Jinling City is one of the three lively capitals in the world, and there is a lantern festival on this night, which makes people appreciate what is prosperous and a paradise on earth.

The little overlord of Jinling, who loves to join in the fun, is quite helpless, he missed all the lantern festivals in the first two years, and this year, it was also because he was beaten by Zhongxi Hou and lost his ability to act.

He was wrapped in a rice dumpling, and he couldn't move while lying on the bed. The eyes that could be opened slightly stared at the roof, stunned. Although he was beaten so severely by Zhong Xihou, for some reason, every word of the Lord of the Western Land repeatedly appeared in his mind.

Is what you have done so far really unwise, or even stupid?

Maybe a few years, maybe a few months, or even ten days, he will have to succeed to the king of Jinling, which is inevitable. In other words, others may feel that they are in power, and they are very lucky. But in the eyes of this little overlord of Jinling, it is a cage with no entry and exit, and he will be trapped in Jinling for the rest of his life, and he will not be free.

was pondering when he suddenly heard a noise outside the house, as if Gong'e was blocking someone from entering.

When he got closer, hearing the familiar voice, Zhu Yinuo's eyes couldn't help but shoot a dazzling light, and he was extremely happy.

Soon the door was pushed open, and the palace was helpless, kneeling outside the threshold with a sad face. His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Dynasty had ordered that no one should approach the medical hall, and how did the guards outside do things, so they let people in.

When Zhu Yinuo saw the person coming, he began to make a sound "whining", like the sound made when a mute tried to describe it.

"It's only been a few days since I came, and some Gong'e can't recognize me?"

The person who came was joking, but when he saw Zhu Yinuo wrapped in zongzi, he was first shocked, and then angry.

He walked briskly to the bedside and sat down.

"Who was the one who was stabbed with a thousand knives and made you look like this ghost?"

It is natural that it will not be an ordinary person who can rampage like this in the Forbidden City and no one dares to stop him, and the person who came is Zhu Yinuo's cousin who has not seen him for a few days, and Mo Ming, the current sword leader of the Mo family.

Mo Ming's dress today is different from the past, he is no longer wearing a scribe's robe, today he is wearing a sword with narrow sleeves and a waist, and light armor on his wrists, waist and left shoulder. The folding fan that used to be held in the hand is also missing today, and the Mo family's Mo Yu sword, which can only be worn by the sword-bearer, is held in the hand.

What made Zhu Yinuo even more puzzled was that Mo Ming was carrying a long wooden box today, which looked like a sword box. But with such a large sword box, how many swords should be hidden in it?

"Zhongxi Hou!"

Zhu Yinuo was already able to speak and speak clearly. After all, he was seriously injured, and every time he opened his mouth, his jaw and throat would be painful. Whether it was Zhu Jiannan or the old dragon king, they were by his side, and Zhu Yinuo didn't even bother to open his mouth, let alone speak. But as soon as Mo Ming came, the pain was negligible in the face of not being able to speak.

Hearing Zhong Xihou's three words, Mo Ming's fists couldn't help clenching.

Then it took nearly an hour for Zhu Yinuo to finish the matter briefly little by little.

Mo Ming couldn't help frowning, he believed that Xiao Yinuo didn't kill that Qin Ji, because Xiao Yinuo was not a person who dared to kill but didn't dare to admit it. But the strange thing is that why Zhong Xihou just decided that it was Zhu Yinuo who killed that subordinate?

"Little brother, I want to go to the rivers and lakes!"

Accustomed to hearing Zhu Yinuo call his name, this "little brother" that he hadn't heard for a long time, Mo Ming suddenly felt a little strange. Yes, Zhu Yinuo has a big brother, a little brother, and his little brother.

The younger brother should always be protected and loved by the elder brothers, but when Zhu Yinuo said such a request, Mo Ming was embarrassed.

"You do it, King Jinling!"

Zhu Yinuo struggled to say such a sentence again, he was not joking, this was his words from the heart. Mo Ming came to be the king of Jinling, his purpose was not to let himself be happy and not take on that responsibility. Zhu Yinuo thinks from the bottom of his heart that if the little brother is really absent one day and his grandfather is gone, only Mo Ming becomes the king of Jinling, and Lincheng can continue to prosper.

Mo Ming gently touched the younger brother's head with her hand, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"The king of Jinling can only be surnamed Zhu. If His Royal Highness is gone, it will naturally be our Jinling Xiaobawang to be the King of Jinling. If you're afraid, don't be afraid, little brother is here. ”

Zhu Yinuo knew that Mo Ming would refuse, but when he heard Mo Ming's answer, he was in a little better.

"Little brother, I want to go to the rivers and lakes!"

But then, it's this sentence again.

Jianghu, Jianghu?

Mo Ming couldn't help but shake her head and sighed, Xiao Yinuo, Xiao Yinuo, why do you have to keep thinking about the so-called rivers and lakes. What you yearn for, you can't find it in the rivers and lakes.

"Come, little brother, let you see what good things you brought today. ”

Mo Ming didn't want to answer his question, but instead untied the sword box behind his back, put it on the ground and slowly opened it. The sword box was opened, and in an instant, colorful light emerged, and Zhu Yinuo's eyes were also attracted at once.

"Up!" funny

With Mo Ming's shout, from the sword box, "whoosh", "whoosh", twelve sounds in succession, twelve spirit swords flew out of the sword box, and they were suspended in the air like that.

Zhu Yinuo couldn't help but want to raise his head, but helplessly, with a "clacking" sound of bones, he couldn't help but open his mouth and scream in pain, and lay quietly again.

Zhu Yinuo carefully looked at the twelve spirit swords suspended in mid-air, his eyes full of envy.

"If you promise to do one thing for your brother, you can choose one of the twelve swords. ”

Hearing Mo Ming's words, Zhu Yinuo's eyes opened a lot at once, and his injuries seemed to be about to recover. He carefully took a look at it, looked at this one, thought it was beautiful, looked at that one, and felt that it was sharp. No matter which one it is, it is something he likes very much.

But he really had to choose one, but he muttered.

Knowing what Xiao Yinuo was thinking, Mo Ming couldn't help but smile and explained: "If these twelve spirit swords belong to your little brother, if you like them, take them all out, and the little brother won't say anything." It's a pity that these twelve spirit swords were deposited by someone else in the little brother's place. It is also not appropriate to take something from someone else and give it to you. ”

Hearing this sentence again, the light in Zhu Yinuo's eyes couldn't help but dim a little.

"It's okay, the little brother said that you can pick one, and that person won't object. If you see him in the future, you might call him brother?"

Mo Ming's voice was gentle, but why was the last sentence a little lonely?

Although Zhu Yinuo was a little puzzled, he could hear that he could indeed choose, and the light in his eyes was even greater. This moment of joy and sadness is completely tossing his sick number.

Mo Ming led the sword to Zhu Yinuo one by one so that he could see it carefully, and introduced him to the name and origin of the sword one by one.

When Zhu Yinuo saw the spirit sword that was less than three feet, the light in his eyes was even brighter, and then when he heard Mo Ming say that the previous owner of this sword was called Liu Sanqing, Zhu Yinuo couldn't wait to get up now and grasp this spirit sword called Thin Horse again.

"Skinny horse!"

The thin horse is indeed a good sword, but the peach demon and the little dog are more gorgeous among the twelve swords. In Mo Ming's opinion, Xiao Yinuo is more likely to choose the peach demon and the little dog, and he never thought that he would choose this skinny horse with his poor appearance. can be called Liu Sanqing by the owner of the thin horse, and he will understand.

"Okay, then this little brother of the skinny horse will give it to you on behalf of the master. In the same way, you might promise your little brother one thing?"

I don't even want the King of Jinling, and now that the thin horse is back to me, what else can't I agree to Zhu Yinuo immediately blinked and nodded, but then what Mo Ming said made him stunned.

"The rivers and lakes I am in do not have the chivalrous courage you yearn for, only bloody wind and rain. Little brother wants you, be your king of Jinling with peace of mind, don't be whimsical anymore. ”

Zhu Yinuo never imagined that his closest little brother would finally have to give up his dream of rivers and lakes.

Mo Ming also knew how cruel it was to destroy a teenager's dream like this, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then he added: "You have traveled all over the world, and you will know how many people Yi Shuihan and the Shadow Guard died in those two years." If you have the consciousness of being a child of the Zhu family, then listen to the little brother and give up. ”

Killing people is not enough, but what Mo Ming is saying now, although every sentence is true, it is really heart-piercing.

"Little brother, I don't want to. ”

Mo Ming touched his head gently, and he really didn't know how to persuade him. If he told Zhu Jiannan about it euphemistically, how would this little promise bear it? He thought of another person, and then felt that this method was feasible, so he said it.

"The rivers and lakes are just a place where the grass gathers, if you want to know what is the blood of a man, you should go to the battlefield like a few uncles to prove that there is no one in the Zhu family. There are two armies in Daye that are difficult to hide, one is the Black Armor Army in the West, and the other is the White Crow of Ziwei City. ”

Zhu Yinuo nodded, Mo Ming had mentioned that he was going to Ziwei City to practice, and then the little brother Zhu Jiannan mentioned it again. What was Ziwei City like, and what was the White Crow Army, he was also curious. Now that Mo Ming mentioned it again, he also felt that if she Zhu Yinuo really couldn't go to the rivers and lakes, then the battlefield might be like the rivers and lakes, chivalrous and courageous, swords and swords.

"You have a misunderstanding with Zhong Xihou, and you won't be able to solve it for a while. I have some friendship with Liang Boye in Ziwei City, and let you go to the White Crow Army for a few years to train, and I think he will take some care of you in the future. ”

"Okay, all listen to the little brother. ”

When Zhu Yinuo said this, Mo Ming was a little surprised. He really can't talk about it, Xiao Yinuo is so easy to talk today, not as stubborn as in the past, but suddenly grew up and let go of his obsession with the so-called rivers and lakes?

"Okay, I'm going to go to His Highness and talk about something. The skinny horse will be placed next to your pillow and healed from your injuries before you can hold this magic weapon. ”

Zhu Yinuo nodded, like that, it was so well-behaved that Mo Ming was a little unnatural. Or maybe it was Zhong Xihou's fat beating that made Zhu Yinuo change his temper, if this is the case, it is also a blessing.

Mo Ming left the medical hall, Zhu Yinuo listened quietly, and after making sure that he would not come back after walking far, his eyes changed.

The original well-behaved disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a fierceness. If the good scheming and the person in the same high position see the eyes of this little prince of Jinling, he may also be able to see from it that there is a trace of ambition from the bottom of his heart.

Zhu Yinuo stretched out his left hand and held the thin horse, he raised the sword and looked at it carefully.

This sword is less than three feet, and the blade is meager. This skinny horse is an excellent fast swordsman saber. That Liu Sanqing is also a talented fast swordsman, and he is also a nine-star flying man.

"It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Zhongxi Hou, one day, I, Zhu Yinuo, will ask you to pay the price for what you did today!"