[This Sword Palace... Is it not the same as being unreliable?]

Looking at the distant streamer in the sky, a trace of doubt flashed in Mo Jue's heart.

Whether it is Zhang Ziyi, Xiao Fu, or Liancheng, they are all full of unreliable atmosphere.

couldn't help but make Mo Jue wonder if he would become like that in the future.

As soon as this thought came out, Mo Jue shuddered, and it felt terrifying just thinking about it.

However, Mo Jue was still full of gratitude to Liancheng in his heart, not only because the other party opened the door to practice for him, but also because he put down the things in his hand and rushed here for Mo Jue.

This seems to be a simple thing, but in fact, there are not many things that can be done, and it took Mo Jue more than half a month to get down from the Cloud Sword Sect and then rush here.

And Liancheng arrived only one night, although he came a little late, but it is undeniable that the other party must have arrived in a hurry when he received the news of Mo Jue.

"Okay, where do we go next?"

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, Mo Jue sat on the ground casually and muttered.

He didn't hesitate about his next destination, because he had already decided to go to the Feiyu Imperial Capital to find out.

Mo Jue hesitated to see the old woman's condition before leaving.

After all, the other party had a conflict with others for him, which made Mo Jue very worried about the safety of the old woman.

Thinking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Mo Jue's eyes.

Mo Jue seemed to be calm just now, but in fact, he just hid these emotions.

Mo Jue didn't want Zhang Ziyi and others to know about the problems he encountered, and someone had helped him solve them in the past, but Hu Anping's dead point woke up Mo Jue.

You can't rely on others for everything, you have to rely on yourself for everything!

And this time, there was a problem with Mo Jue's Dao Heart, and they couldn't help much.

Immediately, Mo Jue decided that it was better to take a look, so he turned around and walked towards the depths of the ruins.

Mo never found the old woman and her party, but only saw a cemetery on a low hillside.

The tombstone reads: Tomb of Yangliu Town.

Apparently it had just been created, and even the dirt on it was still wet.

Mo Jue sat casually on the ground, took out a pot of wine, and drank it.

A city's cemetery, this is also the first time Mo Jue has seen it.

But what he felt was not a sense of novelty, but an incomparably heavy heart.

"I'm sorry..."

Mo Jue muttered a sentence in his mouth, he felt guilty that he hadn't been able to save more people.

In the past, he only hearded about evil cultivators, but when he really faced them, he understood the cruelty of evil cultivators and the helplessness of those ordinary people who were powerless to fight.

I don't know how long it took, the sun rose over the distant horizon.

A ray of sunlight shone through the clouds on Mo Jue's body, warming his body, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in his heart.

On the ground, empty wine jugs were stacked haphazardly, and Mo Jue's face was a little drunk.

Just as Mo Jue was paralyzing himself, two figures came from afar, and it didn't take long for them to come behind him.

"Mo Jue, why are you here?"

A voice that had been absent for a long time sounded, and it seemed that it was very surprised that Mo would definitely appear here.

The latter didn't look back, and the existence of spiritual consciousness made Mo Jue discover the identity of the other party a long time ago, and just whispered: "Long time no see, Qi Zheng." ”

The person who came was Mo Jue's old friend, Qi Zheng and his subordinate Qingyuan.

Qi Zheng was still wearing a gorgeous robe, as if he was afraid that others would not know his noble status.

And behind him, the silent Qing Yuan quietly put her hand on the weapon on her waist and looked at Mo Jue vigilantly.

"You haven't answered my question yet, why are you here?"

Qi Zheng asked, and then sat casually next to Mo Jue, with a hint of a smile on his face.

When the former and the two first met, they didn't change much, and they still looked like they were familiar.

"Don't you know everything, why do you knowingly ask?"

Faced with Qi Zheng's question, Mo never answered it positively, but threw the question back.

To say that Feiyu Country does not have its own intelligence organization, Mo Jue will not believe anything.

What's more, Qi Xiong is dead, and the royal family of Feiyu Kingdom still doesn't know at all, it can be said that it is ridiculous and generous.

Qi Zheng chuckled: "Heh, come and drink me, those wines of yours are not strong enough, this is strong enough!"

As he spoke, Qi Zheng took out a pot of wine and handed it to Mo Jue, holding a pot of wine himself.

Mo Jue took the flask and took a sip without thinking about it, a strong aroma of wine poured into his nose, and a hot feeling rose from his stomach.

But it's not that Mo Jue is not suspicious, and he believes that he has the ability to protect himself, on the one hand, Qi Zheng's current strength is lower than Mo Jue.

On the other hand, even if Qi was poisoning the wine, Mo Jue was sure to freeze it before the poison set in.

"Why are you here?"

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, Mo Jue, who felt a lot more comfortable, asked.

He expected that someone from Feiyu Kingdom would inevitably come to investigate, but he didn't expect that the person who came would be Qi Zheng.

You must know that a prince has just died here, and if you take another one in, won't it be a big loss?

Mo Jue's words made Qi Zheng stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, and said with a smile: "My brother is dead, can't I come to see it?"

Although he said that, Mo Jue couldn't see a trace of sadness in Qi Zheng's eyes.

[The most ruthless emperor's family...]

Somehow, this sentence suddenly appeared in Mo Jue's mind, and at this moment he seemed to understand a little bit of the meaning of this sentence.

The two of them chatted over a glass of wine, looking like they were close old friends.

In fact, both of them knew in their hearts that this was just a façade.

Qi Xiong's actions caused a gap between Mo Feiyu Kingdom, and Qi Zheng's mind was obviously not so simple.

However, one thing is the same, neither of them mentioned Qi Xiong's death too much.

After a few pots of spirits, Qi Zheng was obviously a little drunk, and put his arm around Mo Jue's shoulder and said, "I already knew that you would come back, how about it?"

Mo Jue heard something different from his words:

Qi Zheng really knew his origin, and it was even very likely that he knew where Uncle Wang was.

Thinking of this, a gleam flashed in Mo Jue's eyes.

He will definitely go to the imperial capital, if there is Qi Zheng, the prince, to cover, it is just right to hide Mo Jue's true purpose.

He still needs to find out what the prime minister did, this time Mo will never dare to be reckless, Wei Fu has already taught him enough lessons.

Even if there is no reason for this, just by virtue of Uncle Wang's news, Mo will definitely have to go.

"What can I do when I go to the imperial capital? There are so many dignitaries and dignitaries, I am afraid of suffering. ”

Although there were many thoughts in his mind, Mo Jue did not express them at all on the surface.

"It's okay, I'm covering you in the imperial capital, what are you afraid of? What's more, you don't want to find your uncle?"

Qi Zheng said drunkenly.

The implication is that he directly admits that he knows the news of Uncle Wang, which is equivalent to getting straight to the point.

Mo Jue couldn't refuse, "Okay, what if I just go there?"

Qi Zheng smiled when he heard this, and raised the wine jug in his hand to gesture to Mo Jue.

The latter understood, and the wine jugs of the two people collided together, and then the two raised their heads and poured a few sips, looking like the guests and hosts were happy.

It's just that Qing Yuan, who was on the side, frowned, and didn't know what she was thinking, the long sword on her waist was already half unsheathed, faintly facing the direction of Mo Jue.

A few days later, Mo Jue followed Qi Zheng to the imperial capital of Feiyu Kingdom.

Pavilions, people, and the splendid palace.

What made Mo Jue puzzled was that it was the first time he came to the imperial capital, but he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

Everything in the eyes was unfamiliar, but there was an inexplicable smell in the air.

It was this smell that made Mo Jue feel familiar, as if a young man who had traveled far away had finally returned to his hometown.

Mo Jue, who was at a loss, followed Qi Zheng on the avenue, and suddenly found that the crowd around him was crowded together, but there was no one around them.

Each looked at the three of them with a look of awe, and every time they took a step forward, the crowd around them dispersed a little.

The feeling to Mo Jue was that they seemed to be very afraid of Qi Zheng.

Of course, it's no wonder that Qi Zheng, the other party is the prince of a country, and his clothes are so conspicuous that it is difficult not to notice.

It was in this strange atmosphere that Mo Jue came to the gate of the palace.

"Little one, meet His Royal Highness the Third Prince!"

As soon as they arrived at the door, the two sergeants who guarded the door shouted loudly.

Qi Zheng replied casually, "Well, open the door!"

This kind of habit becomes a natural posture, Mo Jue can't learn anything, and he rejects this feeling of superiority.

But he is an outsider after all, and he can't say anything, so he can only keep silent.

Moments later, the door opened.

Qi Zheng led the way in, and Mo Jue walked on the empty avenue, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

[The palace is important, can you enter it so casually?]

With this question, Mo Jue followed Qi Zheng's footsteps to a palace.

Unlike the rest of the heavily guarded palaces, the one in front of him didn't even have a sergeant guarding the door, and it looked extremely deserted.

And after Qi Zheng entered the palace, he seemed to be a different person, and took off the gorgeous robe at a very fast speed, and then Mo Jue found that the other party was still wearing a pure black robe.

"Whew, finally free..."

Qi Zheng, who took off his robe, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said to Mo Jue: "Don't be so restrained, just ask if you want to, are we friends?"

At this time, Mo Jue's expression was very tangled, and normal people could see that he had a lot of doubts, so Qi Zheng said this.

Before Mo Jue could speak, Qi Zheng preemptively said, "Forget it, let me tell you." This robe is a mask for me, and when I put it on, I am the third prince of Feiyu Kingdom, and when I take it off, I am just a monk..."

Qi Zheng talked to himself, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and continued: "As for why I know so much information about you, aren't we friends?