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No matter how miserable Mo Qingpeng is now, once he goes out, he will let the tiger return to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles in the future.

Mo Qing'an thrashed his fists hatefully, blaming him for a whim, wanting Mo Qingpeng to live until the day when Mo Zhao became the son, and seeing with his own eyes how the position of the head of the Mo family passed through his bloodline, which delayed the best opportunity to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

"Chase, chase!!" Mo Qing'an was so angry that he couldn't even care about the ceremony, and personally led the team to chase him out of the city.

Mo Qingpeng must not stay.

The ninth sister and Zhao Yu looked at each other, watching Lord Zhu deal with this mess of bad things, after all, Mo Zhao's ancestor worship ceremony had to continue.

"King Zhenbei is arrogant," Zhao Yu smiled, he should have seen such a simple thing, but the matter of taking down Mo Qingpeng in one fell swoop made King Zhenbei fluttering, and he didn't take the little Mo Yingqi in his eyes at all.

But he forgot that Mo Yingqi was also cultivated by Second Master Mo and the Zhao family according to the standards of the heirs of the Mo family, and he was also a descendant of the Mo family who was familiar with the art of war and practiced martial arts.

"It's not just frivolous, it's also chaotic." The ninth sister shook her head, this king of Zhenbei made a wrong step, and it seemed that he was going to be led by Mo Yingqi's nose.

The girl and Zhao Yu glanced at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

The sacrifice is still continuing, and Mo Zhao can only enter the main hall that can only be entered by the descendants of the Mo family, and the deep part of the hall is the Mo family ding.

And those who were invited to watch the ceremony were invited to drink tea in the auditorium outside the temple, and they could see the flickering fluorescence of the priest Mo family in the distance through the window.

"It's called a ceremony, it's so stingy." Seven knives sat in a chair with their lips pouted, not in the mood to look at it at all.

"The clan tripod is a heavy weapon, how can it be casually admired by outsiders, especially the Mo family, a military clan, the clan tripod is particularly important, and their viewing ceremony is not like this." The ninth sister said that the last time she came, it was even worse, and she didn't even have a room to drink tea.

The girl walked to the window, her shoulders tense.

"Ninth sister, why are you so nervous?" Seven knives smirked at her for refreshments.

The Mo family is really attentive this time, in addition to inviting important people from all over Yanzhou to watch the ceremony, even the tea and snacks are bothered to arrange, which is already rare in the Mo family.

"King Zhenbei left with a large number of men and horses, but Mo Zhao is poorly guarded here, don't you think, it's very suitable?" The ninth sister frowned.

Who is the tiger who has been transferred away now, it is not certain.

"Bell!" There was a sonorous clash of metal.

"It's time to sacrifice the Ding!" Seven knives shouted, and everyone who watched the ceremony also walked to the window, and from a distance, they could see Mo Zhao standing in front of the clan ding with the jade carving of the spirit jade level last time.

In an instant, a cluster of long arrows shot out from the eaves, and the spinning arrows swished and shot towards Mo Zhao.

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Outside the dungeon of the Mo family, a team of thorn-faced men escorted a seriously injured man and fled in a hurry.

Behind them, the horses' hooves galloped, driving them into the dense forest, and they were on a dead end.

"Mo Qingpeng, you can't run away!" The generals who rode their horses and chased wildly shouted, in a vain attempt to disturb the morale of the army.

Second Master Mo was embarrassed, and still managed to escape.

"Childe said, let you get out and join him on the outskirts of the city." There were less than ten people left to block the stray arrows and whispered.

"Get out, can you still get out? That kid is using me as bait. Mo Qingpeng covered the bleeding sword wound on his chest, put one hand on the stabbing man, quickly ran forward, and laughed wildly: "It is worthy of my Mo Qingpeng's son, ruthless enough, ruthless enough." ”

He Mo Qingpeng's life is going to be explained here today, but it is worth it to transfer Mo Qingan, a tiger, and buy time for Mo Yingqi.

"No way, big boss!" The remaining five or six people dragged Mo Qingpeng to hide in a dense forest formed by a dirt slope, and they could only defend it.

"Second brother, what's the trouble." Mo Qing'an rode his horse and wandered outside the dense forest, arrogant: "I have a fire, you can't even get decency." ”

"Heh, big brother, you're still so ruthless." Mo Qingpeng struggled, shook off the obstruction of several thorny people, and stood up to face Mo Qing'an.

Mo Qing'an waved his hand and asked the archer with a high posture to put down his bow and arrows, and he also wanted to say a few words to this second brother.

After all, it's the last sentence.

"The second brother and the brother have fought for a lifetime, from a woman, to the position, interesting?" Mo Qing'an said coldly: "You and I are compatriots, why bother." ”

"Why bother, I should ask you this sentence!" Mo Qingpeng's chest sword wound was bleeding, but he couldn't stop his excited emotions: "What name is yours, your wife is yours, what else do you want, if it weren't for the fact that you have always wanted to kill everything-"

"I'm going to kill them all?" Mo Qing'an was furious, and with a whip, Mo Qingpeng was born.

He stubbornly raised his face, just like when the two brothers had a dispute when he was young, he respected the eldest brother but refused to admit defeat.

Mo Qing'an clenched the horsewhip tightly and wanted to lead the horse back.

"Big brother!" Mo Qingpeng staggered two steps.

Mo Qing'an stopped the horse's head, and Mo Qingpeng's trembling voice sounded in his ears: "Do you really want to marry her?" ”

"Big brother," Mo Qingpeng took two more steps: "Don't go wrong, give up." ”

"Am I wrong? I'm all for the Mo family, what's wrong with me, you say! Mo Qing'an yelled, and the horsewhip was directed: "If you hadn't been stumbling on me and splitting the military power, I would have raised my whip to the south and accepted that great river and mountain!" ”

"The army of tigers and wolves in the north, the moment you go south, this Yanzhou foundation will cease to exist!" Mo Qingpeng was also furious, as if he had returned to the dispute between the two brothers when he was young.

Mo Qing'an was furious: "Bastard! My Mo family's iron-blooded man, I'm still afraid of the group of little horse slaves in the north! ”

"Manu?" Mo Qingpeng laughed and pointed behind him: "Where do you think these dead soldiers behind me were collected from, Yanzhou?" ”

Mo Qing'an was silent.

"It's a borderland! It's the frontier that you don't want to care about and don't want to reclaim! Mo Qingpeng said angrily.

"If you can show the strength you have saved, the north will be recovered long ago, and this group of orphans will not become orphans, let alone be used by me, this is your price!"

Mo Qing'an looked at the five or six thorn-faced young men standing up behind Mo Qingpeng, his expression solemn.

For so many years, Mo Qingpeng has been fighting the main battle, advocating the recovery of the border land to protect those border people on the border between Yanzhou and the nomads in the north, but he feels that this is a waste of resources, and he wants to accumulate strength to get a large area of land in the Zhou Dynasty, and then say anything to pacify the frontier.

But in the end, he was wrong.

No, he's a brother, he can't be wrong.

Mo Qingpeng covered his heart, his eyes gradually drifted, and he complained with a crying voice: "You robbed my woman, we are brothers, but you robbed my woman." ”

"Ah Peng," Mo Qing'an closed his eyes, "she is not worthy of you." ”

Mo Qingpeng looked up blankly.

Mo Qing'an had already turned the horse's head and whispered: "I also have that birthmark." ”