As Mo Jun expected, everything after that unfolded "naturally", and the Yuwen clan cooperated with the Tianxin Sect to force the Great Prince and his party into a desperate situation step by step, almost to the point of no return.

First of all, he used the envoy of King Qi to make a big fuss on the occasion of the birthday banquet, and the whole Tai'an fell into chaos that night, people were led by the nose of Tianxin Sect, and they were played around, and even Mo Jun really wanted to take down the third Ming King, but unexpectedly fell into her way.

In the end, the heavenly machine starfell, and the patron saint of the Great Zhou fell.

This is the worst outcome, Wei Shengzhao and Mo Jun naturally hope that Tianji can capture the greedy wolf, then there is no need to risk anything at all.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Without the protection of Tianji, Wei Shengzhao naturally could no longer stand by and watch what happened in Beijing, he had to give an explanation to the ministers and the people, so the next step was also "reasonable".

King Wei Shengyou of Qi was imprisoned, the general Mo Jun and the great prince Wei Shenghuan were all grounded, and overnight, the party of the great prince was left with only one single tree of the Yang family, and in that situation, he could only curl up and tremble. If Yuwen didn't use them, it would be enough for Yang Kai to burn high incense, let alone let him care about other people's lives and deaths.

Wei Shengzhao suffered blows one after another, and his body was unable to support it for a while, so he hid in the health hall. On the surface, it seems that the DPRK has been covered by the Yuwen clan.

With great power comes great ambition.

However, no matter what, Wei Shengyou and Mo Jun are still alive after all, and their life is an obstacle for Yu Wenlie, the biggest obstacle under their Yuwen clan alone, like a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, which makes him extremely uncomfortable. Therefore, these two people must die, but they must not die at their hands, and the best way to do this is to "kill each other".

This was once again expected by Mo Jun, and he calculated that the Yuwen clan would never let the two of them live, although he was not sure what method the Yuwen clan would use, but he only needed to respond to all changes with the same.

It wasn't until Mei Sanniang came to find Mo Jun that Mo Jun already understood what was about to happen.

It's almost over.

It's all about to begin.

Mo Jun rushed into the Imperial Court Division like crazy, he wanted to see Wei Shengyou for the last time, but after all, he was still a step too late.

Blood prisons, sword lights, corpses...... There is also the relieved smile on Wei Shengyou's face, this scene is as hazy and illusory as a dream, but it is as clear and poignant as reality.

Unexpectedly, Wei Shengyou is dead, but Mo Jun has always been difficult to accept this scene, he can't understand Wei Shengyou, and he can't understand Wei Shengzhao, but this is a matter of the two, he has no right to ask, no right to care.

He only remembered that he had sworn in front of Wei Shengyou that he would definitely take care of Mei Sanniang, and when he heard this, Wei Shengyou had a smile on his face, and Mo Jun had never seen this kind of smile.

He still remembered that that day in the dungeon, Wei Shengzhao's gaze fell on Wei Shengyou's corpse, and then the great emperor and Mo Jun passed by, and the two exchanged a look, which Mo Jun had never seen before.

"I don't want to see him again. ”

That day, Wei Shengzhao said such a sentence, and in the ears of others, they thought that Wei Shengzhao was referring to Mo Jun, but only Mo Jun understood who Wei Sheng Zhao was talking about, so he knelt down to Wei Sheng Zhao and said such a sentence.

"Your Majesty, take care!"

Mo Jun remembered that when he was carried away by the Blood Banner Army, he looked at Wei Shengzhao, who had his back to him, his body trembling slightly, his hands wrapped around Wei Shengyou's corpse, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's a pity that it's a dungeon, only the cold ceiling, and you can't see the sky.

Mo Jun was taken into the heavenly prison, and Wei Shengzhao hid in the health hall again.

The two of them just waited, waiting for the Yuwen clan to take this last step, and it was already clear how to take this step.

For the Yuwen clan, the last obstacle is the emperor, Wei Shengzhao is not something they can easily control, what they need is a puppet emperor who comes with one-handed support, so the emperor must also die.

The Yuwen clan cooperated with the Tianxin Sect, but in the eyes of outsiders, the Tianxin Sect was a group of generals, and if the Tianxin Sect was allowed to kill the emperor in front of everyone, black would become white, and white would become black.

Although the prison is located in the Imperial Court Division, it is not subordinate to the Imperial Court Division, and it is easy for Wei Shengzhao to send someone to take away Mo Jun without knowing it.

There is a city-wide curfew, and the time has come.

The health hall is the end, and the end is also a dead end, the last step taken by Yu Wenlie is not a cloud ladder for him to climb up, but a pitch-black abyss.

At this moment, the white robe flew.

Tread the snow and get out of the sheath.

At this moment, in the health hall, there are dozens of corpses lying horizontally and vertically, and the hall is filled with a strong smell of blood, which is red, coupled with the black smoke in the hall, it seems to have fallen into the blood mist, which makes people feel creepy.

Of those standing, there are only seven left, and one is lying on his stomach.

Huang Hao felt as if his waist was broken, his chest was tight, he held his head, trembling and lying on the ground, listening to the conversation of the others, all thoughts were lost, knowing that he was already a dead end.

But suddenly, a strong desire to survive came up, and he ignored his unconscious back and legs, and slammed his hands on the ground, wanting to take advantage of the confrontation between the two parties and no one cared about him as a little person, and took the opportunity to slip away. As soon as he got up, a wide palm pressed on his shoulder, and he suddenly felt a mountain of pressure.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Huang Hao wept with a sad face.

"Da Neiguan, the play hasn't finished yet, how can you leave the show early? After all, there is also your share here!" Wei Shengzhao said with a smile, but this smile made people's backs cold.

"Your Majesty!" Huang Hao knelt on the ground with a "snort", began to kowtow desperately, and cried out incessantly: "The slave and maid have followed Your Majesty for so many years, and they have worked hard without merit!

Wei Shengzhao sneered and said: "You dare to do these things with your life, when the matter is coming, why are you reluctant to die?"

"Slaves, slaves and maids promise that as long as they leave this palace, there will be no more Huang Hao in the world! What has happened in the palace over the years, I haven't seen anything, and I can't remember anything!" Huang Hao raised his sleeves and wiped a handful of tears, and inadvertently stuck his nose again, looking extremely funny, but he didn't care about these at all, seeing that Wei Shengzhao's expression seemed to be touched, he hurriedly added: "Your Majesty! You are a slave and maid is a fart, let it go!"

Wei Shengzhao's hand on his shoulder patted it lightly, and asked with interest, "What happened in the palace over the years...... What are you talking about?"

Huang Hao cried even more fiercely: "The slave can't remember anything!"

"Can't remember?"

"I didn't see anything!" Huang Hao hurriedly slapped himself a few times, crackling, full of strength, and the corners of his mouth actually left blood stains.

"Oh......" Wei Shengzhao nodded thoughtfully as if he understood something, and then smiled: "Don't worry, I don't need to kill you myself." ”

Huang Hao fell to the ground completely.

Mo Jun didn't have time to pay attention to the farce behind him, he clenched the snow tightly, and a pair of phoenix eyes always stared at the man.

That man has many names, you can call him Greedy Wolf, you can call him Fudo Ming King, you can call him his original name, and you can even call him General.

At least that's what most people think now, at least the two are very similar in figure and dressed very similarly, so as to confuse the real.

It's just that one person is in white clothes and the other is in black robes.

Mo Jun remembered that he should have met King Fudo Ming for the first time, and after thinking about it, he felt that there should still be some courtesy, so he arched his hand, smiled and greeted: "I have admired the name for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet you." ”

Fudo Ming nodded stiffly.

Mo Jun then said politely: "I have seen you many times in my dreams before, and when I see the deity today, my demeanor is even worse." ”

King Fudo seemed to be stunned for a moment, he seemed to have heard this sentence just now, so he subconsciously replied with a smile "Interesting".

"It's a lot of fun. Mo Jun nodded approvingly, his face full of playfulness: "Interesting masks, interesting dreams, interesting people." ”

King Fudo Ming bowed slightly, and pressed the hilt of his sword with one hand.

Mo Jun didn't pay attention to the hostility of King Fudong Ming at the moment, nor did he have the slightest intention of fighting, but instead paced around the circle with his hands behind his back, and then asked, "Where did your mask come from?"

King Fudo Ming subconsciously touched the mask on his face, and his fingers inadvertently touched the fangs on the mask, and sneered: "This kind of ghost mask is everywhere, could it be that everything in this world is exclusive to your general?"

Mo Jun frowned slightly, it sounded like something was wrong, but he couldn't study it in detail for a while, so he had to nod. Then he raised his head slightly, and said with a confused gaze: "I have met many people, they always like to talk to me about dreams, tell the stories in dreams, mysterious and false, and ask me if I believe in dreams at the end." ”

"Every time I answer, I don't believe it. ”

"But I've been having a dream a lot lately, and it's ridiculous, ridiculous, but it feels real, as if it really happened. In the dream, I in the black robe killed me in the white robe, and both of them wore masks on their faces. Mo Jun paused, looked at the King of Fudo Ming, and continued: "At first, I thought that you were eroding my sanity, which led to this dream, but then I remembered that I had this dream a long time ago, and it was exactly the same, vividly, at that time, there was no greedy wolf like you. ”

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Mo Jun's face, and the figure of the King of the Ming Dynasty seemed to tremble.

"I remember that it was because of this ridiculous dream that I didn't believe in these things anymore, but when this dream reappeared, even I began to doubt myself, what is the dream?"

"The old man of Tianji said that dreams are omens. If it is as he said, then the meaning of this dream must be that you killed me. Mo Jun's eyes became cold, he pointed at the King of Fudong, and said coldly: "So I want to ask, what is a dream for you?"

Hearing this, King Fudo Ming seemed to be stunned, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Interesting!"

"What's interesting?" Mo Jun stared, suddenly feeling a strangeness.

"I have also had this dream you said, and the content is exactly the same as yours. ”

Mo Jun froze in place, and then he raised his eyes to look at the Fudo Ming King, and on the latter's mask, the ugly demon had fangs open and a bloody mouth, as if it was about to devour people into the boundless hell.

"Heaven's Chances Say Dreams Are Omens? Stupid! ...... for Greedy Wolves"

Under the mask, I could vaguely see an astonishing light shining in the eyes of the Fudo Ming King.

"Dreams are desires!"