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Chapter 100: Birthday Dinner


Fengyang Palace's top and bottom lights are colorful, and in the evening, the lights have overshadowed the afterglow of the sunset.

At this tense moment, the day of birthday celebration has finally arrived.

Mu Fan was let out, and he didn't wait for all of Huo Wujia's troops to withdraw.

King Fengyang gave him the right to move freely in advance, but the scope of his activities was not large, and he could only move in some inconsequential places in the palace.

It's better to be active than not to be able to move, and he wanders around the courtyard, observing the passing guests.

The birthday of the concubine should also be a banquet for guests from all over the world.

But this time it's a bit miserable, and there are a few people coming.

If there are not a few assassinations, Zhao Zhijun will die, and there will definitely be more than these people.

As he observed the guests, the guests spotted him.

Everyone saw Mu Fan's emotions differently, some Mu Fan couldn't see through it, and some people's expressions changed, but he still noticed it.

After going back and forth, he also knew that the reason why Zhao Xuan gave him freedom was to let others see him.

Mu Fan currently knows very little and doesn't know the deep game, but he is sure that his identity must be in the interests of King Fengyang, and it is also in the interests of his master.

So he acted as a decoration, wandering around, trying to let more people see him.

Zhao Xuan found Mu Fan wandering around, and couldn't help but smile: "Your head is very good, and when you grow up, I'm afraid you will be a powerful person again." ” The imperial court staged a rebellion on its own, taking the opportunity to transfer part of Huo Wujia's troops stationed in the northwest, and the remaining troops were also withdrawn in an orderly manner.

Huo Wujia and his negotiations have reached the final stage, except for some trivial matters, the other parts are almost discussed.

In the short term, he and Zhao Chen will not go to war, he has kung fu to recuperate, deal with his own internal problems, and he wants to take the opportunity to gain the support of more forces.

Today will be a performance that belongs to him, and it will also be a banquet that will change the world.

Many guests arrived one after another, and according to the requirements of the host's family, they were seated in turn.

Mu Fan was also placed in a position, and it was a rather distinguished position.

He realized that today's events were far from being as simple as he had imagined.

The fact that he was able to sit here at this time meant that he represented his master.

Zhao Jianyan sat at the same level as him, he could see Zhao Jianyan, and Zhao Jianyan could also see him.

Mu Fan read the shock and joy from Zhao Jianyan's expression, obviously, Zhao Jianyan didn't expect that he was not tortured and could attend the banquet.

When Wu Zhangdeng saw him, he was also shocked, shocked, and a little nervous and worried.

How can enemies participate in the banquet together in kindness, years of experience tell him that things are strange.

Either Ye Feng paid a very high price to save Mu Fan's life, or King Fengyang found out that Mu Fan was not the real murderer.

Xiao Wan was much calmer, she glanced at Mu Fan with concern, and found that he was all right, so she no longer worried about his safety.

Zhao Xuan helped the concubine to step into the throne, and as soon as the concubine took her seat, everyone got up and said, "Welcome the concubine." ” The concubine waved her hand and motioned for everyone to sit down, she smiled: "Everyone takes the time to participate in the birthday of the palace, which is the respect for the royal family, everyone does not have to be formal, and the most important thing is to be happy." ” Zhao Xuan clapped his hands, and many dancing girls entered the arena.

The dancers held swords in their hands, and they danced extremely devotedly, or charming, or smart, or enchanting...... or dangerous.

Suddenly, the dancing girl left the field, and the sword light shone in the night sky.

The dancing girl's body was extremely fast, so fast that Mu Fan's eyesight couldn't keep up.

He saw a light and shadow rushing in his direction.

However, the dancing girl and the sword in their hands did not fall on him, but on the side.

Wu Zhanglan held the dust in his hand and tried his best to defend.

He initially tried to attack, but the dancers' swords were fast and their formations were so clever that they amplified each other, so that his attacks could not break through the dancers' defenses, and the dancers were able to break through his defenses with ease.

In order to protect the safety of His Highness, he gave up the attack that he was already at a disadvantage and defended desperately.

But this is the base camp of King Fengyang, no, to be precise, the core of the base camp.

Here, King Fengyang wants to deal with Zhao Jianyan, and it is useless to come to ten more Wu palm lanterns.

Zhao Jianyan's guards resisted desperately, and Wu Zhangdeng refused to surrender even though he knew that he was invincible.

The broken dust in his hand was shortened again, and the three dancing girls sacrificed their lives for it.

The guards in the palace and the soldiers in Fengyang City also began to move, and Wu Zhangdeng heard the footsteps of the soldiers brushing together, and he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Lord Wang, do you know what you are doing?"

Wu Zhangdeng said loudly.

King Fengyang seemed to be waiting for him to ask this question, because when he shouted this question, the attack speed of the surrounding Maihime was noticeably slower.

Wu Zhanglan clenched the dust, his chest was already red with blood, and his steps were not as agile as before.

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If he goes on like this, he will surely die.

Zhao Xuan responded: "Of course this king knows what he is doing, he can't be clearer!"

I should ask you, what is your intention to go to the northwest under the guise of celebrating your birthday?

” Wu Zhangdeng said: "Your Highness is here just to give ......"

"Shut up!"

Zhao Xuan's voice was full of anger, like a mad beast.

He pointed to Wu Zhanglan and said, "You eunuch, where is your place to speak!"

” Wu Ji's attack speed immediately increased, and countless sword qi surged towards Wu Zhanglan like a tide, as if to devour him.

Wu Zhangdeng suddenly had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and he was tired of dealing with the dancing girls around him, so he couldn't say anything.

Zhao Jianyan knew that it was time for him to go up, so he tried to calm himself down and said, "Uncle Huang, we are only here to celebrate the birthday of the concubine, and we have no other thoughts or other meanings. ” "Then why did you kill Jun'er?"

Zhao Xuan's tone was even more angry.

His words were like a code, and when the dancers heard the words of the prince, the sword in their hands attacked Wu Zhanglan with all their might.

Like a goddess scattering flowers, a lotus flower suddenly bloomed in the night sky, and the lotus flower exploded and the petals scattered in all directions.

When the sword light dissipated, the sword qi dissipated, and Wu Zhanglan's limbs were gone, turning into a human stick.

Zhao Jianyan was shocked when he saw this, he could be sure that Uncle Huang was going to rebel......

"Uncle Huang, what are you doing here?

I didn't kill your son, I don't know at all.

He retreated again and again, and said as he retreated: "Hasn't the murderer been found out?"

” Mu Fan looked at Zhao Jianyan's appearance and said secretly: "It seems that Zhao Jianyan's birthday team doesn't know, the emperor and the king of Fengyang really took great pains to deceive everyone!"

” Zhao Xuan said: "Ye Feng secretly looked for me, and now it has been confirmed that the murderer is your person." ” Zhao Jianyan plucked up the courage and said: "Uncle Huang has evidence, if there is evidence, I am willing to die, and I have no complaints." ” Mu Fan looked at the banquet that had turned into a mess, and thought to himself, "Evidence?

By now, the evidence has long since become unimportant. ”