The death of people is scattered with the wind, and those mentioned past events are buried in the ground along with Wenchang's death.

In the final analysis, the affairs of the rivers and lakes cannot be solved in a few words.

Mo Jingluan was uneasy in his heart, and most of the people in the rivers and lakes acted recklessly. There has always been revenge, and what was clearly presented to them was the emperor's doing.

Moreover, according to the informant's report, the rivers and lakes gathered to mobilize forces. Mo Jingluan is afraid that there will be a change, and he has already repaired the book and sent it back to the capital to remind him to set up protection in the morning.

But it's still a step too late.

The horse's hooves were clanging, and the firelight was seen protruding from the palace gate, and the crowds outside the palace were vaguely seen. The face changed, this is... Forced to go to the palace?

Swing the whip vigorously and drive straight in. It's getting closer. The closer you get, the clearer you see.

In the middle of the night, the palace gate was set on fire, and the palace gate was crowded, and they were restless with weapons.

The last gate slowly opened with the creak of a heavy object moving.

In the distance, the dark red firelight jumped, and the group of people killed it so recklessly. Seeing rivers of blood flowing everywhere I went, screams came and went, like... She kills enemies on the battlefield with the same casualness.

Human life was like a mustard, and a wave of blood was splashed under their hands, and the palace maids and eunuchs fell.

The moon was dull, and as the sky was red, the moon seemed to turn red. The swords and shadows that flew in all directions scattered the floating clouds. Mo Jingluan rolled over and dismounted, and went straight into the crowd. She kept swinging her sword to resist, trying to repel the group with her own strength. Avoiding the rush of anger in all directions, everything is left to be carried out instinctively and mechanically. It is expected that no matter how good the martial arts are, they can't fight with everyone. The hand holding the hilt of the sword was bloodied, the sweat in the palm was stinging, even the green tendons on the forehead were beating suddenly, and a pair of bright eyes were bloodshot.

She can't... Can't give up.

Not only for Qianyu, but also for Qianguo, in order to explain this conspiracy.

This group of people has already killed the red eye, and each of them is a famous person in the rivers and lakes. A person with strong martial arts skills is more than enough for ten soldiers. Even if the archers' arrows rain like a forest, they may not be able to hurt them in the slightest. I don't know who slashed Mo Jingluan's shoulders with a knife in the air, and his shoulders were wet. Huo Ran returned his sword and poked it into the man's chest, and the 'poof' blood gushed out like a pillar. Standing there wheezing, the blood of countless people spreading under his feet, standing in it, his limbs and bones were cold from head to toe.

The black and oppressive human beings in front of him were like black waves that swallowed everything, piles of beasts fighting, human bodies entangled with each other and slashing each other, scattered severed limbs, splashing flesh foam, screams, screams, the roar of swords colliding, and the subtle sound of skin being cut were all as terrifying as thunder at this time. The more than 100-meter-long Yongdao is a thousand-meter-long road.

In the end, the archers, brocade guards, and iron cavalry poured out of the nest, and the enemy was able to gradually subside by relying on the strength of the enemy.

The two armies fought and faced each other.

Mo Jingluan covered his shoulders with his hands, gasping and standing in front of the army, his fiery red dress became more and more colorful.

The door of the palace was wide open, the queue of people got out of the way, and Qianyu walked out of the crowd.

"Jingluan." Seeing that Mo Jingluan was injured in front of her, he strode to hold her with one hand, and the stickiness under his palm shocked him, and he couldn't help but look down at his best friend in his arms, "You are injured!" ”

Struggling to break away from his embrace, Mo Jingluan staggered to the middle step by step, with full strength every word, "Everyone, please listen to me." ”

"Ahem..."Turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Since ancient times, the Jianghu court has coexisted peacefully, and it has never been involved in anything. ”

"The current emperor has loved the people and worked diligently since he ascended the throne, and the world has seen it."

"You will never do something small."

"This conspiracy is that the thieves take advantage of everyone to provoke disputes between the rivers and lakes and the imperial court, and reap the benefits of the fisherman. I would like to ask everyone here, who will leave information about themselves after the killing. ”

"If you care, you're messy. His siblings, relatives and friends have suffered misfortunes, and when his mind is hot, he will be preconceived with the information at hand. ”

"The people of the rivers and lakes have solved the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but when it comes to the imperial court, shouldn't you have some rules?!"

"The Son of Heaven is guilty of the same crime as the common people, and you didn't investigate it accurately, so you speculated in vain and did such a thing as forcing the palace to kill the emperor today."

"Aren't you afraid of being ashamed of the world!?"

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. Although you are people in the rivers and lakes, unrestrained and uninhibited, you are also the people of the world and the people of the emperor. ”

"Could it be that the emperor will still be wronged, and you can't do it?"

Word by word, sentence by heart.

In the panic, relatives and friends died tragically, and the incident made Zhi dizzy.

They didn't think about why the emperor would send someone to do something that they disdained, and they were blinded and blinded by the cold corpse and the bloody words.

Forcing the palace is a great crime of the nine clans. No matter who can't afford the consequences.

Gradually, the sound of weapons thrown on the ground rang out one after another. The crowd fell to their knees and begged for forgiveness.

Qianyu looked at the black press on the ground, and Mo Jingluan, who was standing in front of everyone with a full body.

Okay, this is the style of my general!

Waving his hand, he looked at everyone, "There are thieves with bad intentions, and I understand it." ”

"All knights don't have to be like this, your heart is not like this, you just fell for the thief."

"I don't blame you, I don't think today's events have happened, so let's go."

The kneeling people thought that they would hear the order to execute them, but when they heard Qianyu say this, they raised their heads in surprise and couldn't close their mouths.

Emperor... Such a great rebellion is not only not punished, but also treated as if it did not happen!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" With a face full of shame, he hugged his head and fled.

Mo Jingluan exhaled softly, and finally...

"White Mirror!" A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Mo Jingluan turned his head.

Eye contact in the air.

Her eyes were shining, like an ocean, steady as a mirror.

Gongsun Xie looked at her intently in the crowd, the woman who intoxicated him.

At this time, she is not the white mirror who fights bravely with herself, and she is not the white mirror who is cowering on the bed with a cunning face.

He heard it, and the emperor called her Jingluan.

Mo Jingluan, the general of the Qianguo. The great general who fought bloody battles and galloped on the battlefield.

The moment the eyes met, it was like a boat in the sea suddenly overturned by a huge wave, floating and sinking alone in the sea, and the waves kept hitting his head, that feeling of suffocation.

Suddenly, the vicissitudes of life retracted. As the crowd departed. The glimpse before leaving.

Just one eye, one eye for ten thousand years.