"The Horstus Empire? This...... How...... Does the Qinglian King still have a relationship with the Hosdu Empire? ”

"Even King Hostur can be alarmed, how high is that?"

"I heard that when that duchess came to my abyss, she specially asked to go to Qinglian Palace to live for a while, could it be to meet the Qinglian King who cheated death? I see, then why did the Qinglian King bewitch the first emperor to commit many atrocities! ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and when the events of Hosto's trip were partially exposed, Yan Liwu knew that he had no more explanation to compete with the other party's slander.

How can she explain and clarify the past that she still doesn't know about? She never imagined that the secret that should have been known only to her, Wen Moqing and others would one day be made public to the world.

As for who is the person who spreads this secret news, there is no need to think much about it.

When the Great Abyss was trampled by the enemy's iron hooves, and the flames of war spread and decayed, the name of the Hosdu Empire sounded extremely harsh, and it was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire to the people who were already coming with anger. Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Jiuge hurriedly put away his smile and protected Yan Li's worries behind him, and several attempts to block the explanation were interrupted by the angry shouting of the crowd, seeing that the crowd was getting closer and closer, and the roar gradually turned into a one, Mu Jiuge had to draw his sword to defend, ready to resist the crowd that might attack at any time.

"Kill the demon girl! Walk the way of heaven! Avenge the King of Dingyuan! ”

The roar was fierce and thunderous, lingering above the courtyard, and even the thick night was shattered, and they cowered and hid behind the fire.

"Don't worry, it's no good, you can't talk to these guys! Let's go, let's go! Xiao Fengyue desperately pulled Yan Liwu back, but behind him was a cold door panel and a hard roof wall, and there were still many people waiting for an opportunity outside the house, where could they hide? With only the four of them, how can they break out of the encirclement?

Suddenly, a horse roar mixed into the noise, some people on the periphery noticed, but the people who were already in the courtyard and were about to do it did not care, until a low exclamation came one after another, and a swift figure jumped on the top of everyone's heads, between the two parties, which attracted the attention of surprise or suspicion.

Suddenly, there was a gasp.

Mu Jiuge's sad face suddenly relaxed, he sighed, and softly put his arm on the shoulder of the visitor: "Can't you come earlier?" I have to wait for the last moment to pretend to be a hero, when will I change this stinky problem? ”

"Arrived early, and rode outside for half a day." The cold voice seemed to be a little careless.

It is still the firm and long figure, still neat and clean plain clothes, and even the slight habits between words have not changed.

The noise in his ears suddenly dissipated like a tide, and he stood in a daze, quietly looking at the side face of the figure, silently, silently, silently, and silently, only feeling uncomfortable with a knife in his heart, but he hoped that he would not leave at this moment, and would always stay in his eyes, heart, and memory.

Only by looking at him will you feel at ease.

"Since you jumped out, you must have discovered something, right? Come on, come on, these people will be handed over to you to settle down, and I really can't intervene in the affairs of your Dingyuan Palace. Mu Jiuge smiled warmly, forgetting his nervousness, "Mo Qing, I have done my best for my brother, it's time to take your princess home." ”

It seems to be specially adapted to the moon-white clothes of the night, but it turns around at will, and the deflection is calm and elegant, and the elegance is fully displayed.

"I set the family affairs of the Yuan Palace, when will it be the turn of irrelevant people to care?" The eyebrows are lightly raised, indifferent and cold.

The appearance of Wen Moqing was really unexpected by everyone, especially the question, which made a group of people who had nothing to do with the king of Dingyuan speechless. There was silence in the courtyard for a long time, and no one knew how to answer Wen Moqing, but Wen Moqing kicked the stones on the ground on tiptoe and broke the deadlock with a whoosh.

Boom, the stone struck someone cowering in the shadows in the corner with a dull thud.

Wen Moqing raised his eyes, and his eyes were not shocked: "There are words just now, as if you know everything about my Wen family, do you have anything to confront me now?" ”

Everyone turned around, their eyes focused on the corner, and they saw an old man with an ordinary face and a dark suit with blood on the corners of his lips, looking at Wen Moqing fiercely.

This is the person who spoke and questioned the Qinglian King just now? Obviously at such a close distance, no one can tell where he is, in addition to the extremely deep internal force, this kung fu also requires decades of skill cultivation, but among the famous people present, no one knew that there was such a powerful person in Zhongzhou.

After the mysterious old man was identified by Wen Moqing, instead of fleeing in a panic, he sneered and straightened up, his arrogance full of arrogance: "I don't know about your Dingyuan Palace, but I know very well about the Qinglian King." At the beginning, you Dingyuan Wang Shizi bloodied Qinglian Palace overnight, and taught many martial arts heroes to admire, but unfortunately they didn't know that you didn't kill Qinglian King at that time, but let her live, and then sent her to the palace and became a reserve doctor in the Imperial Doctor's Mansion. I would like to ask the prince if there is anything to do with the Dingyuan Wangfu and the Qinglian King, or the Junzilou and the Qinglian King, otherwise why would you want to save an enemy country spy who has brought disaster to the country and the people? ”

"I have already handed over the corpse of King Qinglian to the imperial court, and all the civil and military officials in the court at that time can testify to this matter, if there is no corpse as evidence, the emperor will not state that King Qinglian has been ambushed. Other ridiculous questions, because Liwu is not the Qinglian King, I don't need to answer them again; As for the Junzi Building and the Dingyuan Palace...... Is it necessary to tell you about this exotic work? Wen Moqing's eyes were cold, and his contempt was undisguised.

"Foreigners?" Wen Moqing's rhetorical question once again made the situation chaotic.

Slightly closer to Yan Li, Wen Mo didn't care to protect her within his reach, still with a calm posture: "Zuo Cheng Lian Song has a superb and weird guard by his side, starting with that person, I tried to investigate, and found that the guard and the other nine Qingyue Country masters were all taken under Lian Song's command to work for him. One of these people is known as 'Master Guangguo', who preached the Dharma and preached the scriptures in the Guangguo Temple of Qingyue Country before joining Lian Song, and every time he stepped on the podium, the sound was like thunder, and it was difficult to find its source, and he was a well-known figure in the Buddhism family of Qingyue Country and on the rivers and lakes. ”

The sound of gasping was drowned out by emotion, and the gaze that fell on the mysterious old man no longer held kindness.

"It turned out to be a thief from Qingyue Kingdom! The traitorous minister Lian Song coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, controlled the government, framed the loyal and good, and made the people of my Dayuan miserable and smoky, and now they want to splash sewage on the gentleman's building? Fortunately, Wen Shaoxia found out the identity of the thief today, otherwise we would have been used by the traitor who killed that day! ”

A word of anger, a hundred voices responded, and in the blink of an eye, the situation changed again. If it weren't for the fact that the atmosphere was a little serious and tense, Yan Liwu really wanted to change his expression to everyone with a crying and laughing expression - at this time, who is more hateful than King Qinglian or Lian Song? I don't know how these so-called people in the rivers and lakes have long brains, and if they provoke a little, they will be angry and angry, and when they see the wind is rain, and then someone stands up to explain a few sentences, the anger will turn to other people again, and there is no calm and rational reason at all.

In contrast, it is really more reliable to warm and moqing.

Yan Liwu suddenly had a very cheeky idea, if there was a chance, she wanted to say proudly, look, this is her man.

"Proud?" Suddenly, Wen Moqing turned around and said a sentence without a head.

Yan Li paused and blinked: "Shameless smell." ”

Wen Moqing smiled, very light, very casual, and the expression that seemed to be left inadvertently was deeply imprinted in the bottom of Yan Li's worry. Yan Liwu lowered his head and sighed weakly, and the grievances and sadness that were originally hidden in his stomach disappeared inexplicably, as if Wen Moqing was a huge hot sun, which could always expel her gloom and coldness quickly.

Xiao Fengyue, who was ignored next to her, saw that she was worried about the little woman's attitude, and the boss was unwilling: "The lard paste is blindfolded, phew!" Dead girl, no memory, good scar forgot the pain! ”

"Laugh at the boss and don't praise her, she will take it seriously." Wen Moqing is serious.

The other side is still arguing, and the people who have just gotten rid of the besieged state can talk and laugh here? Xiaocheng was a little dazed, looking at the four people around him, and then looking at the people in the rivers and lakes who rushed towards the mysterious old man Master Guangguo, scratching his head and always feeling that it was not appropriate.

"Young Master Mu, don't you often tell me to be prepared for danger in times of peace? It's still dangerous, isn't it? ”

Mu Jiuge showed his white teeth and smiled, and patted Xiaocheng's head hard: "Stay in Xiaocheng, why are you so stupid?" Wouldn't it be safe to have that guy there? ”

"Huh? Who is it? "The town is getting more and more dazed.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound, and a few silver rays of light suddenly cut through the moonlight in the noisy crowd and attacked Wen Moqing's back. Xiaocheng was so frightened that he couldn't scream out with an exclamation in his throat, and he watched Wen Moqing still talking to Yan Liwu, defenseless of the crisis behind him.

"I can't help myself."

I don't know where a cold judgment came, and there were several other wind-breaking whistling sounds at the same time, and the silver light that hit Wen Moqing seemed to be blocked by something, and it stopped before it was about to pierce Wen Moqing's back, and it fell to the ground.

Xiaocheng's hairs stood up, and after seeing a few silver needles shining with a faint blue luster on the ground, he was even more afraid of a cold sweat, and when he saw a few leaves next to the silver needles, his face turned pale suddenly, and he almost wanted to cry...... It's the young master of the building! ”

Mu Jiuge seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and nodded disappreciatively: "Ah, naturally it is a shallow cold, and he will definitely be nearby when Mo Qing is in danger." Looking up, although he knew where Lou Qianhan was, Mu Jiuge still pretended not to know, put his hands to his mouth and deliberately shouted: "Hey, the pavilion master of the Ranxue Pavilion, come out quickly, I am your admirer!" ”

Sou.

The wind blew, and it was quiet.

If you want to scare a group of rabble from the rivers and lakes, is there anything more terrible than the two names "Lou Qianhan" and "Ranxue Pavilion"?

As long as Lou Qianhan is still alive, there is definitely not.

Before the crowd dispersed, Lou Qianhan never appeared, only when the mysterious old man attacked with two hidden weapons to interfere, and when the old man shot out a highly poisonous silver needle for the third time, Lou Qianhan no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, a green willow leaf attacked, and the red blood splashed, leaving only the old man's dead eyes.

"Yan Liwu is the wife of the young master of my gentleman's building, who dares to be disrespectful to her, and the end is like this."

In the night wind, the voice as cold as Xuan Bing was flat and ruthless.