flstandardbreds Chapter 315 The Disabled Prince's Substitute Princess 28
Chapter 315 The Disabled Prince's Substitute Princess 28
Mo Yang came out of Beidaying at dusk.
The generals in the military camp wanted him to stay for a few more days, but Mo Yang was worried about Hongxuan in the mansion, so he only agreed to stay in the military camp for a few days after some time.
Yan Feng was worried about Mo Yang, so after explaining the things he was doing, he followed him all the way back home.
He knew a little bit about Mo Yuan's character. Mo Yang slapped him in the face so blatantly, Yan Feng was afraid that Mo Yuan would do something bad to Mo Yang.
On a mountain road about a quarter of an hour away from Shengjing City, the two met Mo Yuan, who was leading the Imperial Guards.
Mo Yuan was riding a tall reddish-brown horse at the front of the team. After seeing Mo Yang, the royal guards behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Mo Yuan in the center, each of them ready for battle as if they were injected with chicken blood.
The setting sun was blood red, and the red light reflected on the disparity in the number of people and horses on both sides. It was like a quiet bystander, waiting for the outcome of the confrontation between the two sides without saying a word.
Mo Yuan's right hand was injured, and his grip on the sword was a little unsteady, but when he saw Mo Yang, his first reaction was to draw out his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at a person not far away who had a nonchalant look on his face and a half-smile on his face.
"Do you still want to fight me?" Mo Yang curled his lips and said, "Don't say that your hands are broken now. Even if I give you another pair of hands, you can't beat me."
"Mo Yang, why do you have to force me everywhere? If you are content to be a half-crippled prince, I won't necessarily kill you."
After saying this, not only Mo Yang would not believe it, I'm afraid even Mo Yuan himself wouldn't believe it.
Mo Yang has been extremely talented since he was young, and wherever he is, he always attracts everyone's attention.
He was the most loved by the previous emperor and the most respected by the people. He was invincible on the battlefield and never defeated, making him a feared existence for the enemy soldiers.
Mo Yang easily possessed something that Mo Yuan would never have in his entire life.
No matter how hard Mo Yuan tried, he could never win and could never get the look that others gave Mo Yang.
Mo Yuan is seven years older than Mo Yang. When Mo Yang was not around, everything was fine.
It was because of this person that Mo Yuan suddenly seemed to have turned into a useless person who was not good enough at anything.
How could he not hate?
If there is a chance, Mo Yuan will never let Mo Yang hang around in front of him!
"I'll give you a chance."
The horse under Mo Yang moved its front hooves impatiently. Mo Yang pulled the reins and patted its neck twice soothingly.
"I won't hide if you give me one arrow to kill me."
Hearing this, Yan Feng, who was standing behind him, raised his foot and kicked the horse in front of him, "You'd better be sane."
Mo Yang smiled at Yan Feng, gave him a reassuring look, and turned to look at Mo Yuan, "Everything should be fair. I should also have an arrow. I won't kill you, but if you are afraid and dodge, you lose."
"Humph!" Mo Yuan sneered, "How do I know if you will kill me? How do I know you won't hide?"
"If I hide, I lose. If I don't hide, I'll lose your life."
Mo Yang shook his head. "Brother, no matter how you look at it, I am the one who suffers the loss, right? You can't even afford this little risk? What's more, I always keep my word."
Mo Yuan's brows were tense and his heart was slightly moved.
As Mo Yang said, this bet would make Mo Yang lose no matter how you look at it, but how could Mo Yang be the kind of person who would suffer losses?
He didn't know what other tricks Mo Yang had up his sleeve, nor could he figure out where this man got the confidence that he couldn't kill him.
"How about it?" Mo Yang raised his chin towards him, "You only have one chance. If you don't dare, I'll leave now."
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Mo Yuan snorted and laughed, "Mo Yang, I'm still here, do you want to leave whenever you want?"
"Then come on." Mo Yang waved his hand and signaled Yan Feng with his eyes to throw him a bow and arrow.
Yan Feng had no way to deal with this guy. He had to cooperate with him even though he saw him making trouble.
"Think about your newly married princess," Yan Feng said speechlessly, "Mo Yang, don't let him become a widow at such a young age."
"Why do you always say unlucky things?" Mo Yang glanced at him, "Hongxuan and I will live a long life."
Yan Feng curled his lips and looked at the person next to him who looked down on him, and rubbed his forehead helplessly.
Is he just looking for trouble and saying something unlucky?
It was obvious that this person was bored and had to make a life-threatening bet with Mo Yuan!
This person still looks innocent and has no self-awareness at all, and he still has the nerve to despise him? I really don’t know what’s in Mo Yang’s mind!
He was too tired to complain, but Yan Feng still threw him a bow and arrow.
At the same time, Mo Yuan also clenched a bow in his hand, his eyes always fixed on Mo Yang's every move.
"Yan Feng," Mo Yang pointed to the sycamore tree above his head in front of him on the right, "Please take the trouble to pick a leaf. We will use the leaf falling to the ground as a signal to prevent cheating."
"It's hard to say if it's cheating, but there's one person who's asking for death."
Mo Yang didn't even look at him, just curled his lips and smiled, pulling the bow with both hands.
Yan Feng glanced at the place where Mo Yang had just pointed with a dark face, scanned the area, and loudly instructed, "Hold the bow firmly in your hand, and be more alert."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, drew his sword from his waist, and swept it forward.
The sycamore leaf that Mo Yang had just pointed at in front of his right hand side fell lightly and gracefully like a kite whose string had suddenly broken.
A second before the leaves touched the ground, Mo Yuan's eyes slightly opened, and his originally tense hands suddenly loosened, and a feather arrow rushed towards Mo Yang's forehead with ferocity.
Mo Yang pretended not to see it and concentrated on waiting for the leaf to fall to the ground.
Boom——
A dull sound, or perhaps two,
At the same time when Mo Yang let go and shot the feather arrow, the feather arrow shot by Mo Yuan was less than an inch in front of Mo Yang's eyes. Suddenly, it seemed to be hit by something, rushed to the side, and fell to the ground with a plop.
Behind him, Yan Feng was about to raise his sword, but he didn't have time to make a move.
He cursed inwardly and then put the sword he had just drawn back into the scabbard.
As for Mo Yuan, seeing Mo Yang's arrow flying straight towards his left eye, he didn't even have time to draw his sword to block it, so he could only hurriedly dodge sideways.
"You are cheating!" Mo Yuan saw from the corner of his eye that Mo Yang was intact and scolded him angrily.
Mo Yang spread his hands and said, "I did everything I just said. You shot the arrow first and then dodged it by leaning sideways. I am not dead yet. I lost completely."
"you--"
Mo Yuan looked at the arrow that he had released but was knocked down by something, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You brought someone with you?"
Mo Yang obviously didn't have a spare hand to clear the arrow for himself, and Yan Feng didn't have time to take action.
Mo Yuan didn't think of it before because he didn't sense the presence of other people nearby, but just now, it was clear that someone else had taken action. Not only that, the martial arts of that person was even better than his.
"No, I've been following Yan Feng." Mo Yang smiled and turned his head to reply.
Yan Feng looked at his expression, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he had a bad feeling -
"But my Hongxuan has always been very attached to me." As expected, Mo Yang was waiting for him to ask, "If he is worried, it is not impossible that he sent some people to protect me."