After arranging the accommodation, Zhang Mo took a lot of important events that happened in the imperial city recently from the mouth of the inn's junior second.

"The Fourth Prince, it's really you. Zhang Mo said with emotion.

"Fourth brother is still alive?" The holy woman heard Zhang Mo's words, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes. "It's all my fault, but I really don't want you to kill him in front of me. ”

"Then you can watch him kill me?" Zhang Mo sneered, and before the saint could answer him, Zhang Mo turned around and left.

After a long time, the holy woman's eyes were red, she sighed leisurely, and said with a firm expression: "This time I will not be soft-hearted." ”

Zhang Mo walked out of the inn and wandered on the street for a while, because it was approaching evening, and the rebels may not have attacked the city for a long time, so some residents of the imperial city also came out for a walk.

After a while, Zhang Mo found the defender who had been following him, although this guy was wearing civilian clothes, he was still locked by Zhang Mo's divine sense.

Zhang Mo did not lock his divine sense on the other party all the time, but continued to wander around the street as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, a figure shook in front of Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo felt a movement in his arms, and there seemed to be an extra thing in his chest.

"Could it be him?" Zhang Mo had some inferences in his heart, but he was not sure, so he immediately continued to wander around the street and then returned to the inn.

The defender who had been following him watched with some wonder as Zhang Mo wandered around the street and then returned to the inn, he hesitated for a moment and decided to report the surveillance situation first and wait for the next order.

After returning to the inn, Zhang Mo released his divine sense, confirmed that he was not being followed, and then entered the room, set up a few isolation circles, and then took out the things in his arms.

"Huh!" a piece of arrow flew out and levitated in front of Zhang Mo.

After a buzzing sound, a familiar voice came from the arrow: "Three days later, at midnight, you open the city gate, and General Ben will bring a large army!"

Rumble!

After the roar, the entire arrow exploded, leaving only a mass of dregs.

"Silver-haired one-eyed. A hint of playfulness flashed in Zhang Mo's eyes, he didn't expect that this time the rebels were actually led by the commander of the Candle Dragon Army, the silver-haired one-eyed. "A strong man with the strength of the Venerable level, I don't know if the four princes can still deal with it. ”

In the following days, Zhang Mo stayed in the inn and did not go out, and he kept trying to engrave the magic circle on the artifact, but unfortunately failed every time.

The saint did not come to Zhang Mo again, and the two seemed to maintain a kind of conformist calm.

At the appointed time for the silver-haired one-eyed, Zhang Mo took advantage of the night to walk out of the inn.

The defenders who had been squatting outside the inn saw Zhang Mo come out, excited as if a cat smelled fishy, Zhang Mo has been closed for the past few days, which made him a little broken, and now Zhang Mo left the inn near midnight, of course, it was a 'bad plot'.

It's a pity that the defenders found that Zhang Mo was coming towards him, and he was extremely fast.

A pair of golden wings on Zhang Mo's back were very dazzling in the night, and at the same time, there was a golden flame churning in his palm.

The defender's instinct as a scout was stimulated, and he retreated several feet at once, but it was a pity that Zhang Mo's speed was faster, and with the blessing of Kunpeng's wings, the defenders couldn't avoid the golden flames in Zhang Mo's palm at all.

Sting!

Zhang Mo pressed his palm on the top of the defender's head, and the golden flames instantly wrapped the defender's body, and with a twist of force, his body was cut into several pieces of charred flesh.

Whew! The Kunpeng wings behind Zhang Mo opened, and the whole person swept rapidly in mid-air towards the city gate.

Since Zhang Mo decided to respond to the silver-haired one-eyed, he had to do his best, and he also wanted to put the silver-haired one-eyed into the imperial city and muddy the water.

In the darkness of the night, the defenders of the city gate were drowsy, and a dark shadow passed over their heads.

Zhang Mo flicked his wrist, and the golden flames thick in his arms swept past, instantly enveloping those defenders who were not in good spirits.

Except for one or two who couldn't react yet, the rest of the defenders stretched out their shields as fast as they could, blocking Zhang Mo's flames.

The defenders at the gate of the city were actually the elite of the Candle Dragon Army, and it was reasonable to have this reaction, Zhang Mo took out a gray long sword, and engraved it on the sword body with green light, and the whole sword immediately let out a sharp buzz.

"Go!" Zhang Mo pinched his sword in his hand and sent the gray long sword in front of the defenders trapped by the flames.

Rumble!

The gray long sword exploded with a bang, and the sharp fragments instantly broke through the shields and armor of the defenders of the city gate, and for a moment the wails came and went.

Under the urging of Zhang Mo's divine power, the Kunpeng wings behind him let out a thunderclap, and then his whole person rushed towards the city gate like a bolt of lightning.

Swish!

Just as Zhang Mo was within a foot of the city gate, a thick net with a blue luster burst out of thin air and covered Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo, who was advancing at high speed, couldn't avoid this thick net at all, and Zhang Mo, who was in a hurry, immediately flipped his wrist and condensed a golden flame ball the size of a watermelon.

Wow!

Eventually, the thick net covered the golden ball of flames, which immediately shrank into a ball and fell to the ground.

Zhang Mo couldn't control his speed and hit the city gate, making a muffled sound.

Shaking his somewhat dizzy head, Zhang Mo laboriously lifted the horizontal bar of the city gate.

When the city gate was opened a small opening, the silver-haired one-eyed was already standing in front of Zhang Mo with a smile on his face.

When the defenders of the city gate saw the silver-haired one-eyed and the rebels behind him, they were all so discouraged that they would not survive if the city was broken, no matter what the outcome was.

"Good work. The silver-haired one-eyed said to Zhang Mo. "You rest for a while, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

The silver-haired one-eyed strolled into the imperial city, looked at the city gate guards lying on the ground with a rather regretful eye, and said: "Why do you want to fight for the tiger? The current majesty is a traitor who plots to usurp the throne, don't you know?"

"All the candle dragon army listen, if I continue to fight for the tiger, my silver hair will not leave a trace of affection, and I will be killed!" "The silver-haired one-eyed suddenly raised his voice, "But if you can change your evil and help me King Qin, or if you can lay down your arms and stop resisting, you can avoid all your sins!"

The silver-haired one-eyed voice resounded in every corner of the entire imperial city, and with his venerable-level strength, he did it all with great ease.

"The general is mighty, the general is mighty!" the rebel who followed behind the silver-haired one-eyed immediately shouted very cooperatively.

"You're finally here!" a crimson candle dragon soared from the palace, and his huge figure could be seen even at the gate of the imperial city. "The emperor just thought of a way to concoct you, and it was the drowsiness that touched the pillow. ”

The silver-haired one-eyed saw the figure of the four princes, and immediately looked awe-inspired, and walked towards the palace in the air.

(To be continued.) )