A female agent travels through time and fights against the fierce enemy with weapons

Chapter 357 Chen Wanruo Arrives (2)

Well, forget about thinking about it. There is no chance to do anything now.

But judging from Mo Lingri's expression, it seems that Murong Chen does have some abilities.

"What? Are you pleased to see me in such a miserable state?" Mo Lingri asked sinisterly.

This time, Mo Lingtian did not speak.

Instead, he just looked at him coldly.

"Why aren't you talking?" Mo Lingri asked again.

Mu Sixue had calmed down a lot at this time. At least in his opinion, in this battle, his son was temporarily leading.

"Speak? What do you want us to say?" Mu Sixue asked sarcastically.

"Snapped......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the face.

"You gave birth to a good son!" Having said this, Mo Lingri squatted down again and said with a grim look on his face:

"Don't you want to see him? Don't worry, you will see him soon. Not only that, I will send you to the underworld to meet him together."

"What do you want?" Mu Sixue asked coldly.

At this moment, she could clearly feel the numbness and pain on her cheek.

But compared to the safety of her own son, what does this little pain matter?

"I advise you to turn back!" Mo Lingtian said coldly.

"Turn back? You don't think your two good sons can leave here alive?"

Hearing this, Mo Lingtian raised his head abruptly and asked in disbelief, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Hahaha... You don't think that they can defeat my 50,000 elite soldiers with their 10,000 soldiers?"

At this point, Mo Lingri's expression turned ferocious again. "That's just wishful thinking. I tell you, none of you can escape. I will tear them into pieces."

"Beast, beast, you are just a beast. You watched them grow up since they were young!" Mu Sixue on the side couldn't help but speak.

"I watched him grow up? Do you know what Murong Chen was doing just now? He shot arrows at me with a bow and arrow."

Having said this, Mo Lingri pointed at his arm and continued:

"See here? This is where he got hurt. You can ask him if he considers me as his elder?"

"That's your own fault!" Mo Lingtian said coldly from the side.

"What do you mean you brought this upon yourself? I was obviously the smartest person back then, but why did that old man want to pass the throne to you? Why? Why?"

As he spoke, Mo Lingri's voice began to sound a little hoarse.

"From childhood to adulthood, I am obviously better at studying than you, but why does he just not like me? Whatever you do is right in his eyes, but what I do is wrong. Why? Why......"

"Is that why you do this?"

"Do so? Then do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?" Mo Lingri murmured.

Just asking this, he laughed at himself and said, "I have waited for this moment for ten years. Now you are advising me to turn back. Isn't this a joke?"

“There is no injustice in this world. Those who talk about injustice are just incompetent and they are just looking for an excuse for their own cowardice.”

"But you two can rest assured that I am not the kind of person who only talks about injustice. I will take action to get back what originally belonged to me."

After saying that, he winked at Riji who was standing beside him.

Ri Er understood and without thinking, he pulled the two of them towards the door.

"Where do you want to take us?" Mu Sixue asked first.

"Where are you going? Of course, I'm going to see your good son. Haven't you always wanted to see him? Especially your good eldest son Murong Chen, he is the famous war king of the Great Jin Dynasty."

"You didn't see that mighty aura just now. He is indeed the War King. He is young and promising, and he is also very handsome."

At this point, Mo Lingri seemed to remember something, and continued while looking at Mo Lingtian:

"Oh, by the way, I just took a special look at his appearance, and he looks exactly like my good brother."

"If nothing unexpected happens, they will attack here soon. It's understandable that I ask you to wait here, right? It can be regarded as a generous gift from me as his uncle to him."

Having said that, Mo Lingri laughed out loud again.

He only sent 20,000 elite soldiers to resist, but there were 30,000 elite soldiers in the Yangxin Palace.

According to his estimation, even if Murong Chen rushed over, he would only have about 5,000 elite soldiers around him.

And he still has 30,000 soldiers and horses, so he is basically sure to win.

The most important thing is that Mo Lingtian and Mu Sixue are still in his hands.

With these two people, is he still afraid that he can't control Murong Chen?

Thinking of this, Mo Lingri ordered a chair to be brought, and then he sat at the door and waited.

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the other side.

As soon as Chen Wanruo came in, she felt something was wrong.

It was obvious that the war was either still going on or it was over.

The whole city was eerily quiet.

Just as when they first entered the northwest, the streets were empty.

I have to say that war is indeed an extremely terrible thing.

I wanted to find someone to ask, but couldn't find anyone.

Helpless, he had to dismount and knock on the door.

I knocked on several doors but no one was willing to open the door.

With the attitude of giving it one last try, Chen Wanruo walked to the last, more shabby door and knocked on it.

I knocked twice gently, but sure enough, there was no response in the room.

He shook his head helplessly and was about to leave.

Then, I heard the sound of the door opening.

Chen Wanruo quickly turned around and looked at the owner who opened the door.

Sure enough, she was still a woman in her forties.

So Chen Wanruo hurried to the door, stuffed a silver ingot into her hand, and asked, "Aunt, can you tell me how to get to the palace?"

Judging from the situation, the battle should still be going on.

"Girl, what are you doing there at this time?" the woman asked kindly.

While asking this question, he stuffed the silver in his hand back into Chen Wanruo's hand.

Chen Wanruo didn't understand what was going on and looked at the woman curiously, not understanding what her action meant.

"Girl, judging from your attire, you don't look like someone from our Zhishun Country. Auntie advises you to leave immediately!"