"Well, since that's the case, I'll accompany you. ”

Jiu Ao nodded and spoke solemnly.

He knew that Ye Liang would go to the Po Long Clan, partly because of anger and gambling.

Part of the reason is for his dragon head.

It's just that Ye Liang deliberately didn't mention it, because he didn't want him to feel sorry.

"Good, good. ”

Ye Lingfeng's Xuanhand, which had already recovered, took the folding fan and patted it on the palm of the other hand, nodded his head, and walked in front of the two of them and said, "For such an interesting thing, add me to Ye Lingfeng." ”

"Okay, when the time comes, the three of us will kiss the dragon clan and get back today's account!" Ye Liang said solemnly.

Hearing this, Jiu Ao and Ye Lingfeng both nodded their heads one after another to respond to this appointment.

As for Mei Jiuweng, Su Hengqing, Qi Tianzheng and others, although they did not speak, they also secretly swore in their hearts that if they wanted to cultivate diligently, he would step on the Dragon Clan with Ye Liang and avenge this old revenge!

As Gamoro and the others took the initiative to retreat, the battle here was completely subdued, and everyone looked at Ye Liang's body tightly.

In particular, Cheng Sheng and the others stared at him without daring to breathe, as if they wanted to know what he would do.

After all, in the current scene, anyone with brains can see that their life and death are already in the hands of Ye Liang.

Under their gaze, Ye Liang slowly walked to the dead maid, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the Mingcang spear that was stabbed on the maidservant's body.

He held the blood-stained Mingcang spear, turned around, looked at it with a cold expression, and grabbed Su Meier's two maidservants in shock: "Don't get out yet." ”

Hearing this, the two maidservants, who were a little stunned by fear, reacted in a hurry, let go of Su Mei'er and flew away from here with a thank you.

And with these two people taking the lead, the remaining handmaidens who were also abandoned by Gamora all reacted, and fled in a panic as if they were the ones who had survived the catastrophe.

Seeing Ye Liang let go of those maidservants, the desperate Mo Yunchong seemed to see hope, knelt down in front of Ye Liang is distance, and knelt on the ground and moved towards him, begging as he moved: "Ye Liang..."

"I was wrong, I'm a waste now, just let me go, please... Leave me alone..."

He kept talking, trying hard, not caring about his own image at all, and seemed to just want to survive.

But in his heart, he was thinking about how to lie down and taste the guts, so that he could recover the remnants of the body that was affected by the torrent of sword light, regain power, and seize the world.

Report this old account!

"Mo Yunchong, do you think you are qualified to beg me?"

Ye Liang, who had just nodded at Su Mei'er and said a word of relief, heard Mo Yunchong's pleading, turned around, and looked at him with a cold expression.

"Yes... Yes, I don't have the right to beg you, I deserve it..."

Mo Yunchong knelt in front of Ye Liang and slapped himself incessantly: "I did it myself... It was I who was blinded by power..."

He raised his head to look at Ye Liang, and begged in a trembling voice: "You beat me, scold me, please, don't kill me..."

Now, in order to be able to live, he doesn't seem to care about anything.

Because, Mo Yunchong knows that only by being alive can everything have a chance to start over.

Dead, everything is gone.

He believes that the winner is the king, and the loser is the villain, as long as he survives and wins it back, then today's humiliation will also become a posterity, singing praises and praising his words of forbearance.

"If I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of my father, and how can I be worthy of the thousands of soldiers who died in the imperial city in this battle!" Ye Liang said with a cold expression and sentenced him to death.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, his eyes lit up, without the slightest hesitation, his feet suddenly lifted, and he kicked on Mo Yunchong's jaw fiercely, kicking the defenseless Mo Yunchong, and the whole person was raised and swept up.

Fly straight back.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or what, Ye Liang's kick kicked Mo Yunchong, who was shooting backwards in mid-air on his back, and hit Ye Cangxuan's tombstone in the distance impartially.

Boom...

The head hit the stele, and the red blood instantly overflowed, staining Mo Yunchong's head and mottling the stele.

"For... Why... It's going to be like this..."

Mo Yunchong, who hit the tombstone, stopped castration, and was able to fall to the ground, lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sky weakly, and the tombstone of Ye Cangxuan that could be seen, and said weakly: "My dynasty..."

"My world..."

He reluctantly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the sky that should have belonged to him.

You must know that his original plan was very perfect, first of all, if he defeated Ye Liang by himself, then he could let Bei Liang and Cheng Sheng and others fight to defeat each other, and they could sit back on the power of the fisherman.

Secondly, if he can't defeat Ye Liang, then he can also borrow the hand of Gamora to kill Ye Liang, Beiliang's people, and the people he invited to kill Yan Sheng and others.

In short, no matter what, he can not only quell the civil strife in Beiliang and completely consolidate the imperial power, but also repent, not fulfill the conditions promised to Cheng Sheng and other allies, and send troops to crusade against the countries and forces of Cheng Sheng and others.

After all, the power of these countries, without Cheng Sheng and others, their strength has decreased sharply, and he has already set his internal troubles, so he has no worries.

It can be said that it is a truly undefeated game.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, Mo Yunchong never thought that Gamoro and the others would be 'scared away' by Ye Liang, causing this perfect plan to be ruined.

In this way, how can his heart be willing?

"Hmm..."

Just when Mo Yunchong was unwilling to stretch out his hand, Mo Yishun didn't know when, swept up, and stabbed Mo Yunchong's chest fiercely.

Poof...

The tip of the spear penetrated into the flesh and penetrated the heart, splashing a little bit of blood, snatching away Mo Yunchong's only remaining vitality.

"This..."

When Mo Shuangsi, Yan Sheng and other people present saw this scene, they all looked stunned, as if they didn't expect that Mo Yishun, who seemed to be closest to Mo Yunchong, would actually kill his father.

"Emperor, you..." Mo Yunchong's eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Yishun in disbelief.

"Don't call me Emperor!"

Mo Yishun clenched the spear in his hand, and his face became distorted with fear and resentment: "You faint king, I have long advised you not to do the things of hiding the bow of the bird and cooking the dead rabbit and the dog, but you just didn't listen." ”

"You still insist on pulling me and others to accompany you to do this evil thing, if you don't do it, you will even harm us. Now, if you have this fate, it will be your retribution!"

He gritted his teeth and said, his face flushed, and his muscles burst into anger, as if everything was indeed true.

The fault is not him, only Mo Yunchong.

"Heh... Father, I really didn't mistake you, you, like your father, have a (poisonous) heart that only those who have achieved great things should have. ”

Mo Yunchong had blood in his mouth and a wry smile on his face: "It's a pity that you chose the wrong time and the wrong object..."

"Even if you kill your father, Ye Liang will not be deceived by you and let you go..."

From this contact, he already knew that Ye Liang was a smart person who valued love and righteousness.

Mo Yishun's righteous killing of relatives may be effective for others, but for Ye Liang, it will only backfire.

Surely you will die!

It's a pity that Mo Yishun didn't understand what he meant, he was just afraid that Mo Yunchong would suddenly exert himself in his hands, and he stabbed the gun again and roared wildly: "You shut up for me!"

"You have harmed me and others, and you have harmed the faint monarch of the entire Nanqi, give me death!"

Poof...

The next moment, the cold spear, under Mo Yishun's strength, completely pierced Mo Yunchong's body and deprived him of the only remaining vitality.

The blood that splashed out of it stained the cold tombstone, which had a profound meaning.

Call...

Another cold wind blew, blowing the robe lightly and the hair swaying lightly, but after all, it could not blow the bitter cold of the person's heart.

At that moment, Ye Liang, Mo Shuangsi, Ye Yuning and others stared at the wry smile, dying under Mo Yishun's gun, Mo Yunchong, who was like a hero, had mixed feelings in his heart.

Mo Yunchong...

This dignified Emperor of Southern Qi is dead after all.

Died at the hands of his own son, in front of the stele of Ye Cangxuan.

The death was so sad, so coincidental and ridiculous.

With Mo Yunchong's death, that Mo Yishun turned to look at Ye Liang as expected, and said indignantly: "Ye Liang, my father is guilty, and he is to blame for his death." ”

"But I was forced by my father to help the abuse, and I am also guilty, you do it, I am willing to use my life to atone for the thousands of innocent soldiers in Nanqi. ”

He said righteously and awe-inspiringly, extremely clever to retreat as advance.

(End of chapter)