The monarch and the minister are different from the two hundred and tenth killings
Wu Moyan looked at his father in front of him in despair, at this time, the position of the two of them had completely changed all of a sudden, and his father Wu Mocheng's triumphant expression was clearly not much different from his expression when he was holding the victory.
And the kind of unwavering and resoluteness in Wu Mocheng's eyes is something that Wu Moyan has never had so far.
The long sword fell to the ground, making an extremely sharp and sharp sound, he stood up tremblingly, with that grief-stricken expression to see that the sergeants who were going to follow him all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, this family banquet has ended, and he has already announced the end of the matter before he has entered the main topic, his plan has been completely lost at this time, he is completely defeated, and the next thing he has to face is the same future as his grandfather.
He always thought that he had embarked on the path of his father back then, and that he could lead the Wu Dynasty like his father today. But who can know that until now, in front of his father, he has been following the old path of his grandfather, and what awaits him is the days of the prisoner who is far away.
In this matter, his father's role has never changed, and he has never become a person like his father, just like Fang Cai Wu Mocheng said, the time and place are favorable, and he feels that he has taken it all, but in fact, everything is what he thinks, and the current Wu Moyan is equivalent to his grandfather back then......
He kept repeating the words that his father Wu Mocheng said to him in his heart: "The last chance, let's go......", just such a simple sentence, repeated in his mind one after another, now he has no choice, if he wants to live, he can only leave, only to seize the last chance that his father is giving him now.
Wu Moyan trembled down the steps of the hall, passed through the crowd of kneeling and worshipped, and left the hall with extremely slow steps under the gaze of everyone.
Outside the main hall, there are already densely packed troops, all of them are holding Bing Ge in their hands, ready to fight at any time, looking at these people holding Bing Ge in their hands against themselves, the expression on their faces is the same enemy, just in such a short time, Wu Moyan has become the public enemy of Wu Dynasty from the son of Wu Dynasty.
"Hehehe......" Wu Moyan couldn't help but smile sarcastically in his heart when he saw this situation, but this ridicule was naturally ridiculing himself.
Walking out of the main hall, the eyes of all the sergeants followed the movement of Wu Moyan's footsteps, probably because of Wu Moyan's own identity, when he came to the front of the sergeants outside the main hall, all the sergeants invariably gave him a way.
This may be a good thing for Wu Moyan at this time, but when he thinks of the prisoner-like days in the future, he can't say anything happy. The expression on his face was as if he had completely lost hope in life and was about to die.
In the entire palace of Jiaodong City, tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded the palace, and everyone was all staring at Wu Moyan with full attention, but they did not approach, but stopped at a distance of nearly a few meters beside him and did not move forward. A small circle was formed, which was not particularly large, and Wu Moyan slowly left here in the middle of this circle, and all the surroundings of this circle were all soldiers who were braving the cold light, and all of them were on guard against Wu Moyan.
Under the watchful eye of tens of thousands of people, he walked down the dragon platform step by step, and walked down the steps, tens of thousands of sergeants followed his footsteps and retreated little by little, moving forward little by little, moving little by little, and Wu Moyan's face still did not have any emotional fluctuations.
After a while, he finally came all the way to the palace gate of Jiaodong City, the palace gate was wide open, Wu Moyan could leave the palace as long as he advanced so many tens of meters, but the strange thing was that on the street outside the palace gate, there were no pedestrians, no domestic animals and animals, and even the most common lights were all extinguished at some point, and the situation outside the palace was like a dead city, and there was no symbol of life.
Wu Moyan came to the palace gate, and did not continue to move forward and leave, but stopped his steps when he was still a little bit away from the palace gate, and looked at the deserted and extremely abnormal situation outside with an expressionless face.
In a trance, Wu Moyan raised his head slightly, and saw Wang Xunyi, who was still looking at the situation in front of him in a daze, and Wang Xunyi couldn't believe what was happening in front of him at all.
The two of them looked at each other in this indescribable situation, Wu Moyan suddenly spoke, but he didn't make any sound, just made a lip shape, Wang Xunyi leaned forward slightly, focusing all his attention on his mouth, and suddenly he understood, Wu Moyan kept repeating a word in his mouth: "Go!" ”
Wang Xunyi, who suddenly understood, naturally didn't care about staying, and immediately turned around and packed up his things and prepared to leave the inn......
Seeing Wang Xunyi disappear into the window, Wu Moyan's expressionless face finally had some waves, and looking at the empty window, he couldn't help but smile a little.
But at the moment when his smile appeared, several sergeants suddenly appeared at the originally empty palace gate in front of him, but for their appearance, Wu Moyan seemed to know what would happen next, and the original smile on his face immediately changed, and an indescribable bitterness immediately occupied his heart, and even the smile that couldn't help but suddenly turned into a bitter smile mocking himself.
Sure enough, the appearance of those sergeants was not for anything else, the so-called was to close the palace gate, and the palace gate was closed alive in front of Wu Moyan, and when Wu Moyan's eyes collided with the eyes of the sergeants who closed the door, Wu Moyan himself read a word.
A "dead" word.
Wu Moyan's eyes were full of loneliness and helplessness, and the sergeant's eyes were full of hatred, which made Wu Moyan's sighs in his heart can't help but occupy his heart again.
"Bump!" The palace gate was watched mercilessly, and Wu Moyan had no way out at the moment, and the sound of closing the door was like a signal, the sound of closing the door had just appeared, and the sergeants who had originally surrounded Wu Moyan immediately dispersed to both sides, as if they had already been completely discussed.
After dispersing, there was an extremely wide space behind Wu Moyan.
When the extremely shocking scattered voices of the sergeants disappeared, it was a slight laughter, and this sarcastic bitter laughter was made by Wu Moyan himself.
And the laughter made Wu Moyan's body tremble, he slowly turned around, looked at the distant palace, and found that at this moment, the steps in front of the palace were already full of countless archers, dense, countless, one by one small black dots arranged at a time, and the soldiers in their hands had been replaced by bows and arrows, and their other hands were placed on their backs, ready to take out the arrows.
Wu Moyan just smiled bitterly and didn't make any other superfluous reactions.
In the palace, a figure appeared, made a gesture to all the archers, and those archers all immediately drew their arrows, and then opened their bows and arrows, and pulled the bows and arrows in their hands with all their might, raised them slightly, and the direction they were facing was Wu Moyan, who was independent of the palace gate at this time.
And the person who made the gesture was Wu Moyan's younger brother - Wu Moyi.
A strange smile appeared on Wu Moyi's face, and Wu Moyan's bitter mood at this time reached an unprecedented level, not only with a bitter smile, but also with a shaking head again and again.
"Father, kill your son!!" Wu Moyan suddenly shouted loudly, facing all the people in the palace who pointed the finger at him at this time, he was already desperate at this time, and he also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to let himself vent again.
That shout, followed by a series of laughter, the kind of almost crazy laughter, suddenly echoed throughout Jiaodong City.
In the main hall, Wu Mocheng slowly sat on the top of the hall, squinting slightly, looking at his son at the gate of the palace, without any expression, and after Wu Moyan's almost crazy shout, his eyes couldn't help but moisten a little.
Wu Moyan was frantic at this time, standing in place, constantly shouting for Wu Mocheng to kill him, but there was no meaning of prayer in that shout, but a feeling of despair to see through and still die as an order.
Wu Mocheng looked at his son, his right hand was raised slightly, and there was a tremor that was not easy to observe, he hesitated slightly, and then fell down.
As soon as the gesture came out, an extremely neat voice immediately came from the hall: "Kill!" ”
The voice was still echoing in the palace, and there were already thousands of arrows outside, and the dense rain of arrows suddenly covered the entire sky, rushing towards Wu Moyan at a speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, Wu Moyan is already normal at this time, and the whole person no longer has any emotions to resist, or his heart is dead at this time, and he doesn't want to do anything superfluous because of these at all.
On the contrary, it was his father Wu Mocheng in the distance, and when he saw the dense rain of arrows getting closer and closer to Wu Moyan, his face was touched with a little touch.
And Wu Moyan looked at the rain of arrows that were rapidly approaching him, and a few tears of regret couldn't help but fall in his eyes, and then he also closed his eyes, waiting for the rain of arrows to come......
"Brush brush brush brush ......" In an instant, countless arrows rained down on the palace gate and palace wall almost at the same time, turning all the places they went into a sieve, and shooting tightly into it, all the arrows were also trembling, except for the center of the palace gate, there were some small gaps, which were extremely out of tune with the dense black pressure around them.
And the shape of that void is exactly the shape of a person's body......