Zhu Mo smiled and murmured, although he did not see who sent this thing from the air, but judging from the news he received about half a month ago, it was probably the old man at home who transcended all the eagles and dogs in the house.
Immediately, Zhu Mo turned around and looked at Ming Hong and Zheng Yu with a smile.
"Even Prince Feng has moved out. Butler Ming is indeed a famous person in Prince Feng's palace."
Ming Hong, who also didn't see clearly what Zhu Mo was picking up, couldn't think of anything that could give Zhu Mo the confidence to dare to take action with the sword after seeing King Feng's waist card.
Zheng Yu's psychological activities are also similar.
When Ming Hong showed the Feng Wang waist card and snorted coldly in front of Zhu Mozhiyan, Zheng Yu also quietly straightened his back.
It was as if he was not the one who was begging for mercy in front of all the Xue family soldiers just now.
"General Zhu, you should understand now, right? We all work for the people above us. It is good for each other to give in to each other in everything!"
Minghong, who gradually sobered up from drinking, blocked Zhu Mo's attempt to kill Zheng Yu with his sword, but when he thought that there was a girl Zheng Yu had found as a companion in the camp, he couldn't help but think of an escape route for himself.
Immediately afterwards, Minghong's gloomy expression changed, and he pretended to smile and persuaded Zhu Mo:
"General Zhu, I have to say that no matter how many mistakes were made by the Xue family army here today, it did not lead to serious consequences. Moreover, those who left their posts without authorization and those who ordered a banquet have all received the punishment they deserve. , how about you and I both take a step back, and we will no longer hold General Xiahou responsible for killing Cao Jing without explanation, and General Zhu, please stop being so unreasonable."
"As for the food and grass that should be sent to the mountain, I, Minghong, promise that this is the last time that it is not delivered in time. From now on, if this happens again, we will be severely punished. How about it?"
Zhu Mo still smiled and said nothing, leaving Minghong confused for a moment as to what his plans were.
But since the action was hesitant, it meant that things could turn around.
From this, Minghong's thoughts moved, and he left Zheng Yu who was seeking protection beside him and strode forward until he stood facing Zhu Mo.
He lowered his voice and said: "General Zhu, I, Minghong, have always repaid kindness and revenge. If you give me this face today, if Ming needs help in the future, Ming will do his best." I returned the favor to you."
"and……"
"I believe General Zhu has heard about Ming's position in Lord Feng's mind. Even if you have to make a fuss about some innocuous things today, Lord Feng will not make it too difficult for Ming in the end. Enemies, why not have many friends?”
Ming Hongxiao moved with emotion and reason, and thought that as long as Zhu Mo was not a fool, he would be able to sway him 100%.
Who knows the next moment!
Zhu Mo widened the corners of his mouth, stretched out his tongue that was even more scarlet against the dark skin, licked his lips and said sternly:
"The business of exchanging favors... sounds like a good one."
Zhu Mo sounded like he agreed.
But Minghong always felt that something was not right.
"Unfortunately……"
The surging true energy of the Four Symbol Realm cultivation suddenly exploded all over Zhu Mo, making the long gown on Ming Hong's body rustle!
"My foster father has warned us more than once that the laws in the military are above all else."
After that, as Ming Hong's eyes widened in fear, Zhu Mo turned his left hand into a claw and grabbed Ming Hong's shoulder. Then Ming Hong felt his body begin to "fly" uncontrollably. The scene in front of him It passed quickly, and there were strong winds in my ears.
From the perspective of bystanders from Baihu Camp and Xue Jiajiang, Zhu Mo suddenly grabbed Ming Hong's shoulder, and the two figures were surrounded by an afterimage, rushing straight towards Zheng Yu who was in a panic and wanted to draw his sword to deal with it.
After that, Zhu Mo and Ming Hong walked around Zheng Yu together. Finally, under the leadership of Zhu Mo, they returned to stand firmly in front of Xia Hougong, facing the Xue Jiajun camp headed by Zheng Yu in a confrontational posture.
After being let go by Zhu Mo, Minghong stood there and shook a few times before regaining his balance.
After panic, comes anger.
"Zhu Mo! If you want to toast, you will be punished..."
Before Minghong finished speaking, there were exclamations coming from Xue Jiajun's side!
"Look! Look! General Zheng!"
"General Zheng——"
"General Zheng is dead!"
Amidst these exclamations, Zheng Yu's eyes widened, he threw away the saber he had just lifted, fell to his knees with a plop, and covered his throat with both hands desperately.
Soon, bright red blood overflowed from between his fingers. He made a hoarse sound with difficulty, as if he wanted to find someone to ask for help. But before anyone could react and call the army doctor, he fell to the ground face to face. No more sound.
Ming Hong, who was halfway talking, also saw this scene. He was stunned for a moment, then tightened his hand on King Feng's waist card, and suddenly turned around and glared at Zhu Mo.
"Okay, okay! I think your White Tiger Camp is going to rebel!"
The smile on Zhu Mo's face suddenly disappeared, and without saying a word he kicked Ming Hong in the stomach.
"ah--"
Although Zhu Mo didn't use his true energy and didn't use much force, this kick still kicked Ming Hong, who had no martial arts skills, a foot away.
Minghong screamed in pain and rolled on the ground. Zhu Mo pressed him closer and stepped on Minghong's chest before he could stand on his side.
Breathing heavily, Minghong glared at Zhu Mo with difficulty and anger.
"Zhu...Zhu Mo...knowing that I have Prince Feng's card...how dare you..."
"You dare, why don't you dare?"
With that said, Zhu Mo, who restored his signature perverted smile, showed the object he just received to Minghong.
"You have the waist card of King Feng, and I have the waist card of King Jin."
Minghong's expression suddenly changed when he saw the word "Jin" on the Qilin Gold Waist Card.
Zhu Mo continued to talk with a smile.
"It stands to reason that there is a king with a different surname behind you and me. No matter what, I should spare the life of that bastard named Zheng. But the difference in this matter is..."
Zhu Mo slowly narrowed his eyes, and an invincible and domineering power suddenly rose up around him.
And what he said next was not only for Ming Hong, but also for the soldiers of the Xue Family Army who had never seen the invincible appearance of the Shen Family Army on the battlefield——
"The late emperor once said that I, the Jin King of Jinzhou, should be the head of the kings of different surnames in the nine states, and I have the privilege of beheading first and reporting later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Mo took a half step back, and the snake in his hand flew freely. After a scream that was even more shrill, the silk slipped into its sheath and wrapped around his waist again!
Indifferently ignoring Minghong, who was holding his crotch while bleeding and rolling, Zhu Mo raised the Jinwang waist card in his hand.
"What I, Baihu Camp, did today were all within the law. If any of you are dissatisfied, you can go to the Imperial Capital of Zhongzhou to file a complaint against us. However, when you complain to the emperor, you must remember to put my name, Zhu Mo, above your head. One, I want to see who in this Great Yan Dynasty can confuse right and wrong in front of my adoptive father!"
