The moon has risen, and tonight it is a waning moon.

The firelight in Tai'an City reflects the fiery red in the sky, and the red is hot, making people feel like they are suddenly in the dawn.

But the night is not yet over, and the sky is not yet bright.

Beidi has always been a place of war, even Sizhou is no exception, even in today's peaceful world, those barbarians outside the Beiyan and Beiliang border passes may use some method to cross the Nutao River and kill them. Thirty years ago, a strong man from any small village or town would be a good man, even a drooping child with snot wiping his nose and wearing open crotch pants could wrestle with an adult nerd.

Although it is not as good as it was then, it cannot be underestimated. Although the leaders of the city guards and forbidden armies in the capital are all monopolized by the children of the family, and one by one they look a little weak and powerless, but the soldiers under their command are not casual and can be done. Although these soldiers do not participate in the war, they are not pampered people, most of them are recruited high-rollers, or hooligans in the market, there is nothing important on weekdays, and their hearts have long been itching, and now there is a rebel with such a big reputation in the city, all of them are gearing up and ready to go.

The remaining Qinglongwei lost their backbone, and the dragons were leaderless, so they were temporarily merged under the command of the Qilin Guard, and the rest of the Praetorian Guards were all gathered except for the White Tiger lineage, and all parts of the city were constantly sending reinforcements to the palace, and even the people of the Imperial Court Division were pouring out under the command of Yuwensu.

No one knew exactly what was going on in the palace, but they didn't need to confirm it with their own eyes when they were in front of them.

After Mo Jun killed out of the Qilin Gate, Sikong Xiang finally had no reason to stop the army from rushing into the palace, of course, at this time, Sikong Xiang wished they could go in and have a look.

Soon after, the palace sent countless envoys to spread one thing: the eldest prince and his party colluded with Tianxin Sect to sneak into the palace to launch a coup d'état.

The capital shook, and the ministers wept, calling for the sky and the earth.

Su Zhan, a scholar from Hanlin, sent a decree from the queen that the traitor must be arrested and brought to justice to pay tribute to His Majesty's spirit in the sky.

The rumors also swept in, no one could sleep peacefully tonight, and no one dared to sleep, no one wanted to sleep, but no one dared to go out at will. One by one, the flat-headed people lay on the side of the door and pricked up their ears to listen to the movement outside, and the dignitaries hurriedly assigned clever subordinates to secretly go out to inquire about the news, and they sighed in the courtyard with their arms behind their backs.

It's changed.

Of course, there were still many supporters of the great general in the capital, but unfortunately, their voices were quickly drowned out in the crowd. The reason is very simple, no matter who is right or wrong, arrest Mo Jun first, and then talk about it, Your Majesty has fallen, and there will always be an explanation.

The wind was still howling, and the demons were still roaring.

Mo Jun's figure was like lightning, and his eyes were full of contempt. Alone in the thousands of troops, but without the slightest panic, but unusually calm, as if all this was commonplace for him, to put it mildly.

One person and one sword can be worth millions of male divisions.

People have been yearning for the chivalrous man in the book since childhood, admiring the demeanor of not leaving a line for thousands of miles, even if there is really such a rumored person on the rivers and lakes, it is just a matter of hearing and not counting.

And tonight, seeing is believing.

But the person in front of him is not only a chivalrous man, when the situation changes, people's eyes suddenly become confused, and they can't see anything clearly.

Mo Jun is good at the qin, just like the hoarse sound of horses' hooves, the sound of swords in unison, and the sound of war drums;

Mo Jun is good at chess, just rely on his dragon decoration, sword folding, falling son;

Mo Jun is good at painting, and I saw him swaying blood and ink, swords and dragons and snakes, and wonderful brushstrokes.

A general, a luthier, a painter.

Is it an immortal? or a god?

In front of you, there is a banner covering the sky, and in your ears, there is a non-stop killing.

And Tai'an, whimpering.

Li Mujun pushed open the door of the Mo family.

She has been listening to Gongzi very obediently since she followed Mojun, and Gongzi will do whatever she wants, never complaining, and will not disobey.

When Mojun left that day, she asked her to stay at home honestly, and when he came back, Li Mujun did so, because she believed in Gongzi.

But tonight, she trusts her judgment even more, Childe must have had an accident!

Li Mujun held the original heart in his hand tightly, and looked around at the door with his eyes open, feeling uneasy in his heart. She found that the streets of the city were already full of troops, and the night was very late, but the sky was very bright, and the light of the fire reflected her handsome little face red, and her cheeks were slightly hot, just as she had been terrified and uneasy when she first saw her son that day.

But at such times, no one will be considerate of her feelings.

The small courtyard of the Mo family is located in the middle of nowhere, at the end of the alley at the corner of a street, the alley is dirty, and there are not many people on weekdays, and even tonight no army will pay attention here.

Another group of troops passed by the alley, Li Mujun poked his head out and glanced at it, secretly glad in his heart. Fortunately, Gongzi is low-key on weekdays, living in such a remote place, except for those who have a good relationship with him, almost no one in the capital knows where the general lives, otherwise this place would have been razed to the ground long ago tonight.

But Li Mujun still doesn't know what to do, her talent is good, but she started a little late, and her martial arts are not very strong, if she is allowed to deal with hundreds of soldiers, she may be able to barely cope with it, but if she plunges into this night...... I'm afraid that the identity of this princess can't protect her.

What should I do?

Li Mujun stomped her feet anxiously, she knew Gongzi's ability, if she really wanted to escape from this Tai'an City, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope, and she would not lose her life if she was left alone. If you don't want to be trapped in the palace, it's a big deal to go back to Su Mansion to be a subordinate, or find a place to hide, and it's not too late to get out of the city when the limelight passes. Of course, the premise is that no one in the court remembers her as a cheap princess.

And what she is most worried about is what if Childe doesn't let her go and kills her and comes back to pick her up? If you don't want to drag him down, she can slip away now, but if Childe doesn't find her, will she ......

Li Mujun scratched her ears and cheeks, her heart was numb, and finally she gritted her teeth and made up her mind, she simply packed her lower bag, and wanted to rush out with her sword on her shoulder.

Just the moment she opened the courtyard door, a dark shadow appeared in front of her, and she was so frightened that her hand shook and she jumped back a few big steps like a frightened rabbit.

Li Mujun blinked, carefully looked at the person in front of him, and found that the black shadow's face was also wearing a demon mask, and his heart suddenly sank.

She had heard Childe mention this man.

The black shadow seemed to laugh and greeted her: "Your Royal Highness Princess, good evening, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight." ”

Li Mujun held the bag in his arms, even though he was very scared in his heart, he still stubbornly stood with his sword, and he had a desperate posture.

Seeing this, King Fudo Ming hugged his arms and said with a smile: "Your Highness wants to fight with me?"

Li Mujun bowed slightly, and the hand holding the sword was even harder: "I want to give it a try." ”

King Fudo Ming spread his hands and said: "Forget it, the deity is not a vicious person, such a thing as destroying flowers with spicy hands, I will not do it until I have to." After all, the deity is a gentle and elegant person, especially when I can't see such a beautiful woman crying as His Royal Highness, which can be said to urge my heart. ”

Li Mujun was disgusted, and his heart said that this kind of words had always only come from the mouth of a hooligan, and he couldn't imagine that this immovable king was still this kind of person.

King Fudo Ming hugged his arms, tilted his head to look at Li Mujun, and his tone gradually became cold: "I have said everything that the deity should say, I hope Your Highness can be honest, don't force me to be rough, at that time...... It's not pretty!"

Li Mujun trembled slightly, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hand over the stuff. ”

"What?"

"The deity is just here to get his own things back, does His Highness have to pretend to be stupid?"

Li Mujun frowned and said, "What is it?"

King Fudo Ming said unhappily: "A square piece of jade, don't tell me you haven't seen it! that's the mark of my Heavenly Heart Sect!"

Li Mujun's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he remembered something, and suddenly hugged the package in his arms more nervously, denying: "I haven't seen it!"

Seeing this, King Fudong Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense, Li Mujun only felt that his eyes flickered, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulders, his arms were numb, and the package fell down as soon as his hand was loosened.

King Fudo raised his hand and snatched it up, pulled it open, and poured the objects inside to the ground, and the messy things fell to the ground messily.

King Fudong looked closely, but saw that they were all ordinary objects such as books, silver money, and some women's underwear, and there was no Tianxin seal carved with a jade lion at all.

"Hooligans, die!" Li Mujun stabbed out with a sword in shame.

King Fudo Ming gently dodged the blow sideways, his movements were slightly exaggerated, but fortunately he couldn't see his expression, otherwise he didn't know what kind of situation it would be.

Coughing in embarrassment, King Fudo asked again, "Where are the things?"

"I don't know!"

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.