Yesterday's thing was like this: I saw a book with a fresh theme the night before, and Lao Di stayed up all night to see the dawn without paying attention, and the result is needless to say...... It's miserable, and it's miserable just to adjust your schedule.

Dark clouds covered the sky, casting a layer of haze over the capital of Xiachangguo.

Gradually, thunder and lightning thundered over the capital, the wind struck, the thunder sounded, and sometimes there were one or two writhing huge silver snakes shining in the dark clouds with palpitating light, proclaiming the power of nature.

Everyone in the streets of the city hurried to run, whether it was to escape the impending heavy rain or for the heart-pounding weather. It gradually mixed with a distinctive sound, bringing a faint vibration of the ground, as if even the air was gradually filled with a fierce killing factor.

The wind blew a little colder, as if it had been transformed into a steel knife. People in the vicinity noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly hid in their homes to feel uneasy.

When a thunderstorm that destroyed the sky and the earth changed color violently, and the rainstorm finally fell, groups of soldiers showed their bodies in the roaring footsteps, forming a queue with a steel-like atmosphere to a small house.

A few miles away on the top of the tower, Tan Weiran carried a pot of warm wine and poured himself a glass of wine with great interest, and praised it pleasantly: "Good!" I don't know whether it is good to praise the wine or praise the words.

In the past few days, Tan Weiran has been dazzled to see how Mu Jiubian was framed and thus fell.

Leaving aside all the shady tactics, this incident shows why an incompetent majority can always overturn and crowd out a capable minority, and why no sect in a kingdom can live long.

This kind of thing of repeating historical stories step by step under your nose is particularly interesting when talking about it, and you can toast a glass of wine leisurely. Appreciate the developments with great interest.

At this time, several well-dressed monks rode on spiritual horses and accompanied a blank warrior to the gate of the mansion.

The general didn't have a trace of expression, turned his face to scan the many soldiers, and then turned his gaze to an official with a pale face: "You, go in and read the meaning of Your Majesty." Tell him to come out and surrender with your hands tied!"

If the official's face just now was like a white-washed garment, now it was as if he had been painted with white paint on the skin, and his legs trembled and he retreated from the unclosed door and stepped into the courtyard.

A thunderbolt shone brightly on the dark and dull sky, and in an instant, a thunderclap crackled and resounded! The torrential rain fell like beads, hitting the armored soldiers with the sound of gold and stone.

At this time, the officials who had entered earlier flew out of the courtyard with a bang and crashed into the wall like a flying pig. Hanging on the wall looks like a New Year's painting.

The soldier-like soldier with a wooden face did not have the slightest surprise or surprise, as if this was expected, or he didn't take this official to heart. Holding the head of the commotion with one hand, he looked at the courtyard: "Mu Yun collaborated with the enemy and treason, and he had two ambitions, so I was ordered to arrest him!"

The soldiers who did not say a word in the torrential rain were like a forest of stones that were washed away by the rain, and finally moved at this time. With a deafening shout from the forward rumble of the general, the four walls were shattered.

The walls collapsed with a bang. Mu Jiubian, who was standing in the courtyard, and now Mu Jiubian, who is still called Mu Yun, lowered his head and didn't look at the soldiers who were encircling, and slowly reached out and pulled out a shining knife: "This knife is loyal to its name, and it was given by the general!"

"I don't want to hurt my colleagues with this knife, so I will return this knife to the general today!" Mu Jiu suddenly threw the knife to the ground with all his strength, and suddenly sank into the ground. There was only one knife handle left, and the whole person was already running like a reckless ox, and its momentum was like a hundred people and a hundred horses!

Boom! Mu Jiubian relied on the power of one person's impact, and actually rushed the soldiers in front of him to fly upside down.

"If you are resisted arrest!" The general raised his head slightly, and even his chin was filled with a kind of coldness: "Then you will be killed!"

A large number of soldiers stepped forward. Whether the generals were satisfied with their ambitions or the dead foxes, they all shouted loudly, straddled their horses forward, and raised their swords to connect many soldiers, and the other sword seemed to have chopped all the rain to nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the fight was vigorous, and the ground in this area shook violently.

Mu Jiu turned red and snorted, and roared angrily: "Tell the general for me, I was framed by others for my humble position, and I didn't want to be killed, I disappointed his old man!"

Each voice was filled with poignant grief and indignation, and every word seemed to be as tragic as blood.

The tragic cry drifted through the air for miles, and Tan Weiran stood on the top of a tower with his hands in his hands, taking in all the changes that had happened a few miles away, and squinting his eyes with a hint of coldness.

The framing of Mu Jiubian from his political enemies actually happened again in the same way as in his previous life! It was exactly the same as what he knew.

It's so unreasonable. Tan Weiran secretly smiled, licked his dry lips, and his throat and eyes were a little indescribably hot, if because of the influence and changes he brought, Demu Jiu changed and unexpectedly worshiped a certain sect, there was no reason for this to happen.

There's definitely something weird about this!

Holding his forehead and muttering for a while, there is always something that he can't figure out. Tan Weiran thought dumbly, even if this incident was repeated inexplicably, there was no reason why Mu Jiubian would fall into such a besieged situation single-handedly.

The person named Zhang Hua, as well as the uncle and ancestor, will not be an illusion.

The fighting over there has become more intense and more dangerous. Between the leaps and turns, Mu Jiubian was obviously in danger, and blood burst out everywhere, but in order to fulfill his promise to the general, he was unwilling to kill his colleagues in person.

As a result, Mu Jiubian became more and more injured, surrounded by him, and his situation became more and more difficult. In the blink of an eye, a few guys dressed as guards were killed in the oblique pull, roaring and fighting bloodily, and they actually rushed out of a gap, and shouted hoarsely to Mu Jiu: "General's great kindness, I can't wait to repay ......"

Mu Jiubian gritted his teeth and escaped from the gap, looking back with tears in his eyes, and the blood was extremely sad, especially sad and angry, which made people's hearts very sad!

It's really sad to listen to, and tears to smell.

Tan Weiran's brows furrowed. He was able to kill a fly and said to himself: "There is no fellow sect from that sect to rescue? Is it that Mu Jiu is too bad to be a person, or is it because I have too much heart?"

Tan Weiran pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered the scene of the last time he almost encountered a confrontation halfway after chasing, and suddenly thought about it. Later, he confirmed it after a little inquiry. The people in those tents were Mu Jiubian and his party who led the escorts home.

Therefore, the last time he tracked the direction of that "Uncle Shizu", it was right that the other party was going to meet Mu Jiubian, and he might have been in Mu Jiubian's tent at that time.

Willing to send people to secretly protect Mu Jiubian's relatives, willing to send a "master uncle ancestor" who is in the realm of gods, is definitely the treatment of inner disciples and even core disciples. What reason is there to allow Mu Jiu to be framed and framed alone, and then be besieged and killed single-handedly?

This matter is getting weirder and weirder!

Tan Weiran's eyes flashed with coldness. Muttered: "I hope I'm too careful!"

As he spoke, he shook like a ghost, and then disappeared into the black, oppressive rainstorm.

............

Next, Tan Weiran did not follow Mu Jiubian, although after Mu Jiubian broke through in the capital, he was immediately chased and killed by Xia Changguo like a wild dog fleeing in embarrassment.

Look, Mu Jiubian really offended his political enemies, otherwise the political enemies would have discovered his talent and would have been afraid. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so unrelenting to kill this kid.

As the saying goes: the person who knows you best is often your opponent.

If someone like Mu Jiubian becomes an opponent. If you don't kill each other, you can't settle down.

It's like the Jade Void Sect to Pei Donglai!

Just before being talked about, he found his own way. Quietly came to Mu Jiuchang's hometown, and when he came again and was ready to sneak into Mu's house. I found that the door of the Mu family was closed, and the seal of the government was clearly pasted.

"The action was very fast, and it was actually seized. Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows, asked casually, and immediately heard more details.

The capital arrested Mu Jiubian. It was almost at the same time as the seizure of the old mansion. The difference is that Mu Jiubian seems to have relied on a few guys who are said to be "repaying the favor" to suddenly kill out, so as to break through and escape, but his parents and siblings were caught and none of them escaped.

Mu Jiubian escaped! His relatives were arrested?

If you don't know that Lu Dao Mu Jiu has changed into a certain sect, this matter is of course extremely reasonable. But the problem is. Tan Weiran knew very well that Mu Jiu had entered a certain sect, received the treatment of a true disciple, and even sent a strong person to carry out activities......

No matter what sect the other party is, Tan Weiran just wants to say one thing to the other party: You treat me as an idiot!

Watching something from a past life repeat itself bit by bit, and surprisingly identical. Tan Weiran has a feeling that he has been played by Mu Jiubian and his sect, there is no doubt that from now on, he is not the only one who has been played, but the whole world.

Maybe what everyone saw was originally what a certain sect wanted them to see in Mu Jiubian.

The closer he gets to the truth, the more he understands at a glance that giving grace and encircling Mu Jiu has come to naught, and it is impossible for the other party to serve the Dongwu Army.

Originally, I thought it was the influence and change I brought about that made Demu Jiu change into a certain sect. Tan Weiran showed a smile full of sarcasm when he thought about it, obviously, maybe he was the only one who knew that Mu Jiu had a teacher!

It must be admitted that the changes he brought about are not so strong for the time being, and the scope of the impact is not so wide for the time being.

"I wanted to come to envelop Mu Jiuchang, but I didn't expect to have such a ...... Interesting and amazing finds. Tan Weiran muttered to himself, and suddenly curled the corners of his mouth: "If this matter is stabbed, it will definitely be earth-shattering, and everyone's reaction will definitely be 120,000 interesting." ”

The truth looms and is already on the horizon.

Tan Weiran pursed his lips and a cold light flashed in his eyes, wanting to know the goal of Lu Dao Mu Jiu Chang and his sect? You only need to go to one more place to confirm the last thing, and you can be sure of it.

The place where Mu Jiubian and the future lord meet!(To be continued......)

PS: I recommend "Dragon Battles in the Sky", which is the book that Lao Di read all night the day before yesterday, and the ISBN 2769901

This article is reprinted from the online original literature portal - Starting Point Chinese Network: http:///Book/2769901.aspx