Heritage foundry

Chapter 138 Zhou Mo Shangdian

Lamas-Otto's battle spirit returned to his love thread, Zhou Mo's tense nerves relaxed, his body softened, and his steps staggered. middle.

Although the assassin's multiple stabs were blocked by the battle armor and failed to penetrate Zhou Mo's body, the inner strength implied in them injured all the bones and muscles of Zhou Mo's lungs, and he was concentrated and didn't feel it just now. Yes, now that he has relaxed, Zhou Mo only feels pain everywhere in his body, and even his limbs have lost control!

Lying in the icy snow, a little pain was nothing to Zhou Mo, but the loss of control of his limbs made Zhou Mo very helpless. His whole body transformed into the color of fine gold, and the strong recovery power of the golden life began to slow down. Repair the injury in Zhou Mo's body.

A cloud of smoke left the barracks and rushed towards Zhou Mo's direction.

The smoke and dust gradually approached, and Zhou Mo was able to barely stand up when he was in front of him, but he saw that it was the wolf king, accompanied by a court servant, riding an army horse.

The wolf king saw Zhou Mo's armor was mottled, the cloak behind him was stained with snow, and dark red was oozing from his helmet. He knew that Zhou Mo had been hindered, but he didn't show it on his face. He just jumped off his horse and quickly patted Zhou Mo. Mo shoulder, said:
"What's the matter, brother, the armor on his body is heavy, and the snow is slippery, why did he fall down?"

This sentence seemed to be out of order, but it found a reason for Zhou Mo, and it also implied that Zhou Mo should not say some things.

Zhou Mo nodded at the wolf king. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a burning pain in his lungs, so he forced himself to say:

"Yeah, the heavy snowfall of the polar ice bear really made Zhou Mo suffer enough!"

Just after saying a word, blood overflowed from the inside of his stomach, flowing out from the corners of his lips. Fortunately, there was a visor to cover it, otherwise he would be even more embarrassed.

The servant was riding on the horse, looking down at Zhou Mo, seeing that the two of them stopped talking, he smiled softly, and then said:

"It seems that everyone understands, so I won't explain much, Zhou Mo, right, let's go, above the main hall, His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Three Kings are waiting for you!"

The wolf king nodded slightly at Zhou Mo, then put his hand on Zhou Mo's shoulder, and helped Zhou Mo onto the horse.

A metal kettle was handed over to Zhou Mo, and the wolf king said:

"The snow scene in Yingyang City is rare in a hundred years, and it is suitable for burning knives in this snowy mountain. The two of us met once in the wilderness. I didn't expect to see you again today. It is also fate. Let's drink it!"

Without hesitation, Zhou Mo unscrewed the kettle, opened the visor, and drank down the blood in his mouth.

The taste is sweet, it's not wine, and after entering the stomach, the faint coolness exudes, and the injury in Zhou Mo's stomach is relieved a lot in an instant. "

As soon as the jug was opened, the waiter who walked in the front sniffled and said with a soft smile:

"Hey, elf honey, this is a rare thing in the palace, and only you people in the kingdom of the sea can drink it as wine!"

Along the way, the waiter kept talking, trying his best to ridicule. The wolf king and Zhou Mo just remained silent until they came to the teleportation formation.

The brilliance shone slightly, and Zhou Mo's eyes blurred, and he felt that the sky was darkening, and he was no longer an eagle leading to the blue sky.

Looking up, sure enough, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and from time to time, there were occasional bluish-blue thunders.

"You haven't seen it before! The city wall of the imperial capital was built by the first emperor himself when the country was founded. No one can fly over it. Even the dark clouds and thunder in the sky are attracted down and turned into a natural barrier of the imperial capital!"

The servant's contemptuous gaze and condescending tone made Zhou Mo, who had recovered a lot from his injuries, curl his lips secretly, and couldn't help but say:
"It's no wonder!"

The wolf king smiled in his heart, he was a young man after all, but he had had enough of this servant, and asked:
"What does that mean, brother?"

Zhou Mo smiled and said:

"The city defense of the imperial capital is so majestic and majestic, and the birds can't pass it. Without the birds, it's no wonder that there will be moths in the imperial capital!"

The servant's face was dazed, and he didn't realize until Zhou Mo and the wolf king had walked out of the teleportation formation.

His originally pale complexion turned red all of a sudden, but he was speechless. He stared coldly at the backs of the two of them, and quickly chased after them.

Between the gate of the imperial capital and the main gate of the imperial palace, there is an extremely wide avenue. Zhou Mo and the wolf king galloped on it on horses, and they felt a spontaneous sense of insignificance.

Before coming to the imperial city, he saw the palaces of the three kings standing side by side. The polar ice bear saw Zhou Mo, and there was a hint of joy in his impatient huge eyes.

"Your boy is here. The matter is finally coming to an end. Grandpa Xiong, I'm finally going home. I've had enough of the damn weather here, Grandpa Xiong! But Neptune doesn't let it snow..."

A muffled sound of complaints suddenly appeared in Zhou Mo's mind, which frightened Zhou Mo. When he looked up, he saw those huge bear eyes, looking at him proudly.

"Hey, another idiot who got scared by Grandpa Xiong!"

In front of the majestic and majestic palace, Zhou Mo was still a little awed and apprehensive, but when he was hit by the polar ice bear, an inexplicable sense of absurdity washed away everything...

Before the palace gate, Zhou Mo took off his battle armor, wiped off his blood-stained face, and handed over all the equipment to the wolf king. He walked into the hall alone with his servants.

Everything in the palace is like a revolving lantern in Zhou Mo's eyes at this time. Although it is gorgeous, it doesn't leave an impression until it reaches the main hall of the palace.

There are 99 white jade steps, and the main hall is high above. Anyone who stands under the steps for the first time will feel a sense of awe in his heart.

But Zhou Mo's heart was full of excitement that came from nowhere, as if there was a devil living in his body, constantly urging Zhou Mo to come forward, shouting and roaring excitedly...

The moment he stepped on the white jade steps, every cell in Zhou Mo's body seemed to explode at the same time, making Zhou Mo's footsteps faster and faster. In just a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of the main hall surrounded by earthy yellow light.

At this time, in Zhou Mo's mind, reason seemed to have disappeared, and the fanatical emotions came from nowhere, but they completely dominated Zhou Mo's actions.

As soon as he took a step, Zhou Mo was about to bump into the khaki light ball. At this moment, the fateful armguard that Zhou Mo wore next to his body suddenly trembled slightly, and a cool air rushed into his mind, awakening Zhou Mo a little bit. Misty sanity.

The outstretched foot was forcibly retracted by Zhou Mo, and cold sweat instantly soaked Zhou Mo's close-fitting clothing.

At this time, the servant followed up, without the slightest expression on his face, so that no one could see the slightest abnormality.

Standing outside the khaki light, the servant shouted loudly:
"Ying Yang leads the Honorary Baron of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zhou Mo is here by the emperor's order!"

At this time, the khaki-yellow light opened, and the servant winked at Zhou Mo. Zhou Mo took a deep breath and walked into the hall!

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw His Majesty surrounded by earthy yellow light, and the nobles and officials in the hall bowed their heads in silence, as if Zhou Mo who walked into the hall was transparent.

His majesty's khaki light spread out, and Neptune's laughter came out:

"Your Majesty, it seems that this king and Feng Wang won!"

His Majesty's voice followed closely behind:
"That's not necessarily the case. He needs to be able to prove that Lamas died at the hands of the military's assassins in full view!"

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