"That, I'm blind, General Mao don't take it to heart." Ling Yun hurriedly remedied, however, the words had already been spoken, and Ling Yun was now just talking about the flowers, and it was useless.

"Honglu will be handed over to the prime minister, and General Mao is worried about it." The cool voice like a clear spring came, an indifferent word, but there was a peace that stabilized people's hearts.

"Hahaha, Mo Xichen, you are a rat, do you have the ability to come out and fight alone with your own division, and you don't dare to come out to see your national division when you hide on the city wall." Honglu, who was riding on the lion, was dressed in a red robe, and he was majestic, and the "roar" of the lion roared, as if it could change the color of the wind and clouds in an instant.

A white dress is not stained with dust, dancing with the wind, rolling up the white clothes and flying, the beautiful arc, like the floating clouds in the sky, spreading outside the sky, the clouds are rolling in general, high above the nine heavens like a fairy, can only be seen from a distance can not be blasphemed, all the changes around him, but also can not be he not stained with the sacredness of the dust.

"Red National Division, you are so anxious and irritable, you are the face of the defeat of the soldiers." Mo Xichen's clear voice came, and the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if flying from the sky.

"It's hard to say whether you are defeated or not," Hong Lu's old face was flushed with anger, the staff in his hand flew in the air, and there were words in his mouth, and countless brilliant sparks flew in the air, beautiful and dangerous.

Seeing this, Mao Song, Li Kang, and Qu Yong couldn't help but look awe-inspiring, as the fortress general of the Yan Kingdom, how could they not have seen the power of the national teacher, especially the divine power of Honglu on the battlefield, the countless fireballs, the tenant is better than thousands of troops, this kind of power is undoubted.

Why is it that Honglu can even break the ten cities and eighty-one villages of Cangguo in just ten days, and the generals in Cangcheng are all wine bags and rice bags? ! Of course not, the most important thing is that Yan Guo has a Hong Lu who understands spells and has the ability to defy the sky, and his skills are outstanding, and no one can stop him.

"Boom Boom~~"

Not surprisingly, countless huge straight towards the city wall smashed, the speed was so fast, only in a moment, it was close to the city wall, all the soldiers on the city tower were shocked, their eyes widened, the deep pupils lost focus, however, from beginning to end, no one wanted to retreat, whether it was Cangguo, Qiong or Yanguo, whether it was a general or a soldier, a civil servant or a general......

Loyal people of different identities use their own ways to protect their beliefs.

All in all, the most innocent people here are the ministers of Qiongguo, however, they came with Chu Jue, and none of them complained from beginning to end, which is enough to see that Chu Jue is a virtuous emperor, a rare imperial talent, who knows how to use people on the basis of merit, loyalty, and righteousness.

When the soldiers of the Three Kingdoms looked at Mo Xichen with their hopeful eyes, they saw that Mo Xichen was still standing there quietly, dressed in white and snowy, spotless, just like a fairy in the sky, high, sacred, noble, and unattainable.

Seeing that it would take time to correct the error, the fireball was about to be set up on the city wall, and the disgusting old face of Honglu on the lion showed a sinister smile, as if to show his high merit and self-greatness, and his immortal exploits in the past and present, imagining that he would be treated like a god in the future, the corners of Honglu's mouth with a sinister smile instantly froze, and his already hideous face froze, faintly cracking......

I saw Mo Xichen unhurriedly raised a feather fan as pure as snow, shaking it like a feather against the city wall, the clouds were light and the wind was light, the white feathers turned into goose feather snow, and the snow flew in June, which was a scene against the sky, but now it seems that it has become a great joy like Feng Hanlin for a long time, the two armies are facing each other, only to see the city tower and the million army in the middle of the air, countless fierce fires have never come, unstoppable, and a cold wind is coming, goose feather-like snow is flying, in an instant, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom, white and holy white snow, with a weak and delicate body, Easily defeated the raging fire.

As light as a feather of white snowflakes, just like the character of snow, although it suddenly came in an untimely season, it melted with its delicate body, raging fire, and came into contact with a disaster, a catastrophe.

The fire is out, the snow is gone.

"Poof—"

I don't know if he was angry or if he didn't have enough mana or what's wrong, Honglu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a pair of big copper bells that could breathe fire stared straight at Mo Xichen on the city tower, how unwilling he was to lose!

"National Teacher-" Xue Du looked at Honglu's situation, and couldn't help but shout Honglu worriedly, Honglu was his only hole card now, and he couldn't fall down.

Honglu waved his hand to Xue Du, confessed that he was fine, held his chest, and looked at the fairy-like Mo Xichen on the city tower, "I can't imagine that Mo Xiang has such skills, Poor Dao is really eye-opening." ”

"Each other, each other."

The feather fan shook gently, and Mo Xichen very unceremoniously accepted the "praise" of the great master of Honglu.

"Demon law, demon man, Mo Xichen, you really have bad intentions for Cangguo, and when you fall into my hands, it will be when you are raided and destroyed." Looking at Mo Xichen who was pouring dust like a fairy on the city tower, Mu Qing hated it so much.

"Mu Qing, you have to keep your mouth to be virtuous when you speak, you said that you want to destroy the nine clans of the original phase, so do you know which family and which clan the original phase comes from?" Mo Xichen seemed to have heard a big joke, deliberately paused, and said: "Mu Qing, you must think about it with your brain before you speak, don't regret it after you exit, as the king of a country, you should be true to your word, and regret that kind of thing happened to His Majesty the Qinghuang Emperor, how bad it is." ”

"You, you—" Mu Qingzhi was so angry that Mo Xichen kicked him out of breath, "You" took a long time to take a breath, "Mo Xichen, when you fall into my hands, the first thing I want to do is to destroy your nine clans, let you watch the clansmen Ling Chi in front of you one by one, I want you to live rather than die." ”

"Tsk, it is said that the Qinghuang is ruthless, and he has followed the Qinghuang for four years, and today I found out that the Qinghuang is really ruthless." The stunning handsome face is exquisite, and a slight ridicule hangs on the corner of his mouth, although it is ridicule, it is also beautiful to the extreme, and the stunning color moves the world, and it is really no longer famous.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mo Xichen smiled and dazzled Mu Qing's eyes, he always knew that Mo Xichen was very beautiful, stunning and beautiful all over the world, and he really lived up to his name. However, Mo Xichen is in the United States, after all, he is a man, does he have a habit of breaking sleeves, no matter how good Mo Xichen looks, it is just to see. And at this moment, Mo Xichen's smile that was enough to make everything lose color made Mu Qing inexplicably flustered.

"The prime minister is imagining the spectacular scene when the Blue Emperor was delayed."

Dressed in white and shengxue, the cool voice of a fairy who does not eat the fireworks in the world, even if he says such cruel words, it is still refreshing, Mo Xichen is Mo Xichen, forever cold and noble, no matter when and where.

Hearing this, Mu Qing stiffened and was dumbfounded.

What does Mo Xichen mean by this?

Witnessing him being executed by Ling Chi?

Is there any relationship between himself and Mo Xichen?

A series of questions attacked Mu Qing's brain one after another, unable to figure it out, unable to think clearly, and unable to guess.

Mo Xichen is a character who appeared out of thin air, an ordinary scholar from a poor family, who was rescued by himself, and finally won fame, worked for himself, and repeatedly performed miraculous feats.

Originally, Mo Xichen was a chess piece in his hand, a very obedient and useful chess piece.

Why is this the way it is? And Mo Xichen obeyed his words, and now in retrospect, everything has become so weird.

Could it be that Mo Xichen's encounter with himself was a game from beginning to end?

He was stupid and regarded Mo Xichen as a loyal minister and entrusted him with reuse, but Mo Xichen had bad intentions.

"Qinghuang, oh, no, I have to call you 'Brother Huang'," Mo Xichen paused suddenly, and said, "I didn't expect it, Mu Qing, you and I turned out to be brothers." ”

"How is this possible!" The corners of Mu Qing's lips trembled slightly, and he said almost without thinking about it.

"How is that possible?" Mo Xichen didn't answer the rhetorical question, and laughed at himself, "I really think it's impossible, it's a great shame to be in the same family with this kind of life." ”

"After finding his mother, he wanted to let go of everything, but you, the so-called brother of the prime minister, did you give him any chance?" Mo Xichen remembered the past, and in his star-like deep eyes, a look of pain flashed, "But you, Mu Qing, you have disappointed your true appearance too much." ”

"Disappointed?!"

Repeating the key words mechanically, Mu Qing couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, Mo Xichen, do you mean that I robbed your wife, or did I rob you of your throne?" I am the emperor of Cangguo, the only emperor, what if you are my younger brother? It's just an illegitimate child who can't see the light, and I am the rightful emperor of Cangguo. ”

"The Qinghuang is really righteous, how did you get the throne, do you think you can hide your true appearance?" Obviously it was a question, and it was an affirmative sentence in Mo Xichen's mouth, Mo Xichen looked at Mu Qing and said indifferently: "But Mu Qing, don't worry, my surname is Mo, except for a little blood relationship with you, you are nothing to Ben Yuan." ”

"Hahaha!" Mu Qing suddenly laughed, looking at Mo Xichen with an indifferent face on the city tower, his face was full of disdain, "Prime Minister Mo, you said it really nicely, the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, under the whole world, there are a few aspiring men who do not yearn for it, as a prince, you should be even more proud of it, Mo Xichen, you are respected as the first minister in the world, I don't believe it, you don't have the heart to be the emperor." ”

"Mu Qing, do you think everyone is you?" Mo Xichen didn't ask or get angry, he asked indifferently, it was obviously a question, but when it came to Mo Xichen's mouth, it became an affirmative sentence, "Fame and fortune are floating clouds, five years ago, Benxiang came for revenge, five years later, Benxiang wanted to give up, you just didn't give Benxiang a chance to give up, a year ago, the hatred of taking his wife, a year later, Yan'er was bitter, you didn't die, you only need a woman, and you?" ”