"Please." The cold Blood Guard withdrew his weapons and let the soldiers go along. They don't look at Yunguo in their eyes at all, not to mention, doing things here is completely following the orders of Mu Cangyun, King of Cen, to protect the imperial city and protect the emperor. In their eyes, even if you cut them down, don't want them to confess the Lord.

This is the Blood Guard, the Blood Guard who lives only for one person.

"It seems that the blood guard of the cloud country is quite interesting, and there is a little favor, I know how to protect you. I heard that they were trained by Mu Cangyun, very strong soldiers, and they were only loyal to one person. At the beginning, in order to obtain this soldier, King Yun did not hesitate to pay a price, and led a thousand external elite soldiers of the blood guard to commit suicide, and the king of Yun was frightened and did not dare to fight their doctrine, or His Royal Highness King Cen asked the blood guard to obey King Yun's orders, and this matter was settled. I don't know when, the scholar has woken up, lying on his back basket and laughing.

Feng Xiaoxiao just glanced at the people at the city gate coldly, and said indifferently: "So what? ”

"How? You can think of how strong His Royal Highness King Cen was in the beginning. It's a pity that the events of two years ago changed his life, otherwise he would still be a legend of the Cloud Kingdom until now. The scholar said with a smile, cleared his throat, learned the singing, dancer hands, and learned to play: "It is said that Mu Cangyun, the god of war of the Cloud Kingdom, has a red armor short spear, a war horse and a snow owl, three thousand blood guards can attack ten cities, and five thousand elites can break a country." The horn wolf smoke, laughing through the enemy army, spanning for ten years, has not met the enemy. ”

"Stop, stop, such a bullish character, he is not in a wheelchair yet. In the drama, a lot of it is deceitful. It's not that this scholar sings ugly, but Feng Xiaoxiao really can't imagine that Mu Cangyun, who is so wolf every time, will be so great in the opera. Such a contrast is really difficult for her to accept.

Almost choked by his own spit, the scholar patted his chest and said: "What kind of drama, this is a real deed." His Royal Highness King Cen of the Cloud Country was so strong at the beginning. If it weren't for the failure of his rush two years ago, the guide's legs would not have become like this. But fortunately, when His Royal Highness King Cen conquered the world, he made a lot of good friends, and he also had a relationship with the island owner of Gayageum, so Gayumhai cared about Yunguo very much. ”

"You said that he is such a good character, why didn't Gayage directly heal his legs, but let him stay in the cloud country to be humiliated?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked with an eyebrow.

Slightly stunned, the scholar scratched his head and said, "You, don't you know? Everyone in the whole cloud country knows that King Cen Mu Cangyun is a well-known filial son. More than ten years ago, when Concubine De died, he prayed to King Yun to hide Concubine De in the imperial tomb, kneel in the snow for three days, and ask for troops to leave the imperial city. ”

"And ......" the scholar dragged his chin and muttered, "That year, King Yun and King Cen made a promise, King Yun promised to move Concubine De to the imperial tomb, and King Cen automatically gave up the position of prince and became Prince Cen who assisted the crown prince. This was more than ten years, and it was not until two years ago that he returned to the imperial city. Just came back and this happened. ”

"Wait, you mean that Mu Cangyun has been fighting outside since he was a child, but he was recalled in the past two years, and then, his legs were disabled?" The cold light in his black eyes suddenly appeared, and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but tremble in his heart, so in this way, someone deliberately framed Mu Cangyun? Murong Bo's attitude towards Mu Cangyun was seen by Feng Xiaoxiao, how could such a father watch Mu Cangyun make a comeback.

Could it be that Mu Cangyun's legs were mutilated by them?

No way!

The whole body trembled, Feng Xiaoxiao took a few breaths of cold air in a row, the so-called tiger poison does not eat children, Mu Cangyun has given up the throne and is willing to become the master to assist Murong Chuge, so Murong Bo has no need to harm him at all, what is the reason for this, his legs...... I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Looking at the tangled Feng Xiaoxiao, the scholar couldn't help but laugh, and said jokingly: "Girl, you are Princess Cen, the person who sleeps next to King Cen's pillow, how can you not know these stories." You ......"

"The messenger of the Gayageum has arrived in ......" was about to say something alive when he was interrupted alive, and the scholar and Feng Xiaoxiao raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the city gate.

The eight horses led the way, and the people sitting on the horses were all in black armor and helmets, and even their cheeks were covered by a black veil, so that they could not be seen clearly. The team that slowly walked out suppressed all the cheers. A heavy breath came out, and the people around him kept retreating.

The iron-blooded breath of death, how can ordinary people who have not experienced life and death understand this breath. Under the oppression of the breath of death, no one can resist it. The original lively atmosphere dimmed suddenly, as if a happy event had turned into a funeral, and it was extremely depressing.

Fortunately, after the eight horses entered the city gate, they went out on both sides, and the one at the back slowly walked out. The people on the horse were completely different from the other eight. He was wearing a red armor, and the golden lines looked even more domineering under his red armor. On top of his breastplate, there was a golden lotus flower, which was the mark of the Gayahae. The lotus flower is such a feminine symbol, which makes people feel ridiculous, but when he wears it, he doesn't have the slightest feminine taste. The tall figure stood, like a king in the world, pulling the reins of the horse and walking step by step.

The red mask blocked most of his cheeks, revealing only his right eye, and Liuhai on the left blocked his left eye, his gaze swept across the crowd, but only the two kneeling on the ground remained. Impartially, he walked towards the two kneeling men.

"He's coming towards us, do you see the lotus on his breastplate?" The scholar's whole body tightened, and he subconsciously pulled Feng Xiaoxiao's shirt to remind her to pay attention.

His eyes closed slightly, and Feng Xiaoxiao only felt that the man in red armor in front of him had a familiar aura, but he couldn't remember who this man was. Looking at him coming, her eyes stayed on his lotus, the golden lines seemed to have aura, and in the flashes of light, she saw the pattern printed on the inside of the lotus.

"Down the turtle and up the snake, this is ...... The totem of Xuanwu! Feng Xiaoxiao said differently, but when he looked at the lotus again, it was still a golden light, but the pattern just now was gone. What's going on, the Xuanwu printed inside the lotus?

She was puzzled, but the scholar on the side was even more shocked, her black eyes couldn't help but constrict, and she subconsciously asked, "Did you see the totem in his lotus just now?" ”

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