"Yu Yuan!! Stop me! Stop it!!" Mo Yelei's eyes were so passionate that he was extremely disbelief. He watched the scene of killing each other and shouted heart-wrenchingly.

He never thought that

How could the two people I have always relied on do such a thing?

They betray him!

At the beginning, Yu Yuan personally helped him and led the army to join him. He Bi was also with him and made plans.

But what about now?!

Yu Yuan is in the opposite direction!

At that moment,

Mo Yelei fell into an ice cave, all his thoughts seemed to be frozen, and his blood was flowing backwards, looking stiffly in the direction of the young King Jin.

he……

Understood.

Mo Liyan!

Mo Liyan!

All of this is Mo Liyan!!

The master who Yu Yuan is truly loyal to is Mo Liyan! The mastermind behind the treason who lured him into rebellion was Mo Liyan! The person who pushed him into the capital was Mo Liyan! Even the person who created all the situation now was Mo Liyan!

He was still ecstatic and was sure to win.

But never thought,

All of this was actually an illusion created by others by themselves!

Mo Yelei shook his body and fell back several steps, his face pale as gray. He already knew the final outcome.

one person……

How could there be such a terrible thoughts and strategies?

So deep and so ruthless!

Everyone present joined the battle, and it was an overwhelming war.

Mo Yelei no longer has any room for resistance.

Die with your eyes open.

Lonely at night, no moon or light.

The darkness turned into a dense net, covering every corner.

The snow has been falling, covering thousands of miles of land without any flaws.

It seems to be about to overthrow the world and overthrow the mountains and rivers.

The pure white and cold snowflakes were falling, and the cold north wind hit people like a knife.

Devastated and bloody.

All the battle has ended, and all the chess game has been settled.

The screams, screams, and swords that had just existed have completely disappeared at this moment, as if they had never existed, only the corpse was everywhere, and blood flowed into a river to prove the real existence of this scene.

"King Jin." Yu Yuan and He Bi walked towards Mo Liyan at the same time and called out in a low voice.

Mo Liyan's eyes swept through these desolate and tragic scenes with a cold and desireless look. He looked at the white snowflakes falling from the sky indifferently, as big as willow catkins, fluttering, with snow reflected in his eyes.

Mo Liyan withdrew his gaze, his voice clear and nice, quiet and calm: "Thank you all."

Yu Yuan smiled and shook his head: "It is our honor to be loyal to King Jin."

He Bi also agreed.

In the emperor's bedroom,

Mo Qingcang fell on the ground alone. He could clearly hear the sounds of fighting outside until at a certain moment, and there was no trace.

How could it be...

How could this look?

Brothers and feet are tragic!!

First time,

Mo Qingcang felt extremely sad in his heart.

"Ka, da, da..."

It is the subtle but not light or heavy sound made by the black combat boots on the cold obsidian floor. The owner walks slowly, slowly, and slowly, which is a cold-blooded and elegant feeling of indifference. Every step he takes is like walking on the top of a person's heart.

Mo Qingcang's eyes were lost, he turned his head stiffly, and slowly looked over.

He doesn't even know...

Who does he hope will be the one who comes?

But this footsteps have already made Mo Qingcang guess.

because……

He had abused the young man who grew up as young as he is now countless times. No matter how much wounded the man suffered, no matter how much blood he shed, no matter how painful his body was, he would always leave like this.

Elegant and indifferent.

Be calm and unhurried.

The footsteps that once ignored were now like they became the death talisman of the God of Death, instantly making Mo Qingcang fall into an ice cave.

Don't be Mo Liyan!!

Whether it is Mo Rongxuan or Mo Yelei, no matter who it is, Mo Liyan!

He prayed and shouted wildly in his heart, anxious and heavy and depressed.

until--

The man approached calmly step by step and stood in front of him completely.

Mo Qingcang saw that face.

He is handsome with a sharp edge and a cold and sharp temperament.

It can make the galaxy clear and the mountains and rivers lose their color.

It was this face that made Mo Qingcang widen his eyes, his face as if dead as dust, and his blood all over his body was frozen.

The rest of the bedroom had disappeared.

At this moment,

Only Mo Liyan and Mo Qingcang were left.

The luxurious and huge bedroom is unprecedentedly deserted, and gradually filled with death-like depression.

Snow falls outside the window, and occasionally the cold wind blows.

A lonely light is dim and the light in the hall is clearly extinguished.

King Jin stood tall and looked down at the emperor who was slumped on the ground without any majesty in the past. King Jin's eyes were darker than ordinary people, and always gave people a sense of endless abyss.

At this moment, there was no temperature falling on Mo Qingcang.

No pride, no hatred, no contempt, no irony.

Existing,

Only endless indifference is frozen in it.

"What did you do?" Under that gaze, Mo Qingcang felt that all his hair had stood up. He pretended to be calm and said hoarsely: "I am the emperor! You are rebellion!"

"No." Mo Liyan held the sword in one hand, with the finger joints clearly slender and very cold. He moved slowly and gently and gently with the tip of the sword, gently lifting Mo Qingcang's chin with the tip of the sword, and pausing word by word: "I am here to clear the king's side."

"You are rebelling!" The cold temperature of the sword tip pressed against the chin spread, making Mo Qingcang feel scared, his face turned pale, and he trembled slightly because of his fear of death. "Put down the sword! I am your father, you are ruthless!"

Mo Liyan lowered his eyes, looked at him casually: "You are all dead, who knows whether it is a rebellion or a purgation?"

history,

The winner has always decided.

"You, you--" Mo Qingcang's face turned pale as snow.

What Mo Liyan means is to kill him?!

Mo Qingcang almost mixed with blood and spewed out a sentence: "How dare you?!"

King Jin's tone was straight and cold: "How dare you destroy the Lin family when you destroyed the entire Lin family?"

These words made Mo Qingcang's body tremble.

Just based on this matter...Mo Liyan will definitely kill him.

Until today, Mo Qingcang felt no guilt. He was just regretting that he should have killed this evil seed directly!

"Where are them..." Mo Qingcang asked with a trembling pupil, as if holding the last glimmer of hope.

Mo Liyan slowly shattered this glimmer of hope, and the two words "Feng Qingyun Dan": "Die."

With a "boom--" sound, something seemed to break in Mo Qingcang's mind. Blood rolled in his throat and finally spit it on the ground!

He never thought of it,

His later years would have fallen to this point.
Chapter completed!