The heavy silver-black city gate of the imperial capital slowly opened to both sides.

The dragon talisman is in front of him, and the guards on the city dare not be presumptuous!

Chu Yue held the reins in his hand and rode into the city with the National Protection Sword on his back. Her deep eyes stared at the imperial capital with the lights of thousands of families.

The cool breeze blows on his face, and Chu Yue's solemn aura is brewing in his eyes, which seem as calm as the sea.

There were countless casualties in the southern suburbs.

The Military Affairs Office did not provide support and even cut off contact with the disaster area.

This account-

It's time to figure it out!!

...

The night is still dark, and the moon is like a hook.

The Hong family in the imperial capital, singing and dancing to peace, and the lights are brightly lit.

The warriors across several streets could hear the sound of silk and bamboo wind music coming from the Hong Mansion.

In such a large mansion, there are often high-ranking officials and superb warriors.

The feast was in the East Pavilion of Hongfu, and the delicious food was placed on the table.

The night pearl illuminates the Dong Pavilion courtyard.

It also illuminates every powerful man with a red face.

There are many lights and shadows in the middle of the cup.

Nangong Xiong raised his glass toast a few tables, came to a remote place to sit down, shaking half a glass of wine.

He asked the head of the Han family with a smile: "Have you given the invitation from the Hong family to the Mu Mansion? Why don't you see someone from the Mu Mansion?"

"The earliest batch of invitations from the Hong Mansion were given to the Mu Mansion."

The head of the Han family said, "My people went to see me in person. Brother Wanjun personally went to invite the old man. And as you told me, he specifically mentioned the matter of General Wuling. Enemies should be resolved rather than to make a fortune. Mr. Mu is a smart man, not to mention that he cares so much about this granddaughter. The ancestors of the Hong family are beneficial to the country and the country. Mr. Mu will come. But in the past two days, Mu Fengming and Ji Yao are ready to return to the Imperial Army."

"It's good if you can come."

Nangong Xiong looked up at the sky: "I have just sent someone to take Qianjigege to the Nanjiao. I think that news of heavy casualties and injuries will be heard at the banquet tonight. The backbone of the Mu Mansion is about to be broken. Brother Han, the day you have always dreamed of has finally arrived."

“I thought I would be happy.”

The head of the Han family smiled and shook his head: "There is no news about Ye Chuyue yet. I didn't expect that she would never leave the dangerous place and would rather die there."

Once upon a time, when he was a teenager, he also had great ambitions and ambitions.

I also want to fight on the battlefield like my father to save the country and the people.

But when his father was killed by Mu Shanhe, who could be called a brother and sister, he had the only thought of avenging his father for the rest of his life!

"but."

The head of the Han family said sinisterly: "If Mu Shanhe can die of anger, it will be considered that he will pay his blood debt."

Nangong Xiong drank all the wine in one gulp and smiled.

But at this moment, the guests at the feast put down the cups in their hands.

But outside the long road of the East Pavilion, the group of people from the Mu Mansion, led by the old uncle Mu Shanhe, appeared at the feast.

Countless gazes gathered here.

Mu Linfeng rolled his eyes and shook the folding fan impatiently: "It's not me that the demon flame in the southern suburbs has not been processed yet, the Hong family couldn't wait to hold a banquet, showing off that their daughter had passed on to a turtle without a turtle shell. I don't know what they were wearing in their minds."

The old man looked at Mu Linfeng lightly.

Mu Linfeng felt the oppression from me, and immediately closed his mouth and remained silent.

Master Huaiqing said: "There is no need to flatter, but there is no need to tit for tat. If Hong Wanjun and others can not make things difficult for Xiao Chu, what if we meet with a smile?"

She has always scoffed at the actions of the four major families and is unwilling to communicate too much.

However, Xiao Chu was young and had already mastered the military program and became General Wuling in Beizhou.

Even if the Mu Mansion and the four major families will eventually break up in the future, as long as the four major families are willing to make peace now, they will not be able to hold back their past grudges.

"A rare guest, a rare guest."

Nangong Xiong laughed loudly, walked over enthusiastically, stretching out his hand to hug the old man.

The old man distanced himself away.

Nangong Xiong was not angry, spread his hands and smiled, "Old man, take your seat quickly, please give me a seat. This table is left for the heroes of the Mu Mansion."

Afterwards, Hong Wanjun, the head of the Han family and Sikong Linghua all appeared in front of the old man.

The four of them met with a smile, and they seemed to be making peace.

Seeing that the head of the Han family, who had deep resentment with him, no longer gritted his teeth as before, he really believed these people's conscience and found that he was willing to treat his granddaughter well, his face calmed down a little and he was no longer so cold.

The main glass table in the feast was empty, but there were all kinds of delicacies, fish and meat.

"Mu Lao."

Nangong Xiong said: "Brother Han refused to attend the table, so he insisted on pulling us and the old man at the same table, and said he wanted to have a drink with you. This face, you must give me some rewards."

The old man looked at the head of the Han family with a complicated look.

It was the old man's knot that he failed to save his father back then.

Now that the Mu family is happy and the descendants are blessed, the only way to kill the Han family is his helplessness.

only……

After the old man took his seat, he glanced at the delicious food on the table and said slowly: "The people in the southern suburbs are in dire straits. I can't drink the wine or eat these seafood delicacies. Please ask the head of the Hong family to remove these."

"Come, withdraw the vegetables-"

Hong Wanjun waved his sleeves and immediately praised: "It is worthy of being Mr. Mu. He always takes the world as his responsibility and worrys about the world first. Hong admires it."

The delicious dishes at this table in Mufu were replaced with light vegetarian dishes.

The old man is fair: "Head of the Han family, I am willing to use tea instead of wine, and I will toast you a cup."

He was one of the generations of the head of the Han family. In the early years, the head of the Han family had to respect Uncle Mu when he saw him.

In front of everyone, the old man gave up his identity and respected him as the head of the Han family, which gave him great face.

"It must be Mr. Han Jing."

The head of the Han family said with a smile, but there was a gloom in the depths of his eyes.
Chapter completed!