Chapter 339

he died.

finally died.

He killed him himself.

Mo Wushang picked up the ink flute, the jasper was transparent, with dragon patterns glowing.At the same time, he also took out a tube of the same ink flute from his bosom, which turned out to be exactly the same, and now they are finally a pair.

"Hahahahaha, Xiahou Junyao, do you think you can prove something by just taking out an ink flute? It's nothing, it's nothing!" After finishing speaking, Mo Wushang took Yu Sheng, got on his horse, swung his whip, The horse immediately galloped up.

Yusheng was wrapped by Mo Wushang, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the two ink flutes tightly held in his hands, with a strange and unknown light on his face.

Emperor Xiahou died, and the news immediately spread from the Zhicheng camp.In order to stabilize Xiahou's hearts, Zang Jian and Zhong Lisong ordered the entire army not to spread the news for the time being.

"Tibetan guard, even if you don't tell this matter, it doesn't mean you can hide it. A country cannot live without a king, otherwise our Xiahou will suffer!" Guo Huai was so anxious to leave, whether he was sitting or standing .How could this happen? He couldn't believe that the emperor was dead.But this bloody scene can be seen by everyone.

"But, in our current situation, let's talk about it, but the world is in chaos!" Zhong Lisong's face was full of gloom, and there was also deep pain. "Your Majesty, how could it be, why would you join forces with Mo Wushang to kill the Emperor..."

Zhong Lisong couldn't understand, couldn't believe at all, the scene he just saw was real.

"The master now means that the world will be handed over to Mo Wushang in the future." Mo Xiao has already given it to Mo Wushang, and he is now the master of the world.

"How is it possible!" Zhong Lisong and Guo Huai said at the same time, "What qualifications does he have to be the master of the world, he is cruel and unscrupulous, he is not qualified to be the king of this country at all!"

"He has." Just as Zhong Lisong and Guo Huai finished speaking, they heard a foreign voice.Everyone looked back and saw the dead Yaoyao, who suddenly sat up.He pulled out the dagger from behind, but it was a fake knife that could be put away.

"Master, you are..." Zang Jian and the others froze for a moment, unable to understand what was going on.

"Don't understand? This knife is fake." The dagger is hollow and can shrink. As long as it shrinks, when it penetrates a person's body, a bright red liquid like fresh blood will immediately flow out, making the wounded the illusion.

"I knew that Shengsheng would not hurt me. She said, Wushang hates me and was deceived by Queen Moyi." After finishing speaking, Yaoyao took out a piece of silk cloth from his cuff. In order to hide the silk cloth.

In fact, when Mo Wushang killed him, he hesitated, which proved that he didn't really want to kill him, or there was some reason that forced him to kill him.

Thinking about it, Yaoyao opened the silk cloth that Yusheng had stuffed for him, and when he opened it, he couldn't help trembling his hands.Cang Jian and the others were still in shock, they didn't expect that in this scene, there is still a lie in the truth, and a truth in the lie.

But, what was written on the silk cloth that made the master so excited?
"Yaoyao, the above are all the handwriting of the truth of the Supreme Emperor Mo Yi, which was placed on You Ning's body, and I accidentally discovered it. I guess the Supreme Emperor has been in pain. He wanted to tell Mo Wushang the truth, but he was afraid of hurting him. Now I just thought of my help. Queen Mother Mo Yi used secret techniques to control me, causing you brothers to kill each other. This is her ultimate goal. Now, as long as Wushang knows the truth, all problems can be solved. So now I have more Do important things, don't show up for now, wait for me to expose Queen Mo Yi's conspiracy!"

At the end of the day, Yusheng left a message, which comforted Yaoyao.Fortunately, she was fine, and now that he knew the reason, he couldn't wait here. What if the Empress Dowager Mo Yi wanted to hurt her and Wushang.

"It turns out that the mastermind of everything is actually the Queen Mother Mo Yi?" No one thought that it was a woman raised in the deep palace who directed all kinds of things for the purpose of their brothers killing each other. Is her psychology perverted? can it?
"Master, if these things were done by the Empress Dowager Mo Yi, she will definitely not let her mother and Emperor Mo Yi go in the end. At that time, I am afraid that she will do more extreme things in order to make Emperor Mo Yi's life worse than death." .” They also thought about the psychology of the Empress Dowager Mo Yi.Let them kill each other with their own hands, how could they then retaliate, then how could Emperor Mo Yi, who knows the truth at that time, not be sad and regret it?
"I thought so too, so I decided to sneak into Mo Yi and get in touch with Sheng Sheng!" Yao Yao nodded, what Zang Jian said was exactly what he thought.Now they want to disintegrate all the schemes of the Queen Mother Mo Yi.

"Then we have to act quickly. It is estimated that the Empress and Emperor Mo Yi will return to the Mo Yi Palace. At that time, we must always seize the opportunity!" Zhong Lisong also nodded, and finally the final mastermind was found out.

Yao Yao nodded, stood up abruptly, but found that her eyes went dark, and a long-lost pain spread in her heart.

"Master, what's wrong with you!" Zang Jian and others came up to support him. Although the empress did not inflict fatal injuries on the master, Emperor Mo Yi's palm was not fake, it hurt the master.

"I'm fine, you all go down, prepare everything that needs to be prepared, and I'll be fine after a short rest." Yao Yao sat down while supporting the bed, but her eyes were flickering.

It wasn't until Tibetan Sword and the others all went out that they let out a muffled snort, and spat out a mouthful of black blood, soaking through the entire silk cloth.

It's been three years. Could it be that he committed another poison?

Mo Wushang, who returned to the Moyi camp, sat in the main tent all the time, and no one was allowed to disturb him, but he kept looking at the two ink flutes placed on the desk.

This is a pair of ink flutes, so why give him one?Is it because of guilt?Feel guilty because you feel that you want to exchange his life for Xiahou Junyao?No, no, it was just an accident, just an accident.However, when Xiahou Lie went out to fight, he hadn't been born yet. If it wasn't intentional, there would be no accident at all.

"Ah..." Mo Wushang roared wildly, knocking down everything, holding the two sides of the two ink flutes in his hand, trying to break them off.

However, after a long time, it didn't break, and then let go, and sat slumped in the same place.Nothing is important anymore, anyway, Xiahou Junyao is dead.

Already dead, he killed it with his own hands.The resentment of so many years should have been cleared.But he didn't feel clear, instead he felt a heaviness of being out of breath.

In fact, there is one thing that no one knows.He and Yusheng didn't just meet at the Lantern Festival.Rather, he approached purposefully and deliberately.

(End of this chapter)

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