Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3020 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (164)

   "Each with each other." Mo Yelei rode on horseback, a sarcasm flashed across his eyes, "Don't think I don't know what you are doing."

   is all rebellion,

  Who is more modest than whom?

Yu Yuan was riding a horse, wearing an icy battle armor, splashed with a lot of blood. At this moment, beside Mo Yelei, he clenched his sword and whispered to him: "Your Majesty...If you want to win tonight, it seems that Mo Rongxuan It has to be resolved."

   "I know." Mo Yelei showed a weird and cruel smile on his face, revealing an expression of inevitable gain.

  This country, he is going to make a decision!

  Everyone who blocks his position, whether it is the old immortal or the brother's siblings, must die!

  A brutal war, just after Mo Rongxuan successfully forced the palace, the **** prelude began again.

  Mo Rongxuan's people only experienced this fight not long ago, but at this moment they have to fight against people of the same strength. Obviously, they are a bit tired, but they still have enough energy.

Mo Rongxuan watched one of his cronies fall down, secretly anxious, a little more anxious, gritted his teeth and used his internal strength, waving a long sword and killing every enemy viciously, but at a certain moment In an instant, a heartache suddenly rose from the tip of his heart, his hands softened, and the weapon he was holding fell directly to the ground!

what happened? !

  Mo Rongxuan could feel the changes in his body best, his eyes widened in horror, and he could feel the loss of his body's strength a little bit...

  He was attacked by the enemy, but he couldn't resist it because he couldn't use his strength. Even if there are cronies around him who want to protect him, he is still powerless.

  Mo Yelei keenly noticed something wrong with Mo Rongxuan's body, his eyes lit up, and he launched a fierce attack!

  The two armies intersected and fought cruelly.

  A pair of fallen corpses, a pair of dead eyes.

  Heavy snow overturned the entire city of Chu Capital, and blood flowed and stained the country.

  There is no moonlight in the cold winter night, and there are **** and tragic pictures everywhere in the palace.

  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, burying blood and corpses.

finally,

  Mo Yelei's sword penetrated directly into Mo Rongxuan's heart.

  Mo Rongxuan couldn't dodge, and he didn't know what was going on with his body until he died.

  His eyes were reflected in the gray sky and the vast snow, his body slowly fell, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

  Mo Yelei narrowly won.

   "Hahaha! Hahahahahahaha!" Looking at the imperial palace full of blood and blood, Mo Yelei stood alone in it, in the bones and blood, laughing extremely arrogantly, loudly and arrogantly!

  Behind him,

   Countless soldiers stood in the middle of the night, their figures hidden in the darkness, and the weapons in their hands were still dripping blood.

Mo Yelei murmured to himself: "Eighth brother...this country is mine after all." Then, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he raised his foot to walk into the emperor's palace to meet him. The old one.

   "Your Majesty...it's not over yet, where do you want to go?" Yu Yuan's eyes were deep, and he looked at the distant direction and reminded Mo Yelei.

  Mo Yelei was taken aback, and even before he could react, he heard the sound of the iron cavalry from far away.

  A neat and uniform, calm and unhurried sound, one sound, sonorous, rigorous and solemn, stepping on the snow, passing the palace, constantly approaching, clear to the ear, cold and ruthless!

  I vaguely felt the absolute oppression before I saw him, it was a tingling, faint shuddering voice!

  As if every sound is not stepping on the snow, but on the tip of the heart.

  Mo Yelei felt an unprecedented pressure. He subconsciously squeezed the sword in his hand and looked in that direction, with a bad premonition rising from the bottom of his heart.

   Immediately, this premonition became a reality when he saw the visitor clearly. His pupils shrank, his eyes widened in shock, reflecting the picture.

  In this blood-stained palace, in the middle of winter night, the sky is snowing, and the vast world, thousands of horses and horses are rushing, cold and heavy and bloody!

The figure headed by    is slender and tall, lonely and arrogant.

  Pure black armor, reflecting the coldest and sharpest light in the world.

That cold and exquisite face contains no emotions, and the eyebrows are picturesque, engraved with the indifference of eternal gaze. The deep and gloomy eyes under the long eyelashes are bottomless darkness. At this moment, the wind and clouds lightly fall on Mo Yelei. On the body, the temperament is cold-blooded and cold, and there is a silent sense of oppression.

   "Mo Liyan..." Mo Yelei's face gradually became ugly, how could he forget Mo Liyan! And the people around Mo Liyan shocked Mo Yelei to the utmost, unbelievable: "Wei Xinglie?!"

How can this be!

  Mo Yelei stared at the mighty and fierce general with a devilish gaze, and a storm surged in his eyes.

  It’s really Wei Xinglie...

  Wei Xinglie is not dead! !

  Wei watched the scenes in the palace with complex expressions throughout his life.

  He clearly understands in his heart.

  Every picture tonight is a situation caused by King Jin’s strategizing and exhaustion of his organs.

  Wei Xinglie is not dead at all.

  Mo Liyan knew that Wei Xinglie’s staying in the imperial city would only be jealous, unable to stretch, and even worry about his life.

  In this way, it is better to feign death, develop secretly, and become an important chess piece.

  Before he accompanied Mo Yelei on the expedition...Mo Liyan had discussed with Wei Pingsheng, and boldly used schemes in front of Mo Yelei, giving Mo Yelei a chance, a chance to get rid of Wei Xinglie.

  Because Mo Liyan determined that Mo Yelei would take action.

  Everything next...

  That's it.

  This is a round from the beginning.

  Wei Xinglie smiled slightly, but there was no temperature, it was full of blood.

   "Mo Liyan, what are you doing?!!!" Mo Yelei's flustered feeling became stronger and stronger, he asked with a sullen face, gritted teeth.

"The King Yan forced the palace to rebel, and the crown prince Champa was abolished as the king." Mo Liyan finally opened his mouth. He rode on his horse straight and solemnly, his pure black armor set against his cold complexion and clear figure. But it also appeared to be even more unhumanly cold, unhurriedly cold: "This king is here-Qingjun's side."

  Qingjun side!

  A good reason!

  Mo Yelei sneered, and decided to fight his back, "Mo Liyan, you are unpredictable, and I will not let you go!"

   "Kill me!"

  Along with Mo Yelei shouting loudly, the soldiers beside him all drew long swords.

  A scornful smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yelei’s mouth, and then, the smile slowly stiffened and solidified——

only because,

  The scene has indeed started to fight!

But,

  It's his people who fight each other! !

  General Yu Yuan, holding a long sword, reaped the lives of the surrounding soldiers fiercely and sharply, "Kill!"

  Not only Yu Yuan, but also more soldiers drew out their swords at the same time.

  The soldiers who had stood together instantly fought each other.

  Some people still don’t know what is going on, and they have become ghosts under the sword.

  　【Ten Thousand Rewards for Injuries plus More】

  (End of this chapter)