The Great Qin State, the Tiger Ben Xiongshi, Li Si, and the Five Great Split Land Princes, as long as they participated in this operation, they are unforgivable, and they must pay the price for it in the future.

Although on the barren mountain, it was that person who was willing to die, but Zhao Tianlang didn't think so, no matter what, these people were the culprits.

Blood debts must be paid in blood.

raised his head, glanced at the rising sun that was already above the east mountain, and temporarily suppressed the killing intent soaring in his heart, now is not the time.

With his strength alone, if he wants to deal with Li Si's already a million heroes, there is no possibility, if he is rash, he can only be sent to death.

Although he was angry, he was not carried away, and it was not something he would do to die.

Now, he should visit one person, that is Mo Zi Zhai, the Mo family giant, the person who carried the crown of this coalition.

With his relationship with Master Zhao Tianlang, he will definitely know some secrets that he doesn't know, and at the same time, the revenge he wants is inseparable from his strength.

Asking all the way, he finally came to Mo Zizhai's big tent, millions of people, the joint venture is more than ten miles, like a huge labyrinth, entering, if no one guides him, it is very likely to get lost in it.

And Mo Zizhai's big tent is no different from ordinary camp tents on the surface, and it is not easy to find it.

A few soldiers stood upright, guarding the door, which was noticeably sparse compared to where ordinary soldiers lived, and there were fewer soldiers patrolling.

Those who can live here must be important figures in the army, such as the twelve guards of the Mo family, all of whom are generals, and strategists, who are qualified to have a place here.

Among them, peerless people account for most of them, so naturally they don't need those ordinary soldiers, if they encounter something that they can't stop, I'm afraid that no matter how many soldiers they have, it's useless.

After a slight pause, Zhao Tianlang tidied up his clothes and walked towards the big tent.

After all, Mo Zizhai is a senior, and when he sees it, he must need to pay a little attention to it, and there can be no disrespect.

The guard at the door glanced at him and didn't stop him, presumably having received orders.

After entering, the scene in front of him was somewhat unexpected.

Originally, he thought that Mo Zizhai was also a giant of the Mo family, a leader of the army, and the appearance of the big tent was no different from ordinary people, but it was just to hide people's eyes, and there would definitely be good decoration in it, at least it should be comfortable, so as to be worthy of his status.

But that's not the case, a bed, a table, a green light, and nothing else, it's really as simple as it gets.

The only difference was that the table was full of books, and in the middle of the big tent, there was a huge sand table.

On it, the two small flags are far opposite, one side is Qin, the other side is ink, and on the sand table, the two armies are fighting, exactly the same as in reality.

"It's coming. Hearing the sound, Mo Zizhai raised his head, saw him, and said calmly.

He had already expected that Zhao Tianlang would definitely come to him, although it was not unexpected.

Behind Mo Zi Zhai, the Mo family guard Ji Shaoweng and the sword guard Wei Changgong stood side by side, in this world, they can make them like this, except for the Mo family giant, there is no one else.

Originally, it was supposed to be the Iron Fist Yan Yi and Ji Shaoweng again, but the last time in the mountain city, the four guards fought Li Si, Yan Yi was seriously injured and has not yet recovered.

"Junior, Zhao Tianlang, meet the Mo family giant. Zhao Tianlang didn't dare to slack off, waved his hand, and said respectfully.

He is not Waner, he can treat characters such as the Mo family giant as a blacksmith, in his heart, even if he was in the blacksmith shop, this person has never been an ironsmith.

Even if it is, the iron in his hand cannot be mortal iron, but can only be tempered with the world as iron.

"See him?" looked at him, Mo Zizhai asked.

"See. Zhao Tianlang replied.

Yesterday's incident must not be hidden from Mo Zizhai, I am afraid that this barren mountain is dozens of miles in radius, and any wind and grass is under his surveillance.

If he didn't have this ability, he would not have been able to fight with the Great Qin State at all, and he would have been annihilated long ago.

"You shouldn't go. Listening to Zhao Tianlang's words, Mo Zizhai sighed and said.

There is naturally a reason why the first longitudinal warrior deliberately concealed him for so long, and in front of this only relative, that kind of appearance will only increase sadness.

There is no benefit to himself or him, and the end is already doomed, why do you have to do such a senseless struggle.

"I have to go. Zhao Tianlang stared at Mo Zizhai and said categorically, like a steel ball falling to the ground.

"Are you still satisfied?" Mo Zizhai was still calm.

He knew what the man looked like.

Zhao Tianlang was silent, and his bloodshot eyes added a trace of sadness.

How can he be satisfied, in just a few months, the years are like decades have passed on him, and he has goosebumps and hangs old.

Seeing his performance, even Ji Shaoweng and Wei Changgong were infected, and they couldn't help but feel sad in their hearts.

I don't know if it's because of Zhao Tianlang, but also because of the world's No. 1 Zonghengshi.

The heroes are in the twilight, and naturally thousands of people are sad, and they can be regarded as having personally experienced that era, and have seen that person's peerless demeanor, and they are still fascinated today.

It's a pity, even he can't escape the mundane things in the world, he could have lived a free life, unrestrained, but he was willing to fall into the red dust.

Since being trapped in the barren mountains for more than ten years, he has been chaotic with one hand, and now, he wants to exchange his life for a peaceful and prosperous world.

He is worthy of the world's first vertical and horizontal warrior and the name of a hero.

"Why are we here?" asked Zhao Tianlang, this question had bothered him very much since yesterday.

The conversation with the master made him understand that it was not Li Si who could kill him, nor the million tigers, but himself.

has already reported that he has the heart of death, and the ending is destined by himself, so why did Mo Zizhai and these people come?

Could it be that they just want to fight against the Great Qin State? It seems unlikely, the Mo family has never been so belligerent, if they wanted to, they would already be a splitting prince now, at least they could be equal to the Great Qin State.

"Do you know why he died?" Mo Zizhai did not answer, but asked Zhao Tianlang.

"Why?" said Zhao Tianlang.

The answer was probably only known to the man himself, and he really couldn't guess it.

"In order to restore the balance of the world, under the blue sky and white sun, everyone can have enough food and clothing?" he added, and if he had to have an answer, he could only say this.

He knew that this had always been the knot in the master's heart, when he used the power of one person to make the Great Sui Shenzhou land sink, the building overturned, countless people were displaced, and corpses could be seen everywhere on the road, and every time he recalled, he would sigh.

But if this is really his fault, it is not quite correct, the Great Sui at that time was already stormy, even without him, it would not last long, at most, he used the last force to advance the time by several decades.