After the funeral of Princess Zhongshan, Qiyun said goodbye to his father and brother's family, and embarked on the journey back to Pingcheng of Wei with Mo Chuan.

Mo Qi drove the carriage, stepped on the ice and snow, and walked for a long time. Qiyun lifted the curtain and saw that the carriage was not on the road it came, so he couldn't help but ask Mo Chuan: "Palace Master, where are we going?" ”

"From here back to Wei, I'll take you to a place by the way. That place is called Yuegu Mountain, and that's where my Murong clan people hide. Mo Chuan opened his slightly narrowed phoenix eyes and replied briefly.

The mountain road gradually became rugged, and the more you walked, the more desolate it became. There was a faint sound of shouting and screaming and blades colliding in front of him, and Qiyun was a little frightened when he heard it, and looked sideways at Mo Chuan. I saw that his body was shocked, he lifted the curtain, snatched Mo Qi's horsewhip, and struck hard, the horse was in pain, and walked quickly on the snow.

Passing through a narrow mountain road, a large vast plain suddenly appeared in front of me, and I saw two roads of people and horses fighting on the snow of the plain, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky. One group of people and horses was dressed like Xianbei people, but it was not a Wei army, and the other group of people and horses was actually a Rouran cavalry.

"Stop!" Mo Chuan roared angrily, and before the words fell, he rose into the air and instantly floated into the crowd of fighting. His white clothes were better than snow, and he became one with the gray sky and the white earth. The murderous aura he rolled up was terrifying, like a strong wind hitting and the mountains were overwhelming. He drew a soft sword from his belt, and everywhere his figure went, there were screams, and dozens of Rouran officers and soldiers fell into the snow, blood coming out of their necks stained the snow red.

When the group of Xianbei people saw Mo Chuan's figure, they cheered in unison: "The palace master has arrived, we are saved!" Worm dog thief, get out of our Moon Lonely Mountain! ”

The Rouran cavalry saw that the leader of the team died tragically in one move, and the formation was chaotic, and thousands of people scattered and fled.

"Want to go? Invade Yuegu Mountain, deceive my Murong clan, and leave your life! Mo Chuan let out a long roar, his body was as ethereal as a ghost, and he fell in front of the Rouran leader horse in an instant, and slapped his heavenly spirit cover with a volley. The leader of the Rouran let out a half-terrible howl, and fell straight off his horse, a wisp of blood running from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the lord of the Chaoying Palace was taking the lead, the people of the Murong clan of Yuegu Mountain greatly increased their courage and pursued with all their might. In a short time, the defeated Rouran cavalry were cut off from their horses and fell in a pool of blood, and the snow was gradually stained red with blood.

When all this was over, Mo Chuan turned around and walked slowly to Qiyun's side, his white clothes falling off, not a drop of blood. There was a grim smile on his jade-like face, not like he had returned from the Shura field, but just like a leisurely stroll. He stood with his sword in his hand, and the mountain wind blew Mochuan's robe, standing proudly, like an iceberg white phoenix with wings ready to fly.

He looked at the battlefield where his clansmen were packing up the spoils, and said slowly: "Zhuohua, do you know the way?" My Murong clan has established five Yan kingdoms in the north, and they were famous in the past, but unfortunately they are now in ashes. The Tuoba clan of Wei treated the descendants of my Murong clan and killed them; When you Huanglongguo Feng saw it, you also expelled it. Our Murong clan can only live in the sparsely populated Yuegu Mountain, struggling to survive at the junction of the border between the Wei State and your Huanglong Kingdom.

Yuegu Mountain is secluded and desolate, with little harvest, and is often infested by worm dog thieves. I want to be the Murong clan, a descendant of the Gaoxin clan, to establish the Xianbei country, 'the way of the two instruments of the world, following the appearance of the sun, moon and stars'. Now he is like a lost dog, and he can't live in fear. As long as I am in the world for one day, I will definitely restore the former glory of the Murong clan! He pointed to the sky, words like ice, sentences like beads, and sounded loudly.

After that, he didn't look at Qiyun, turned around and walked to the side of the path. Qiyun didn't know what he meant, and hesitated for a moment to follow.

The snow on the mountain was vast, and Mo Chuan walked very fast, Qiyun followed closely behind, turning a corner and missing him. Qiyun panted and chased after him, and when he was looking around blankly, he saw Mo Chuan standing in front of a mound of earth, motionless like a jade carving. Qiyun stepped forward to take a closer look, it was a tomb, and there was a tablet in front of the tomb, which read: Tomb of Father Moyi, Tomb of Mother Limingyue.

Mo Chuan lifted the hem of his white robe and knelt in front of the tomb. Qiyun stood on one side and only listened to him: "Daddy and mother are above, and I am worshiped by Chuan'er." Chuan'er can't help herself, and she can't worship her father and mother from time to time. May my father and mother have a spirit in the sky, protect the children to complete the great cause as soon as possible, and comfort the ancestors. Then he bowed down and bowed.

Qiyun looked at Mo Chuan, thinking of his mother who had just passed away, and felt the pain of bereavement. She remained silent and quietly accompanied him.

After a long time, Mo Chuan got up and said to her: "King Helian of Xia is fierce and vicious, in order to avenge the hatred of the clan, he began his revenge plan after taking refuge in Hou Qin Yaoxing. He built Langming Valley, and specialized in searching for beautiful women and training them to be killers. In the troubled times, there are many girls who are alone and homeless, and my mother is one of them. As one of the goddesses of Langming, she wanted to make a contribution, infiltrated the Wei State, and infiltrated the Chaoying Palace, wanting to take the life of the Chaoying Palace Master. Chaoying Palace was serving Emperor Tuoba of the Ming Yuan Dynasty at that time, and if the Chaoying Palace was destroyed, it would be like cutting off one of the arms of the Emperor of Wei. ”

"My mother infiltrated the Asakei Palace, but she couldn't help but be attracted to my father and gradually gave up the mission of assassination, but how could Helian Bobo let them go? When I was twelve, the killers of Langming Valley broke through the defenses of the Asakei Palace. My parents dismissed everyone in the Chaoying Palace, took me to Tibet, and hid here. ”

"And take your sister Yinxue with you?" Qiyun asked.

Mo Chuan shook his head and said, "No, Yin Xue is not my sister." She was the daughter of the people of the Asakage Palace, and his parents didn't want to leave back then, and they died to save my father, so my parents took her under their knees as a daughter. ”

No wonder Mo Chuan is strict and cold to people, but he is a little spoiled by Yin Xue, and Yin Xue can do it recklessly without having to bear the burden of recovering the country.

"Yuegu Mountain is secretive, coupled with the protection of the clansmen, and has escaped the pursuit of Langming Valley. However, my father was seriously injured, and my mother was also poisoned by the Gu poison of Langming Valley, which was called the poison of Langhua, and the poisoned person gradually became like jade, silent, and died in a few months at most. ”

"In those months, I watched my mother gradually become like jade every day, unable to hug me or kiss me. My father tried his best, but there was nothing he could do. Shortly after my mother died, my father died of his injuries. Later, my subordinates in the Ying Palace took the tokens left by me and my father and took refuge in the Ming Yuan Emperor of Wei to Tuoba Hei. He remembered my father's friendship with him and took me in, and secretly re-supported the Chaoying Palace, which led to today's situation. My father left his last words before he died, he failed to return to the country, he hurt his virtue, he died without seeing his ancestors, so he went to the crown and covered his face with his hair, and the name engraved on the tombstone could not restore the surname Murong. ”

When Mo Chuan said all this, his face was calm, his voice was clear and painful, and the pain seeped into Qiyun's heart.

The most painful thing in the world is to see your loved ones in front of your eyes, life gradually passing away, but you are helpless and powerless. Parents hide their faces and bury them, ashamed of their ancestors. When he was born, he was burdened with the mission of his clansmen to restore the country with difficulty, can he carry it?