Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1364 The pit is 350 meters deep, sad (including the finale leave)

Xinglong Mountain.

The full moon hangs on the top of the mountain, as bright as silver.

In the middle of May, it is the hot summer season, the summer grass is chirping in the grass, and a small courtyard behind the mountain is quiet amidst the chirping of insects.

The female family members of the Mohist family live here, and male disciples are not allowed to enter or leave the inner courtyard.Therefore, when a slender figure opened the dark blue gauze curtain and slowly opened the door and walked out, he hardly met anyone.

She looked around vigilantly, and carrying a bamboo basket covered with gauze, she stepped out of the yard lightly and headed straight for Qianlian Cave.

Along the way, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the woods, the entire Xinglong Mountain was in a deep sleep, as quiet as if there was no one there.

She avoided several patrolling disciples on the way, and approached Qianlian Cave silently.

Standing behind a big tree, she remained silent for a long time without approaching it.

Outside the entrance of Qianlian Cave, there is a row of duty rooms for patrolling.

It was already late at night, and the duty room was still brightly lit, and several disciples on duty at night were whispering inside.

She watched from a distance for a while, then slowly walked out from behind the big tree, holding the bamboo basket under her arm, and walked slowly towards the duty room, her face was so blurred through the veil that she couldn't see her emotions lightly, but when she When he approached the disciple on duty, his voice was full of laughter.

"Brother guard, you have worked hard."

"Miss Fang?" The guards naturally recognized her—Juzi's biological sister.

But this girl seldom shows up, what is she doing in Qianlian Cave in the middle of the night?
A guard asked strangely: "It's so late at night, why did Miss Fang come here?"

Fang Jiran sighed with a smile, and lifted the gauze of the bamboo basket, "My sister went to Mobei and didn't come back for a long time. I was worried and couldn't sleep, so I decided to cook some sugar water for supper... "Speaking of which, she gently stroked her hair, the gauze on her face was swaying, matching her exquisite figure, it was very eye-catching, "No, I haven't cooked for a long time, I'm rusty, don't Be careful to overcook it. I couldn’t eat it alone, and I felt it would be a pity to throw it away. I thought about the hard work of the big brothers, so I brought it here. You won’t bother a few of you, right?”

"Where."

"No, no. Hehe."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling man, several guards laughed awkwardly.

Fang Jiran smiled and handed over the bamboo basket, "Don't be disgusted, brothers? Come, try my handicraft..."

In the middle of the night, several night-duty disciples were on empty stomachs, and Juzi's sister personally delivered a supper, how could they not accept it? !

A few people smiled and thanked them, took the bowl that Fang Jiran brought, and ate it right in the duty room——

Fang Jiran stood there with a graceful posture, looked at them, and kept watching quietly, with a smile on his face...

It wasn't until the bowl fell to the ground and shattered with a "bang" that she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her body.

"Several brothers, how does it taste? Is it delicious?"

Several disciples were stiff, staring at her dumbfounded, doubts were written in their unbelievable eyes, but they waited until they slowly fell to the ground without saying a word.

Fang Jiran squatted down and picked up the pieces of the bowl calmly.

"I heard that taking this medicine will not cause pain, I don't know if it is true or not...?!"

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." A disciple who was not discouraged could not utter a complete sound.

Seeing this, Fang Jiran smiled, looked at him and said: "Is there pain? Unfortunately, you can't shout it out. Go with peace of mind. In the next life, don't be a Mo family, don't follow Mo Jiu again Doing evil and harming the common people..."

She was talking to herself, and the surroundings were quiet.

As she said, those people died in agony and struggled, but they could not speak a complete sentence when they were dying.

Fang Jiran sighed, tidied up the scene silently, glanced at the entrance of Qianlian Cave under the night, and walked slowly inside.

It was very quiet in Qianlian Cave, no one was there.

Because there are firearms stored inside, for the sake of safety, except for work and inspection, disciples are not allowed to stay inside for no reason, even if they are patrolling at night, they can only stay outside the cave.Therefore, if she entered Qianlian Cave, she would be safe, and no one would disturb her again.

Fang Jiran snorted coldly, and went straight in without saying a word.

It was chilly in the cave, with a faint chill.

She walked for a while before stopping.

This is the most hidden hole in a hole in Qianlian Cave.

Seriously speaking, it is below the Qianlian Cave, and it is necessary to open a mechanism from the bottom of the stone house on the upper floor, and then walk down twenty or so stone steps to reach this underground cave.

Before this time, she had sneaked here many times, and she was quite familiar with the terrain and environment here, so she opened the mechanism above without any effort.

... This hole in the hole, she believes that it will not be difficult for her.

Hanging the oil lamp on the stone wall, she looked at the iron door of the "hole in the hole" and the strange lock embedded in it with the faint light of the fire.

"How do I open this lock?"

She was murmuring in a low voice, thinking about the lock, when a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Fang Jiran, you are enough!"

Fang Jiran was taken aback, and turned her head abruptly.

From the shadow angle of the hole in the hole, a man slowly came out.

His eyes were cold, like a thousand layers of hatred engraved with ice, "Are you still unwilling to stop?"

Fang Jiran was slightly taken aback, but when she saw it was him, she smiled instead.

"Qiao Zhanping, do you count fifty steps laughing at one hundred steps? Isn't it too late to say this now?"

Staring at Fang Jiran with hatred, Qiao Zhanping's originally feminine face seemed to contain countless resentments, and even his handsome eyes were reddened, "I am under your control regarding the firearms, and I have to let you take advantage of it. I'm already sorry for Juzi. But you are so ambitious that you have the idea of ​​jade carving for a lady, how can I tolerate you any longer?!"

"So what if you don't tolerate me?" Fang Jiran sneered, and slowly walked towards him, "You don't tolerate me, what can you do to me? Besides, you think that if you are so hypocritical, Mo Jiu will forgive you when he comes back Qiao Zhanping, don’t you know her well? She is narrow-minded and extremely vengeful. She has always been cruel and ruthless to those who betrayed her...Even if I don’t tell you about the firearms, do you think she won’t think of you? ? At first you asked Shangya to accompany her to Mobei, but when she was about to leave, you stopped Shangya from going... Hehe, anyone with a brain will be the first to suspect you."

Seeing Qiao Zhanping's instantly pale face, Fang Jiran smiled gloatingly.

"She's ignoring you now, it's just that she didn't free her hand to deal with you. So, I advise you, take your wife and children and run for your life while you still have the chance. When she comes back from Mobei, you won't be able to escape It doesn't matter. And I..."

With a slight smile, she puffed out her chest and squinted at Qiao Zhanping.

"She will kill you, but she may not kill me. After all, I am her biological sister. What about you? How are you going to die?"

"You—" Qiao Zhanping gritted his teeth, "Shameless."

Fang Jiran snorted coldly, as if he didn't care about his scolding, but smiled slightly and spread his hands towards him.

"Originally, I didn't count on you this time. But since you have delivered it to your door, why don't you hand over the key?"

"You're dreaming!" Qiao Zhanping lowered his head and grabbed her hand, "You vicious woman! I won't let you succeed."

"I'm poisonous?!" Fang Jiran gritted his teeth suddenly, and stared at him viciously, as if he wanted to eat him into his stomach, "If you didn't kill me, I would already be a Mohist tycoon, why would it take so much trouble?" ?!"

Qiao Zhanping snorted coldly and gave her a sideways look.

Fang Jiran didn't seem to have let go of his hatred, "Mohist conference, organ room, juzi test. You set the topic, and then secretly changed it, making my answer useless, right?"

Qiao Zhanping looked at her half-closed, and suddenly sneered, "You think it's me?"

"Not you, who else!?"

"..." Qiao Zhanping glanced at her contemptuously, but did not answer.

"What did you say!? It's not you, who is it?"

Shouting sternly, Fang Jiran was obviously very angry, and forced him up, stretching out his hand and pushing his shoulder.

Qiao Zhanping frowned, took the lead, grabbed her wrist, and said nonchalantly, "No one ever wanted you to be a Mohist, this is the answer."

Fang Jiran suffocated slightly, his eyes were blank for a moment, as if he had realized something, he sneered, looked down at Qiao Zhanping's hands strangling his wrists, and shouted, "Let go!"

Not only did Qiao Zhanping not let go, but he twisted her hand, pulled it hard, turned around, and pressed her body against the stone wall.

"I'll capture you now, and I'll plead guilty when Juzi comes back..."

"Hahaha!" Fang Jiran leaned against the cold stone wall with his back to him, laughing wantonly and wildly, "Qiao Zhanping, you really are loyal and courageous! It's a pity that you are probably stupid. Even if you don't want your own Life, don't you even want your son's life...?"

Qiao Zhanping let go of his hands slightly, and his handsome face suddenly dimmed like ashes.

"Qiao Zhanping, you betrayed your master and joined the enemy as a thief, thinking that hiding in Xinglong Mountain, you can live a peaceful life with Shangya? Dreaming!"

"I have never betrayed anyone! I have never said a word to Juzi! But I am also a Mo family. I have been a Mo family from the beginning to the end, and it is only right and proper to follow Juzi!"

He defended almost like a roar, but he had already let go of Fang Jiran's hands.

Son's life!It is his biggest weakness——

Fang Jiran snorted coldly, glanced at him sarcastically, as if he was too lazy to argue with him, turned around and gave him a hard push, saw him staggering back, followed with a sneer, and spread his hands.

"Bring the key!"

Qiao Zhanping shook his head, "I don't have a key."

Fang Jiran obviously didn't believe it, "Mo Jiu trusts you so much, you have been managing this Qianlian Cave all along. You don't have the key? Hurry up and hand it over! Otherwise, I can't guarantee your son's life or death."

Qiao Zhanping's eyes were full of hatred, and his eyes were as hot as quenching fire. "This lock was set by Juzi herself. She called it a coded lock. No one knows the unlocking code except herself..."

password?
Fang Jiran looked him up and down, then slowly pursed her lips.

"You don't even dare to lie to me!"

With a cold snort, she slowly turned her head and glanced at the lock on the iron door.

"Combined lock, interesting! But Mo Jiu doesn't know that no matter how sophisticated a lock is in this world, it can only guard against unintentional people. As long as there is a will, how can there be a lock that cannot be opened?"

Qiao Zhanping looked at her with pursed lips, suspicious eyes, "Could it be that you have a way to open it?"

"Of course." Fang Jiran thought for a moment, then suddenly turned his head. "But... with you here, I don't feel at ease to open the lock?"

Speaking of this, she suddenly turned her wrist, and before Qiao Zhanping could react, she saw a flash of cold light, and a sharp dagger stabbed him in the chest.

Fang Jiran has always looked soft and weak, and has never used force. This sudden fatal blow was so fast and ruthless that Qiao Zhanping had no chance to avoid it.

His pupils widened suddenly, and he instinctively reached out to block it.

"Boom!"

Qiao Zhanping didn't have time to block the dagger, but the dagger seemed to be hit by something, and it deflected in one direction, rubbing against Qiao Zhanping's body and stabbing it.

For this reason, Fang Jiran, who was holding a dagger, couldn't help himself.

Leaping forward, she screamed, and the dagger stabbed a wooden vertical beam in the middle of the stone house.

"Hiss!" His wrist was numb from the shock, and Fang Jiran looked back bitterly.

Not Qiao Zhanping, but another person.

He was standing on the steps of the stone house, and instead of going down, he missed her dagger with a stone.

How long has this person been standing? !They didn't realize his existence.

Fang Jiran drew back the dagger and laid it across his chest to protect him, his eyes slightly shallow.

"Who? Come out!"

In today's Xinglong Mountain, as long as she captured Qiao Zhanping, why would she need to be afraid of others?
Thinking about it this way, she was going to wait for that person to appear, and immediately strike.

But following the man's footsteps slowly walking down the steps, she was stunned, "Brother!?"

The man was bony, and a long robe dangled as he walked, as if on a skeleton frame.The blow just now exhausted his strength, and he even struggled to walk when he came down. His face was as pale as paper, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were sunken, and he was so thin that he was out of shape. Very solemn.

"Originally...the inner ghost is you..."

Living in bed without speaking for a long time made it very difficult for Mo Wang to speak.

But this sentence was enough for Fang Jiran to understand what he meant - he knew everything she did.

Fang Jiran was afraid of Mo Huang in his heart.

When she suddenly saw him, she was so frightened that she could hardly contain herself.

But when she recovered from the panic, seeing that Mo Wang was alone, and then looked at his weak body, she suddenly turned cold.

"Brother woke up at the wrong time. It's not the right time to come to Qianlian Cave."

"Really?" Mo Wang stood motionless on the spot, the look in his eyes was full of pain, "Why did you do this? Ah Jiu is your biological sister, blood is thicker than water, she treats you well, but you If you want to take her life, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Fang Jiran smiled, and the laughter was shrill and piercing.

After saying that, she tore off the veil on her head and threw it on the ground viciously, exposing that unrecognizable face.

"Fang Jiran in the past, was he not kind? Did he treat others badly? But what did I get? Did God give me a lot of love? The man I loved died because of me, and I also lost my appearance due to the disease of losing face , There is a possibility of losing your life at any time... Brother, tell me, if you do evil things, there will be retribution. Why do some people who commit all kinds of crimes not only do not receive retribution, but live a golden saddle, how much better than kind people? And I didn't do anything, do I deserve it? You say, why is this? Why?"

The door on the steps of the stone house was open, and as soon as the wind entered, the temperature became even colder.

Hearing Fang Jiran's voice of accusation, Mo Wang supported the stone wall and walked down the last step.

"Throw me a peach and give me a plum. Lovers will see love. Evil people will see evil."

Mo Wang's sentence comes from Mozi's famous saying, and it is also a very popular sentence.

But Fang Jiran listened, but sneered nonchalantly, "Brother likes her in his heart, he will protect her no matter what, and she is the best no matter what. I am good, and I am evil, so nothing will happen." Separate. Everything is born from the heart, why do you bother admonishing me?"

Mo Wang's words made sense, but Fang Jiran's words were not without reason.

The person you like is good no matter what.

I don't like it anymore, it's all bad.

Mo Huang frowned, and remained silent for a moment, without any rebuttal, only a faint sigh.

"Junior Sister, stop!"

"Stop? What can I do if I stop? Wait for Mo Jiu to come back and take revenge on me?" Fang Jiran looked at him coldly, and stroked his long hair messed up by the hat. His movements were extremely gentle, but his eyes were as sharp as Dao said, "Brother, why do I still stand here and listen to your yelling? It's only because I recognize you as my senior brother, and because of you, I didn't ask anyone to catch me. After all, I was thinking of the relationship between my senior brother and my sister. You treat me Well, I am grateful. I will be grateful for the rest of my life. If there is anyone else in this world that I care about, it is you, Mo Fan. But even so, I have no turning back now. If you don’t stop me from nostalgia, I can do whatever you want Since then, I also miss you as a senior brother. If you stand in my way..."

After a pause, she met Mo Fan's distressed eyes, and spoke slowly.

"You know what I'm capable of. With your dilapidated body, you are no match for me."

The light in Mo Huang's eyes was filled with disappointment, "You mean, you won't even let me go?"

"Yes." Fang Jiran sneered, "If you have to stop me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Heh, do you have a way to kill me and Qiao Gong together, and then steal the lady's jade carving?"

Fang Jiran was slightly taken aback, pursed her lips, and smiled again, "No, of course not. It's a pity that Qiao Zhanping doesn't dare to do anything to me."

Looking at Qiao Zhanping provocatively, she suddenly giggled, it was a wanton smile, and it also made her hideous and ugly face due to the disfigurement disease even more horrible, in such a stone house, under the dim light of the bean lamp , the same as female ghosts, demons and monsters have to bow down——

Mo Wang glanced at the silent Qiao Zhanping, "Qiao Gong, what's the matter?"

Qiao Zhanping's expression was apologetic, and his voice was full of bitterness, "Deacon Zuo, I, I am ashamed of Juzi—my husband and I came to Xinglong Mountain that day, and I thought I could live in seclusion on the mountain for the rest of my life, without worrying about the disputes and worries in the world. ...But when Shang Ya gave birth to her child...she was secretly exchanged and taken as a hostage. For my child's life, I had no choice but to..."

Perhaps there are too many things that have been experienced. After listening to Qiao Zhanping's narration, Mo Wang didn't show too much surprise, but just frowned and thought about it, "Who is your son being held as a pledge? And what you said before... Actually, Xiaojiu and I never fully believed in those things. We didn't ask you, just out of respect. Now, can you tell me, who exactly are you instigated by?"

Qiao Zhanping lowered his head and remained silent.

"Deacon Zuo should have guessed it."

Mo Wang pursed his lips, and said two words in a low voice: "Song Xi?"

Qiao Zhanping didn't speak, and fell silent.

"It turned out to be him..." Mo Wanana said, hesitating for a moment, "But why did Song Xi order you to tamper with the firearm? Didn't he know that it might kill Xiao Jiu?" Speaking of this, a A thought suddenly came to his mind, and he turned for a moment, glaring at Fang Jiran, "The matter of firearms was not ordered by Song Xi, but by you? Right or not?"

If it was Song Xi, why were there no problems with the firearms that supported Xiao Qian in the past three years?

But it happened to the last batch, when Mo Jiu was about to personally escort them to Mobei, that something suddenly went wrong?
Then there was only one reason, Fang Jiran wanted Mo Jiu to die.

She falsely passed on Song Xi's intentions and used her son as a hostage to force Qiao Zhanping.

At this moment, thinking of Fang Jiran's evil deeds, Mo Wang also thought of many things in the past.For example, when he first went to Xinglong Mountain, Mo Jiu was pushed under the overhanging slope for no reason... Those things that could not be explained at that time seemed to have answers by this time.

He frowned and asked, "Since when did you become his man?"

Fang Jiran replied calmly: "Before the Mohist meeting. However, I am not his, we are just cooperating."

"Cooperation?"

"He promised me that he would let me be a Mohist giant."

"He promised you...?" Mo Fan muttered softly, "No wonder...you can open the handprints on the altar. But such handprints cannot be faked by ordinary people... Could it be that he is the one that Ah Jiu said... knows Arabic Number people?"

Arabic numerals?
Fang Jiran smiled slightly, "Maybe. I don't care about this. I only know that no matter whether he is that person or not, as long as we collect all the jade carvings of ladies, we can open the altar and get Qianziyin and the Mohist weapon map. And I, too He will become a true Mohist giant."

"Junior Sister, is your Juzi dream still awake?"

"Wake up? Why should I wake up? Brother, I've been a kind person enough, and I hate cowardly surviving. My face is already like this, and I don't want to watch myself grow old and die. Open the altar and get a thousand Ziyin may be my way out. If you are really good for me, you should congratulate me, and finally have the courage to do something for yourself that you really want to do."

"Are you crazy!?" Mo Wang looked at her, "When did you become like this? I feel like I never knew you."

"Yeah, I'm crazy! I've changed too. Ever since I died once, I'm no longer me." Fang Jiran's chest was heaving, and she was a little emotional. She almost gritted her teeth, "In this world, Is there anything more important than a woman's appearance? My face, my life, everything about me is gone, what else is there to be afraid of, what else can't I give up? Brother, when you are all worried about Mo Jiu At that time, did you ever think that I am also a woman, and I have been hit harder than her, and I also need someone to care about me, love me, and accompany me? But you...do you have it? "

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.

Stunned for a while, he took a deep breath.

"Junior Sister, if you look back, you still have a chance."

Fang Jiran looked at the disappointment in his eyes, and there was also a layer of mist in his eyes.

"I can't turn back. The gods and demons of the heavens have never cared for me. I have been infatuated and miserable all my life. I have not gained anything. Who can I rely on?"

Mo was silent.

Fang Jiran like this was completely unfamiliar to him.

She roared almost hysterically, and at the end, she asked back with a smile.

"Mo Jiu is right. If a woman doesn't live for herself, what's the point of living?"

"But did Mo Jiu tell you? As a human being, you must never use other people's blood to warm your heart? Why do you have to compare with Mo Jiu? You are you, she is her, you are different."

"I don't want to compare with her, I just want her things to belong to me."

Mo took a deep breath, shook his head, and sighed absentmindedly, "But you may not be too confident. Even if you stole these jade carvings of ladies, there are only five. Where, so far there is no news—”

"Of course I have confidence." Fang Jiran smiled slightly, "Because I know that the Second Qiankun Tomb is under the Lin'an Imperial City."

The heaven and the earth are also the heaven and the earth.The imperial city of Lin'an is also worthy of the universe.

Mo Huan was slightly startled, and fell silent, looking straight into Fang Jiran's piercing eyes, and asked puzzledly.

"Why did you tell me?"

"Because you were the senior brother who loved me the most." Fang Jiran replied with a chuckle, "It's also because you are dying."

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly threw herself towards the iron gate on the left rear, and suddenly strangled an inconspicuous iron lead wire on the stone wall—Fang Jiran has been doing a lot these days in order to steal the jade carvings of ladies. Make up your mind.It doesn't matter to her that the lock can't be opened.Because she had already prepared for the worst—to use local materials, and then use Qiao Zhanping to install an explosive device here.

When the lead wire is pulled, the mechanism starts.

"Bang!" First the stone wall was blasted, followed by thick smoke.

"Boom!" Another explosion sounded louder than before, like a thunderous thunder, shaking the hole in the hole.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

There are countless firearms in Qianlian Cave, and even more explosives and gunpowder.

After such an explosion, sparks flew everywhere, and the stone chamber, which was originally easy to store, could not control the momentum of the explosion.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, like an earthquake, gravel fell one after another, and the sparks that burst out from the hole almost illuminated half of the sky.

The Mohist disciples who had already fallen asleep got up one after another and rushed towards Qianlian Cave.

By the side of the ancient road at the foot of the mountain, Cao Yuan and the others, who had rushed back to Xinglong Mountain on Yelu's fast horse, panicked when they saw it.

"Not good! Something happened."

The group speeded up, rode their horses and whipped their whips, and hurried back to the mountain, but when Cao Yuan organized his disciples to dig up the messy rocks, they only found the injured Mo Wang and the dead Qiao Zhanping, and Fang Jiran had already died. It disappeared, leaving only a pair of blown-off sleeves.

Qiao Zhanping pressed tightly on Mo Wang's body.

His head, waist, and legs were all under the weight of boulders.

It was also because he chose to throw Mo Wang down at the moment of the explosion, allowing Mo Wang to survive.

And he himself - gone forever.

Disappearing with Fang Jiran, there are also several jade carvings of ladies collected by Mo Jiu in the early stage...

The gasps of the disciples resounded through the cave.

Almost at the same time, Mo Wang slowly opened his eyes.

"Left Deacon!"

He opened and closed his mouth with difficulty, looked at Cao Yuan, and expressed himself with difficulty.

"Chasing...Fang...Ji Ran...!"

……

……

"You are the best craftsman in the world. You have made great contributions to the Mohist school. You have spent your whole life choosing between black and white, but you have always maintained a heart of love and valued love and righteousness... We Will always remember you."

Half a month later, when Mo Jiu was rushing from one funeral to another, he said this to Qiao Zhanping's stone tablet in front of Qiao Zhanping's tomb.

Qiao Zhanping died in the explosion. The incident happened suddenly. Shang Ya was caught off guard and lost her husband and son-in-law. She was already crying badly.Two children were kneeling beside her, one on the left and the other on the right. The young one was completely ignorant and ignorant, while the older one followed the mother's example and burned paper for the father, throwing one by one into the brazier.There were also pieces of ghost papers dancing with the wind, accompanied by the low sobs of the disciples, flying into the air.Haunting, lingering over the tomb.

people go.

Things have not come to fruition.

In front of a row of Mohist disciples who came to the funeral, and Qiao Zhanping's widow and orphan in front of the grave, Mo Jiu suddenly drew a knife and cut his little finger, dripped blood into the wine bowl in front of the grave, and sprinkled it on Qiao Zhanping's grave, coldly. Said in a voice: "The emperor is above, and the earth is below. I, Mo Jiu, swear today that I will step down on Lin'an Mansion in the future and sacrifice Xinglong Mountain with blood."

"Tamp down Lin'an Mansion, blood sacrifice to Xinglong Mountain!"

"Tamp down Lin'an Mansion, blood sacrifice to Xinglong Mountain!"

"Tamp down Lin'an Mansion, blood sacrifice to Xinglong Mountain!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, the voice was shrill and powerful.

A north wind blows from an unknown distance, bleak this forest.

Mo Jiu's hatred did not come for no reason.

This bombing not only destroyed the supplies of Qianlian Cave, killed Qiao Zhanping and the disciples of the Mo family, but also completely destroyed the facilities of Qianlian Cave.

Xinglong Mountain, a paradise, has been hit like never before.

... Mo Jiu's heart was bleeding.

Xinglong Mountain is her home and the foundation of Mohism.

How could she not hate her face being slapped and slapped in the face by people making wild noises in her own home?
Moreover, although Mo Huang woke up, Qiao Zhanping died.

She hates it beyond words!

This is not only because of the relationship with Qiao Zhanping for several years, but also because of his own talent in firearms.

With his death, Mo Jiu seemed to have lost a right-hand man——

Especially looking at Shang Ya and the two young children, she couldn't bear it.

I couldn't bear to tell them about the firearms, but it was actually Qiao Zhanping who did it.

He couldn't bear to tell Shang Ya about the child.

If Shangya knew that the son she had worked so hard to raise for two years was not her own son at all, and that Qiao Zhanping passed away again, would she go crazy? !

Mo Jiu didn't dare to say.

It's not easy for them to walk this way. Qiao Zhanping is dead, so let him be innocent.

As for these secrets...it's better to leave them blank for now.

……

In May of the fifth year of Nanrong Jingchang, the weather was extremely hot.

However, after an accident, Xinglong Mountain became silent for no reason.

Fang Jiran did not chase him back, Mo Jiu who hurried back was anxious to deal with the aftermath of the explosion, and Ha La and Lin were not at all calm.

This May is of great significance to the people of the whole world and to the whole history.

On May [-]th, Xiao Qian captured Hara and Lin, which became an important node in his imperial dominance.

From this day on, Xiao Qian began to formally rule over Beimeng.

On May 23, Xiao Qian was buried in honor of Prince Su He.

On May 25, on the second day after Suhe was buried, Princess Ayigu held a kuriltai meeting in Harahelin, and announced at the meeting that Xiao Qian was the son of Princess Sandan and the son of Beimeng.He also said that his son Wu Rigen was young and playful, he had no interest in state affairs, and was not suitable to be the lord of Beimeng, so he recommended Xiao Qian as the new Great Khan of Beimeng.As soon as this move was made, all the clansmen expressed their submission one after another, and the Kulitai meeting went smoothly than expected, and it ended with almost no waves.

It's absurd, but not absurd.

Those who know the times are Junjie!

Xiao Qian is the descendant of Princess Sandan, why don't they go with it and prosper?

Of course, few people know that, just the night before Princess Ayigu convened the Khuriltai Conference, a bloodbath actually occurred between Hara and Lin.Some important ministers of Beimeng who had different intentions were secretly purged by the Qixue army. This time, the bloody suppression without warning came and went quickly. When the sun hung in the sky again, the blood on the ground was all Flushed, as if nothing had ever happened.As soon as the Khuriltai Assembly was held and the new Khan ascended the throne, Hara and Lin were quickly restored to their former vitality.

Those who died will soon be annihilated by history.

Some people say that Xiao Qian's methods are cruel, but the effect of his actions is obvious.

——With the smallest sacrifice, the greatest benefit was obtained.

However, unlike everyone's speculation, Xiao Qian did not make things difficult for Wu Rigen, not only did not settle accounts with him, but also gave him a fief in the western part of Beimeng, allowing him to lead his cronies away.This move was well received by the clan members. Even Ayigu didn't expect such a good ending for his son, and all the previous worries were all gone.

But she failed to go with Wu Rigen.

Xiao Qian left her in Hala and Lin, allowing her to enjoy the honor of the queen mother and the splendor.

But she knew in her heart that Xiao Qian was still wary of her.

If she and Wu Rigen are not together, they will inevitably involve each other.

Without her, Wu Rigen would not be successful.

Without Wu Rigen, what's the use of her fighting for these things?
Overnight, Hara and Lin changed their colors and entered a new world.

The next day, the sun rose, and the streets and alleys were cleaned up.

With the sound of drums and the sound of horns, Xiao Qian officially ascended the throne in Hara Helin, that is, the Great Khan, and became the new Great Khan of the Northern Meng Empire. He also issued an edict and officially established the year as "Yuanzheng".

Yuan is the beginning, the head, the head, and the circle.Just to show that it is orthodox, it takes the meaning of "the name is right and the words are right".

The sky at noon is full of rays of light, and falcons fly high.

The arrival of Yuan Zhengnian also opened another brand new door for Xiao Qian's history of conquering the world.

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(End of this chapter)