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He was unwilling! How could he be willing!

He stood up and walked out, but was stopped by Mo Rong Tian, "Master, where do you plan to go?"

He did not call him "Imperial Advisor" but "Master. He only wanted to let him know that the Mo family's position no longer existed in this world.

"I will go and kill Yan Yuan. If Yan Yuan dies, then we will naturally win this battle."

Liu Qian Xun's hair was normally combed meticulously. According to him, he needed to use his clearest and cleanest appearance to welcome the victory that was about to come.

However, at this moment, the hair on his head was a bit messy. Even though he was unwilling to admit it, he knew in his heart that he had lost. No matter how unwilling he was, it would be fine.

Mo Rong Tian tugged at his arm with a bit of strength, "Is Yan Yuan the only person in the Yan family? Killed a Yan Yuan, Yan Xiao, Yan Jue, and all sorts of famous generals of the Yan family, can you kill them all? "

Liu Qian Xun's hand that was holding the sword trembled slightly, the unwillingness in his eyes, became stronger and stronger.

"Master, you raised Ruo Qing all by yourself, but were forced to death, do you think it's not enough?"

When he mentioned Liu Ruo Qing, Liu Qian Xun's hand that was holding the sword trembled even more violently.

But in the end, he still shook off Mo Rong Tian's hand and walked out, "The little girl Qing is already dead, I can't let her die in vain, just treat it as her repaying me for raising her for all these years."

With his back facing Mo Rong Tian, he left these words behind and then left.

Mo Rong Tian did not stop him. There were some things that if his master did not personally go face to face, he would never be able to walk out of that obsession in his entire life.

"Your Highness, our food has already been used up. What should we do now?"

Zhang Meng walked in front of Mo Rong Tian. His previous heroic look was now replaced with exhaustion.

Mo Rong Tian's gaze, was fixed in the distance, without any focus, and with a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

"Let's prepare to break out of Yan Yuan's encirclement."

"However, they have not eaten for several days. For them to forcefully attack us now, they will undoubtedly be defeated."

"Otherwise?"

Mo Rong Tian smiled bitterly at Zhang Meng, "Let them wait here to starve to death?"

Zhang Meng could not answer, the food had been cut off by Yan Yuan, other than attacking the city wall, there was nothing else he could do.

"This general will pass down the orders right now."

When Zhang Meng left, Mo Rong Tian slowly closed his eyes. If they didn't fight, then even if he admitted defeat, the warriors who were following him wouldn't be willing to give up.

Since he was destined to lose, why not have a fierce battle.

Amongst Yan Yuan's army, he was expressionlessly looking at the map of Mansion Yang City, his face expressionless.

There was neither joy, nor sadness, nor anger, nor grief. His eyes seemed to have no idea where it had begun, and it was so calm that there were no more ripples.

Since the beginning, when he knew that his Qing Er had died, his world no longer had enough color to fill his eyes. The person who was in his heart died, his heart, would naturally die as well.

"Your Highness, Liu Qian Xun is here."

Outside the tent, the assistant general's voice came out. Yan Yuan retracted his gaze from the map, smirked, and walked out.

Liu Qian Xun held his sword and stood outside, surrounded by dozens of soldiers, his body still stained with blood.

He saw that when Yan Yuan's head of silver appeared in his line of sight, his once fierce and threatening pupils had turned cold. Liu Qian Xun was stunned for a moment, then recalled his foolish disciple who had been forced to death.

"Your Highness."

Yan Yuan walked towards him, through the surrounding soldiers. The assistant general was still worried, but when he wanted to stop him, he was stopped by a raise of his hand.

Liu Qian Xun looked at him and laughed coldly, "I didn't think that you would have so much love for that little girl, to become like this."

Hearing Liu Qian Xun mention the dead Liu Ruo Qing, a wave of killing intent quickly swept across Yan Yuan's face.

He did not want to waste time talking to Liu Qian Xun, so he reached his hand out and took out his sword, pointing it at Liu Qian Xun, "The person who forced Qing Er to her death no longer has the qualifications to live."

"You want to kill me?"

Liu Qian Xun sneered.

The sharp edge of the sword had already closed in on him the moment he finished speaking.

He raised the sword in his hand and blocked Yan Yuan's sword. The sound of metal colliding with metal, accompanied by the dust flying in the wind, was heard sharply.

The yellow dirt was lifted, blurring everyone's line of sight. They only saw two figures, accompanied by silver hair that was like snow, fight into a ball in the air.

No one could see their movements clearly. They could only hear the metal clanging sounds that continuously entered their ears.

"General Chen, the Mo family army is coming this way. It seems like they want to break out of the encirclement."

Just at this time, a vanguard soldier quickly ran over to the nervous Vice General Chen and asked.

Only to hear a sneer coming out from Vice General Chen's nose, "Humph! They are all spent and have overestimated themselves. Prepare to meet them head-on and block all their paths! "

"Yes sir!"

Not long after, the sounds of battle shook the sky. The Mo family soldiers who had lost several days of rations lacked the motivation to fight. They either got killed or pretended to be injured and fell to the ground.

Very quickly, the death of the Mo Army and the injuries it sustained could be said to be a victory without a fight to the imperial government.

Yan Yuan and Liu Qian Xun were still fighting with each other, and after a while, Zhang Meng's voice came out, "My prince, the Mo family's army has surrendered, please your highness, I request for your punishment!"

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

When Liu Qian Xun heard Zhang Meng's words, his heart felt like it had died. Under his distraction, he forcefully took a kick from Yan Yuan and fell to the ground.

Liu Qian Xun spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with dead silence, but his unresigned laughter resounded in the empty space.

"Haha ~ ~ I lost!" He still lost! "Howl …"

He had schemed and schemed for his entire life, even at the expense of his beloved disciple.

Fighting with Liu Qian Xun was originally a fierce battle. Furthermore, because of Liu Ruo Qing's death, Yan Yuan's knot was unable to be dispelled and his body had constantly suffered a loss. After this fierce battle, he too spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough, cough, cough …"

He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding his sword, he walked in front of Liu Qian Xun, "She clearly knows that you are using her, clearly knowing that you want to kill her, but she still begs for me to let you go, why can't you let her live?"

Hearing Yan Yuan talk about his beloved disciple again, Liu Qian Xun's eyes dimmed, but he did not try to defend himself. There was no pain on his face, only unwillingness.

"If that little girl Qing can meet you, she will have no regrets even in death."

He laughed, then spat out another mouthful of blood as he looked at the defeated and captured soldiers.

He had bitterly pursued the belief of a lifetime in order to obtain a moment like this. Was there really any meaning to it?

Yan Yuan's grip on the sword tightened, the veins bulging on the back of his hand were extremely obvious.