It’s inevitable to win

Lin Qian was startled, and suddenly remembered the nail she gave Luo Zhiyan before jumping off the ship, and the dagger Wang Baoer stabbed into his chest with all his strength last night. At that time, he was still confused, but suddenly he understood everything.

"Is there an antidote?" When he asked, he was mentally prepared that one person would have to die between him and Luo Zhiyan.

"The poison of Yin-Yang lock, as the name suggests, one yin and one yang, pull each other, and what you said before about 'one decreases and the other increases' is also correct. The poisoned person will feel the muscles and veins are locked, and if one side is comfortable, the other side will be affected.

, one side is completely loosened and the other side is completely tightened, and only when one side dies can the other side be freed. Those with Yang poison are easily irritable, while those with Yin poison are easily negative. The latter suffers even more, and may not be able to move. Like before

Lan Yuhong, and Luo Zhiyan, who is probably bedridden now. However, once Fan Jing gives him medicine to suppress and make him feel more comfortable, it will be you, Lin Qian, who will suffer." She said, "Unfortunately, now, they

No one knows that you are Luo Zhiyan’s enemy."

"Is there really no antidote?" He reluctantly asked, already sweating profusely after a while.

"If there is a boy and a girl, there will be one. Your father and your mother are probably like this." She looked at him with a smile on her lips, "Luo Zhiyan came by accident. Luo Qingyi almost became your antidote.

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"You...!" He was furious. It seemed that he was really under the control of the Yin-Yang Lock. He was so furious that he wanted to kill someone immediately to relieve the pain. But considering that he and Luo Zhiyan were going through the same trade now, he couldn't let it out at will. He was just strong.

Holding back his anger, his wrists suddenly tightened a little tighter, his heart hurt violently, and he fell to the ground.

"Lin Qian, after all the tricks have been exhausted and you have defeated everyone, don't you still die yourself?" She sighed, walked to him, and said in a victorious tone, "After all, you are the prince's opponent, but you died with me."

"I'm still alive, help me up." His calm tone was commanding, and his majestic eyes taught her not to stare.

She was naturally shocked. The ridicule just now suddenly turned into self-humiliation. She listened to this order like a demon and helped him stand up submissively. She didn't know if it was the person who frightened him or his hatred knife...

"Perish together? You are wrong, I will not kill you, otherwise you would have drowned in the Wei River." He smiled, and she was immediately shocked, shocked and confused.

She wanted to help him go south, but he insisted on going north: "I want to meet someone when I go over this mountain."

"You...don't you go back to find Luo Zhiyan to detoxify you?" She was startled and puzzled, "I am just a dispensable person. You are the master of the Southern Song Dynasty, why don't you cherish your life?"

"You don't have to think that you are dispensable. I will definitely keep you alive. Not only will I not kill you, I will even ask you to live. Wanyan Yonglian no longer needs you, but I, Lin Qian, will still use you." He smiled, bowed his head to her,

"There is something I forgot to tell you just now. Luo Yuankong's replacement has been waiting for you for a long time. It is you, Chu Fengxue!"

"Is this the reason for saving me?" She was shocked by his courage, and was suddenly marked by him as "Chu Fengxue", like a sudden bright light in the dark night that made her dizzy, "But...I

Why should I be used by you?!" After regaining his composure, he smiled coldly: "Use Silver Moon to replace Luo Yuankong?! Don't you think this idea is too ridiculous?"

"Luo Yuankong's original idea was to die with you before he died, but he didn't expect that you were Chu Tiankuo's daughter." Lin Qian whispered solemnly, "Your father Chu Tiankuo, he didn't drop gold.

He was killed by the spies of the Southern Song Dynasty. Like Sun Changlin and Luo Yuankong, he was part of the Southern Song Dynasty spy group. You may not be able to imagine that two of the three masters of the 'Kings of Chu and Sun' were skilled craftsmen."

Chu Fengxue was shocked: "My father...is actually one of yours...?"

Lin Qian nodded, was supported by her and walked a few steps, and said: "Not many people know about these things, but with the 'rising moon on the sea', we can naturally find clues: the owner of the village, 'War Wolf', discovered it before you."

Knowing that there were spies in Xianzhuang who decided to eliminate them, the scope had been set between Chu Tiankuo and Sun Changlin. In order to save Sun Changlin, Chu Tiankuo sacrificed himself and deliberately exposed himself to the "War Wolf", and the "War Wolf" took him

Killed and passed the murderer to the so-called Southern Song Dynasty spy. This was the plan of 'Wolf Warrior'. He killed a person and said that this person was killed by his own organization."

"You have learned a lesson. If Pusan ​​and I kill Po Jun and say that Po Jun was killed by you, Lin Qian, the Jin Army will be greatly morale-boosted and the Song Army will be defeated." Chu Fengxue nodded, "But Luoyuan

How could Sora know so clearly?"

"Although Luo Yuankong lacked qualifications at the time, he was already an outstanding craftsman. His only regret in this life is that he never investigated the identity and whereabouts of the 'Wolf Warrior'." Lin Qian sighed and said, "About Chu

Tiankuo is also evidence of careful work. There are some relics left by Sun Changlin to Sun Jixiao. You can go and trace them to Sun Jixiao."

"I'll give you a five-point belief in these words first. I'll give you an answer after I've verified them clearly and thought them over carefully." Chu Fengxue said seriously. Seeing him getting weaker and weaker, she knew that Luo Zhiyan must be very comfortable now.

, "The premise is... you have to live."

"I want to see how powerful your yin-yang lock is." He smiled fearlessly.

We supported each other through the hardships over the mountains and ridges, and it no longer mattered whether we were friends or foes.

The important thing is that she can't stay away from him. As an enemy, she is a prisoner of war, and as a friend, she is considered his subordinate. Of course he is not afraid of her harming him. In fact, she has always been his subordinate.

No wonder he didn't kill her but wanted to catch her in the palm of his hand, because he wanted her to be used by him. Wanyan Yonglian would have thought that Yin Yue, whom he cultivated, would one day be considered by the enemy as a failed successor? Who would have thought that Lin Qian

After catching the gangrenous Silver Moon attached to her bones, she actually tried to transform her into Luo Yuankong to fight back!

Delusion. To be honest, her heart was shocked when she heard Lin Qian's words, "It's you who will take the responsibility." She never expected that he would say such a shocking sentence and think of such a once-in-a-lifetime idea.

It is true that her ten-year stance and beliefs cannot change so quickly, but the foundation of her stance and beliefs has been ruthlessly uprooted by him. This may not be a delusion.

She knew that he had absolute confidence, otherwise he would not have remained calm despite Po Jun's death so early. When he heard her emphasize that the Valley of Death was the "Valley of Noisy Wind", he once showed a hint of insight.

Knowing that it was possible for her to change her stance, she destroyed the only foundation that allowed her to serve the Jin Dynasty despite being a Song person - her father's legacy.

For reasons of private and public, no matter how cold and sober she was, he hit the nail on the head: her father was actually a spy of the Southern Song Dynasty.

It turns out that it’s not that the predecessors took the wrong path, but that the descendants have lost track of their predecessors...

For two days and nights, she watched his poisoning getting deeper and deeper but never refused to vent once. She wanted to persuade him to return to Songying immediately for treatment, so she smiled and said: "I originally thought that the lord should be safe and sound in the rear, waiting.

The intelligence sent back by the agents will then be used to make plans. Although the lives of the generals and the lives of the people are extremely important, the life of the lord is the most important. In times of crisis, everyone should live for him.

Die for him..."

"You still think that as for the lives of the craftsmen, they are not worth mentioning and can be sacrificed casually." Resting in the mountain pavilion, he naturally knew what she was thinking and followed her words.

"Isn't it?" She sighed, sharing dry food with him, and said, "It has been twenty years since my father died, and he has not been recognized as one of yours... But I also know that the detailed organization is intricate and intricate.

, openly admitting will only sacrifice more people. But this is meticulous work, knowing that it is insignificant, knowing that there may not even be a tombstone after death, knowing that you have to deceive the people around you and live a life that is not yourself...

There is no hesitation. Naturally, you don’t understand the feeling of working carefully.”

"How could you not understand? When I first entered the world, I had the same identity as you. As a craftsman, I never insist on it for the sake of achievement, and I definitely don't do it for the sake of results. Even at that time, my home country was not yet

You understand me, but I feel it’s worth it.” He smiled and shook his head, recalling.

"I often hear that you have a complicated experience, but you have also done detailed work..." Chu Fengxue's expression changed slightly.

"It wasn't until I became a lord that I realized that I had lost the magnanimity of craftsmanship. Although craftsmanship is difficult and dangerous, at least it values ​​life. The lord often has no control over his own actions. In order to take care of the overall situation, he must ruthlessly ignore life and death and kill groups after groups.

Enemies who are responsible for their own people one after another... However, you should also understand that the person who regards the lives of too many people as if they are nothing, is actually his own life that is truly nothing." Who wants to have blood on his hands?

, In this troubled world, some people must go to hell.

She was startled and lowered her head: "As the master of the game, I have also controlled the lives and deaths of too many people." She actually also knew that in a game of chess, not only the opponent's piece is captured, but also the person holding the piece himself.

So after the game was over, she no longer had the heart.

"I am not what you call the God of Death." He said with emotion. He wasted his life for the sake of his mission.

"Then why don't you kill Luo Zhiyan again for the sake of the overall situation?" She changed the topic to the beginning, "How could such a dignified lord end up like this?!"

"Fan Jing is a miracle doctor, I believe he can save Luo Zhiyan." There was a trace of compassion in his eyes.

"You believe in yourself more and believe that you can defeat this yin and yang lock." She speculated.

"Why give up when you are sure of something?" He smiled, noncommittal, but arrogant.

"How could the toxicity of the Yin-Yang Lock be different because of you, Lin Qian?" She stood up angrily and glared at him fiercely, "The prince was just like you when he was young, and he also liked to go against the will of heaven. But even if he is the prince, he is still a loser.

Given God's will? His life was taken away alive by a spy sent by the Southern Song Dynasty!"

His expression condensed: "Wanyan Yonglian, I'm afraid he doesn't completely hate the spy group of the Southern Song Dynasty." It was impossible for him not to think of Yin'er. He knew that now he intended to transform Yin Yue because Yin Yue's ideal in the first half of his life was

It was crooked and untenable, but Yin Yue seemed to be touched. He believed that Yin Yue would be touched, so wouldn't Yin'er be the same? He was wrong in the first half of his life.

However, people are different after all. Yinyue is more often calm and rational, using a complex mentality to occupy a simple life experience. But Yin'er is emotional and has a simple mentality but takes responsibility.
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