After Mo Ying finished speaking, he raised the beast sword in his right hand. Standing proudly, he looked at the soldiers in front of him like a torch.

He even thought that this group of tigers and wolves would always have a ruthless character to talk to, saying something like a soldier's duty to obey orders?

No one answered his words, only the sorrow of the most elite soldiers of the Tang Empire, and even the last trace of forgiveness in Mo Ying's heart was wiped out by their usually inconspicuous actions.

Look up!

The ink shadows looked up as if they heard the sound of the ice exploding on the surface of the lake, and their eyes were as cold as the cold wind on the surface of the ice, and the ink shadows felt a cold attack in their hearts, which was not fear, but the message of death.

It was as if they had defined themselves in their eyes, a cold corpse in their eyes......

"Stop! These two words will not be said again by the young master, and they will be said a second time. Ink Shadow gave a final warning.

However, the soldiers who seemed to have not heard of it did not appreciate it, they suddenly went crazy, and the sharp weapons in their hands stabbed at the body of the ink shadow, slashed, and chopped, where was the slightest mercy when they attacked?

Mo Ying was shocked in his heart, and looked at the eyes of a soldier at close range, his eyes made Mo Ying see eyes like zombies, his eyes were full of white pickled fish, and his heart was not good, this was no longer the most elite soldier of the Tang Empire, but a group of Fu soldiers who were controlled.

The white bone building and the ink shadow slashed out with a sword, and the beast soared with sword energy, knocking the few people who surrounded him to the ground, and the figure retreated violently, stopping to watch.

He saw that the few people who had been hit by his sword qi were slowly getting up, and some of the zombie-like soldiers behind him stepped over their bodies, forward, forward, and continued to march towards the side of the ink shadow......

Mo Ying sighed, he didn't expect that these so-called royal officials and ministers in the court, for their own selfish desires and for the sake of power, could turn the soldiers guarding the territory into unconscious zombie talisman soldiers. Where is this still a dynasty that the people can trust?

Ink Shadow was furious! He roared, his hands clenching the beast sword, and the sword let out a wolf-like roar in his hand, and the sound was piercing and continuous. The vitality of heaven and earth continued to flow from the surface of the earth into the sword body. Ink Shadow stared at the group of people who were no longer human, their bodies visibly startled by the hissing sound.

At this moment, Mo Ying suddenly thrust the Beast Teng Sword towards the ground, and a red sword qi boiled, heading towards the rune soldiers who were still moving forward slowly, and the rune soldiers were instantly knocked down by the sword qi.

Without the slightest pause, he drew his sword with one hand, raised his sword extremely vertically, and instantly crossed the group of talisman soldiers, standing behind them, and Mo Ying said, "Don't force me to kill you?"

But it's useless! Words seem extremely powerless at this moment. Mo Ying grew up beside his father, and since he was a child, he was determined to be the best soldier and a great general like his father, but the cliff changed his life......

He couldn't bear to kill people, let alone kill soldiers who defended his family and country, which was like slaughtering his own relatives with his own hands.

However, at this moment, he could not wake them up. There was a pang of pain and sorrow in his heart, and he knew that the next moment his sword would cut their throats, turning them into a cold corpse......

Fu Bing began to slowly get up, slowly turned, and continued the clumsy movements of the first series. There were even a few runes that began to go berserk, killing people at sight, and the sharp weapons in their hands began to stab at the bodies of their companions......

The miserable status quo couldn't bear to look at it directly, the ink shadow let out a long roar, threw the sword in his hand into the air, his hands formed palms, and the palms that condensed the vitality of heaven and earth were instantly slapped out, only to see the beast Teng sword flying in the air, bypassing the Fu soldiers, and condensing into a red ribbon where it passed, the ribbon restricted the movement of the Fu soldiers, and they began to struggle, trying to break through the enchantment of this vitality.

Suddenly, the ink shadow rose into the sky, pulled the hilt of the Beast Teng Sword in the air, slapped it out with one palm, and the body of the Beast Teng Sword trembled, flying towards the collapsed Youlong Pavilion.

Mo Ying knew what the next moment meant, the collapsed Dragon Pavilion was already a dark abyss, and this group of soldiers who had dedicated their youth to the Tang Empire would be buried in the bottomless abyss.

Nobody even knows where they went, and no one is going to tell his family. No one cares about a soldier who can't be found in the capital of the corpse.

And these sins will also be counted on the head of Mo Ying, Mo Ying tried to save, but he who was proficient in medical science since he was a child, even if he was able to cure the world's incurable diseases, but he could not do anything to save them.

And looking at their appearance, they have been talismanized for a long time, and they will eventually turn into a pile of white bones, and the white bones refined in the white bone building.

Perhaps only burial will be their best choice, for their families, it is a dream that will not be shattered, and there is a daily expectation, and for themselves, it is also the best relief......

Mo Ying looked at the moment when the beast Teng Sword left an afterimage, turned around, and his gaze became gloomy.

Perhaps the best way to stop the killing is to kill......

The soul of the beast Teng Sword went and returned, but it could not bring back the souls of those young soldiers, Mo Ying did not look back, only glanced at the grove and dodged in......

......

At the end of April, the temperature in the imperial city of Luoyang was already a little dry. A rain the day before yesterday made the weeping willows on the banks of the Luohe River look lush and full of life.

The street side is as lively as ever, the shouts of small traders and hawkers, and the endless sound of pedestrians talking, here converges into a noisy and prosperous capital city.

There are a few people walking in the downtown area, and their faces are very raw, unlike the natives of my Tang Empire.

Speaking in a language that the roadside vendors couldn't understand, they walked straight to the most luxurious post house in Luoyang City......

......

In the imperial study of the imperial city, a young man who looked twenty-seven or eighteen, splashed ink, and used the high-quality wolf's purple bamboo pen in his hand to click a little heavily on the unfinished "felling word" on the paper, and then slowly put down the pen. Slowly raised his head.

Li Ji, the youngest king of the Tang Empire, the king who sought power and usurped the throne.

Although he doesn't have a dragon robe on his body, he exudes the breath of a king, and the breath of this king is better than that of the emperor Li Hao, who is holy but not sage.

He is already a king! The irreproachable king, he shouted in a domineering voice: "Someone!"

A young eunuch who looked clever stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "The slave is here, what does the emperor command?"

Li Ji was overjoyed in his heart, but he said without changing his face: "Bold!

"The master is the king of a country, but he lacks a sacrifice to Sunday, and in the heart of the little fruit, you are the lord of the world, the lord of tomorrow, the lord of the future, and the lord of eternity!"

Li Ji was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Why didn't you find out that you still have a clever mouth before?"

"That's a different time than in the past, this deep palace throne is boring, the master must have someone to relieve the boredom, right?" said Xiao Guozi.

I have to say that his mouth is very sweet, Li Ji is very useful, he stared at the little fruit for a long time, and suddenly slapped it, and said: "Say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say, your name is wrong!"

Xiaoguozi covered his face, and thought to himself: The people on the throne are hypocritical, love to lie, and obviously like it, but they also seriously rewarded the slave with a slap?

He wasn't a eunuch before, but the guard of the eldest prince Li Ji, now that the master is the emperor, he has also been successfully promoted to become a eunuch, thinking about this, he has a wish or a reluctance in his heart?

So he opened his mouth again and said: "The emperor is angry, the slave remembers, and he will never dare to call a mistake in the future!"

Li Ji suddenly stretched out his hand, touched Xiaoguozi's face and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiaoguo shook his head.

Li Ji said again: "As a eunuch and serving the monarch, except for women, you have everything you should have, this is called giving and giving in the clouds! Either be your slave, or I will let you go to the Nai He Bridge." Don't think I can't see your resentment?"

Xiaoguozi was suddenly startled, quickly knelt down, and begged to run: "The slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare, beg the emperor to be gracious!"

"Hahaha! Get up! Didn't you say you were going to cut off your head? I like you to call it that. ”

After speaking, Li Ji turned around and walked to the bookcase, picked up the cut character that had just been written, and said to the little fruit who was still kneeling on the ground: "Get up!

Xiao Guozi hurriedly got up, took the paper in Li Ji's hand and looked at it, and immediately asked, "The slave is unknown?"

"You send this Blood Knife Gate to Linhe Town, and hand it over to Shang Wild Xuanye, he naturally knows!"

With that, Li Ji set off and walked towards the outside of the imperial study, he was going to the dungeon. Although he didn't like the smell there, there was a smell of despair in the dark, humid air. Some people are defeated after the glory, some people are secretly imprisoned, and even more confused lose their net worth......

It can be said but cannot be said, and it is not unjust to say that it is not wronged, each has its own story and its own story......

But Li Ji had to go, where is there a person he loved dearest, who once had supreme imperial power, and now he is detained by him in this dark prison with his own hands, that is his father, Li Hao, the Tang Emperor of the Tang Empire, who has been on the throne for more than 30 years!

He could have enjoyed his old age in peace, but he stubbornly did not pass on the emperor's position to himself, and he still guards the secrets of the imperial family to this day?

So this is the fate he deserves, Li Ji paced in the corridor of the cell, the dim fire was imprinted on his face, illuminating his originally resolute face, a little sad? After all, he is still inferior to the dead imperial brother, the imperial brother who lives in the heart of his father......

As soon as he thought of this, the flickering firelight seemed to feel his anger, and it was unexpectedly erratic. He stopped, and two words as cold as a knife burst out of his throat:

"Open the door!"