Chapter 348 Like a Mirror

On April 21st, the battle was over. Except for He Ruosong who escaped due to his superior martial arts skills, all the spies from the Jin Kingdom in Baidi City were wiped out. The last glimmer of hope of the Black Ambiguous Taoist Society was shattered.

Internal evil and external enemies can be eliminated in one round. The unfinished battle in eastern Sichuan can actually be won in advance in ancient Kuizhou on this day.

Once victorious, the anti-golden alliance led by Lin Qian could be said to have been victorious all the way. From then on, there was no obstacle, and it was overwhelmingly approaching the short sword valley in northern Sichuan. Rumors of the Sichuan-Sichuan rebel army changing dynasties will obviously become more and more popular in the coming days and nights. I don’t know.

Su Jiangxue, the man who enforced dictatorship and ruled the Short Blade Valley for nearly ten years, what did he think after hearing Lin Qian's menacing attack? After reading the world, in three years, the world has been completely changed by Lin Qian and his supporters.

It is obvious that only Lin Qian can put an end to Su Xiangxue's decades-long experience of covering up the rain and clouds, covering the sky with one hand!

Three years, the crack in the sky. The three years of Qian's eastward expedition and the westward expedition were also the three years of Mo's incognito. Perhaps, for the sake of peace in the world, this blockade will last longer...

"Where does the Three Gorges go? Double cliffs build this gate. When you enter the sky, it looks like stone, and when you pass through the water, you suddenly see the roots of clouds."

How can you go to Kuizhou without reciting Du Fu's poems?

It’s a good saying: when you pass through the water, you will see cloud roots. If you hadn’t actually arrived in Qutang, you might not have discovered that cloud roots are an image created by the joint efforts of water vapor and rocks.

In the early morning, there is a reed in the forest, facing the Qutang natural moat, watching the confrontation between mountains and rivers.

The peaks and mountains whose roots are bound by the water still rush thousands of feet high until they reach the sky. The rivers whose water is choked by the mountains still surge thousands of miles away until they reach the sea.

Just like him, Lin Mo, who once deprived Lin Qian of his fortune, but was cut down by Lin Qian in his life.

That dangerous but heroic life must have been what Mo had dreamed of once, but unfortunately, due to fate, it could only be given to one person, Qian...

"Senior Brother Feng, if I hadn't experienced Qutang personally, I'd probably never understand in my lifetime how thrilling this 'southwest ravine is, with a powerful enemy on two cliffs'." Mo closed his eyes and calmly settled in the coldness of the mountain.

In the boiling water, you can vaguely feel the wars of the past. In the air, it seems that there is blood from various dynasties and various ingredients.

Feng Mingjian was standing on the raft next to him, half-understanding. Lin Mo's elegance that did not belong to Zhengren had made everyone, including his father Lin Chujiang, hesitate to entrust him with the great task of pacifying the Short Knife Valley.

Give him the inheritance. Fortunately, everything turned around because of Lin Qian's reappearance. Almost everyone felt that Lin Qian could complete all the wars that Lin Mo could not complete. Lin Qian was the worthy master of the Drinking Hate Knife, and he was bound to be the master.

The one who finally dominates the world...

However, now that we are only one step away from the "final", the incident in Short Knife Valley is imminent. Will Lin Qian, who will lead the heroes to eradicate Su Jiangxue, have to face such a sudden... enemy? Test? Obstacle?

"Has he been here before?" Lin Mo asked, interrupting Feng Mingjian's thoughts. Feng Mingjian calmed down and obviously knew that this "him" was referring to Lin Qian. Feng Mingjian looked serious.

Nodding: "Last July, my lord led us here to defeat the Jin people. That battle was the 'foundation battle' of the anti-Jin alliance. The victory was extensive and very meaningful..."

"Has he experienced many dangers?"

"Dangerous? Of course it is dangerous..." Feng Mingjian was startled and sighed, "This alliance was still in disarray when he took over. How can it be so simple to reach this point... My lord, he has paid a lot..."

"Two months ago, there was a dangerous situation that put his life in danger?" Mo asked in a semi-inquiry tone.

"Is your life in danger?" Feng Mingjian was startled, "Two months ago? Ah... the time when Jin Beiqian worked together? The Lord did suffer a fatal knife wound in order to save Yang Songxian and Young Master Yang. However, Chuan

Yu, you actually know?"

"I'm a compatriot with a natural telepathy. When he was seriously injured in battle and his life was in danger, you may not know that I could feel the sudden exhaustion from thousands of miles away, but it was tied to thousands of miles away.

The feeling of never dying or giving up..." Mo smiled and suddenly sighed, "Three years ago, if it hadn't been for his appearance, the person you call your lord now would have experienced countless turbulent lives and deaths.

, it should be me..."

Telepathy... In this way, Lin Qian guards all his subordinates in various places, follows all the generals who conquer the north and south, Lin Qian's sworn brothers, right-hand man, confidante, and countless enemies with their own unique skills, right?

More than once, even often, I broke into Mo's dream...

After all, Feng Mingjian had followed Lin Chujiang for many years and was familiar with the origin of Lin Mo's hypothesis. Wasn't it Zhu Mengchang's "Lord"...

"Kuan Yu..." Feng Mingjian sighed, "Kuan Yu, I just hope you don't take Meng Chang's words to heart. He is a martial artist and doesn't understand anything..."

"Senior Brother Feng." Mo interrupted him coldly, "I know what you are going to say. Don't worry, I will not hinder him. Now that his career is at its peak, there are countless people who want to pave the way for him. If I really

If you have the heart, at this moment, I won’t be standing here with Senior Brother Feng, but it is very likely that I am already raising my own power."

Feng Mingjian was speechless for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Kuan Yu, the revenge plan that you have been waiting for for many years is finally coming true. None of us want to cause trouble or let you be used by people with ulterior motives..." Although Feng Mingjian knew that

, Lin Qian may not be afraid of Lin Mo, but he is afraid of Feng Mingjian...

"Senior Brother Feng, why should you deceive yourself? Many things won't happen if you don't want to. In fact, those who want to deal with him have already been looking for me one after another, trying to insinuate me." Mo chuckled, "Look.

The people who have beaten me include your so-called great enemy Su Jiangxue, your long-time rivals in the top ten of the Jin Kingdom, and there are even some people you could not have expected."

Feng Mingjian couldn't help but shudder as he thought about the seriousness of the situation.

"Everyone, because they can't grasp his weakness, can only place their hope on me..." Mo sighed, "Do you know why I came to Baidi City from Jiankang to save the old man? Because Huang, who is the third in Jinnan,

Crane went and wrote a secret letter to my mother. He argued that he was both He Ruosong's cold friend and the old man's former disciple. It would be a mistake to rescue him or not, so he had to write to my mother to ask her to come.

So that he, Huang He, could stay out of the matter... But, in the final analysis, who can know that Huang He went to attract my mother, not to attract me? If he attracts me, even if it cannot dampen Lin Qian's spirit, it can also

It must have affected Lin Qian’s state of mind.”

"It turns out that this rescue is also related to Huang He, who is the third in Jinnan? No wonder you have so many people." Feng Mingjian's face turned pale, "I will definitely sum up the experience of this battle!"

"Senior Brother Feng still likes to sum up experience as before." Lin Mo smiled slightly and suddenly sighed, "That old man has no regrets in this life. All his disciples who are still alive have not forgotten their teacher and participated in this

A rescue. My mother, Huang Hequ, Yumen Pass, Helan Mountain..."

"Except for that ruthless Leng Bingbing! We are both old disciples, but they are so bloodless!" Feng Mingjian was filled with indignation, "This is the second time she has been captured by us. I don't know if it is possible to turn back. If she doesn't turn back,

I will kill her immediately!"

"It's a matter of Leng Bingbing, it's better not to kill him directly. Let Lin Qian deal with it." Mo said lightly, turned around, and suddenly at this unpredictable moment, he seriously asked Feng Mingjian: "

By the way, Alliance Leader, has she grown taller?"

"?" Feng Mingjian was stunned, "The leader of the alliance... she..."

The coldness on Mo's face slowly disappeared, and the smile was very kind, kind but light: "Yinhen Dao, Lin Qian, should be taking good care of her now, right?"

"Leader, I'm afraid she will marry my lord in a while." Feng Mingjian secretly tried to block Lin Mo's feelings.

"Married?" Mo murmured, and after thinking about it, he understood Feng Mingjian's thoughts and laughed, "But I still remember that sometimes she is as cute as a child. She hasn't grown up yet, how can she do it?

A wife." Seeing that Feng Mingjian didn't answer, Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said seriously, "However, I understand that it doesn't matter whether we are married or not. The important thing is that no one can be missing from Lin Qian's side.

Because she is Lin Nianxi, a unique woman who can spend this life with Lin Qian."

"Kuan Yu, do you still miss her?" Feng Mingjian asked softly.

"After all, the name Lin Qian belonged to me in the past..." When Mo Dafei asked, Feng Mingjian's expression changed.

Mo said that the name Lin Qian belonged to him in the past. He seemed to be answering Feng Mingjian: The Yinhen Knife should have belonged to him, and Lin Nianxi should have belonged to him...

"When I was fifteen years old, I saw her for the first time. She was thirteen years old. She was a half-covered Dali girl. I didn't have a particularly deep impression on her. I only remembered that she had a strange fragrance on her body. I didn't know it until later.

It's the fragrance of hibiscus. No matter how far away you are, you can smell it. Even after many years, you can still remember it. It's a pity that my fiancée and I just met briefly at a martial arts competition... After that meeting, my father

Immediately send me to the Kingdom of Jin for training." Lin Mo recalled with a sigh, "A few years later, I heard in the Kingdom of Jin that there was a competition ranking in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the first place was a woman. I thought, this

The woman is not the 'Feng Xiao Yin' who is a pseudonym as soon as heard in the rumors, but she is simply thinking about the past, because there are not many women in the world who can compete with a group of men for honor and strength..."

Feng Mingjian was stunned for a moment. Maybe, maybe, the person who knows Lin Qian best in the world is Lin Mo, because of telepathy; the person who knows the alliance leader best is Lin Mo, because the first love is unrequited. Helplessly, life with Lin Qian is like a mirror.

, the old friendship with the alliance leader is like smoke...

"Later, when I finally came back, everything changed. Lin Qian, who had been missing for many years, reappeared in the world, the Yinhen knife became his, and Nian Xi... became his fiancée." Lin Mo sighed softly,

"God must be playing tricks on me. The first moment I returned to Jiankang, I saw Lin Qian and her at the same time. At the first moment, I wholeheartedly believed that she was really Nian Xi. Not many women,

When she was overwhelmed by others, there was no sign of surrender on her face. She was stubborn and simple, just like her. In the following contacts, I had to discover and convince myself that her heart had long been tied to

Lin Qian no longer had a trace of attachment to me in the past. So afterwards, I never disturbed their lives again...but occasionally I couldn't help but inquire and pursue them, because their lives,

Originally belonged to me... She was Lin Nianxi in every battle. If you knew Nianxi well, you would have already seen that 'Feng Xiaoyin' is not her real name. She is likely to be in every battle.

Taking the lead, she may have been injured and still pretended to be brave. She may also have wanted to smile happily when others praised her as a heroine, but she was hypocritical and refused to smile..."

"Kuan Yu." Feng Mingjian saw how sad and intoxicated he was talking, and couldn't bear to interrupt him, "Kuan Yu, I understand, you care."

"What's the use of caring about it? I gave him the Drinking Hate Knife, and Nian Xi no longer belongs to me. There has long been nothing in this world worthy of my nostalgia." Lin Mo pulled away from the memories and returned to indifference, "Senior Brother Feng, I

Although I am sorry, I have no intention of taking back all this. Unless Lin Qian himself does not want to drink the knife of hatred, and does not want to remember the past."

"Then... I will believe Kawayu's words for the time being. I believe that Kawayu will not agree to an outsider to deal with his biological brother just for the sake of a woman or the Drinking Hate Knife..." Feng Mingjian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Feng, those people asked me why I would rather be barren than glorious." Mo smiled calmly, "Why? Isn't it because the two cliffs of Qutang Gorge are so barren that not even a blade of grass can grow on them, so much of their splendor has been eroded?

?”

The two cliffs of Qutang are the characteristics of Mo Mo's life. They are desolate but colorful. However, with Feng Mingjian's qualifications and experience, he may not understand this sentence. Looking at Feng Mingjian's confused face, Mo suddenly felt sad:

Feng Mingjian, besides being confused, also had a hint of relief hidden in his expression. Of course he was relieved. He was convinced that Mo's promise was true.

Yes, Brother Feng, "Although I regret it, I have no intention of taking it back." A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

However, there is a contingency. "Unless Lin Qian himself does not want to drink the knife of hatred, and does not want to remember the past."
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