Gongsun Wuji stopped talking.

If you can't win, something big will really happen.

The reason is very simple.

How did this battle start? Let’s trace the root cause.

Anyone who is involved in this matter will suffer. Whoever has the greatest suspicion will die the fastest.

Even if you do nothing, it will be of no help.

The most important thing is who will take the blame.

How many years have you been working hard and haven’t suffered such a tragic defeat?

In the past, Qin Mo came out to find a repair, but now?

Who can stand up and make such a sigh for the big shot?

Looking around, the old man is too old, and the young man lacks experience.

Those with ability need to guard the place and move the whole body.

For the first time, he felt that the territory was too large, and it might not be a good thing.

It’s like a child swinging a sledgehammer, not hurting the enemy, but instead hurting himself first.

"Don't be too anxious, the boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge." Gongsun Wuji said: "If it really reaches that step, I can understand whatever you do!"

Li Xin looked at him deeply, "Thank you uncle."

On that day, after the duty was over, Li Xin dragged his tired body back to the mansion.

His favorite thing now is to have dinner with his wife and children, and reunite with his family, which is better than anything else.

Children are sensible and wives are virtuous.

Li Xin asked himself, even if he escaped from the big fight, where can he escape?

This world seems to be under the control of Dagan and Ming Dynasty.

He was unwilling to betray his big deal, and he was even more unwilling to join the Ming Dynasty to hurt his father at this time.

No one knows his inner entanglement and anxiety.

That night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He gently got off the bed. The moon was bright outside and the stars were sparse, and there was no one around. He felt lonely.

I sat in the pavilion for a long time.

Just then, a slight sound of breaking through the air came.

Whoosh!

Following an arrow, he impartially pierced the pillars of the pavilion.

This voice woke Li Xin in a daze.

He stood up suddenly, looked around, then determined the source of the sound, and hurried over.

The arrows were still trembling and making a buzzing sound.

There was something tied to the tail of the arrow.

Li Xin was shocked. Who is it so late?

He looked around, gritted his teeth, took off the arrow, and took apart the thing at the tail of the arrow. It was a note.

The word "was short", but Li Xin was full of coldness, "Brother, are you afraid?"

In just six words, it looks particularly strange under the moonlight.

Who is it?

Who is it?

There are not many people who call him this, but who else can there be except those brothers?

He quickly glanced past the others in his mind, and was finally eliminated. He carefully observed the handwriting in the moonlight and couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath, "This is... Lao Ba's handwriting!"

The Bachelor hasn't...

Li Xin was crazy, and he was wandering around the mansion like crazy, trying to find him.

After a long time, he calmed down, "Is Lao Ba right to say so? Or is there someone doing bad things under his name?"

The first thing he thought of was to show Li Shilong this note, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.

Not to mention whether he believes it or not, it is likely that he will feel that he is confusing the public and making things that are already complicated more complicated.

After all, Li Yue is already dead. Unlike Li Zhi, Li Yue is really dead.

"Did Qin Mo let him go?" Li Xin was stunned when he thought of this possibility, "Yes, they have been playing together since childhood, and they have to wear the same pair of pants, even if the eighth brother behind did the wrong thing. .

But Qin Mo values ​​love and friendship so much that he can even let the fourth brother go, why can't the eighth brother let the eighth brother go?

That's right, the one who died is not the Bachelor!"

He thought of something he knew accidentally, that was that after Li Yue failed to launch the palace, he was imprisoned in the East Palace.

Although it was said to the outside world that the remnants of Northwest slaves were injured when they rushed to the palace, he knew it was not.

"It was Qin Mo who deliberately let Lao Ba run away and asked Lao Ba to come and do a big disaster?" Li Xin frowned, indescribable entanglement in his heart.

"It shouldn't be. Qin Mo is not that kind of person. He doesn't do anything harmful to himself, so how could he let the eighth brothers harm him?

It is very likely that Lao Ba went back on his word, or that someone used Lao Ba's hand to lie... "

He thought it was the latter, but he also felt that Qin Mo could not take ruthless action.

Anyway, this matter has become more and more complicated.

"Wait, if it is really Lao Ba, then A Si is assassinated, it would be reasonable." Li Xin analyzed: "Lao Ba has been the prince for so long. Since he has the intention to rebel, he must do it early. After preparation, many people were arranged in the palace.

But why did he spread rumors about me?

Is it to revenge on the Supreme Emperor?"

Thinking of this, he felt that he had discovered the truth.

If this is true, then he has to find a way to lead this guy out.

However, you cannot alarm the snake. Once you alarm the snake, the other party will hide.

After so long, no clues were found. If you are hiding, you won’t know when the next time will be.

If you are not afraid of the enemy coming out, you are afraid of the enemy not coming out.

Li Xin took a deep breath, but his heart was not as uneasy as before.

He returned to the room and just lay down, Lin Rong hugged him, "Awakened by the nightmare again?"

"No, I just feel a little stuffy in the room, so I feel so angry when I go out!" Li Xin said with a smile: "Don't think too much, it's still early, continue to go to bed!"

Lin Rong didn't say anything, but used practical actions to help him relieve the pressure, "Langjun, let's have more children..."

......

For two consecutive days, every late at night, he sat in the pavilion waiting, but waited around but didn't wait.

This made Li Xin a little bored.

Until the third day, another urgent report came from the Western Regions. When the Supreme Emperor heard the news, he vomited blood in his mouth and fell into a coma.

Li Xin was shocked and hurried into the palace, only to find that the palace had been martial law.

Fortunately, as the assistant minister, he was still able to enter.

The other five people have arrived.

Asi was also beside him, holding Li Shilong's hand tightly.

Li Shilong's face was pale, "Li Sixun misled me!"

"Uncle Supreme, the army has been half lost now. Let's go back to defend the celestial phenomena. We don't want Dashi anymore. As long as we guard the pass, we will be able to fight back sooner or later!" Gongsun Wuji knelt on the ground and begged: "I know, the Uncle Supreme can't swallow it." This tone was so powerful that if the Ming thief continued to fight and beat the rest of the people, the Ming thief would be completely unable to stop it.

The celestial phenomena, Dashi, Yuezhi, and even the Southern Fan are all within the attack range of the Ming thieves.

If you throw away the big stone, the lightest loss is. With Yuezhi as a barrier, you will definitely be able to keep the Ming thief out!"
Chapter completed!