Chapter 598
A month later, when the two's medicinal fields were first harvested, Mo Fan's body was finally able to use martial arts again. Finally, the time for the implementation of the plan came.
Mo Fan gently stroked Xiao Yue's soft hair and said, "Let the four magic weapons incident end. Everything is arranged."
"Well..." Xiao Yuening muttered comfortably and said, "Then get my hair done quickly. We're leaving now."
"Before that, since Long Teng also wants to deal with Long Yuan, do you think it is necessary to unite with them?" Mo Fan said.
"No, they don't know that the three magic weapons are on us. If they cooperate with them, the worms are infinite, plus your brother, I'm not sure if they will be noticed. If they know that we have magic weapons in us, I don't think they will have evil thoughts." Xiao Yuening said.
Mo Fan helped her with a bun. Xiao Yuening looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly laughed: "You are setting up a man's hairstyle for me."
"Do you think it looks good?" Mo Fan smiled.
"Fuck you, I'll do it myself, really." Xiao Yue condensed her hair and re-haired herself.
Mo Fan pushed aside, opened a letter, and looked carefully.
"I didn't expect that they could really trace Long Yuan's movements. They are..." Mo Fan gradually locked his eyebrows and blurted out, "Long Yuan is still in Luofeng Valley. Shit, we were fooled. On the surface, they are besieging us, but in fact they are digging sword tombs!"
"Is it dark? It's worthy of the art of war. We can't underestimate the old man. What do you think? Does it have an impact on the plan? Xiao Yuening said.
"The impact is not big, but the sword tomb is really too **. In this place, only the two of us act this time, and the sword tomb is not suitable for too many people, but I'm afraid that Longteng will also act at this time." Mo Fan said.
"Then let's take action. Others can also be used as strange soldiers." Xiao Yuening made a decision, and her hairstyle happened to be done. She patted Mo Fan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Let's let this matter come to an end. The plot has dragged on long enough."
Mo Fan nodded and then said, "What on earth have you been watching recently? Why did you drag the plot out?"
"Secret!" Xiao Yue looked back and smiled, opened the door and went straight out.
Mo Fan quickly followed.
The two went out of the door and went straight to the post station.
At about noon, the two arrived in Luoyang City and sped all the way into the falling phoenix valley. In the fog, they could faintly see several shadows.
Longyuan!
Such a hidden skill integrates his figure into the fog, causing shadows and making people feel illusions, which only Longyuan can do.
Professional, professional, and others can't be learned by ordinary people.
The two looked at each other and nodded. Their speed was extremely fast, and the magic of stepping on the clouds could actually carry a trace of fog in the fog. The place they walked through did not roll at all, as if no one had passed by.
Coupled with their speed, their confident sentinels can never see them clearly.
They were familiar with the road, and they got straight into the entrance.
"It seems that the organ is indeed invalid." Standing in the passage, the two quickly judged that there was no mechanism or anything like that.
And depending on the situation of the channel, Longyuan did not dig, but directly explored it.
"This sword tomb is still very complicated. I remember that the elites of the major guilds came in from different places at the beginning. There are many fork roads. Let's go straight to the center and wait for them there." Mo Fan said.
Xiao Yuening nodded and agreed.
So the two took steps again, and in an instant, there were no two people in the channel.
At this time, the central position of the sword tomb is where the array is located.
Mo Jun sighed and said, "They are still faster. It's over, and this plot has been completed."
The cold wind beside him smiled bitterly and said, "Dragon King, are you sure to have hit them now? I can't find the so-called gap between them. It's so big that I can't feel it anymore.
"I dare not say whether I win or lose." Mo Jun also smiled bitterly. Even he couldn't imagine that the two of them passed the historical plot and so on.
But the array has been in a dormant state, and its performance is also different, let alone Xuanyuan Sword. There is no doubt that it must have been broken.
As for the people who can break this plot, there are only three people in the world, he, Mo Fan and Xiao Yuening.
Of course he is not here, so there are only those two.
"Are you going to commit treason? Sword saint cold wind, Mo Jun, the dragon king in white!" General Yang's vigorous but weak voice came.
"Treason?" Mo Jun turned his head, raised the small tower in his hand slightly, smiled and said, "This is just a game. There is no country here. If you want to talk about the country, everyone here has a red heart and can shed blood for this country. That's why we took this tower from you."
Old General Yang sat on the ground, but his back was still straight. Behind him was a corpse on the ground. This group of special soldiers were indeed powerful, but in the hands of the two masters in the world, they seemed too fragile. After all, realistic skills could not make up for his lack of skills.
What's more, these two people are not inferior to anyone.
"Joke, we represent the country. Don't argue!" General Yang's face showed angrily. He really didn't expect that they would really attack him without mercy, as if he didn't pay attention to the country at all.
"Whwh whether you say I argue or not, you only represent the leadership, not the country. We represent this country. We are the people, and this country belongs to the people, that is, ours. Our group is called the country, not your group. We only love the country, not your group. Mo Jun said, "And you are just our public servants. Don't forget who gave you the power to roar. Don't forget this."
General Yang was stunned, but somehow he couldn't refute Mo Jun's revering words.
Credability! Creliability!
I didn't expect that his first defeat in life was defeated by credibility. The people did not trust the country, which was absolutely prohibited. It was something they couldn't let them happen. Unexpectedly, after winning three wars, it still did not make the people trust them more.
Then, in this place, in a game, a game related to the country, the people who got the "gun" and defeated themselves mercilessly.
So calm, so confident, so casual, as if taken for granted.
Completely...lost.