In the early morning, the sky was bright and smoke rose.

After the war, Tianzhi City seemed to soon regain its prosperity, and the people returned to their normal routines. At this time, they got up early to go to the market. The streets were full of traffic, and there was noisy and lively scene everywhere, which seemed to have an unusual new atmosphere.

In the city lord's mansion, the young master of Divine Sword sat in front of the table, with a rich breakfast in front of him, but he had no appetite at all, as if he was in a state of dismay.

He, the Sword Master, is on the list of the Border Desert Princes. The dignified third son of the Song Kingdom is even expected to become the Song Kingdom Duke in the future. How energetic is that?

A strong point of view, a guide to the country, and a grand achievement is hidden.

In one night, the beautiful rivers and mountains are like a dream of yellow beams.

How could he accept the fortune of fortune? He heard the noise outside the window and felt mixed feelings, and was extremely lonely and disappointed.

At this time, the guards outside the door reported that Wuji Zhenjun had arrived, but the Master Shendao seemed to have never heard of it. He seemed like a puppet carrying a string, but sat there stiffly like a clay sculpture.

True Lord Wuji was surrounded by him, like the emperor who was surrounded by stars. At this time, those around him were all subordinates who were loyal to him in the past.

Two of the three major generals of the Song State surrendered, which is equivalent to controlling more than 60% of the military power of the Song State.

The Southern Jindao, the Northern Tianshen, and half of the four major Jindan sects of the Song State surrendered.

No, why is there Dongtie Hand?

The Iron Hand True Lord is here, can the Iron Hand Gate also join the Wuji Gate?

The Master of Divine Sword was still in shock and suspicion, but soon he saw another person, and he couldn't even close his mouth. He couldn't help but stand up and said in surprise: "It's you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

The man followed Mo Wentian closely and walked over with his hands, his expression seemed quite respectful, but he was the young master of the Song Dynasty.

"Lao Wu, even you have defected to the True Lord Wuji?"

The young master of the Divine Sword looked incredible. He knew very well that his younger brother was definitely not so easily subdued. How could such a thing happen?

"Brother Third, I'm different from you!"

Young Master Wuliang shook his head slightly and said calmly: "President Mo has recreated his grace to me. It can be said that this life is given by him. Even if I am not good, I still understand the principle of repaying my kindness. I will naturally follow the Wuji Sect in the future."

The young master of Divine Sword understood a little. The process was not important, nor did he need to know it. What was important was the result. Lao Wu became a supporter of Wuji Zhenjun. This was a real thing that needed to be doubted. Even Dong Tie Hand must have persuaded him to surrender.

Two or three days ago, I thought that I was fighting with Lao Wu to the death, but I didn’t expect that I would make wedding dresses for Wuji Zhenjun, which made Master Divine Sword even more depressed.

"Young Master of Divine Sword!"

Mo Wentian's smile was like a spring breeze. He walked up to sit in the seat, shook his head and said, "The breakfast is so rich, but the young master has not moved his chopsticks, isn't that a pity?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and drank them. Kuangsha Zhenjun and others rushed forward and poured tea and poured the tea and the wine, but no one dared to sit in the same seat.

"The king succeeds and the enemy defeats, and they are just prisoners."

The young master of the Divine Sword looked cold and snorted coldly: "No matter how good the delicacy is, it is just a prison rice. How can you have any appetite?"

"Young Master Divine Sword is such a bad statement."

Mo Wentian laughed, took a bite of the dish and chewed it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "We have signed a contract, so we must act according to the agreement. You are the future Duke of Song."

"Duke of Song?"

The young master of the Divine Sword whispered to himself, his expression seemed to move, but in just a moment, he shook his head and sneered: "I only have the name of the king but I don't have any real power, what's the point?"

"Third brother, why bother with me?"

Mr. Wuliang quickly advised: "The Master Wuji is very talented and will definitely become the true king of the Yuanying in the future. Don't say it is Song State, even the Great Qin State may not be able to surpass him. If you surrender to him at this time, it will not be embarrassing."

"Lao Wu, it's okay if you want to be a lackey in Wuji Sect."

The Divine Sword Master looked ashen and sneered: "Would you do it, do you want me to become a puppet of Wuji Sect?"

"you……"

Young Master Wuliang was speechless for a moment, his face turned red with anger, and he didn't know what to say.

"Young Master Divine Sword, I know that you are not afraid of death, and you are not afraid of destruction after hundreds of years of practice, but are you willing to bear the stigma of killing your father and usurping the throne?"

When Mo Wentian said this, he took out a silk book from his arms, and someone immediately sent it forward, slowly unfolding it in front of the young master of the Divine Sword. The handwriting inside was a bit sloppy and the ink was not completely dried, as if it had just been copied.

"Ten Deadly Sins!"

The young master of the Divine Sword was suddenly shocked, and he immediately snatched it and opened it to look. The more he looked, the ugly his face became. He couldn't stop shaking, and his eyes were about to spit out fire.

"Damn it, who is framed by this young master?"

The young master of Divine Sword gritted his teeth. Before he could finish reading it, he was so angry that he couldn't help but tore the paper and silk book to pieces in two or three times.

"This was written by Zi Qihou. Before it was bright this morning, thousands of copies were copied, and they were posted everywhere in the streets and alleys of Kangcheng."

Mo Wentian took a sip of tea, shook his head and smiled, "I'm afraid that in less than a day, all the people of Song State will know the Master of the Divine Sword."

"Purple Qi?"

The young master of the Divine Sword burst out with blue veins and gritted his teeth and said, "What a purple celestial marquis, what a Tianjian sect. It's really easy to plan. Not only will it be put to death, but it will also make me devilish for thousands of years."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head, and two sharp eyes shot out like swords. He stared at Mr. Wuliang and said sternly: "Lao Wu, tell me the truth, have you been harmed by you?"

"Third brother, no matter how bad my brother is, he will not do such a thing that is contrary to human relations."

Young Master Wuliang waved his hand quickly and said with a bitter expression: "The king and father were plotted against that day, leaving a will for the third brother to inherit the throne. At that time, my younger brother had suspected the third brother, but judging from the current situation, it was obvious that someone was planning behind the scenes."

"Yes, maybe it's my brother's trick, I want to put you and me in."

The face of the Divine Sword Master was gloomy and he didn't say anything for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking, but it could be seen that the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Young Master Divine Sword, at the second update last night, Young Master Tianjian visited the Ziqi Hou Mansion, and this manifesto was spread. Are you willing to be merciless at their mercy?"

Mo Wentian's voice was like a sharp sword, piercing the chest of the Divine Sword Master. While arousing his anger, it made him feel inexplicably powerless. He was deeply afraid of the intelligence capabilities of the Wuji Sect. Kangcheng was thousands of miles away from Dizhi City, and it was only half a day to deliver the message. Even the secret matters of the Tianjian Master visiting the Ziqi Hou Mansion were clear. So what else is not under control in the Song State?

The Master of Divine Sword was like a thorn in his back, silent for a while, and said in a weak voice: "True Lord Wuji, can you be willing to clear my grievances?"

"Young Master Divine Sword, after all, we have a contract, so I will naturally not refuse to save you."

Mo Wentian laughed loudly, his expression became sincere, and continued, "Don't worry, when you wash away your stigma and become the king of Song, I can promise you that in a hundred years, I will never interfere in Song's internal affairs."

"So you're serious?"

The Divine Sword Master's eyes lit up and his expression became very intent. If it was only a hundred years, in terms of his life, it would be completely affordable. As long as he escaped from the control of the Wuji Sect, he would still be the true Duke of Song.

"Of course I will not go back on my word, but believe it or not."

Mo Wentian snorted coldly, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him. As a powerful man who was about to be on his way to the Nascent Soul, he obviously didn't like being questioned.

Although the young master of Divine Sword knew that he had made up his words, he was filled with joy. The Jindan True Lord who served in the Song Dynasty in the past could be used as a testimony. The True Lord Wuji had no reason to deceive himself.

"Okay, if so, I will obey the order of Chief Mo."

After saying this, Young Master Divine Sword felt relaxed all over. In fact, it was really good that he didn't have to die. This deep feeling was just that he didn't want to admit it.

"good!"

Mo Wentian just responded lightly, but as expected, he still sat upright in the seat and pondered: "Everyone, Young Master Tianjian has put in the endgame to get us all in one place. Naturally, there must be a solution to the problem. The most urgent task at the moment is to rectify military affairs."

"What does Master Mo mean?"

When the Crazy Killing True Lord heard the Gexian, he knew the elegance. He immediately smiled and said, "Is it because the soldiers are united and will fight one?"

"good!"

Mo Wentian gave him an admiring look and continued, "Forty thousand god sword camps, 30,000 crazy killing camps, combine the two armies into one battalion and form 70,000 god sword camps."

Whether it was Mr. Divine Sword or Mr. Wuliang, everyone present understood that the so-called formation of a new army by True Lord Wuji was just to seize military power, but this was also expected, so naturally no one dared to resist.

"Master Mo, let the camp be arranged by the way."

The true master of Kuang Killed quickly made a statement, and at this time, we cannot be ambiguous. Although the commander of Kuang Killed Camp is good, the outcome will definitely not be good.

"good!"

Mo Wentian nodded slightly and continued, "The commander of the Shence Army is temporarily appointed by Elder Sun of our sect, and the deputy commander has temporarily appointed five, three of whom are appointed by our sect, while the other two will kill Zhenjun and Kuangdao Zhenjun, immediately reorganize military affairs and conquer Jingzhou, Yingzhou and Shunzhou as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Crazy Killing True Lord hurriedly fell to the ground and said respectfully: "President Don't worry, you will definitely live up to your expectations. Follow the leader of Elder Sun's horse, and the sword tip will be defeated soon."

"Okay, I'm working hard!"

Mo Wentian just responded lightly, then turned his head to look at the Crazy Dao Zhenjun. After the latter was silent for a while, he clasped his fists and said, "I'm taking the order!"

With military power in hand and the situation has been decided, what remains is the affairs of the world.

Mo Wentian's tiger eyes looked around, and looked at the three true lords of Jin Dao, Tianjian and Iron Hand in turn, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard that there are four major sects of Song State and four major masters of Song State. The south Jin Dao, the north Tianjian, the east iron hand and the west earth wind."

Speaking of this, his voice paused and ordered in an unquestionable voice: "Three masters, the Difeng Sect in Shunzhou will be handed over to you. Be sure to capture Difeng Zhenjun alive."
Chapter completed!