This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 511
that night.

Changyue City is in chaos!The sound of shouting and killing was loud!
On the attic of the General's Mansion, Wen Ruyan looked at the soaring flames in the distance, and slowly frowned.

Qi Huangbintian, logically speaking, Ye Lingxuan and many generals should have gone to the imperial palace. With Meng Qiyuan's control over the Imperial Forest Army during this period, he should be able to control Ye Lingxuan and others in the first place, and it is absolutely impossible to let them go, but why now? This scene appeared?
Heshuo Palace.

Ye Lingxuan took the lead and came straight to Mu Xiqiu's small courtyard, while Mu Xiqiu was sitting in the courtyard, waiting for him for a long time.

When the two met, they looked at each other and laughed.

"Although Pei Jingyao looks honest and dull, he is proficient in the art of war. Although the strength of this king is several times that of him, he does not want to bloody the entire Changyue City. This time, he wants to invite the sixth prince to help him defeat the left patrol battalion in one fell swoop. , Take Pei Jingyao!"

Mu Xiqiu stood up, smiled, and said, "That's right!"

ugly time.

Under Mu Xiqiu's command, the Right Patrol Battalion, the Xiaoqi Battalion, and the Vanguard Battalion add up to [-] soldiers, and they have surrounded the entire Left Patrol Battalion.

However, Pei Jingyao was really as Ye Lingxuan said. Although he seemed honest, he was actually very difficult to deal with. With five thousand to fourteen thousand and the general's mansion as the center, he gathered his troops and was not defeated!
Wen Ruyan, who was watching a play in the attic, heard the loud noise outside the general's mansion, so he left immediately.

Not long after he left, Pei Jingyao led people into the general's mansion.

"Pass down the general order, quickly find Mr. Sun Xiaosun, and don't let him have any accidents."

"Yes!"

After about half a stick of incense, another soldier came to report.

"Reporting to Dutong, Young Master Sun is not in the General's Mansion."

Pei Jingyao's expression changed at that time, and he said, "What? You can look carefully?"

"Back to the capital, the last general and others have already questioned dozens of servants, and they all said that they have never seen Mr. Sun."

On Pei Jingyao's originally honest and dull face, an inexplicable expression appeared at that moment.

"Dutong, Lord Heshuo has already brought troops to kill us, what should we do?"

Pei Jingyao unfolded the note he received again.

After reading the above order, Pei Jingyao said directly: "Count up all the horses, retreat when you meet people, don't be tough!"

Hearing this, the soldier raised his head and looked at him in surprise. Pei Jingyao was furious and said, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

After being scolded by him, the soldier hurriedly said: "The last general takes orders!"

Zhengyang Street.

With Mu Xiqiu's help and command, the entire Left Patrol Battalion began to collapse like a frightened bird.

Ye Lingxuan praised sincerely: "The sixth prince is really talented, and this king admires him."

Mu Xiqiu just smiled and didn't answer.

the other side.

After Wen Ruyan left the General's Mansion, he headed straight for the Heshuo Palace. In his opinion, given the current situation, Ye Lingxuan would naturally invite Mu Xiqiu to help him with advice, and the entire Heshuo Palace is the most empty right now. when.

When marching and fighting, Mu Xiqiu would naturally not take Ning Wan'er with her. After all, she was a daughter, so it was not very convenient.

If he could take this opportunity to win Ning Wan'er, Mu Xiqiu would definitely be afraid to make any moves. Without his help, the pressure on his side would definitely be much less.

But as soon as he reached the Heshuo Palace, he heard the sound of shouting and killing coming from inside.

Wen Ruyan stepped on his foot, and his body flew lightly to a roof not far away. When he looked around, he froze in place.

I saw that the entire Heshuo palace was in chaos at this moment, and I saw that the gold priest who escaped from him that night, led two or three hundred soldiers to surround Ning Wan'er and others.

The old Taoist priest and the other five tried desperately to escort Ning Wan'er away, but the tiger couldn't hold back the pack of wolves, and the opponent had a large number of people, and these soldiers were even the best of the best, and with the golden enshrined in the formation beside them, they couldn't stand it. Just enough to protect yourself.

Wen Ruyan looked at this scene with a frown, and couldn't figure out what Ye Lingxuan's intention was.

Mu Xiqiu was helping him in the front, but he was attacking Ning Wan'er in the back?

After about half a stick of incense, the old Taoist priest and others were about to exhaust themselves, and Ning Wan'er was even a little bit exhausted. If the five of them hadn't fought each other to the death, Ning Wan'er might have been taken down long ago.

At this moment, Jin Gongfeng suddenly jumped into the field, and slapped Ning Wan'er directly on the back.

Peng Hai and the others turned pale with fright, and wanted to fly to stop them, but they were dragged to the spot by other soldiers.

I saw the golden priest crossing the crowd, and slapped Ning Wan'er's back heavily with that palm. Ning Wan'er was seriously injured and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

When she stabilized her figure, she was about to fight back, but was grabbed by the neck by the golden priest.

"Aren't you going to stop?"

Peng Hai and the others were about to burst into tears, their hairs were standing on end, and they wanted to step forward to strike, but seeing that the strength in Jin's hands became stronger, they had no choice but to stop the moves in their hands.

The moment they stopped, several long swords were hung around the necks of the five of them.

"Jin Guomao, what do you want to do?" Peng Hai was furious.

Jin Fengfeng sneered and said: "I just respect the order of the prince. If you have any questions, you can ask him later!"

After saying this, Jin Gongfeng immediately said to the group of soldiers: "Take it away!"

Some soldiers found ropes, tied the five people up, and pushed them towards the outside of the mansion.

And Jin Fengfeng pinched Ning Wan'er's neck and followed at the end.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a figure suddenly passing by in the distance, Jin Gongfeng heard the movement, just turned around, and saw a white and slender palm directly patting his chest.

Jin Gongfeng coughed up blood, and instantly let go of Ning Wan'er's hand.

Seeing this opportunity, Wen Ruyan kicked him in front of him again, and Jin Gongfeng flew upside down immediately.

After that, Wen Ruyan hugged Ning Wan'er, stepped on her foot, and flew straight into the air, and then disappeared into the night after a few ups and downs.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, before the group of soldiers could react, Jin Gongfeng was seriously injured, and Ning Wan'er was forcibly taken away.

Zhengyang Street.

After the overall situation was settled, Ye Lingxuan suddenly looked at Mu Xiqiu and said, "Sixth prince, this king wants to discuss something with you."

Seeing that his tone was suddenly a bit wrong, Mu Xiqiu frowned slightly, and asked directly: "What does the lord want to say?"

Ye Lingxuan smiled and said: "Although the king is nearly forty years old, he has not yet married a wife. Now seeing the beauty of the eighth princess, this king has moved a little bit. I don't know if the sixth prince can make the decision and betroth the eighth princess to me. Wang, since the Japanese king ascended the throne as the emperor, the eighth princess is naturally my queen of Daqi, she has a high status and will not insult her status as a princess, what does the sixth prince think?"

Hearing the first half of his sentence, Mu Xiqiu was already furious.

He has nothing to worry about in his life, but only Ning Wan'er, his own sister, is his Ni Lin!

"My lord, please be careful!"

　It’s still too late to get off work today, and the writing of the two chapters is a bit hasty. If there are any problems, feel free to point them out, and I will revise them tomorrow. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)