The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

It would be okay if those people died, but if those people did not die and went to Jiangnan or Beidi, once Mo Jinyao knew about it, what would happen, Mo Wenli didn't dare to think about it, or he hadn't Be prepared, otherwise the city gate will not be closed now, blocking all news.

The dark guards kneeling in the main hall complained, and the emperor was angry, but they were the ones who suffered.

Sure enough, Mo Wenli's anger couldn't be controlled when he saw the kneeling guard.

"What are you doing here on your knees! Don't hurry up and chase me! A bunch of trash! Trash!"

The dark guard was inexplicably scolded bloody, did not dare to refute, and could only accept it silently.

"Commander!" Mo Wenli shouted into the air.

A figure in black appeared in front of him, without any sound, half kneeling and saying, "The emperor."

"The remnants of the Regent Palace fled to the south of the Yangtze River. Now I am sending you to lead people to intercept and kill them." Mo Wenli said.

The dark guard commander did not move, nor did he make a sound, but frowned and his face was cold.

"Why, don't you listen to what I said?" Mo Wenli became even more annoyed.

"The emperor promised a minister, as long as I get the position of the monarch, he will let me stay in the capital for the rest of my life, do you remember your majesty?"

The ink text shook for a while before saying,

"I did promise you, but do you know that Jiangnan is Mo Jinyao's fief? Once he knows this, you will never survive him."

This means that he can't even use threats.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to threaten me. A fate is not to be feared. If a subordinate dies, he will die. It would be worthy to die in the hands of the prince."

The guard commander was also a hard-tempered one, saying that he would not go.

"You--" Mo Wen was anxious, but it was still useful to keep this person, otherwise he would have chopped him down.

"Humph! Get out!"

The dark guard is gone.

"Whatever you look at, let me go out and look for them! You must not let them live to Jiangnan! Otherwise, you come and meet!"

"Yes, yes." Several dark guards agreed, and quickly stepped back.

When he arrived outside the hall, one of the secret guards pouted. They were all the original secret guards of the palace.

"The emperor knows to instigate us. Look at the commander. It was not brought out by our master. How can you go if you want, or not go if you want to?"

The other guard sighed, "I tell you, don't talk outside."

Several people nodded.

"You all know that the leader of the dark guard is the first emperor, but I heard that the home of the leader of the dark guard is on the border between Tiansheng and Xiliang. The family was going well, but not long after that, they The whole family was killed..."

Before the dark guard had finished speaking, everyone felt a cool breeze. The person who was still talking in front of him suddenly had a different body. The warm blood touched their skin, but no one felt the blood. It was hot, but a chill came out from the soles of the feet.

"The emperor asks you to do whatever you want, don't ask if you don't know. Otherwise, the evil spirit will crawl out, but it will kill you."

The few people were stiff like sticks, daring not to move nor to speak.

The dark guard commander coldly swept the faces of several people, and disappeared in a flash.

After a long time, a few people eased from their stiffness. They had no doubt that if they had just heard everything, they would definitely have a share of the corpse on the ground now.

"Quick...Go away."

The remaining guards hurried away. As for the corpses in the different places on the ground, someone would take care of them.

When they arrived outside the palace, these few people breathed a sigh of relief, "Where are we going to find someone?"

"The ghost knows where to go, or just follow the direction the previous group of dark guards looked for."

The other person shivered.

"Follow their directions? You are crazy! Didn't you see how those people died? I don't want to go to death, who knows what's on that road!"

"Then where do we go, if no one comes back, he was killed by your majesty. On the way to that road, they may be killed by people from the Regent Palace. Anyway, the left and right are dead. There is no difference between how to die, but we must really be able to kill the Regent Palace. All the people are caught in one go, and then it will be a chance to reach the sky in one step."

Several people were right to think so, each turned on their horses and headed in the direction of Steward Feng.

But Steward Feng and the others did not rush away after entering the forest. Instead, they set a trap outside the forest. With the character of Mo Wenli, he would not give up, he would definitely send someone to chase them down. What they have to do is to let these people sleep forever on this mountain, come batch after batch, and wait until the traps on the mountain are almost stepped on by them, they should also go to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Steward Feng, these things were given to you by the princess?" a secret guard in the Qin Mansion asked.

"Yes, it was all taught to us by the princess after she married into the palace."

Everyone sighed for a while, how did these traps come up, exquisite and one after another.

"The princess said that this thing is called mechanical art. Although it is made of wood, it is very powerful. Those people will regret it when they come." Steward Feng touched his chin with a smile on his face. He was not chased at all. The embarrassment of the killer.

"Organization? Curious about a wonderful name."

In this era, there is no such thing as organ technique. People practice martial arts based on the accumulation of energy in the body. The stronger the energy becomes, the stronger these people become.

But the mechanical technique does not matter whether you have energy or not, as long as you are still a mortal body, you will be touched by it. If you are not dead, you will be severely injured. Who makes this not only a simple mechanical technique, but also covers ancient martial arts. Style.

After everything was done, Steward Feng clapped his hands, "Let's go."

Everyone followed Feng Guanjia down the mountain, but instead of following the established route, they changed to the waterway. They were chasing soldiers on land, and maybe they were blocked when they passed the city pass.

This is a bitter for the dark guards who are chasing all the way. They have reached the foot of the mountain, but they have not dared to go up the mountain. I don’t know why, they always feel that this small mountain is gloomy, as if they are trying to kill people. Swallow in general.

Everyone swallowed.

"Boss, shall we... still leave?"

"Go... go, why don't you go." The leader said to go, but he didn't move. Instead, he pulled out the sword at his waist and began to fumble forward...

With a ding sound, the tip of the sword seemed to have touched something, and everyone stopped immediately, not daring to move forward. The leader slowly approached, began to look in, stretched out his hand and fumbled forward slowly...

"Hiss..." A cut was made on the palm of his abrupt palm, and blood flowed down the palm of his hand.

"Boss!"