As the supreme commander of the army, King Feng was very familiar with the grain sketch, and he recognized at a glance what this thing recorded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where did you get this?" asked King Feng with a solemn face.

Mo Xuan went through the matter one by one, and King Feng's face became more and more ugly the more he listened.

"I actually handed over the grain sketch to the enemy's country, but fortunately they were careless, and even let a few wine bags and rice bags take advantage of this experience, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. After hearing the whole thing, King Feng was angry and rejoicing.

"Most of this matter is inseparable from the surname Zhen, and I will definitely investigate it when I go back. King Feng snorted coldly, there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, and the temperature around him rose out of thin air.

Powerful monks, their mood will affect the celestial phenomena!

"With this grain sketch alone, your credit is immeasurable, after returning to the royal capital this time, I am afraid that you will cause an uproar, over the years, few people can make so many contributions at one time. Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was too depressing, King Feng put away the grain sketch and changed the topic.

"It doesn't matter, I hope that there will be no war in the future, and there will be no chance of meritorious service!" Mo Xuan said slowly, revealing a temperament that was completely different from others.

King Feng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mo Xuan carefully, as if he wanted to see that he was hypocritical.

However, all he saw was Mo Xuan's honest gaze, only his upright backbone.

King Feng realized that he had really met a talented and beautiful jade, who was not arrogant or impatient, highly perceptive, and resourceful, and was the only choice to become his successor.

King Feng has made up his mind that he must cultivate Mo Xuan well, because he can shelter this stormy dynasty from the wind and rain...... Not much!

Mo Xuan's words are all from the heart, he has been isolated from the world in the past, living in a paradise-like pure land, the fame and fortune in the world are not attractive to him at all, compared to merit, he cares more about meeting with his brothers, and more about the safety of the village and the well-being of the people.

This war touched him a lot, he saw many comrades-in-arms sacrificed, he saw in their eyes the longing for home, plus along the way, he saw so many broken villages, so the more he hated the war in his heart.

The general trend is like this, if you want to change, Mo Xuan has to work hard not a little bit, at present, he is not so ambitious, it would be good to be able to protect the village.

"Go back and prepare well, choose a day to return the class teacher, this battle has been fought for too long and too long!" King Feng leaned back in his chair and sighed lightly, looking tired.

As a powerful monk, he is far older than people in the same realm, because he has been running around all year round, and his mind is too badly damaged.

This dynasty can be said to be carried by him alone, he falls, and the dynasty is in danger!

Mo Xuan retired and left the tent, then returned to his barracks tent to pack some things.

On a low hill three miles away from the entire garrison, several monks looked coldly at the barracks.

"The hairy boy named Mo Xuan has made a great contribution this time, and he has been noticed by the old horseman of King Feng, and he has no chance to assassinate him. ”

"It would have been good to arrive a few days earlier, and now the grain sketch must have been given to the old horseman, and after the class master returns to the court, he will definitely take this opportunity to fight with the prime minister. ”

"Let's go, pass the news back, with the protection of the king, we have no chance to assassinate us. ”

……

The men whispered a few words and quickly left.

They are the monks of the Zhen family who went to Cloud City from the palace and came here from Cloud City.

Mo Xuan didn't know that he had secretly escaped, and after putting his things in the gift ring, he left the barracks and walked around slowly, probing his own situation while walking.

Now, after the book of war is completed, he has mastered the "Breaking the Cauldron and Sinking the Boat", and the grade of this art of war is far stronger than that of "Nan Ke Yimeng", so his military skills can be successfully transformed to the high-grade level of the Yellow Order.

However, although the requirements have been met, Mo Xuan's current practice has not yet transformed, because of the lack of Xuan power, the lack of Xuan Qi, that is, the lack of Xuan Shi.

With the most rubbish low-grade Xuanshi alone, the scale of the quantity was probably extremely staggering, so Mo Xuan had to find a way to get some high-grade ones that could be used to transform the exercises.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan had a headache, and secretly wondered how he had cultivated such a strange technique.

Let's not talk about the art of war, but also the consumption of Xuanshi, it is really difficult to transform once, if you want to transform from the Yellow Order to the Xuan Level, I don't know what kind of price it will take!

Mo Xuan was depressed for a while, and suddenly a pair of slender and beautiful legs appeared in his sight, right in front of him, and he immediately paused, and almost bumped into it because of his distraction.

When he looked up, he saw Ye Qingxuan standing in front of him prettyly, winking at him with a smile on his face.

"I see you walking with your head down, what are you thinking?" Ye Qingxuan smiled, as bright and moving as a flower blooming in a flame.

She has an excellent figure, hot and charming, at such a close distance, Mo Xuan can even feel the aroma she spits out, and she is a little uncomfortable for a while, and she can't help but take half a step back.

"In ...... Just for a walk!" Mo Xuan explained, scratching the back of his head.

The fox blinked his bright eyes suspiciously, Ye Qingxuan didn't ask again, but he didn't mean to get out of the way.

Mo Xuan was embarrassed, and then seemed to remember something, and then said: "When I was rushing into the long snake formation before, thank you Miss Qingxuan for saving my life!"

"At that time, I was confused, if it weren't for the sound of your piano, I am afraid that I would have completely lost the hope of regaining my senses, this kind of kindness, Mo Xuan will definitely not forget. ”

"What do you want from Miss Qingxuan in the future, but it's okay to say it!"

……

Mo Xuan's expression was solemn, and what he said was by no means polite.

He has always been kind and will be repaid, how can he deal with such a grace of life and death at will.

However, Mo Xuan was also a little puzzled in his heart, why he felt serious injury and weakness from the sound of the piano at the beginning, but now looking at Ye Qingxuan, where did he look like he had been injured.

But he didn't want to ask, after all, it sounded like suspicion, a bit offensive.

Mo Xuan also thought about whether it would be Xue Shihan's help, but he had the impression that what he saw was Ye Qingxuan, so he subconsciously felt that Ye Qingxuan was more likely.

At this moment, Mo Xuan said this, and also had the intention of clarifying the facts, in his opinion, if it weren't for Ye Qingxuan, the other party would naturally say, and everything would fall into place at that time.

For the girl who saved him regardless of his life and death, Mo Xuan was moved in his heart.

After listening to Mo Xuan's words, Ye Qingxuan was slightly stunned.

She thought of Xue Shihan, and thought of the picture of her ten fingers broken, covered in blood, and her head turned white.

The battle song that can awaken the mad people to their senses, as far as Ye Qingxuan knows, only the life and death song mastered by Xue Shihan can do it, and she instantly understood what all this was about.

She realized that Mo Xuan had misunderstood, and the person who saved him was herself, in fact, all this was paid by Xue Shihan.

After realizing the misunderstanding, Ye Qingxuan opened her mouth to explain, but when the words came to her mouth, she stopped again.

"Shihan, you are the granddaughter of King Feng, you were born noble, you have what you want, all the good things are yours, and now, Mo Xuan is also yours?"

"I also want Mo Xuan, his achievements are limitless, I don't have a noble birth, I don't have a strong backer, I can only choose a strong husband. ”

"I'm sorry, all the good things have been given to you, this time, just give Mo Xuan to me!"

"But...... Wouldn't it be too hateful for me to do this, it's very unfair to Shihan, all the efforts are hers, but I keep all these contributions for myself. ”

"Perhaps...... There will be no possibility of an exhibition between Shihan and Mo Xuan, and it will be okay for me to tell the truth. ”

"No, I can't take risks, this time I'll only be selfish once!"

……

Ye Qingxuan is engaged in a fierce ideological struggle in her mind, the truth is in her heart, to say it or not to say it?

Ye Qingxuan was born in an ordinary family, and relied on his outstanding qualifications and appearance to climb to his current status.

But she understands that in this troubled world, she is a weak woman after all, and she must rely on a strong person to survive better, so she has been looking for her best Taoist partner.

The strong, the Daqian Dynasty has it, but they all have noble status, even if Ye Qingxuan is interested, the other party will at most treat it as a plaything, which is unacceptable to her.

It is because Ye Qingxuan's eyes have always been focused on the younger generation of junjie, she is successful, countless young junjie have fallen under her pomegranate skirt, even Peng Wushuang.

But she was not satisfied, because there were few real heroes in the Daqian Dynasty, and basically all she saw were some gentlemen.

Until Mo Xuan's appearance, his amazement, his qualifications, made Ye Qingxuan's heart tremble, she understood that the future of the young man in front of her was limitless.

Although Mo Xuan is still just a small soldier at the moment, but once he returns to the royal capital and rewards him, his status will not be the same, isn't such a young man exactly the husband she Ye Qingxuan dreams of? Is there anything more suitable than this?

And Ye Qingxuan sees the man's character very accurately, she can conclude that Mo Xuan is the kind of man who is worth entrusting for life, so in the past few days after the end of the war, her mind was on Mo Xuan, otherwise Mo Xuan would not have met her as soon as he came out and walked around.

Ye Qingxuan's nature is not bad, she just wants to find a support in troubled times.

She understood that it was despicable to pass off Xue Shihan's contribution to herself, and she didn't want to do it, but if she didn't do this, she wasn't sure that she would be able to win Mo Xuan's love.

She could see that when Mo Xuan looked at her, his gaze was as pure as clear water, and there was no other man's kind of eyes.

For herself, for survival, for the future, she can only be despicable once.

This kind of impersonation is risky, as long as Xue Shihan says it, she will be exposed, but she knows Xue Shihan too well, unless Mo Xuan asks, Xue Shihan will never take the initiative to say it.

However, will Mo Xuan ask Xue Shihan again? Obviously, Mo Xuan, who knows the answer, will not, so this seems to be a big risk, but in fact, there is no need to worry too much.

The ideological struggle gradually ended, and Ye Qingxuan made a decision.

"You are a big hero, I can save you, I naturally want to save you without hesitation, how are you going to repay me?" Ye Qingxuan smiled skillfully, blinking playfully.

Hearing this, the last doubt in Mo Xuan's heart disappeared, and since Ye Qingxuan admitted it, it seemed that this was the case.

"How do you think I can repay you?" Mo Xuan touched the object ring, there was nothing good, so he could only say embarrassedly.

"Well...... I haven't thought about it yet, when I think about it, I'll come back to you!" Ye Qingxuan wrinkled her nose cutely.

In the distance, next to a tent, Xue Shihan, who was wearing a veil, was still a little weak, she looked at Ye Qingxuan and Mo Xuan who were talking and laughing, and her eyes were lonely.

Mo Xuan didn't show Xue Shihan, even if he saw it, he wouldn't think much about it, because he never expected Ye Qingxuan to lie!

After a long time, he and Ye Qingxuan were separated, and three days later, the drums sounded, and the army began to return to the court!