Volume 2 Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moons Chapter 129 Trapped in a Ghost City

Those who fall are wiped out, and those who die go forward and follow suit.

And in the middle of the temple came another evil spirit.

The King of Fudo Ming stood quietly on the steps with his arms behind his back, surrounded by broken walls and ruins and corpses, under the contrast, his figure at this moment was a little lonely, he stared at the back of the white light in the distance, and did not know what he was thinking.

Ever since the Absolute Shadow drank the blood of Wei Shengzhao, the King of Fudo Ming put it in the scabbard, and he himself has never made a move, whether it is in the hall or outside the palace, he just watched Mo Jun alone and with a sword, and he disappeared.

"Why don't you make a move?" Sikong Quan's ericket body also emerged from the darkness, and there was still not the slightest expression fluctuation on his markinged face, even if his heart was extremely unhappy at the moment.

Wei Shengguang stood aside respectfully, and his mind had long since drifted away. After tonight, there is no one in this world who can stop him from becoming the Son of Heaven, and no one can stop him from ascending to the top of the mountain, which used to be one step away, but in front of this step, there are two people, and now they are both dead.

The frustrated prince meets the frustrated minister and hits it off.

As the teacher of the princes, Sikong Quan taught Weisheng Huan loyalty and benevolence, and taught Weisheng Shao treachery and deceit, but he taught Weisheng Guang the word "forbearance", which is also the path he has been practicing along the way.

The hidden dragon is hidden in the abyss.

Sikong Quan is very serious, and even said that he is a little rigid and can't tolerate the slightest mistake, but tonight he let Yu Wenhong slip in and let Mo Jun escape, which is not the best ending.

King Fudong Ming heard Sikong Quan's question, and just replied lightly: "The damned ones are already dead, and Mojun's road is still very long, if I don't make a move, he may not be able to leave Tai'an alive." If he really survived, then I can only say that his life should not be extinguished, and this is the will of God. ”

Sikong Quan suddenly smiled: "The old man still remembers the oath you swore to get rid of Mojun." ”

"What's wrong with getting rid of it? After tonight, there will be no more generals in Tai'an. ”

"Are you still playing word games with the old man?" or ......" Sikong Quan seemed to think of something, and said with a slight mockery: "Are you afraid?"

The figure of the King of Fudo shook violently and turned his head.

Sikong Quan smiled even more: "I didn't expect that the Great Ming King of the Tianxin Sect was still a face-saving person. ”

The King of Fudo glared angrily.

Sikong Quan seemed to have seen through the mind of King Fudong Ming, and he knew it in his heart, so he didn't plan to expose him again. Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked deeply at the bloody path that was killed by Mo Junsheng, and sighed.

"Amazing General. ”

Sikong Quan left tremblingly, and then Shi Cheng led hundreds of dead soldiers to rush over, seeing this situation, he was dumbfounded, so he hurriedly led people to clean up the mess.

King Fudo Ming looked at the half-dead Liu Baiqi and said with a smile: "Third Master, are you still alive?"

"Lao Tzu's life is hard!" Liu Baiqi scolded angrily, then touched his chest, and said with palpitations: "That Mo Jun...... It's really fucking amazing! I said that King Ming, you shouldn't be the same as that Sikong Quan said, are you really afraid?"

King Fudo Ming was stunned, nodded, and shook his head again: "Sort of." ”

Liu Baiqi didn't know why, but since the other party said so, then he was really afraid, but he was still puzzled, that day the King of Fudo Ming was not afraid of the heavenly machine, and now although this Mojun is powerful, it is far from being as good as the strongest Taiji, why is King Fudo still afraid?

If you can't figure it out, you ask, and if you still don't understand, then you just ignore it, this is Liu Baiqi's style. Therefore, he did not plan to dwell on this matter, but there was still one thing he did not understand.

"Why would you find someone like the boss Kongquan to cooperate, that old fox feels that it is not simple at first glance, it is very insidious, it is simply seeking skin with the tiger, and maybe it will bite us back in the future!"

King Fudo Ming said abruptly: "Tianxin Sect needs a place to live, otherwise there are so many people, you will raise them?"

"But ......"

King Fudo Ming said unhappily: "Third Master, when did you become such a mother-in-law? The matter has come to this point, no matter how much he says, he can't go back, no matter how much he is in power, no matter how Wei Shengguang is, my Tianxin Sect is still Tianxin Sect, we are not his subordinates......! The path of the King of Fudo Ming will definitely go longer and farther than them!"

Liu Baiqi's eyes were dull, as if he was stunned, and he was speechless for a while.

"Hide the corpse, destroy it, and we'll evacuate this place immediately!" Seeing this, the king of Fudo Ming didn't want to say more about this matter, so he thought about the rest of the people and ordered.

Everyone got busy, Liu Baiqi looked at the moon-covering green dragon in a daze, and then bent down and carried it up.

"It's so fucking heavy!" Liu Baiqi grinned and scolded secretly, since he had just hit Mo Jun, the bones in his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and this would be pressed by this big knife, only to feel the bones of his whole body squeak, his muscles hurt badly, his feet slipped, and he almost didn't stand firm.

Liu Baiqi is not good at playing this kind of big knife, this kind of weapon is extremely inapplicable to a high-roller like him, but this moon-occult green dragon is still an artifact after all, in addition, it has a different meaning for him. That's why he decided to take the broadsword with him, even though it looked a bit out of place.

The palace gradually fell silent, the shouts of killing, the sound of explosions, and the sound of swords faded away, as if nothing had happened, only the smell of blood in the air, and the corpses lying on the streets of the palace were still telling of the catastrophe that had been experienced here.

Some of the timid palace maids and eunuchs began to poke their heads out, but the oncoming tragedy frightened them into peeing their pants, their legs and feet were weak, they couldn't move, and only one mouth was left in their bodies and they were still crying and screaming.

And Sikong Quan, Wei Shengguang, and the people of the Tianxin Sect have already evacuated this place.

In the dark underground palace in the eastern suburbs of Tai'an, there are many secret passages. One of them had only been dug for a short time, leading directly to the Prince's Palace, and the other leading to the backyard of the Taifu's Mansion, but it had been buried a long time ago. As for the road leading to the prince's palace...... I guess it's going to be gone the next day.

The palace was full of mourning, hoping that someone would come to save them, but the rescuers were still blocked from the Qilin Gate by the conscientious Sikong Fantasy.

Until a light appeared.

White, bloody.

When the two sides meet, everything speaks for itself.

The army waiting outside the door finally has a goal, isn't this man with a ghost face in front of him the general who mysteriously escaped from the imperial court and colluded with the Tianxin Sect to do evil to His Majesty? And the embarrassed appearance of this person in front of him was obviously killed from the palace, who are there in the palace? Blood Banner Army, Qinglongwei, and ...... Your Majesty!

"Take down the traitor Mojun for me!"

I don't know who shouted, the originally stunned army suddenly became excited, the whip was raised, and the long knife and spear on the waist were waved.

They are just the guards and forbidden troops of the capital, and they never participate in the war, so they don't have much affection for this world-famous general, at most they admire and revere the god of war. But a traitor is a traitor, this is a fact, there is no need for any hesitation, there is no choice, unless the general single-handedly called over the 100,000 troops stationed outside the city, then they might consider escaping, and now it is ten thousand against one.

Sikong Xiang wiped a cruel smile from the corner of his mouth, what if he escaped from the palace? Who can escape from Tai'an?

Black clouds overwhelm the city, and the mountains roar with a tsunami.

And the evil ghosts are laughing, too.