Your Highness, please detour when you see this seat

Early the next morning, Si Jiyun rubbed his waist and came out of Mo Wang's room under Tong Fang's sky-collapsed appearance, and gritted his teeth at his strange gaze: "Rearrange Wang'er's room before tonight." Fan, just refer to the mansion outside the palace."

"Yes." Tong Fang's eyes fell on the hands rubbing his waist, and it took him a while to leave with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

Why is Tong Fang's eyes so strange?

After rubbing it for a while, Si Jiyun didn't feel so sore anymore, but later realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Tong Fang, it couldn't be...

"stop!"

Si Jiyun's complexion changed drastically, and he was already standing in front of Tong Fang. Seeing his worried eyes, he explained almost angrily: "Last night, I talked with Wanger Bingzhuye about the fact that the wooden bed was too hard, and I felt a little discomfort in my waist. , Tong Fang's matter is not what you think, do you understand?"

Of course, it’s not just about the bed. It’s a lie to lie with Mo Wang and say he has no thoughts at all, but in order to leave a good impression, he didn’t dare to move and he didn’t sleep all night. When he woke up this morning, he felt stiff from the waist down. Can't move.

"Your Highness's redemption is a violation of the rules." Tong Fang lowered his head, not daring to look at Si Jiyun, and nodded solemnly.

He is 300 taels of silver here?

"Forget it, let's go down."

The corner of Si Jiyun's mouth twitched, he waved Tong Fang back weakly, turned around and saw Mo Wang leaning on the door frame, obviously listening to the conversation between him and Tong Fang.

Mo Wang frowned and stared at his waist: "The room conditions are okay, if you feel unwell, don't force it."

Although the words were cold, the man walked up behind him and tapped several acupuncture points and sent some internal energy to relieve his discomfort.

"I'll be away for two days."

"Can't you tell me?"

Mo Wang didn't answer, so Si Jiyun didn't ask any more questions and began to enjoy his service with peace of mind.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Tong Fang who appeared not far away at some time, stared blankly at Tong Fang with a tangled face, lowered his head to see the posture between himself and Mo Wang, and immediately raised his forehead, he was jumping. Even entering the moat can't wash it away.

Mo Wang followed his gaze and saw that it was Tong Fang who couldn't help but stop, a smile flashed in his eyes, he nodded at him with a slight blush on his face and disappeared in a flash.

Si Jiyun was astonished, is Wang'er shy?

After a long while, he straightened his waist, cast an appreciative look at Tong Fang and said with a faint smile, "That's right. Go back and receive the reward."

"Subordinates should." Although he didn't know what he did, but as a confidant, Tong Fang certainly knew that it was most appropriate not to ask anything at this time.

"Is it done?"

"Yes, Taifu Kong has already replied." As he spoke, he took out a secret letter from his pocket, and he didn't know how he got the secret letter from Situ Ping.

"Senior brother, do you have any doubts?" Si Jiyun rubbed the letter, since there was no trace of damage on the seal, it should not have been opened by anyone.

"Vice Palace Master Situ is very relieved of His Highness, and all the subordinates asked Chief Yao to help when they entered and exited the Clearwater Palace, and did not ask too much."

"The next time you want to get the trust, just tell the senior brother directly." Situ Ping treated him with sincerity, and he, Si Jiyun, didn't bother to hide it, which was not in line with his character.

"Yes!" Tong Fang nodded silently and retreated.

Si Jiyun's left hand was behind his back, his right hand was holding a secret letter and his eyes were dim. When he decided to take that seat, he couldn't allow the situation in the court to develop like this, otherwise even if he sat on the God's seat, he would have to spend a lot of time to rebalance the situation. That was not his original intention.

Now the military generals of the imperial court have lost several generals because of the Yuwen steroid incident, and with the sudden dispatch of troops from Xitang, the imperial court in the 18th year of peace is not to say that it is stretched, but it is also under a lot of pressure, not to mention that there is a Yuwen steroid in Kyoto. Eyeing.

Qin Yifan, who has been immersed in the imperial court for half his life, will definitely take this opportunity to further suppress generals and expand his influence in the court. In addition, he secretly has the help of Ji Xun and his mother. Although the father and emperor will not watch the imbalance between Chinese and military in the court, it will eventually benefit It is difficult to say who the author is.

He couldn't expose Ji Xun and his mother, so he sent someone to contact Kong Ze. With Kong Ze's position, as long as he targeted Qin Yifan a little bit, the disciples behind him would be able to exert great fighting power and maintain the balance of the court before he returned to the capital. Probably what the royal father wanted to see.

Si Jiyun unfolded the secret letter. There were only seven large characters on the letter. His eyes were fixed on it, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

Your Highness, there are veterans in everything!

The simple seven words reveal Kong Ze's attitude, this emperor teacher of the three dynasties who has never had any partisanship will do his best to help him until he ascends to the throne.

Beique has always emphasized literature over martial arts. Although it has changed a lot in the past 18 years, literati still occupy an important position.

Kong Ze served as the emperor of the three dynasties and his disciples were all over the place, and many of them in the court were half teachers. If he helped with all his strength, his help would definitely not be comparable to that of Qin Yifan.

Si Jiyun smiled lightly, the laughter was as hearty as ever, but it was unreasonably chilling when paired with the dark floating eyes, there was something inexplicable about him at this moment.

If Kong Ze makes a move, then his people don't have to move for the time being. The most important thing now is the Nine Dragons Mountains and the dispatch of troops from Xitang. As for Yu Wenjie... since he has no call to return to Beijing, then he should not return to the Western Territory.

the other side--

Four figures quickly shot out from the tent of the Xitang Empire, paused for a moment in mid-air, and then headed towards the Jiulong Mountains.At the same time, two figures shot out from the depths of the Jiulong Mountains in the same direction.

This is a cliff, the terrain on the cliff is relatively flat, the cliff is surrounded by low bushes, one step forward is the rushing river, the sound of rushing water came, it was Si Jiyun who was seriously injured by Ouyang Yue place.

Mo Wang stood facing the cliff, staring blankly at the rushing river, as if he and Si Jiyun fought side by side happened yesterday.

Suddenly, the six figures appeared behind Mo Wang. After the six figures appeared, they were obviously surprised by the other people who appeared beside them, and couldn't help but feel a little afraid of the people in front of them.

"You are not from us, who are you?" The six people looked at each other, only to see a person from the far left stepping out and asking coldly, unlike the other five people, this person's mask only covered the upper half of his face, leaving The eyes and the lower part are outside, the voice is hoarse and rough, and the throat seems to have been burned.

"Planning the martial arts to collude with Xitang! Why?" Mo Wang turned around with a dull expression and no focus.

The six people in black clothes and black robes in front of them all wore black masks on their faces, which were exactly the same outfits as the mysterious men in black who made a surprise attack on the martial arts five years ago.

"How do you know our contact signal?" The person who spoke was still wearing a half mask, and it seemed to be the leader of the six people.

He glanced around and saw that there was nothing unusual, and gave the other people a wink, and the six people slowly formed an encircling circle to surround Mo Wang.

Mo Zhuang lowered his eyebrows as if he didn't pay attention to their movements, and the same sentence remained: "Why?"

"Under the Underworld, you will know!"

Before the gloomy words fell, the six people suddenly shot towards Mo Wang at the same time. The place where the six people passed by emitted an extremely pungent smell, and a faint smoke surrounded them, and the vegetation where the smoke passed was instantly eroded and died.

"It seems that it is really you..." Mo Wang said quietly.

A cold voice came from behind the six of them, and the six of them opened their eyes in horror. It turned out that there was no one in front of them, and they had appeared behind them at some point. .

"Planning the martial arts to collude with Xitang, why!" Mo Wang raised his head, bloodshot eyes were all over his eyes, his voice was as cold as ice, the surrounding air stagnated, and the dead plants and trees were visible to the naked eye. .

The six people were shocked and did not dare to do anything casually, and quickly leaned together, the contempt just now was gone,

The man took a step forward and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Excellency, a member of the martial arts, why do you want to meddle in the affairs of the court?"

Mo Wang turned to him with empty eyes: "So you are from the imperial court? Tell me why?"

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wang was already standing in front of him, the man was startled and suddenly felt that his words were inappropriate, so he stopped talking and looked at him defensively.

Mo Wang didn't seem to intend that they would be able to answer him, and his unfocused gaze swept over several people, and landed on the person on the far right.

"boom!"

I saw the mask on the man's face exploded, revealing a terrified face and the sinister eyes looked particularly ferocious.

"It's not them!" Mo Wang finally showed some emotion in his eyes, pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Then it doesn't matter!"

"Gulu... Gulu... Plop... Bang!"

Something tumbled, and then fell with a plop off the cliff into the rushing water of the river.

The remaining five people stared blankly at the companion who was standing in front of him just now, his head/skull had disappeared, and blood was still spurting out from his neck.

What fell just now turned out to be a head/skull!

Only then did the Jiling five react, staring angrily at Mo Wang with great fear in their hearts, but what made them even more desperate was that they didn't know when... they couldn't move!

who is it!who is it!When did such a master exist in the martial arts world?

The fear in the bottom of their hearts and the feeling of powerlessness almost made them collapse!

Suddenly, the masks on their faces cracked one after another, revealing strange and terrified faces.

"No, no, none..."

Waves finally appeared in Mo Huan's eyes. I don't know if it was more disappointment or more relief. His eyes swept over them one by one, and stopped on the man who had spoken before. It turned out that for some reason his mask did not shatter. There are countless cracks, which can be hung on the face.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know our contact signal?"

"Hey..."

He was answered by four soaring heads/skulls, and the heads/skulls rolled down the cliff, followed by four consecutive sounds of the human body falling to the ground. Both of their eyes were bloodshot.

"Why do I know your contact signal, but you don't?"

"Impossible!" The shattered mask on the man's face trembled, trying to struggle but he couldn't move.

"Looks like you know!"

Mo Wang's eyes flashed into confusion, and his hand slowly reached out to the man's mask, but the broken mask fell off his face one after another, unable to withstand the change of his aura.

A big "crime" was engraved around the right eye, which almost destroyed that eye. Maybe the back has not been healed, and the entire right half of the face is pitted.But even with such a half-crippled face, Mo Wang still couldn't forget it.

"Uncle Zhu..." Tears washed away the bloodshot eyes, and Mo Wang couldn't believe that they were really still alive.