emperor!The father-in-law ran away again!

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Qin Yuanming's carriage drove all night, and entered the most dangerous canyon here just after dawn. The ground here is muddy, with a cliff on one side of the road and a high stone wall on the other, making the road extremely difficult to walk.

Fang Mingzhi didn't dare to be distracted, Qin Yuanming raised the curtain of the car, looked out of the car indifferently, looked at the top of the cliff with his dark eyes, and put down the curtain after a while.

"How long will it take to reach Nanling City?" Qin Yuanming said calmly in the carriage.

"Back to the emperor, we'll be there in half a day." Fang Mingzhi replied carefully driving the carriage.

"Hurry up and drive the car." Qin Yuanming's voice could not hear the slightest wave.

"The road here is narrow and the ground is slippery. If the carriage is fast, I'm afraid it will..." Fang Mingzhi was a little embarrassed.

"Don't think about me, don't tell me that you are afraid of this road."

Fang Ming paused, indeed, on the marching road, Fang Mingzhi didn't go through any dangerous places, so this road was nothing, because the emperor was sitting in the carriage, so he was so cautious.

It made the emperor see a joke.

"I obey." Fang Mingzhi's eyes froze, he raised the whip, and it fell down with a loud snap. The horse neighed. The speed of the carriage was much faster than before, but Fang Mingzhi's driving skills were not so good. No wonder Qin Yuanming asked Fang Mingzhi to drive the carriage by name.

The carriage arrived at Nanling City in less than half a day. Along the way, there were often refugees passing by. It seemed that they were planning to leave Nanling City to find another way of life.

From far away, you can see the devastated Nanling City in the distance. The river rose and almost submerged half of Nanling City. Even if you have money, you can't buy grain and oil.

Except for the dangerous road that Qin Yuanming's carriage drove today, almost all other roads were blocked by collapsed rocks, which made this place a trapped city for a while.

Qin Yuanming's carriage got on much faster than the carriages of officers and soldiers who came to distribute food. Seeing a carriage coming, refugees kept following along the way, and finally surrounded the carriage.

Fang Mingzhi stood on the carriage, drew his long sword and pointed it at the refugees who were in a state of distress like beggars, and shouted, "Back back, everyone back!"

Fang Mingzhi was a general, tall and full of hostility, but he couldn't control these hungry refugees.

It is not a good thing for Qin Yuanming to open the carriage and be haunted by refugees before arriving in the city.

"Distribute the food in the carriage to them." Qin Yuanming's voice sounded faintly from inside the carriage.

Fang Mingzhi nodded when he heard the words. Fortunately, before he came, he prepared a lot of dry food in the carriage, leaving only enough dry food for Qin Yuanming and Fang Mingzhi, and Fang Ming took the rest. come out.

As soon as he took it out, there was a lot of looting by the refugees. Fang Mingzhi frowned, got into the carriage and galloped towards Nanling City not far away.

The streets of Nanling City are full of victims in ragged clothes, but they are not like the refugees outside the city surrounding the carriage, each of them is sitting on the ground weakly, with despair in their eyes.

Qin Yuanming looked at the disaster situation in the city through the car window, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were full of anger, "A group of bullying waste, it doesn't look like a flood just happened here."

Looking at the situation in the city and the refugees in the outer city, the disaster must have happened for a long time. The further you go in, the people starving to death abound on the streets, and some women are even feeding blood to newborn babies.

This scene fell on Qin Yuanming's eyes, but it was more anger. He would never forgive those officials lightly!

The carriage finally stopped in front of a simple shack. The houses here had been soaked in water and were uninhabitable, so most of the people were on the street, leaning against each other, or making their own shacks to keep warm.

Qin Yuanming got out of the carriage and walked forward along the simple shack made of rags. Along the way, there were children staring at him hungry and thirsty, hoping to get some food, but more people were full of despair.

Walking all the way forward, Qin Yuanming became more and more angry as he walked in. What are the officials raised by the court doing for food!

But when Qin Yuanming passed the last shack, the victims lying on the ground suddenly got up and surrounded him.

Fang Mingzhi stood in front of Qin Yuanming and drew out the long sword from his waist. "There's nothing here, back off!"

He gave an order, but saw those victims suddenly pull out the long sword hidden in the haystack and stab at Qin Yuanming.

Fang Mingzhi's secret path was not good, so he raised his long sword to block it. I have to say that Fang Mingzhi's swordsmanship is very good, and the sword flowers are flying, and he has already killed several people, but at this moment, a group of men in black jumped from the roof Surround Fang Mingzhi.

"Your Majesty!" Fang Mingzhi said in secret, now that he is besieged by men in black, the Emperor is in danger!

Qin Yuanming looked coldly at the man in black who was approaching, with a gleam of coldness flashing in his eyes, "Kill!" The man in black rushed forward, Qin Yuanming dodged a sword sideways, twisted the man's neck to snatch the long sword in his hand, and turned his backhand Piercing the long sword into the abdomen of the attacking man in black, the action was ruthless and swift, as expected of the ruthless Qin Yuanming.

A pair of pitch-black eyes in the distance took in everything. He pulled out the long sword at his waist, and when Qin Yuanming was fighting with the man in black, he attacked with the sword.

Qin Yuanming turned around, swiped the blood-stained long sword vigorously in his hand, and with a crisp sound of "bang", he blocked the attacking long sword.

Behind him, there was a man dressed in black, holding a long sword, wearing a black mask on his face, full of murderous looks.

But when Qin Yuanming met those familiar eyes, he suddenly froze. A trace of unconcealable joy flashed in his eyes that were still full of hostility, but he forgot for a moment the long sword that attacked.

"Be careful!" With a soft voice, a thin body pushed Qin Yuanming away forcefully. Gan Siying's arm was accidentally stabbed by the long sword, but she looked at Qin Yuanming with tears in her eyes.

"Is the emperor injured?"

One sentence pulled Qin Yuanming's thoughts back, but at this moment there was a sound of iron armor, and then a group of officers and soldiers surrounded the place.

Mo Feng's eyes froze. He was dressed in black at the moment, with a black mask on his face. He looked coldly at Qin Yuanming who was holding Gan Siying in his arms, and then turned to look at more and more officers and soldiers.

Sure enough, he fell into his trap again. He had already sent people to ambush here, waiting for him to come to the door. Mo Feng looked at Qin Yuanming who was holding Gan Siying in his arms, and felt burning eyes. He gritted his teeth and pointed straight at Qin Yuanming with the long sword in his hand. To stab.

The long sword struck, but Qin Yuanming didn't dodge it, seeing the sword in Mo Feng's hand piercing his chest.

"Ah!" Gan Siying screamed and passed out.

Seeing this, the officers and soldiers hurried forward, but they heard a stern shout. "Stop for me! No one is allowed to come over."

After finishing speaking, he looked softly at the person in front of him, and his lips, which were pale from the loss of blood, slightly curled up.

"I knew that you would come to me." He grabbed the long sword pierced into his chest.

"If you kill me, you will be able to forgive me, so just kill me." He looked at the man wearing a black mask in front of him, although he didn't see his true face, he could be sure that he was Mo Feng, and he was the man that day. The person I saw in Fengyue Pavilion.

He knew that Mo Feng was not dead.

Mo Feng trembled, but he snorted coldly, "Then you will die!" After that, the strength in his hand became a little stronger, and the long sword that had been inserted into Qin Yuanming's chest directly penetrated Qin Yuanming's chest.

"Pfft." A mouthful spewed out from the corner of Qin Yuanming's mouth, his face was pale with expectation.

"Now... are you forgiven?"

Mo Feng paused, what did he think Mo Feng was?Who was it that poisoned him and made him commit suicide?Who was the one who raped him in the first place regardless of his struggle or his dignity?And yesterday, whose army came to the camp and killed Jiu Ling!

His eyes were red, and the tearing pain in his chest almost made him suffocate, what's the use of talking to him now?Do you really think he will soften his heart?

But the hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help trembling slightly, why couldn't he let go!He is clearly guilty, but now, why are his hands shaking?

He raised his eyes, his bloodshot eyes looked straight at Qin Yuanming's expectant eyes, for a moment he was shaken, he bit his tongue, the pain woke him up a little, reminding him of his hatred for Qin Yuanming meaning.

"If you die, I will forgive you!" His eyes were red, and he almost roared out the words.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing this, Fang Mingzhi stepped forward and stabbed Mo Feng with his sword. Mo Feng's pupils shrank, and he quickly retracted the long sword, but was accidentally stabbed in the arm.

"Mo Feng!" Qin Yuanming staggered, knelt down on the ground with one knee, clutching his bloody chest, looking at Mo Feng not far away, holding his injured arm, eyes full of hatred, his vision gradually blurred.

"Mo Feng... don't go..." He begged and watched the increasingly blurred voice, and spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

More and more officers and soldiers surrounded him, and Yi Lao grabbed Mo Feng's arm. "Prince, let's go."

Mo Feng looked at Qin Yuanming, who was lying on the ground not knowing what to do, not far away, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the sword trembled more and more.

He has worked hard to kill Qin Yuanming, and now he has succeeded, but why does his heart hurt so much?

Shouldn't he be happy? He succeeded in killing Qin Yuanming. The humiliation and torture in the past were all because of this person. The country's hatred and family hatred were all because of this person. Now that he is dead, he should be happy.

"Prince, go, go!" Yi Lao urged, seeing that Mo Feng would not go, he hurriedly pulled Mo Feng up to the roof.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!" Fang Mingzhi shouted from behind, followed by chaos.