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The night sky was cloudy, revealing a pale moon.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the torch-wielding crowd.

"You're looking for it quickly." The crowd parted to the sides, revealing in the middle, on horseback, dressed in dark brocade robes. It was the virtuous king Ling Qingye.

The dead soldiers beside Ling Xiaotian quickly pulled out the bows and arrows in their hands, and the people surrounded outside did not show weakness, and lined up one after another.

The two sides are tense and on the verge of breaking out.

The people around King Xian were twice as many as Ling Xiaotian's.

King Xian took the bow and arrow from the guards beside him and aimed at Ling Xiaotian. He sneered: "Today this is the place where you are buried, you think that this king has been defeated, but who knows that you are going to die in front of this king, it is really a pity." ”

Ling Xiaotian pulled out the long sword from the saddle. smiled and said: "Who will live and who will die is still uncertain, how do you think you will win?" ”

In the firelight, the peach blossom eyes are like a beacon fire burning in the sky, shining brightly.

King Xian was about to release his arrows, when suddenly the crowd around him was in a commotion, and everyone put down their bows and arrows and turned their heads to look behind.

At the outskirts of the crowd, hundreds of soldiers, dressed in armor and spears in their hands, appeared around them like ghosts.

"General Mo, it's just the right time." Ling Xiaotian smiled on his horse.

The ranks of soldiers parted to the sides, and out of the middle came a war horse, and immediately sat a man dressed as a general.

The moment King Xian saw him through the moon, a chill suddenly ran behind him.

"Moyun Peak!"

Only then did he remember that General Mo's return to Beijing was an order personally approved by him.

Mo Yunfeng held the spear in his hand and returned the salute to Ling Xiaotian with an expressionless face. With the pride of a general's face.

The last time he returned to Beijing, he didn't die on the battlefield because of the Xianwang Party, but he narrowly died in prison.

This time, he missed the battle again.

As a military general, don't you want to pacify the enemy army and return triumphantly?

Mo Yunfeng was already a general in the DPRK at a young age, but he was demoted to the fifth rank because of the battle of Qiliangcheng, and since then. He will hardly have a chance to turn around in the DPRK.

Being recalled from the northwest, he thought he could seize this only opportunity, but he was wrong, and he would be no match for the Wenchen who played with power in the court.

This time he was recalled from the front line in advance, and he didn't know what was waiting for him, he was disheartened, and he was only ready to return to the northwest after the mission, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the Scarlet King stretched out a hand of opportunity to him.

King Xian gradually stepped back.

The original hunter has become someone else's bag, and his only chance now is to escape! Remember every stroke.

It's a pity that neither Ling Xiaotian nor Mo Yunfeng will give him such a chance again.

The armored soldiers rushed forward, and in the hand-to-hand battle, the bows and arrows of King Xian did not work at all.

The cronies who guarded King Xian's side kept people falling. Lose one's head.

Ling Xiaotian sat on his horse with a smile and watched this scene.

King Xian's body trembled, and he clenched his sword tightly.

"Ling Xiaotian, I knew that today, when I was in the palace, this king should have been more ruthless, and when you fell down the rockery, you should have broken your neck."

A cold light flashed in Ling Xiaotian's beautiful eyes, and he rode forward, "I have long guessed that you are behind the ghost, and if you don't die, there will be a blessing in the future, and now it will finally be my turn." ”

The virtuous king has no way to retreat, "That's it." He sighed, "This time you have won again, and this king will go back with you." ”

Ling Xiaotian sat on the horse and didn't move, and the ghost face and others were guarding Ling Xiaotian's side, all with solemn expressions.

Looking at Mo Yunfeng again, he stroked the spear with one hand and looked at him sideways.

For no reason, King Xian felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that his father would definitely order him to be arrested if he escaped, and Ling Xiaotian had also said just now: life or death.

However, he was obviously ready to be arrested, could they ......

Ling Xiaotian had an indifferent smile on his face, as if he was looking at a dead man.

King Xian's whole heart felt like it was about to jump out, "What do you want?" ”

"The emperor said, life or death doesn't matter." Ling Xiaotian said quietly, "King Xian is disrespectful and refuses to give in, General Mo, what do you think should be?" ”

Mo Yunfeng's eyes lit up, "Kill." ”

As soon as the word came out, King Xian only felt that his eyes were dark.

The spear in Mo Yunfeng's hand had already been picked out, and it was right in the chest of the Virtuous King.

King Xian's body was lifted into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Ling Xiaotian raised a hand.

Ghost Face and the others spread their bows and arrows, pointing directly at King Xian.

King Xian spat out blood, clutched his chest and stared at him viciously, "Ling Xiaotian, if you have the ability, you will kill me......"

Ling Xiaotian smiled slightly, "Whether I have the ability or not, you have to suffer today." ”

King Xian's eyes widened in astonishment, he never knew that Ling Xiaotian would be so ruthless.

Ling Xiaotian's palm pressed towards the void, "Be careful not to hit the vital point." ”

The arrow feathers are like flying, and the once handsome and dashing King Xian has now fallen into a lost dog, he desperately tightens his body, dodging the arrow feathers that shoot in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, his limbs were full of arrows.

"You have the ability, you kill me!" King Xian roared with blood-red eyes.

Becoming a king and defeating a king has been like this since ancient times, but he can't believe that he will die here.

Mo Yunfeng raised his gun again, but it was a shot that stabbed into King Xian's mouth.

Immediately, the tongue was twisted into pieces by the tip of the spear, and the blood flowed out of the mouth.

Mo Yunfeng put away his gun and stopped, standing side by side with Ling Xiaotian looking down at him.

King Xian gasped, wishing he could just die.

But the wounds all over his body reminded him all the time that he was alive, alive!

He finally understood that Ling Xiaotian would not let him die so easily.

"Someone." Ling Xiaotian instructed, "Take care of His Royal Highness King Xian and return to the palace." ”

King Xian collapsed to the ground weakly, and let a few soldiers drag him up and throw him onto the carriage.

Before leaving, someone was in charge of cleaning up the battlefield and loading all the corpses into another wagon, which was also to be brought back for the errand.

Ling Xiaotian urged the horse to slowly approach the carriage, looked at King Xian who was paralyzed in the carriage, and said softly, "You shouldn't have beaten Su Baitong's idea." ”

King Xian tried his best to raise his eyes and look at Ling Xiaotian's cold gaze.

He had always wanted to grasp Su Baitong's chess piece in his hand, he knew that Ling Xiaotian cared about her, but he didn't expect that this woman would be so difficult to deal with.

He couldn't figure out why she had been inexplicably hostile to him from the beginning, and which move he had made wrong?

But now he couldn't ask why, and without his tongue, he could only let out a muffled whine.

Ling Xiaotian suddenly smiled slightly, "As long as you die, she won't have nightmares again, so you don't die unjustly." That night, he heard her frightened whispers in her dreams, and in the slurred words he heard the name of the virtuous king.

He didn't know why she was so afraid of King Xian, but now he didn't want to know why.

He and Mo Yunfeng escorted the half-dead Xianwang back.

When the emperor heard that King Xian was seriously injured, he didn't even ask, and directly issued an order: the next day at noon, the gate was beheaded to show the public.