Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

-----------------

General Zhao, have you forgotten who sent you out?

He shook his head helplessly, and took a few steps forward: "General Zhao has worked hard."

At this moment, Zhao Mo, who was full of his son, finally saw King Jin.

He got off his horse, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "To King Jin, we have already removed the head of the little Uighur prince."

"By the way..." Without waiting for King Jin to praise him, Zhao Mo continued, "Bring back the heads of King Uighur and his other four sons."

At this moment, King Jin could hardly believe his ears: "General Zhao?"

He took two steps forward, grabbed Zhao Mo, and said anxiously, "What did you say? Say it again!"

King Uighur and his other sons were also killed?

How can this be?

Zhao Mo broke away from his hand without any trace, looked back and said: "On the way to chase the little Uighur prince, I happened to meet the Uighur king and others who fled in a hurry."

"The Uighurs resisted to the death, and the general had no choice but to behead him under his horse. Please forgive me, King Jin."

Excuse me?

What is there to forgive?

At this moment, King Jin just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times to express his excitement at the moment.

Sure enough, he was right about Zhao Mo, he was a lucky general!

With the merits of annihilating the Uyghur royal family, no matter how much his brothers in the capital struggle, it is impossible to pass him!

King Jin patted Zhao Mo's shoulder overjoyed: "General Zhao has made great achievements, so how can I blame this king?"

"Come here, invite General Zhao to progress, I want to give a banquet to reward the soldiers!"

Once this battle is over, the Uighurs will be completely beaten to pieces, and there will be decades of peace in this world!

Zhao Mo frowned slightly, unconsciously turning his eyes to Xie Zhuo who was at the side.

With a smile on his face, his young master motioned him to leave with King Jin.

Zhao Mo's lips were slightly pursed. He just came back, and before he had time to say anything to the young master, he had to go to those banquets.

The unpleasant breath radiated slightly, which was keenly felt by King Jin.

He glanced at Xie Zhuo again, and finally sighed helplessly: "But General Zhao has worked hard, why don't you go back to the mansion to fix it first."

When Zhao Mo was awarded the title, he gave him a house.

But no matter how you give it, it seems that it is not as good as his son.

King Jin sighed softly in his heart, this Zhao Mo is a genius, but his heart is not on his side.

It means that Xie Zhuo is not his brother, otherwise he might be in a terrible state.

"Thank you, my lord!" Zhao Mo, who hadn't shown the slightest expression, finally smiled at this moment.

He threw the horse to his guards, strode towards Xie Zhuo, and got on his horse.

Zhao Mo's long legs pinched the horse's belly slightly, and the horse ran towards the city.

Seeing this scene, the city gate was quiet for a moment.

Someone couldn't help but scratched his head and said in a low voice: "If it weren't for that young master who looked like a man, I would have thought our general was going to meet his lover."

That impatient look is really suspicious.

The people in the caravan left by Zhao Mo...

Leader, did you forget to take something with you?

At this moment, Zhao Mo's mind is full of Xie Zhuo, so he doesn't have the time to think about others.

The horse broke into his general's mansion and galloped all the way to the bedroom. The moment it stopped, there was no one on its back.

Zhao Mo slammed the door behind him, holding Xie Zhuo tightly in his arms.

"Young Master, Young Master..." He put his lips next to Xie Zhuo's ear, screaming and kissing.

It reveals the thoughts that have been accumulated for a long time, and also reveals the joy of reunion after a long absence.