Redemption/C441 Ten Years of Cicada's Tears
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C441 Ten Years of Cicada's Tears

"Do you really think Royal Father doesn't know what Yan is thinking? Before he left the palace, he gave this item to me. I thought I wouldn't use it in this life, but. . . "

Mu Han sighed deeply. There was regret and anger in his eyes, but more of it was self-blame. "Up until now, it's all because my brother didn't play a good role. If I could see Yan as soon as possible and correct him, he wouldn't have become so crazy because of his obsession with power. "

The Azure Dragon said disapprovingly, "A person's life might be influenced by others more or less, but in the end, the path was chosen by oneself. Everyone's personality decides their fate. All of this was caused by the Martial King himself. Why would Your Highness blame himself?"

"You guys don't understand. Yan, he. . . Was not like this in the past. " Mu Yan sighed softly. His thoughts flew. He could not help looking up at the sky. He murmured to himself, "When did he become different from him? It was like he had completely changed into a different person. He no longer thought of me as his brother. . . "

Looking at Mu Han's lonely figure, Green Dragon and the others let out a sad sigh. They had seen how much Mu Han had sacrificed to Mu Yan all these years. It could be said that he had taught them everything, but whatever Mu Yan wanted. . . As for what Mu Han had, Mu Han had never hesitated. Even though some things had always been regarded as treasures by him, compared to his younger brother's feelings, There was nothing that Mu Han could not give up.

However, Mu Yan's attitude towards Mu Han was the complete opposite. He had always been as cold as ten thousand years of ice. His gaze was even colder than when he looked at his father's enemy. It was even more poisonous. Regarding the things that Mu Han possessed. . . He had always taken them for himself. He would never even look Mu Han in the eye during the process. Although his attitude towards his brother Mu Han had changed in recent years, it was not as cold and bone-piercing as before. However, that hypocritical smile was sharper than any sharp knife. Mu Han would always have a premonition that he could injure Mu Han completely without batting an eyelid. He and Mu Yan were like two parallel lines that would never cross. They would only become further and further away with the passage of time, until they would never be able to return to the past.

There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands controlling everything. The more Mu Han wanted to change something, the more fate would not allow him to realize it. He could only watch Mu Yan walk further and further, and finally step onto a path of no return.

Heh, yearning for the Pugilistic World?

Wasn't that also escaping from reality, but not in the face of fate. Not only was he unable to resist, even escaping was an extravagant hope!

Looking at the sun in the sky, which symbolized light and hope, gradually being enveloped by the clouds until it could not escape even a single ray of light, Mu Han was at a loss.

However, after a short while, he regained his clarity. He did not hesitate anymore. This time, there was only determination in his eyes. He erupted with an indomitable aura, as if the water of the Yellow River had come from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!

"Azure Dragon! White Tiger! Vermilion Bird! Now, order the three of you to rush to Four Great Generals Prefecture at full speed with the order to dispatch troops. Do not make any mistakes!"

Turning around, Mu Han ordered coldly with his back facing the three of them. His tone gave off an irresistible determination.

"Your subordinate will follow your orders!"

. . .

An hour later, within the Divine Martial Hall.

"Oh? You said that Green Dragon and the others went to Four Great Generals Prefecture. Is that true?" Hearing the report from his subordinate, the Martial King Mu Yan put down the book in his hand and asked indifferently.

"Martial Prince, this subordinate saw this with my own eyes. There's no mistake!" The guard, Lee Xiao, knelt on the ground and promised solemnly.

"I understand. Send someone to keep an eye on their movements for now. Report to me immediately if anything happens. You may leave now. "

After sending away the guards, Mu Yan could not help but get up and pace around the hall. He muttered to himself, "Hmm, trying to use Four Great Generals to tie me down?"

He immediately laughed disdainfully and said in an incomparably cold voice, "You clearly know that they only listen to Royal Father. Mu Han, oh Mu Han. Is this your last struggle? This is really disappointing. I thought that you have improved a lot after coming back. I didn't expect that you would remain the same in your bones. You are still as pedantic and laughable as ever!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Grand Tutor Lin, who had just sat down, and casually asked," How is it going with the matter? "

Grand Tutor Lin took a sip of the warm tea and revealed a vicious smile.

"Your Highness, don't worry. Everything has been arranged. Tonight, the Prince of Ding Sect and the others will die without a burial ground!"

"Alright!" Mu Yan praised with a smile on his face. Suddenly, he took out a list from his sleeve, waved his hand, and flew in front of Grand Tutor Lin. He said, "Before this, I'll have to trouble the Grand Preceptor to do another thing for Mu Yan. "

Grand Tutor Lin immediately did not care about drinking tea. He picked up the list and saw that there were a few names written on it. He could not help but change his expression and say: "This. . . This is!"

"Grand Preceptor Grand Preceptor Grand Preceptor should recognize these people, right?" As he spoke, Mu Yan came to Grand Tutor Lin's side. He said with a sinister smile, "Although these people haven't made their stance clear yet, according to my analysis, They will definitely join the Crown Prince's faction in the end. In fact, they are part of the Crown Prince's faction in the first place. Although they are not important officials of the imperial court, they are still a force that cannot be underestimated even if they work together. Rather than leaving them to be cleaned up in the future, we might as well eradicate the roots right now! "

"Even though that is the case, if we act now, wouldn't it be too ostentatious? Won't Your Highness be afraid of alerting the enemy?"

Grand Tutor Lin held the name list in one hand and said after thinking for a while.

"Haha, showing off? What I want is to show off!" Mu Yan waved his sleeve. The more you show off now, the easier it will be for you to do it tomorrow. Don't think that some people are truly loyal to their country and righteousness. Once their lives are threatened. . . There are too few people who truly value loyalty. "

"This. . . I understand!"

Grand Tutor Lin hesitated for a moment, then got up and left in a hurry. He was different from before, who pretended to be sincere. Now, he was wholeheartedly following Mu Yan. Naturally, he had to do whatever Mu Yan asked him to do.

After he left, Mu Yan slowly walked to the shelf where the sword was placed. He lifted a three foot long blade. The moment it was unsheathed, a cold light appeared out of thin air. Immediately, countless cicadas resounded throughout the hall.

This sword was one of the four great swords of Yaen Kingdom, Chan Chou, which was equally famous as the Dragon Roaring Sword in Mu Han's hand.

As for the third sword, Feng Xiao, it had been held by the old Emperor Yaen, Mu Che. Now, most of it had fallen into Mu Yan's hands. Only the most mysterious of the four great swords, Yue Ti, had long been lost in this world, and had never been found again.

"Big brother, ten years have passed. Is your Dragoncry Sword still sharp enough?"

Recalling the defeat ten years ago, Mu Yan's lips curled up slightly. His right hand could not help but stroke the blade of the weeping cicada, which had been sealed for ten years but was still bright and shiny. Just like his personality, it was cold and cold.

"When I lost that year, the world could not compare to the cry of a dragon. Since then, I have not drawn my sword for ten years. Tonight, I will be the one to correct Chan Weeping's name. Use your blood to awaken the Frost Blade that has been sealed for ten years! "

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