A Clash of Gods

Chapter 737: He who kills dies

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Everyone in the pavilion was shocked, even Qi Ning was taken aback.

When Xiao Weng mentioned things about the Mo family, Qining had a vague premonition. When Xiao Weng revealed his identity, he was still shocked, thinking that this old man with an ordinary appearance turned out to be a big man from the Mo family. son.

For Qi Ning, Momen Juzi is a more mysterious existence than the emperor. When he came to this world, even if he saw the emperor, he was not so surprised to see Momen Juzi. Momen has always been mysterious, and Qi Ning always felt that there was a distance He was really too far away, and Mo Sect had long since disappeared. How could he not be surprised that he could see Mo Sect's most powerful man at this banquet today.

Others also looked shocked, and some even thought it was incredible that the long-dead Mo Sect could now have its giant son right in front of them. At this time, some people even had doubts in their hearts, secretly wondering if this charlatan was really the magician. Momen Juzi? Could it be that he is just showing off and cheating here

Duan Shao stood up, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that Mr. Mo is the most powerful man in the world. How disrespectful!"

However, Xiao Weng was calm and composed, and just nodded slightly. It seemed that the dignified Crown Prince of Dong Qi was not a powerful figure in his eyes.

The King of Huainan was calm and composed, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Interesting, old Duke, tonight's show is really wonderful, and only old Duke can come up with such a show."

Sima Lan just smiled slightly and said nothing.

Su Zhen was startled and asked King Huainan: "Your Majesty, could it be... are these all programs arranged by the Duke?"

"Momen died hundreds of years ago. In the past few hundred years, have you ever heard that there are still Mohist disciples in the world?" King Huainan picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "The old man just arranged this show. Let everyone have fun, but please don’t take it seriously.” He raised his head and drank the wine, put down the glass, and then said: “Xiao Weng, Momen’s great son, not everyone can impersonate him.”

Su Zhen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It turned out to be a show. I thought a big man from the Mohist family really appeared." He said to Sima Lan: "Old Duke, you really frightened everyone."

Sima Lan picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said, "Pretend? Who in the world dares to make fun of the Mo family?"

Su Zhen frowned and said, "My lord, is it possible that he is really a great son of the Mohist family?"

"It doesn't matter whether he is a great disciple of the Mohist family or not." Xiao Weng said calmly: "The Mohist family has dispersed. When the sun comes out tomorrow, there will be no more Mohist disciples in the world."

Duan Shao frowned and said, "Why did Mr. Xiao say this?"

Xiao Weng raised his head slightly and murmured: "I have said that someone will suffer a bloody disaster tonight and will inevitably die. This is a fate, and it is difficult for man to defeat God."

Duan Shao immediately asked: "Xiao Weng just kept saying that someone suffered a bloody disaster tonight, but I don't know who it was?"

Qi Ning suddenly laughed and said: "Prince, if Xiao Weng is really the great son of the Mo family, then I think the one who will suffer a bloody disaster tonight is the traitor of the Mo family."

"Momen's traitor?" Duan Shao was slightly surprised. Everyone present was excited. An official couldn't help but asked: "Jin Yihou, could it be that... is that shameless villain here?"

Qi Ning picked up the wine glass and said softly: "You have to ask Xiao Weng about this... Well, maybe you should ask the great master of the Mo family to know."

Everyone's attention immediately focused on Xiao Weng.

Xiao Weng held the erhu in his hand and said in a calm voice: "Both scholars of the Mohist school, those who follow the talk debate, argue for Mohism, and those who follow martial arts, become Mohists. But whether they are Mohists or Mohists, they must abide by the laws of Mohism." His voice changed. De Senran stood up and said: "Mo's method is to kill those who kill and punish those who injure others. Ajiu, I'm here, don't you dare to come out?"

Everyone was surprised, wondering who this "Ajiu" was

There was silence in the pavilion. At this moment, I suddenly saw a figure slowly walking out from behind King Huainan, walking around the table and walking towards Xiao Weng step by step.

Qining frowned and saw that the person who suddenly walked out was the "ghost shadow" who had been following King Huainan.

When King Huainan saw Guiying walking out, he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Guiying, a charlatan, talks nonsense, don't pay attention to it."

The ghost ignored him and walked straight towards the old man. The old man's face was calm and he quietly watched the ghost walking towards him step by step.

There were whispers all around, and many people looked surprised. However, Ma Lan from Zhenguo Company was calm and calm, holding a glass of wine and watching with cold eyes.

"Ghost shadow?" Wuxiang Hou Suzhen couldn't help but asked: "Could it be... could he be a traitor to the Mo clan?" As soon as he said these words, he felt that he had offended the King of Huainan, and he immediately looked embarrassed.

Duan Shao, the crown prince of the Eastern Qi Dynasty, was also greatly surprised and said to the King of Huainan: "Your Majesty, isn't this the commander of the guards of the palace? He... he...?" He guessed something, but did not say anything further.

Qi Ning rarely interacted with King Huainan on weekdays. Only then did he realize that the ghost figure was actually the commander of the guards of the Huainan King's Palace.

Qi Ning knew in his heart that the commanders of the guards in each mansion were close friends of the family owner, and they were not ordinary people. The commander of the guards of the Jinyihou Mansion was once Duan Canghai, and Duan Canghai was loyal to the Jinyihou Mansion. He is the absolute confidant of the Jinyi Qi family.

Since this ghost is the commander of the guards of Huainan Prince's Mansion, he is naturally highly appreciated and trusted by Prince Huainan.

The King of Huainan is the prince of the Great Chu Empire and a direct descendant of Emperor Taizu. Naturally, the protection of such a figure is much stricter than that of other palaces, and the selected guard commander is naturally one of the top figures in a thousand.

At this time, Qi Ning finally understood that tonight's banquet was not a good banquet after all. Sima Lan invited King Huainan to the banquet, and it turned out that he was going to King Huainan.

Of course, Sima Lan arranged for the Mo family's prince to appear tonight. Of course, it couldn't be a spur-of-the-moment idea. He had made careful arrangements in advance. It can be seen that Sima Lan had long known that when the King of Huainan came to the banquet, he would definitely bring a ghost with him, so he arranged The Mo family's juzi pretended to be a ghost for a long time, just to go towards the ghost shadow, and the ghost shadow was a person of the Huainan King. In the end, the target was still directly aimed at the Huainan King.

Qining thought that in the morning, these two people were working together to suppress the Black Scale Camp in front of Longtai. At night, they were scheming and tit-for-tat with each other. They were really capricious.

Ajiu was three steps away from Xiao Weng when he finally stopped and the two looked at each other.

"For sixteen years, I have been thinking about this moment all the time." Xiao Weng said slowly: "I am the last great son of the Mohist family. The Mo family is about to pass away. As the last great son of the Mohist family, as long as I don't die, I must abide by the rules. Mo's method." Staring at Ajiu's eyes, his voice was calm but not angry: "Those who kill will die, those who hurt others will be punished!"

Ajiu had no expression on his face, shook his head and said: "Withered bones in the well, it's just a matter of survival. Why send the old bones here? What does Momen have to do with me?"

Xiao Weng was thoughtful, and nodded very seriously: "Yes, you have evil intentions. You rebelled against the Mohist sect back then, and you are no longer worthy of being a disciple of the Mohist sect. You are not a disciple of the Mohist sect, but you killed a Mohist sect disciple, so naturally you will not die well." "

"Someone will indeed suffer a bloody disaster tonight." Ajiu said coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I will give you a ride out of gratitude in the past."

King Huainan's face was a little ugly at first, but seeing Ajiu's confidence, his face softened slightly.

The old man raised his old head slightly and looked at a lantern hanging in the corner of the pavilion, thoughtfully. After a moment, without saying a word, he held the head of the erhu with his right hand and slowly pulled out a lantern from the erhu. He brought the sword and murmured: "The Mohists don't wear swords, and the sword will eliminate violence!"

Ajiu snorted coldly, turned around, raised his hands to King Huainan and said, "Your Majesty, please give me the sword!"

The King of Huainan frowned slightly. At this time, his heart was as bright as a mirror, and he understood that Sima Lan was setting up a trap tonight to attack Ajiu. The current situation was such that he had to fight.

If Ajiu is defeated by Xiao Weng tonight, the Huainan Palace will be disgraced. After all, Ajiu is the commander of the guards of the Huainan Palace and the number one expert around him. The number one expert in the Huainan Palace can only win in full view of the public. Failure, once it fails, it will be a great shame for the Huainan Palace.

And Sima Lan is obviously cunning.

If Xiao Weng wins, it will naturally greatly humiliate the Huainan Palace. However, if it fails, it will only be an internal fight within the Mo family and has nothing to do with the Duke of Zhen. Sima Lan will not be harmed in the slightest by Xiao Weng's defeat.

He knew that this victory was extremely important to him. He glanced at Sima Lan and thought to himself that weapons were also a crucial factor in the duel between masters. Although the Mohist giant was old and had no reason to defeat Ajiu from the outside, he After all, a giant is a giant. It should not be underestimated at any time, and this weapon should not be taken lightly.

There is a banquet at Sima's house tonight. Naturally, all the guests who enter the house are not wearing swords. Before entering the house, they all take off their swords. The King of Huainan wanted to borrow a sword from Sima Lan, but he was worried that Sima Lan would be there. He was fussing about the weapons, with a smile on his face, and said: "It seems that this battle is inevitable. In that case, that's fine. The prince happens to be here, so just use it as a sword dance to add to the fun. The Duke of the country has entered the house as a ghost. At that time, after taking off the sword, do you see...?"

Sima Lan immediately said: "Chang Shen, go and get Guiying's sword yourself!"

Sima Changshen raised his hand and said yes, and hurried down. Sima Lan sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Xiao is actually the great son of the Mohist family. I don't know Taishan. I didn't know until now. It's really disrespectful. Sir, I'm here to entertain you tonight." Prince, if you have a banquet here, it is better not to start a dispute unless it is absolutely necessary. It is really better than a sword. It is better to point it to the point, so be careful."

Some people secretly cursed, thinking that you, old guy, are really pretentious. You arranged all this by yourself, but now you are pretending to be a good person. The past events have just been revealed, and Xiaoweng and Ajiu are bound to be in a life-or-death battle. No one can stop this battle. If no one falls in this battle tonight, we will never give up. The so-called stop at the point is simply nonsense.

Sima Changshen was not slow at all. After a while, he had fetched Ajiu's sword. Ajiu took the sword and swept it twice seemingly casually, but everyone knew that Ajiu was checking whether Sima's family was using the sword. Doing tricks.

Qi Ning was drinking and eating, and the weather was calm. For him, no matter who wins or loses in this battle, it is just a battle between the King of Huainan and Sima Lan, and it has nothing to do with him. The more powerful the two of them fight, the more Qi Ning The happier I feel.

Ajiu held his long sword horizontally and stared at Xiao Weng with eyes as sharp as a knife.

Although Piao Weng's body is slightly stooped, he is as stable as a mountain and has no flaws. He has thrown away his erhu, and the long sword in his hand is pointing forward. One eye is blind, but the other eye that can still see the peripheral vision is closed. Wan Yuan They were all destroyed. In his heart, it seemed that only himself and Ajiu, a traitor to the Mohist family, were left in the world.