Chapter 183 You Disapprove Of Me And Neither Of You (6)

Mu Lianrong raised her eyes silently, focusing on the vital spot of Prince Qin Jinxiu's vest.

The big feud this time was the accidental death of the mother and the second brother back then, and the eldest brother died in a bizarre battle, no doubt it ended. She guessed the mastermind behind the scenes, but there was no evidence, how could she kill the enemy?

Mu Lianrong, who lowered her eyes, frowned slightly.

After the long eyelashes, the eyes reflected a strong hatred. However, in the blink of an eye, he held back.

'The Mu family, never betray the monarch and betray the country! ’

Mu Xiong's words were once firm and firm, but now they are like shackles, making Mu Lianrong feel hard to breathe. The Mu family, loyal to the liver and righteousness, but in exchange for what?

Holding the reins, she clenched it tightly, but Mu Lianrong still kept a kind smile on the corner of her mouth, not letting the murderous aura in her body leak out.

"I'm coming!"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Father! song!

The family love that melted into the blood made Mu Lianrong temporarily put down her hatred and looked up at the city gate in front of her. The excitement in his heart was revealed through his eyes.

Along the official road outside the city, the team gradually appeared in people's sight, attracting everyone's attention.

However, when the snake-like procession approached, there was a strong discussion in the crowd.

The sky is full of dark coins, floating in the wind.

Like snowflakes, it instantly covered the ground inside and outside Luodu City.

The returning warriors were not as elated as they had won the battle. Instead, they were all silent, and the whole team exuded an inescapable sadness.

Even in the team, every soldier has a white filial cloth tied to his right arm. In the bamboo basket on the back, there are black porcelain jars.

This time, there were only 5,000 members of the Mu family's army who followed Mu Xiong from Yicheng to the capital.

Of course, among these 5,000 people, everyone is like this. Those bamboo baskets and those porcelain jars made everyone curious.

What the hell is going on?

Why, this time the Mu family army returned victoriously, but it was so different from the past?

The coins that floated into the air flew in the direction of Qin Jinhao and Qin Jinxiu.

Some fell before them, some fell on them.

Qin Jinhao reached out and grabbed the coin that fell to him, frowned, crumpled the coin into a ball, and threw it away. On the other hand, Qin Jinxiu flicked his sleeves, and his face suddenly turned blue, sweeping away the harassment of Mingbi.

Mu Lianrong, who was behind them, raised her head slightly, looking at the flying coins in the sky, sadness rose from her heart, and a layer of mist quickly rose in her eyes.

She seems to have felt and seen the tragic battle of this battle from the coins that bought the way to the underworld.

The china jars in the bamboo baskets were incomprehensible to others, but she recognized at a glance that they were the urns used by the Mu Family Army to collect the bones of soldiers.

'Father, bring them back! ' Mu Lianrong's heart was beating like a drum, and her eyes were red.

All around, it was quiet.

All seem to be infected by this sad atmosphere.

An army of 5,000 people entered through the city gate, and there was no other sound except for the sound of horses' hooves.

As the leader of the army, Mu Xiong rode at the forefront.

His expression was solemn, and there was a complex emotion in his vicissitudes of life.

On his right arm, a white cloth strip was also tied, and there was no difference because of his identity. Beside him, on another horse, was Mu Qingge, who was elegantly dressed in red.

White cloth was also wrapped around her waist and arms.

Beautiful and delicate facial features, very quiet. In the soul-stirring clear eyes, calm and unwavering, but hidden incomparably sharp.