In front of the Ganxin Palace, the ministers were frightened. Seeing that the Ganxin Palace collapsed one after another, everyone was secretly shocked. They only felt that Han Bin wanted to come out alive this time and hoped that he would be very slim.

Han Mo understood that Han Bin rushed back to the Ganxin Palace again, and he must have rescued Han Xuandao. His mood was extremely complicated. His vision just now appeared. Even he himself didn't know what was going on, but at this time he was not sure whether Han Xuandao was dead or alive.

At this point, he naturally did not want Han Xuandao to continue to survive, but he did not want to see Han Bin and Han Xuandao buried in the Ganxin Hall together.

There were loud noises, and although it was in the autumn rain, the sounds here were still faintly heard. The earth-shaking sounds were heard in the palaces of the palace, and the concubines in the harem also looked in this direction.

Han Mo put down Han Yuan, hugged Yan Xueji and gently placed it on the ground, stepped forward a few steps, and saw that the magnificent Ganxin Palace no longer existed, and Han Bin still disappeared, and he felt sad in his heart.

"It's out..." Just as Han Mo lowered his head and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, someone exclaimed in surprise.

Han Mo immediately raised his head and saw a figure rushing out from the collapsed gate like a leopard, holding a person in his hand, and his heart was suddenly excited, but soon he felt murderous again. No matter what, he could not let Han Xuandao continue to live today.

Han Bin rushed out of the dust and took a few steps. There was another rumbling sound behind him. If he was a little late, he would be buried in it.

Han Mo gently raised his right hand and looked at his hand. The strange metal gloves on his hand were no longer visible. His eyes were fixed on three fingers. At this time, only the little fingers were still rippling with golden light. The golden color of the ring finger had completely faded and turned into flesh color.

Han Mo sighed lightly, the three golden fingers were gone, the first golden finger was to save himself, and the second golden finger killed the enemy, but he didn't know when the third golden finger would happen to what an incredible thing would happen.

...

Han Bin walked down the stone steps, and under the gaze of the ministers, he reached an empty place. He carefully placed Han Xuandao on the ground, knelt beside Han Xuandao with a sad face.

Han Xuandao's whole body was stiff at this time, his pupils began to dissipate. The golden arrow shot into his chest, which actually destroyed his heart. His last trace of energy protected his heart veins, and he survived, but his life was not long.

When the ministers saw Han Xuandao coming out, several people wanted to go up and see it, but most of Han Xuandao's old ministers stood still and did not move forward when they saw Han Xuandao's obvious death.

The showdown between Han Xuandao and Han Mo has been divided into results. If nothing unexpected happens, the future world of the Great Yan Kingdom may be under Han Mo's control. At this time, the first thought in the minds of many ministers was to try their best to separate their relationship with Han Xuandao so as not to settle the score by Han Moqiu, and they would also get close to Han Xuandao.

More than a dozen ministers were going to see him, but when they saw most of the ministers remained unmoved, five or six ministers stopped, and the remaining few people rushed forward quickly, but saw Han Bin saying coldly: "Don't come over!"

The ministers were stunned, but they all stopped and stopped passing.

Han Xuandao was lying on the cold ground, with rain marks on the ground. Although the autumn rain was getting smaller, it was still drizzling from the sky, hitting his somewhat deformed face. The blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth mixed with the rain, looking very strange.

Han Bin took off his coat and covered Han Xuandao's body.

Han Xuandao's eyes were open, looking at the drizzle floating in the sky. After a long time, his eyes turned around. When Han Bin saw Han Bin, Han Bin rushed into the hall. Although Han Xuandao was rescued, there were many tiles and stones falling at that time. There were already many flesh on his body, and even a blood hole was smashed on his forehead, and blood flowed down his face.

Looking at Han Bin, whose face was covered in blood and grief, Han Xuandao sighed lightly and said, "Let Xiaowu come here..."

He didn't speak loudly, but Han Mo had already heard it and frowned.

Han Bin raised his head and turned to Han Mo to look over, but did not speak.

Han Mo hesitated slightly, walked towards this side, three or four steps away, but stopped and said lightly: "What do you want to say?"

Han Xuandao turned his head with great difficulty, looked at Han Mo, and said slowly: "The ancestors planted trees and later took advantage of the cool air... Today's defeat is not the defeat of the Han clan... Your victory is the victory of the Han clan..."

Han Mo brows lightly, staring at Han Xuandao's eyes, but didn't say anything.

"I will bear the name of the traitor, and the Han tribe will be prosperous, and you will bear it..." Han Xuan said two words, and his heart began to be chaotic. The heart, which had been hurt by the golden arrow, suddenly felt extremely painful. Blood like water came from his mouth. Han Mo couldn't help but take two steps forward, slowly squatted down, and said lightly: "Do you know your fault?"

"What's wrong?" Han Xuandao's face showed a strange smile: "Without me... my butcher's knife, how can you come to Changping in the future? The winner... the winner is the king and the loser... the loser is just the enemy..." Speaking of this, Han Xuandao "Wow" sprayed out a blood column for the first time. The blood column fell to the ground and was quickly dispersed by the drizzle. He twitched violently twice, making a strange laugh, and then the laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes opened, and he died.

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Until two days later, the people in the capital were still talking about the collapse of the magnificent palace in the palace. Such sensational news naturally could not hide the well-informed people in the capital. But they really didn't understand what kind of power it would take to collapse the palace. Where did such power come from?

Only two days later, the people finally understood the reason.

The court issued a notice that His Majesty, the Emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, drove the dragon to the heavens two days ago, but at the time of the heavens, strange phenomena that have been rare throughout the ages occurred.

According to the announcement, after their Emperor's Majesty's funeral, the dragon's body suddenly became a golden dragon, and the golden dragon ascended to the sky, which led to the collapse of the Qianxin Palace.

When the people were sad, they felt the prosperity of the destiny of Yan State. The true body of the golden dragon appeared in the Great Yan State. Then, under the sky, the Great Yan State was the real destiny.

The order in the capital was not in chaos. Although there were some turmoil, the Northwest General Han Mo was ordered by the Empress to lead all officials to stabilize the situation, which was very effective.

Afterwards, many news spread in the capital. For example, Han Xuandao had a strong ambition to cover the sky with one hand and was finally pacified by the Northwest General Han Mo. For example, Han Xuandao was cruel and imprisoned many officials headed by Dali Temple Minister Hu Xuexin and Minister of War Fan Yunao. Before they were rescued, the imprisonment place was burned by the remnants of Han Xuandao. The two giants of Hu Xuexin and Fan Yunao and many officials were buried in the sea of ​​fire. For example, Xiao Wanchang, the Minister of Justice, was assassinated by Han Xuandao's remnants one night.

Han Xuandao's crimes were angered by both the gods. After his unspeakable crimes were announced one by one, a group of courageous students gathered outside the Minister of Revenue's Mansion and set fire to the Minister of Revenue's Mansion, which once caused a brief chaos in the order in the capital. Although the matter soon subsided, the traitor Han Xuandao's reputation will be infamous for thousands of years.

As for the Northwest General Han Mo, who traveled thousands of miles to eliminate evil, even more, destroyed relatives for justice. The official awarded him very high, and there were also discussions among the market.

...

Han Mo, who was thunderous and decisive, quickly stabilized the order in the capital with Han Shu's will. Many officials who were imprisoned or dismissed by Han Xuandao but had the ability to govern the country were restored to their posts.

The situation where the Han clan of the court was dominant has not changed. Han Xuandao worked hard to manage and the situation of Han officials all over the government and the country continued. However, Han Xuandao spent countless efforts to taste the fruits created by countless blood and fire.

In the hearts of the Korean officials, Han Xuandao is certainly the spokesperson of the Han family, but Han Xuandao is now gone, so Han Mo, who holds heavy power, naturally became the new leader of the Han tribe and a new important official of the Great Yan State.

The Han sect officials who were once loyal to Han Xuandao continued to be loyal to Han Mo without any psychological barriers. In order to attract Han Mo's attention, most of the officials worked very hard to do their own duties.

The trend of the court was still controlled by the Korean officials, and Han Mo naturally would not object to this situation. Although he knew in his heart that there were certainly many ignorant people among the Korean officials, he needed such a foundation to stabilize the Yan State in the current situation.

The autumn night was desolate, and Han Mo stood in Han Xuanchang's room, looking at Han Xuanchang who had no sense of any sense, and felt sad.

After Han Xuandao's death, Han Xuanchang naturally returned to the Minister of Rites' Mansion, and Mrs. Han, who was rescued by Hongxiu, also came back. However, when she saw Han Xuanchang becoming like this, Mrs. Han cried all day long.

After coming out of Han Xuanchang's room, Han Mo came to the back garden, while the second sect leader Han Zhengkun was sitting on a chair with a blanket covered with his body, staring at the already bare treetops in a daze.

Han Mo stood behind Han Zhengkun with his hands on his back. After a long time, he said: "The fourth brother has already returned to the East China Sea with his second uncle's body. But... Uncle Yin committed suicide last night and left me a letter to Liao before leaving...!" He said this, he paused slightly, pondered for a moment before saying: "The second sister gave birth to a princess, and now she is by my third brother's side, but I did not tell the second sister and third brother about this matter...!"

Han Zhengqian nodded slightly and said, "Han Yin has been following Xuan Dao since he was a child. Xuan Dao will go. He will go with him. That is a loyal servant... You have someone send Han Yin's body back to the East China Sea for burial!"

"Yes!" Han Mo said, pondering slightly, and finally asked again: "Dai Wang is not a royal family blood, and the second sister knows this now. The officials of the court have been discussing the candidate for the new monarch in the past two days... The situation inside and outside of Dayan has not stabilized, and the throne has been vacant for a long time, and there will be changes...!" He walked to Han Zhengkun, squatted down, held Han Zhengkun's hand, and whispered: "Grandpa, teach me!"

Han Zhengqian stared at Han Mo and said for a long time: "Child, the choice of the new king is not with you, not with me. You can ask Cao Xiu..."

Han Mo's brows tightened, and after a moment, he thought to himself and said with a smile: "The grandson understands!" He got up and said: "It's cold outside, go back to the house to rest!"

Han Zhengkun shook his head and said, "If a tree has prosperity, it will wither; if a country has prosperity, it will decline; and the same is true for a family...!" His eyes returned to the bare treetops and whispered: "Where do you go? Grandson, you must have a scale in your heart!"

"Grandson understands!"

"You go!" Han Zhengkun raised his hand and said, "I'm here alone to be quiet!"

Han Mo knew very well that this huge change within the Han family had caused a huge blow to the old man. He nodded slightly, reached out to tidy up Han Zhengkun's clothes, and then slowly left.

After walking for five or six steps, Han Zhengkun suddenly asked, "Are they really killed by Xuan Dao?"

Han Mo stopped and turned around, with a question on his face.

Han Zhengkun slowly turned his head, stared at Han Mo, and said, "Fan Yunao, Hu Xuexin...and Xiao Wanchang!"
Chapter completed!