Mo Xin's sharp eyes swept over those who were whispering, and they shut up wherever they looked.
Mo Xin knew that he couldn't get angry right now. Just when he was about to let someone change a torch, he saw a guard in the royal court stumbled over and shouted: "It's not good, Wang, it's not good!"
The guard was embarrassed, Mo Xin sank, threw the torch in his hand aside, grabbed the guard's collar and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Second prince, he has come in! The people who stayed behind in the royal court are half dead!"
"What?" Mo Xin shook off the guards, stood up and said: "The rebel Mo Sang has already taken the opportunity to enter the royal court, sons and sons, catch the rebels together with this king!"
Mosin's words were impassioned, but he heard a chuckle as soon as he finished his words.
"King Chu, what do you mean?"
Ling Chuyao said: "It doesn't mean anything. I just laughed at you and shouted to catch the thief. It was obvious that you killed the Nansang king and the second prince seriously wounded, but now you are accused of killing your father and killing the king. Is your conscience disturbed?"
Mo Xin frowned at Ling Chuyao's words, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Ling Chuyao stood up, "Are you talking gibberish, you know it, everyone here is deceived by you, do you think you really do everything perfectly?"
Mo Xin's face flushed red, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Even if you know what can you do? Come, surround this place, if anyone dares to resist, kill without mercy!"
Qiao Ji said: "You are thinking too well, do you think we will come here unprepared?" After Qiao Ji smiled, she said, "You can try to mobilize Your strength."
Mo Xin's face turned green, and he called several people's names one after another, but he didn't hear a response. Seeing the smiles of those opposite, he suddenly said, "Do you think this is over?"
"One, one, two, three, kill them for this king!"
Mo Xin's words just fell silent, and I don't know where three people in black clothes and covered faces came out. Watching their breathing and talking, I'm afraid the martial arts are not low.
"This is a forbidden technique in southern Xinjiang. Using people who are in the prime of life to make puppets, let them take poison on schedule, can maximize their potential, and at the same time be invulnerable." Qiao Ji saw these three people quickly to Ling Chuyao and the others. Explained a bit.
Facts have proved that those three people are indeed much better than ordinary people in martial arts, and they don't seem to be afraid of pain.
"How can I defeat them?" Zhuge Linlang evaded the attack of one of them, taking the time to ask.
Qiao Ji said: "Kill the people who control them, provided that how do we get close to Mosin?"
Zhuge Linlang gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Xin, who was standing far away on the high platform, and said to the acacia who was fighting alongside him: "Leave it to me here, you go!"
Amethyst knew that this doll was too strong, she was not an opponent at all, Zhuge Linlang could barely deal with him for a while, so he rushed towards Mo Xin without saying anything.
Mo Xin coldly looked at the acacia coming towards him, "Huh, naive!"
Mo Xin threw the torch that was burning on the side into a small altar next to the high platform for burning things when everyone was too late to react. The contents inside burned extremely fast, and there was an explosion around the square.
Ling Chuyao reacted for the first time to protect Zhuge Linlang. He never thought that Mo Xin had buried explosives around the square, obviously he was going to die with them!
Fortunately, the power of the explosive was not very powerful, it just bombed the square beyond recognition. Ling Chuyao and the others dealt with it properly, but there were no casualties. But when they looked up again, where was Moxin's figure
Qiao Ji was about to let someone chase her, but Ling Chuyao stopped her.
"This is a matter between their brothers. We can help Mossan get rid of most of the forces that are unfavorable to him. We can't get involved in the throne dispute, otherwise no one can say what will happen in the future."
Qiao Ji has always decided quickly. She knew what Ling Chuyao said was reasonable, so she arranged for someone to kill Mo Xin's people seven or eight, and then took them to the gate of Wang Ting to wait.
There were shouts of killings in the royal court, and everyone was waiting to see who was the one who opened the door of the royal court.
It was just that Ling Chuyao thought silently, if it was Mo Xin, then he would kill Mo Xin while others were unprepared. If Southern Xinjiang is going to be chaotic, it will become chaotic. Otherwise, once Mo Xin becomes the power holder, the first thing he has to deal with is Dayan.
Although there were not many people in the royal court, they also fought for most of the night. By the middle of the night, the sky had already started to rain and everyone heard the movement.
Ling Chuyao, Zhuge Linlang, and Qiao Ji couldn't help but look up, and Mo Sang with a tired face clutched his chest and appeared, seeing them before they had time to say a word and fell down.
Ling Chuyao glanced at Mo Sang casually, and said, "The second prince was hurt a bit severely, and the previous wound may have been split. You must quickly find someone to bandage him."
Qiao Ji knew that it was very rare for this man to help get rid of those who were in the way. Now that Nansang's affairs were settled, naturally there was nothing wrong with him.
"Thank you Chu King for helping me." Qiao Ji thanked him sincerely. If it weren't for his move, those who were ambushing near Huamuju would not disappear so quickly, and Mosang became the new king of Nansang, better than Moxin.
Ling Chuyao said: "No, after all, Mo Sang also promised to this king. After he wakes up, I will trouble Miss Qiao Ji to help this king to convey to him, so that he will not forget what he promised to this king."
"I will."
"In that case, we will rest in the king's capital tonight, and we will set off directly back to Dayan tomorrow."
Qiao Ji glanced at Zhuge Linlang and said, "Take care all the way."
Zhuge Linlang smiled at her, "Second brother... I will trouble you."
Qiao Ji said: "He is my husband."
After a simple goodbye, Ling Chuyao left with Zhuge Linlang, leaving Qiao Ji to help Mo Sang clean up the mess.
The sky was already bright at this time, and the movements of the royal court last night did not seem to affect the people in the royal capital. On this day, they also got up early and started a day of life.
The group randomly found an inn in the capital to rest for a while, and later left the city gate and went back to Dayan.
On the way, Zhuge Linlang asked Ling Chuyao: "This time, Mosang's rebellion looks dangerous, but it's not easy. What did you do?"
Ling Chuyao held her hand in her palm and said with a smile: "It's nothing, just killed a few people for him."
Zhuge Linlang made it clear that she didn't believe it, and looked straight at Ling Chuyao.
Ling Chuyao was itchy by her, and because she couldn't do anything in the carriage now, she could only reach out and cover her eyes and said, "Mo Xin was able to kill the last king of Nansang because he mastered most of Nansang's forces. , The night we entered the city, I asked Dong Lin to kill some of Nansang’s generals."
"All Mo Xin's people?" Zhuge Linlang pulled Ling Chuyao's hand down, "Will you be so kind?"