Mu Shengyun didn't understand what Meng Fusheng meant at first, but when he saw his next move, it would be stupid if he didn't know!

Meng Fusheng pulled out his sword with a cold face, pulled Tulan Chana behind him, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Mu Shengyun.

"Go or die."

Mu Shengyun looked at this familiar stranger in disbelief, he watched him go from swaddling to youth, from babbling to being alone, but now that young man was pointing at him with a sword, there was deep hatred in his eyes, Mu Shengyun had never been so powerless at this moment, and even he thought that it would be like this, just forget it, just be strange, I haven't seen this person in my first half of my life.

But he couldn't ignore the unwillingness in his heart, how could he give up this person?

Li Qing was furious and strode up to hold the sword, his eyes were the size of a copper bell, "Mu Shengbai, what do you mean, you want to kill us, right?" ”

Meng Fusheng twisted the hilt of the sword expressionlessly, and Li Qing's palm, who had not had time to let go, was painful, and blood was dripping.

He is like an emotionless machine, word by word, which makes people feel cold, "Trespassing on the City Lord's Mansion will kill you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, it was accompanied by a piercing killing intent and a sword that came straight ahead.

Mu Shengyun dodged sideways, and Li Qing pushed Gu Yeyang, who could only play a show, to the side, and went up with his sword.

Tulanchana joined the fight, and the door was split open in the middle.

With a "bump", a huge sound was heard far away, and the soldiers patrolling the city lord's mansion could hear it as long as they were not deaf.

The anxious Gu Yeyang heard the sound of neat and gradually approaching steps, and knew that if he stayed in the air, he would be wiped out, so he grabbed Li Qing, who was about to rush up, and shouted at Mu Shengyun: "Shengyun!" Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, their people are coming, let's leave first! ”

Mu Shengyun didn't love war when he heard it, the virtual sword deceived Meng Fusheng, and left with the two.

Mu Shengyun was slightly injured, and after going back and taking some medicine, he hurriedly went to find Du Weizhen, he didn't have any power here, and if he wanted to take Mu Shengbai away, he had to rely on him.

That's right, he wants to bring Mu Shengbai back, as long as he is around, there is always a way to untie his knot, it is better than leaving him here and deepening his hatred.

Mu Shengyun told Du Weizhen everything, Du Weizhen's expression couldn't help but become solemn when he heard it, Meng Fusheng, who became famous and led the Yidan soldiers to kill countless Kunguo soldiers, was his good brother Mu Shengbai, how could he really accept it? If this matter reaches the ears of the emperor, then the estrangement that they have managed to eliminate will definitely become thicker and thicker, and the family affairs of their royal sister will definitely come to an end.

Mu Shengyun saw his face turn from white to black, from black to purple, and knew that his mood was complicated, but in fact, why wasn't he?

Du Weizhen had never seen any strong winds and waves, and gradually returned to his usual expression, looked directly at Mu Shengyun, and asked, "So do you have any way?" ”

Mu Shengyun nodded and said softly, "I want you to help create an opportunity for the two of us to meet officially, and I will find a way to bring him back." ”

"Good!" Du Weizhen didn't hesitate at all, even if he knew that this matter would definitely not be so simple, but for the sake of that one percent chance, he had to try his best and help Mu Shengyun.

Du Weizhen sent a signal to summon the soldiers hiding around Zigui City, and the pale red fireworks exploded in the air, melting in the bright red evening sky, which did not attract attention, but secretly caused a lot of shocks, and people were marching towards the place where the signal was sent in all directions.

At noon the next day, the blazing sun hung in the cloudless sky, baking the endless earth, and the air was slightly distorted.

Beneath the scorching sun stood hundreds of thousands of soldiers, dressed in heavy armor, sweat constantly sliding down their foreheads and wetting their armor, but no one complained, all of them with serious countenances, expressions* and eyes ahead.

In front of them is their master, the prince of Kunguo, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Du Weizhen didn't talk a lot of nonsense, but just said a few empty and useless words that boosted morale, such as "the front is the enemy, and behind is everything you want to protect", "those who offend my Kunguo will be punished even if they are far away", and then rushed to Zigui City with people in high spirits.

In front of Zigui City, they stopped and looked at a few people on the high platform of the city gate, the most eye-catching of which was the unique temperament of Meng Fusheng, who shouldered the elegance of a scholar and the heroism of the people in the rivers and lakes, which was so eye-catching.

Even though Du Weizhen was prepared, when he saw the extremely familiar person, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, before he calmed down his undulating heart, so that he could say the words of declaration of war in the most unwavering tone, and let them get out of the land of Kunguo.

Naturally, Yidan is not a reasonable country, and Kunguo is not a country of cities that swallows his anger, and the war between the two sides is about to break out.

The war began, and the sounds of killing and swords piercing flesh mingled.

Mu Shengbai also joined the war, and his body was quickly stained red by the blood of the "enemy", and a few drops of blood were splashed on his handsome face, making that face reveal a few strange smells.

Du Weizhen was escorted close to him, at this juncture, he still couldn't help but persuade this confidant-like good brother, "Shengbai, Yidan is not a good place, and King Yidan is not a good emperor worthy of your loyalty, they are just using you simply, when you have no value, they will kick you away mercilessly, while you are not at the end of the road, you should come back, what you did before, I am not to blame in the past!" ”

Scold. Meng Fusheng's face flashed with ridicule, I am not to blame in the past, but I can't bear to do my best to kill my father and mother in the past! What about pure utilization? Isn't he using Yi Dan to take revenge!

Meng Fusheng didn't say a word, but he was ruthless, and every move went straight to Du Weizhen's life, he wanted him to die!

Du Weizhen had never understood Meng Fusheng's purpose as clearly as he did at this moment, and his heart was shocked, his shoulder was also wounded by Meng Fusheng's sword, and the blood quickly seeped out, and the white robe was suddenly dyed red.

He has a special identity, where can he tolerate losses, and he was quickly escorted back.

The two sides are in a stalemate, if it continues, even if one side wins, it will be a miserable victory, and it is not a pity to die!

Both parties realized this, and finally withdrew their hands, each taking a step back.

Du Weizhen was sent back to heal his wounds, and all the accompanying doctors gathered here, although it was said that there was no big problem, but they did not dare to relax at all, for fear that the emperor's anger would not be a joke.