Dressed like a deadly enemy

Yun Feitan heard the voice and knew that someone had discovered him, so he grabbed the account book, and while the two had just entered the secret room and were not used to the darkness, he kicked the wall against the wall and used his strength to quickly pass over the two and rush out the door.

"Hurry up!" The two reacted quickly, pressing the copper bell in the secret room to warn, while chasing closely.

Yun Feitan only ran towards the dark secret passage, but couldn't find the exit of the secret room, and there was movement behind him from time to time. Qin Zhuolan's personal guards were strong and followed very closely.

There was only a slight breathing sound in the pitch-black tunnel, and Yun Feitan thought that going around like this was not an option, it was difficult to identify the direction in the dark, and if he was not careful, his way would be blocked.

He held his breath, and quietly stuck to the top of the secret passage. There was light behind the stone wall in front of him. He heard the sound of people walking, and there was a faint sound of wind. It should be very close to the exit of the secret room.

"Strange, how come there is no movement after chasing here?" The guard who was headed before stopped and looked around.

"Could it have gone out?" The other person listened for a while, walked around the stone wall, and walked out.

The rest of them went out after him.

"My lord." Someone was guarding the entrance. When they saw the two of them, they hurried over to salute, and said flatteringly: "When the bell rang, the little one stayed here and found nothing unusual. The others went to check the darkroom thoroughly. "

"Yeah." One of them responded, "Search carefully, don't let him escape! We have to go to Quancheng on an urgent errand, and we don't have enough time.

"Yes, yes, yes, we will definitely not waste the adults' time, we can do it." The person guarding the entrance looked weak, and his tone was humble, which should be much lower than the two of them.

"If there is anything, you can go to Mu's cemetery and report it to Lord Taibao. If you let me know that you have not reported it..."

"Don't dare, I will definitely go."

After the three people over there finished talking, there was a voice climbing up the stairs, and there was a voice, "You don't want the account book?"

"Forget it, it's already this hour, it's too late."

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"Later I left the secret room, followed them to Quancheng, and snatched their letters on the way." Yun Feitan recalled here, did not say how to get out of the secret room, which made Mu Cheng scratch his head, but did not dare to ask.

"How did your lord get out of the secret room? The messenger said it looked like you."

Lu Junzhuo and Yun Feitan have gone through a lot of things hand in hand, and there is no restraint in getting along with each other, and they can ask questions whenever they want.

The person on the opposite side glanced at him, "The move you used to capture Wen Shang earlier, I thought it was suitable, so I used it. The people guarding the entrance were stunned by my palm wind."

So that's the case, no wonder he didn't specifically explain, that move was suspected of a sneak attack, and Lu Junzhuo used it last time because he was forced to do so.

Lu Junzhuo asked: "Are we going back to Yaodu now?"

Now the night is quiet, there are no stars and no moon. Although the road is not too dark, the visibility is still very low. If you are not careful, you may fall on your back.It might be too late to rush back from here overnight.

Mu Cheng didn't want to move at first, but he was instinctively afraid of Yun Feitan, so he didn't dare to speak up to object, so he looked up at the sky with a distressed expression, why did I get hurt by this kid again!

"Go back, be careful on the road, you can always arrive before dawn."

Not to mention that the three of them returned late at night, at the same time, Jinlongtai, the capital of Yao, was fighting in a mess, not to mention the army of Baijiang and Yuanzhou soldiers, and later the guards of the Qin family and the Qi family all participated in it, and the scene became a mess. Zai ascended first, and took the lead in going to the ancestral temple at the highest place in Taicheng.

"Emperor, come and rescue me!" Qi Zai said so, but walked around the tablets of the former kings without much respect, neither saluting the emperor nor the empress dowager.

"You!" Mu Shen glared angrily, drew his sword and stabbed at him with astonishing momentum.

"Take him down!" Qi Zai motioned to the left and right, and shouted, "Mu Shen wanted to murder the emperor, and he returned quietly after going out, the Mu family has rebelled!"

His voice was so loud that many people could still hear it amidst the clanging of swords and swords.

Those present knew well that this was just an excuse for him to push into Taicheng.At the moment Qin Jiang also rushed forward, trying to snatch the emperor.

Wen Shang withdrew his knife, stepped aside, and temporarily ceased fighting with Bai Jiang.

His tiger's mouth was numb, and his opponent was strong, and he used his full strength with every strike. He didn't realize that it was a cold day, and he was sweating, and the sweat was dripping down the helmet.

Although the two ceased fighting, they maintained a posture of attacking with all their might, glaring at each other.

"Master Qi is bullying our orphans and widows, and lost our backing?"

Empress Dowager Mu stopped Junji from speaking with her eyes, stretched out her hand to pull him over, and protected him behind her.

"Mother's queen..." Junji never thought that she would stand in front of him and protect him, but how could he hide behind his mother's weak figure.

He had no weapon in his hand and looked around, only to find a long dagger in front of the spiritual throne of the former king. He took two quick steps back to the side of the altar, reached out to hold the handle of the long dagger, and rushed towards Qi Zai.

Everyone was surprised that he suddenly jumped up, and they froze for a moment, their movements slowed down by half a minute.Mu Shen came back to his senses the fastest, kicked the Qi family's personal guards who were rushing towards him, jumped up and landed in front of the queen mother.

He pointed at Qi Zai with his long sword, "Today, new and old grievances are counted together, who is the chaotic minister!"

Nephew and uncle attacked one after another, forcing Qi Zai to withdraw from the ancestral temple.

"Quick, close the door!" As soon as Qi Zai came out of the hall of the ancestral temple, Mu Shen yelled at the eight blessings.

The door was closed, but the Qi family's personal guards were still in the hall.

Those personal guards were well-trained and did not panic, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Mu Shen and Jun Ji protected the Queen Mother and ran towards the side door of the ancestral temple, where there were stone steps to leave the ancestral temple.

"General, what should we do?" Bafu put his chubby body against the door, panting and shouting.Some of the Qi family's personal guards were attracted by his voice, and the leader divided two people to deal with him.

The voice of the eight blessings was broken amidst the sound of swords and swords. Junji turned his head and glanced at him, wanting to give him a hand, but was dragged away by Mu Shen, "Hurry up!"

Mu Shen raised his sword to block the long swords of the guards, and ran down the stone steps to protect the mother and son.

"Help!" In the temple, Bafu avoided the long knife, shouted, rolled on the spot, stood up with his head in his arms, and ran away from the door in panic.

The door was broken from the outside, and he was surrounded by various guards. He shivered in fright, shrank into a ball, covered his head with his hands and yelled: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Qin Jiang looked around in the hall, but he didn't see anyone, so he walked up to him and asked, "Where is anyone?"

He pointed tremblingly at the side door over there, and everyone could still vaguely see the figure of the Qi family's personal guard.

Wen Shang was the last to come in, looking around, leaning against the gate with a long knife in his hand, watching the movements of Qin and Qi, the corners of his lips curled into an arc, as if watching a play.