"Master, where are we going now?" The little fox asked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Let's go back to Yuzhou City, first go to check my ancestral home, I always feel that my father must have left me something, but I didn't find it."

Besides, Li Hu rode a fast horse and finally reached the border of Nanling Kingdom, but when Li Hu arrived, he was greeted by a tragic war.

All the way were fleeing people, Li Hu only learned after many inquiries that Li Bi led an army of 300,000 to attack the Turbulence Country, but the Turbid State did not return to defense, but made the same move as Li Bi, Tuoba Yong led the Turbulence army to also bloody the border town of Nanling Kingdom, and the armies of both sides were wanton killings on each other's land.

Li Hu didn't know if he should continue to move forward, he still couldn't believe that his father would lead the army of the Turf to slaughter the people of Nanling Kingdom, but what he saw in front of him was so real.

Mo Xiaozhe took the little fox to sneak back secretly around the army of Nanling Kingdom, but when Mo Xiaozhe came back, he found that he was greeted by the army of the Turrant Country, fortunately, these soldiers were scattered, the soldiers of the Turf Country were in groups of three or five, holding spears and swords and rushing into the homes of the people of Nanling Kingdom, killing people when they saw them, and robbing them when they saw valuable things, and for a while Wangfu Town was in a wail.

The anger in Mo Xiaozhe's heart burst out all of a sudden, he summoned the bloodthirsty sword, rushed into the Breakthrough soldiers with the little fox, and saw a soldier preparing to slaughter an old man in a sixtieth armor, the old man knelt on the ground with a crying baby in his arms and pleaded bitterly, but the soldier was indifferent, raised the spear in his hand and stabbed down.

After the old man was stabbed with a spear, he still held the baby in his arms, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, but the soldier drew his spear and prepared to kill the baby together.

When Mo Xiaozhe arrived, the spear was not even a centimeter away from the baby's body, Mo Xiaozhe threw the bloodthirsty sword in his hand and hit the soldier's spear, the soldier looked up and found that Mo Xiaozhe's eyes were red and rushing towards him.

The soldier shouted: "Come on, there are warriors from Nanling Kingdom here." ”

As soon as the soldier finished shouting, Mo Xiaozhe came to his side, Mo Xiaozhe jumped on the soldier's body at once, rode on the soldier, raised his fist and bombarded the soldier's head, Mo Xiaozhe forgot his identity at all, he just wanted to vent his dissatisfaction in his heart and vent his resentment.

Mo Xiaozhe looked at the soldier on his body, his head was broken, and his blood-red brain was bleeding, but the soldier was not dead, he was still there with convulsions, and his eyes revealed a look of fear.

The soldier didn't expect that he was arrogantly slaughtering others one minute ago, but he was beaten to death by others this second, maybe this is the cycle of heavenly principles.

Soon more soldiers came, these soldiers surrounded Mo Xiaozhe, Mo Xiaozhe stepped forward to pick up his bloodthirsty sword, wiped off the dust on it, raised his head, looked at these inhumane soldiers, he picked up the sword in his hand without saying a word, and fought when he came up, regardless of whether he was originally preparing to return to Yuzhou, he also forgot his father's grievances, forgot his identity, only remembered that he was a native of Nanling, and only wanted to protect his country, protect his comrades, and protect the land under his feet.

A ball of blood in his chest burned like a flame in a furnace, he screamed, struggled, Qingyu was also infected, and rushed forward with his master's life, no matter how seriously injured he was, no matter how many enemies in front of him, no matter whether he could survive or not, the only thought of the two of them was to save people.

Perhaps frightened by the momentum of Mo Xiaozhe and the little fox, the soldiers of the Tuyu Kingdom gradually began to retreat, and soon some people in Wangfu Town who did not have time to escape also joined Mo Xiaozhe's resistance formation.

Mo Xiaozhe took the little fox with those who were willing to resist with him, chasing dozens of times more people than his side and rushing out step by step.

After a day of fighting, all the soldiers of the Turf Country were driven out of the territory of Nanling Kingdom, Mo Xiaozhe inserted the bloodthirsty sword on the city wall, the blood on the sword had dried up, the bloodthirsty sword could swallow all the donated blood, but Mo Xiaozhe's killing speed was too fast, and the bloodthirsty sword had no time to devour it, so the blood dried on the sword.

Mo Xiaozhe stood on the city wall, looking at the grassland in the distance densely stationed with the military tents of the Tuyu Country, he knew in his heart that it was very likely that today's wave of soldiers was just here to explore the way, and it was very likely that the army would march in one fell swoop tomorrow.

The little fox squatted beside Mo Xiaozhe, and all the people in Wangfu Town came, and they all shouted: "Hero, you are our hero." ”

An old man Mi Shou stepped forward, he looked at Mo Xiaozhe on the city wall and asked: "Hero, what is your name, we have to thank you, thank you for saving so many people." ”

Mo Xiaozhe smiled and said: "Grandpa, this is what I should do, even if there is no one in Wangfu Town today, I will fight to the end with the soldiers of the Tuyu Country, because I am a native of Nanling Country, I can't let other countries invade our territory, occupy our land, and slaughter our people." ”

"The little hero is right, we want to resist, but no one dared to take the lead before you came, now it's okay, we hope you can lead us to fight against the invasion of the Turf Country."

Mo Xiaozhe said: "Don't worry, I will stay and accompany you to fight against the Turf Country, by the way, my name is Mo Xiaozhe, my father's name is Mo Chen, I think someone of you should know him." ”

As soon as Mo Xiaozhe finished speaking, the people below began to talk about it.

"Ah, he is Mo Chen's son, will he defect to the enemy and betray the country like his father?"

"Nonsense, his father is his father, he is him, how can you say that, you forgot? Just now, your wife was almost killed by the Frontier Soldiers*** If it weren't for the little hero of the family, you would have died a long time ago. ”

"That's right, there is no little hero today, we all have to die here, we can't take revenge."

Mo Xiaozhe stood on the city wall and listened to the discussions below, he knew in his heart that he must prove to these people that none of the people in the Mo family were bad breeds, and none of them were traitors.

After about a few minutes, the old man Mi Shou came over again, and this time he also brought three people, these three people were dressed in strong suits, and their eyes were bright, and they knew that there was some kung fu under their hands at a glance.

The old man Mi Shou said: "Mo Xiaoying, these are my three grandsons, they are all members of the mercenary union, I asked my son to call them back to help you, I hope you can lead us to resist the invasion of the Turberland." ”