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Wang Yong's eyes were deep, he glanced at Mo Li deeply, and did not speak for a long time, but his hand was placed at the position of the hilt of the sword, as if he was thinking, what a chance he would have if he did it at this time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Li also stood quietly and let him look at it, anyway, he would not lose a piece of meat if he was looked at twice.

After being in the mission world for so long, she has long been used to being seen.

"Murong Chong, the emperor is majestic and strategic, and he is fighting in all directions, why do you want to rebel? Is it because Dayan was destroyed? ”

"The law of survival is the law of survival, look at those soldiers of Dayan who collapse without a fight, even if there is no Great Qin, it will not last long."

Wang Yong sighed and tried to convince Mo Li.

Along the way, they sympathized with each other, a bit of brotherhood, if he could, he really didn't want to choose to meet each other.

Mo Li spread his hands and followed Wang Yong's words and said, "You are also talking about the law of the jungle, so it is another matter if he and I have the upper hand." ”

"What I want is this splendid mountains and rivers, all in my hands, not to divide one side and be a king who is not rightly named."

"The general trend of the world, it will be together for a long time, why can't the person who is together be me."

Mo Li said calmly, with Murong Chong's talent and learning, he was enough to be an emperor.

Wang Yong's heart was shocked, obviously a little surprised by Mo Li's words.

The splendid mountains and rivers are all in my hands, these people keep echoing in Wang Yong's mind, so that at this moment, Mo Li has a permanent portrait in his mind.

After a long time, Wang Yongcai spoke again and said, "I really didn't expect that the Murong clan and others like you really regretted saving you from the emperor's hands, what if your reputation was damaged, at least they imprisoned you." ”

"It seems that wanting to be brothers is just wishful thinking on my part, and we will only be enemies in the future."

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Parting ways with Wang Yong was originally expected by Mo Li, the Wang family was loyal to Fu Jian, not to mention that this person was still Wang Meng's most valued son.

Wang Yong's education since childhood was loyalty, so they were bound to be enemies.

The treatment of the Murong family this time is far less good than in the plot, even if Princess Qinghe enters the palace, she is quite favored.

But no matter what, the place where the Murong clan stayed except for Mo Li was still good.

Whether Fu Jian was trying to vent her anger or make her succumb, she was sent by Fu Jian to a poor country far away from Chang'an that had been a place of exile for a hundred years.

Murray didn't care, it was the same everywhere to her.

Such a chaotic place is more conducive to her establishing her own power, and slowly trying to figure it out.

So, Mo Li left Chang'an in a light car, and no one from the Murong clan came to see him off.

After all, they still remember the situation when she confronted Fu Jian that day.

Mo Li raised her eyebrows, this is fine, there is no concern, the world is at her disposal, every time she completes the task, she is more aggrieved, this time let her be wanton.

Murong Chong has also been suppressed for too long, maybe it's not bad to do it once in a wanton manner.

There was a warm smile on the corner of Mo Li's mouth, which made the already stunning face even more beautiful, overshadowing the heavens and the earth.

Of course, I want to make the little girl passing by lose her heart.

Who said that parting must have sorrow, isn't it better to have no worries in this way?

Mo Li rode a thin horse and stepped out of the city gate of Chang'an.

Chang'an, a bustling city, she will definitely come back.

When the time comes, this city that has left countless legends will change hands, Murong Chong, this name is good.

The word Fenghuang is also domineering enough.

A long, long time after Mo Li left, a figure appeared in the small tea stall next to the city gate, Wang Yong.

He stared in the direction Mo Li had left, and didn't turn around for a long time.

In Wang Yong's heart, this Murong Chong is an outlier.

As a slave of the dead country, he is still chic and wanton, and even his sharpness is eye-catching and enviable.

To be honest, it is really good to have such a brother, but from the very beginning their respective positions doomed them not to be friends, but only enemies.

He had a faint hunch that the next time they met, this talented young man who was once famous in the Great Yan Kingdom would definitely be the return of the king, and no one could stop him.

Anyway, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, in the years of his father's conquest of the Quartet, countless people have died in his hands, and dying in the hands of others in the future can be regarded as a kind of retribution.

Wang Yong knew that he would not be the opponent of Emperor Feng of Yan Kingdom.

Along the way, he knew the unfathomable nature of the Phoenix Emperor best, as if he knew everything in this world.

There is no fear, no fear, let alone anything else.

Phoenix, is a person without a heart.

This is Wang Yong's deepest experience, or her heart no longer knows where it is left.

is obviously a twelve-year-old boy, but it gives him a feeling of vicissitudes of time and ups and downs.

Knowing that he was leaving, he came to see him off.

But because of the relationship between the two, he can't show his face, and at this moment, he can only say a word to the wind and sand that he cherishes.

He knew that the Holy Lord would not let Emperor Feng leave like this, and it would definitely be difficult to go all the way south.

But he believes that the phoenix will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune.

No, it should be more accurate to say that when you meet a god, you kill a god, and when you meet a Buddha, you kill a Buddha.

has never lost its edge, so how can it be said that the silver sword is out of the sheath? His sword was always at his side.

From the bright sun to the setting sun, Wang Yong, a famous general from all over the world, turned into a statue at the gate of the city and stopped for a long time.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew what he was waiting for.

When Wang Yong returned home, he saw a dagger stuck in the wall of his study.

Say goodbye for ten years, and wait for Ben Gongzi to come back to you for a drink.

The handwriting is free and easy, like the person who is extremely sharp, and even the dagger seems to be public.

Wang Yong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then pinned the dagger to his waist.

Decade?

Was Emperor Feng telling him that they would officially be enemies in ten years?

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Mo Li's journey to the south was indeed not very smooth, bandits, homeless people, and robbers were endless, clamoring one by one to snatch him back as the lady of the village.

Mo Li was surprised in her heart, in troubled times, it was normal to have bandits, but she couldn't do it one after another, as if she knew her itinerary and was waiting for her in advance.

The most important thing is that the quality of the bandits is getting higher and higher each time, and later it is more like a well-trained army, which is forbidden by order and is far from being comparable to ordinary bandits.

So the next time he was robbed, Mo Li resisted a little and complied.

When she went up the hill after a heavy checkpoint and saw the person sitting in the main seat, Mo Li was a little dumbfounded.

Although his face was very tight, Mo Li still recognized this person as Fu Jian at a glance.

This is not to say how unforgettable Fu Jian is, she has always remembered it, but it is really to the extent that she remembers more of a person's divine sense.

Not to mention, she also has a knack for memorability.