When Su Moyan came to Xuan Huaiyu's room late at night, Mu Qingyun received a letter printed with a deer's head pattern, which wrote: Tonight, I look forward to seeing the second prince in the ten-mile grove outside the city.

Mu Qingyun came to the grove outside the city as promised in the letter, and the Grand Master of Jingguo, Ruomu Yuan, had been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw Mu Qingyun coming, he took off the black cloak on his head, and the silver hair hanging down from his forehead covered half of his cold face.

Although Archmage Ruomu Yuan is nearly fifty years old and is approaching half a hundred, it is not difficult to see from that half of his cold face that he fascinated thousands of girls when he was young.

"Second prince, long time no see."

Although Archmage Ruomu Yuan was an ordinary greeting, there was a gentle smile on that cold face, but this gentle smile did not match this half of the extremely cold face, the smile only stiffly pulled the corners of his mouth, and the endless chill in his eyes did not melt because of this smile.

"The national teacher obeys the orders of the imperial brother and works for the imperial brother, I don't know why he suddenly asked me to come here this time, I remember that I have no friendship with the national teacher."

Mu Qingyun originally looked gentle and elegant, and looked like a handsome son, but when he saw Ruo Muyuan, he seemed to be a different person, and he looked like he was coldly rejecting passers-by thousands of miles away, his phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and his expression was displeased.

"Yurou entrusted the second prince to the minister, the minister should do his best, and after death, it is only expedient for the minister to stay with the prince, and the minister must do his best to plan for the second prince."

When Ruomu Yuan said Yurou, his cold eyes softened a little, and there was a light in his eyes.

"You are not allowed to mention the name of the concubine, you are not worthy." Mu Qingyun almost shouted this sentence hysterically, his hands trembled because of anger, and he punched the tree next to him, the trunk was dented, and the leaves fell in a slump.

The light in Ruomu Yuan's eyes disappeared instantly, and he regained the coldness and gloom of Fang Cai, and muttered to himself: "Yes, I am not worthy, I am not worthy of mentioning Yurou, I am sorry for her." ”

Tang Yurou is Mu Qingyun's mother, a gentle and kind woman who has no quarrel with the world, she grew up with the archmage Ruomu Yuan since she was a child, and the two have long been in love and made a vow.

It's a pity that the monarch of that Jing country is extremely beautiful, and every year he has to use the power of the whole country to select young women with outstanding looks to expand the harem, and Tang Yurou's appearance is unparalleled, so it is naturally impossible to escape the fate of being elected to the palace.

Twenty-year-old Ruomu Yuan is just an ignorant and ignorant teenager, but he is already an archmage in a high position and respected by the king, and when he learns that his sweetheart Tang Yurou was selected into the harem, he only has to elope with her, but if he chooses to elope, then he will completely lose the supreme power and glory.

So he hesitated, and it was because of his hesitation and retreat that Tang Yurou's life was harmed.

Tang Yu's flexible personality is gentle and kind, and she has no quarrel with the world, but she is unable to move an inch in the palace gate as deep as the sea, and because she is deeply favored by the monarch because of her unparalleled appearance, she was named Rou Guifei after giving birth to Mu Qingyun, but when Mu Qingyun was five years old, Rou Guifei stumbled and fell into the lotus pond in the back garden, and when she was found by the palace people, she had become a cold corpse.

On that day, Mu Qingyun was frightened and had a serious illness, high fever for three days, and then after the illness was cured, he hid and refused to see people, and only cried when he saw his father, at first his father was still a little patient, but he was pitiful that he had to bear the pain of losing his mother early at a young age, and often came to visit him in the palace.

Later, I saw that he was not as well-behaved and sensible as before, but he still saw that no one was close, and he was often sick, had nightmares, looked sick, and had a bad smell of medicine, and there were three thousand beauties in King Jing's harem, and in order to give birth to dozens of princes one after another, he completely left his sick son behind.

His brothers and brothers bullied him, and because he looked like his mother's concubine, his father's concubines hated him very much, Mu Qingyun was really struggling in the palace, as humble as an ant.

Mu Qingyun was able to live to the age of ten, which was already a miracle, because the archmage Ruomu Yuan was secretly protecting him, so that he was not killed by his brother and brother and King Jing's concubines, and it was also to make up for the debt to his mother.

"Second prince, you wait, the minister is promoting something, if this matter can be done, the minister will help you return to Jingguo."

Ruomu Yuan interrupted Mu Qingyun's thoughts, and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, yes, he still has to go back to find out the truth about his mother's death, and he has to go back to avenge his mother.

He clenched his fists and said coldly to Ruo Muyuan: "I will go back on my own ability, and I won't bother with the Grand Mage." ”

After speaking, Mu Qingyun turned around and left.

The archmage stood in place and muttered to himself: "Yurou, I will definitely do what I promised you, it's been twelve years, I still think about you, I miss you, my silver hair is born for you, this is probably the punishment of heaven for me, let me suffer remorse and painful torture day and night, but I have never forgotten your oath and mine, when the great revenge is avenged, help Qingyun ascend to the throne, I will live and die!" ”

Mu Qingyun saw from a distance that a raging fire was burning in the side hall of the palace, the firelight illuminated the dark night sky, and the fire spread to dozens of houses in the side hall, including the one where Su Moyan was, the fire was fierce, the smoke was billowing, the fire quickly rushed to the beams, and the room was about to collapse.

Mu Qingyun ignored the ferocious fire and rushed into the room in a hurry, but he didn't find Su Moyan's figure.

He anxiously searched for dozens of rooms, and finally found Ah Ling sitting on the ground with his knees crossed outside the room where Xuan Huaiyu was.

Ah Ling's hands were covered with blood, as if rolling in dust, and he cried out in a hoarse voice: "Sister Su, where are you?" ”

"Ah Ling, are you hurt?" Mu Qingyun saw that her hands were covered with blood, and asked with concern.

Ah Ling finally saw Mu Qingyun alive next to this corpse, his face was full of tears, and he said with a crying voice: "Mu Gongzi, it's okay, you are still alive." ”

said with an anxious face: "Sister Su and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are not here, I have been looking for a long time, and there are dead people here... Ling Yu... Ling Yu he... It's dead..."

Ah Ling pointed to Ling Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, with several sharp swords inserted in his body, Ah Ling's eyes were wide open, full of fear and sadness.

Mu Qingyun protected Ah Ling in his arms, she was still sobbing, he patted Ah Ling's head and comforted her: "Ah Ling, don't be afraid, Ah Ling must be as brave as your Sister Su, since Sister Su and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are not here, then they must be safe, Ah Ling, don't worry." ”

Ah Ling's emotions slowly calmed down, and he looked at Mu Qingyun with a firm face and said: "Well, I believe in Mu Gongzi, Sister Su She must be fine, last time Mu Gongzi and A Ling could find Sister Su, then this time Mu Gongzi and A Ling will definitely be able to find Sister Su." ”

But although Mu Qingyun comforted Ah Ling so much, he was very worried in his heart, Ling Yu was killed, indicating that a catastrophe had just been experienced here, and Su Mo Yan must have encountered danger, but where was she.

Su Moyan and Xuan Huaiyu were besieged by those men who were infected with the epidemic, and those men were like fierce beasts, invulnerable, and after being knocked to the ground by Xuan Huaiyu and Su Moyan, they got up and attacked them.

Xiao Sheng raised a step, Li Hao appeared on the street on a war horse, and Xuan Huaiyu had to take Su Moyan to fight a way out of the city among the men.

Xuan Huaiyu pulled Su Moyan and ran for an unknown amount of time, the sound of the flute and horse kicks behind him was still in their ears, and finally they were forced to the edge of the cliff, and behind them was an abyss.

At this time, the general Aknu and the mysterious woman wearing a golden mask appeared behind Li Hao and the men on the horses, and the woman held a jade flute in her hand.

"Don't run, there's no road ahead. General Ben has given you two choices, do you choose to be killed by these living dead, or jump off this abyss? ”

"Aren't you afraid that Xuanguo Iron will ride on the country of Pingsa Country?" Even if Xuan Huaiyu was forced to the edge of the cliff, he still had the air of a king, and he was not afraid of Aknu's threatening words.

"Xuanguo? Haha, the Xuanguo Iron Cavalry will only know that their prince was killed by the prince of Jingguo, and those people in black are all from Jingguo, what does it have to do with General Ben, what does it have to do with Misaguo! ”

Aknu said to the mysterious woman beside her, "Alena, are you right? Hahaha..."

"The general is wise!"

The woman put the jade flute to her mouth, and Aknu opened her mouth wide, but her voice was drowned out by the sharp sound of the flute, as if to say, "Go to death!" ”