King Beichen, they will come forward to take people.

Mo Ruqi was fearless, lowered his eyes and chuckled, and said: "King Beichen really feels sorry for his wife, he was just injured during the day, and he didn't care about the big night, so he surrounded the Bayin Fang. It's just that the thousand-year-old ice bed is ready, but I don't know if the red flame flint is ready? ”

"Red Flame Flint?" Yuwen Junyan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Mo Ruqi's eyes grew cold: "Why should King Beichen pretend to be stupid, you should know why this pavilion hurt the princess." The owner of the Eight Music Workshop is now lying on the bed with the wound of flames and suffering for several days, if the king of Beichen is willing to find the red flame flint and save Jinse, this pavilion will definitely heal the princess's injuries. ”

Yuwen Junyan pretended to be confused: "This king doesn't know what it is, but the antidote to the flames has been given to the pavilion master, and the pavilion master will ignore the morality of the rivers and lakes and hurt people, but I am afraid that he will be spurned by the people in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Mo Ruqi snorted coldly and said: "King Beichen doesn't have to keep saying that the morality of the rivers and lakes is pressing this pavilion, if King Beichen doesn't heal the owner of Jinsefang, the princess's injury can't be cured by this pavilion." ”

As he spoke, Mo Ruqi turned around to leave.

"Lord Moge, please stay!" It's a dark white voice.

Mo Ruqi paused, but did not turn around, his back to them, the strength in his bones was neither humble nor arrogant, even if the opposite was King Beichen, it did not decrease at all. Even because the opposite side was King Beichen, she was even more slight.

"The king's original intention was not to hurt one of your minions, but your people trespassed on the palace first, and the king took action. And the Lord of Moge regarded the palace as nothing, trespassed into the palace, and injured Princess Beichen. If it is reasonable, I am afraid that it is you who will kill the pavilion. And ......"

Secretly Bai looked at the hundreds of elite soldiers from far and near, and said with a contemptuous smile: "If you really make a move, do you really think that the Water Killing Pavilion will be beneficial?" ”

When Mo Ruqi heard this, he turned around with a disdainful smile, and said with a disdainful smile: "Commander Bai is trying to blackmail this pavilion?" No matter how you say it, if it is something that the pavilion is unwilling to do, no one can force the pavilion, so whether this princess can be saved or not, it depends on whether King Beichen wants to save it or not. ”

As he spoke, Mo Ruqi set his eyes on the gloomy King of Beichen: "As Commander Bai said, the owner of Jinse Fang is just a small minion, if you can exchange her for the life of Princess Beichen, this pavilion will not lose, right?" Therefore, King Beichen has time to think about it and listen to it. ”

Mo Ruqi spread her hands indifferently, and the shallow smile on her lips was not very serious for anyone who looked at it.

"You ......" Yuwen Junyan was very angry, but looking at her eyes full of hatred, it seemed that a thorn was choked in her throat, and she couldn't go up or down, but she couldn't say the cruel words.

Every time he met this woman, he was very angry, but the strange thing was that the more angry he was, sometimes the guilt in his heart because of someone would be inexplicably alleviated. He must have been because her eyes looked like someone in his memory.

"Don't talk nonsense, tonight, the Lord of the Moge must go with the king, otherwise, the king doesn't mind the bloodbath of the Eight Music Workshop, the Lord of the Moge is superb, naturally not afraid, but the thousands of soldiers under the king have no eyes on the sword, if you hurt your disciples or this room full of musicians, don't blame the king for not showing mercy."

Yuwen Junhiko looked at her for a long time, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to let her give the result. However, he Yuwen Junyan never fights uncertain battles, and if he wasn't confident, he wouldn't have made a personal trip this big night.