Mo Buli closed his eyes and sighed deeply again: "I...... Ashamed of his father, and even more ashamed of those retainers and disciples who swore to follow their father. If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have been so miserable in what happened back then. ”

"In the flower bed of Guangming Palace's 'Nian Qingju', there is a broken stone, is it taken from here?" asked Huan Zicheng.

Compared with the emotional changes that are sometimes sad and sometimes sarcastic, Huan Zicheng is like being made of ice, with no emotion from beginning to end, which can be described as ruthless.

The "Nian Qingju" he said was the dilapidated courtyard where he lived, and there was a white boulder in the flower bed of the courtyard. And the name of the courtyard is "Nian Qing", which is also a vague expression of nostalgia for King Jing.

Seeing that he actually asked about this, Mo Buli was stunned at first, and then he got up in a daze, shook his head and said, "That's not the case. The stone was actually something I had found elsewhere. Since the nineteenth year of Yongping, I have ...... This is the first time to go back to Baiyun Temple. ”

As he spoke, he looked around again, and his eyes seemed to be full of devastation when he stole out the secret path.

At that time, he hid in the secret path for half a year, and it was easy to wait for the wind outside to be less tight, so he quietly escaped from the broken temple under the mountain, and along the way to restrain the old department and look for help.

Things change, people are different, and when he returns to Baiyun Temple at this moment, it is when the son of the enemy comes with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

Mo Buli couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, his face laughing at himself.

Is it providential that he and his father are about to come to this end?

"Listening to the words of the county king, everything is clear. Huan Zicheng's voice was still so cold, as if the snow that had accumulated all over the ground could no longer melt: "First my grandfather secretly joined forces with the first emperor and betrayed King Jing, and then there was a whistleblower from the king, which once again put King Jing in danger. Even though what my grandfather and the family did was what the Huan clan had to do, my Huan clan and the county king really had a common enmity. The king of the county attacked my Huan clan, as a matter of course. ”

In a few words, he completely agreed with Mo Buli's repeated calculations against the Huan family.

After being silent for a moment, Huan Zicheng continued to say lightly: "With the words of the county king, my doubts for many years have been solved. Later, I will take the life of the king of the county, and I want the king of the county to be killed safely. ”

Mo Buli looked at him, and a bitter smile slowly rose on his lips: "I was born in Si back then, but now I have to die in Si." Providence also. Success or defeat, victory or defeat are determined, and manpower is beyond reach. I, I deserve to die. ”

There was silence in the clearing, and everyone was silent, as if waiting for the snow to stop.

However, the snow kept flying in the air, and the wind swept by from time to time, rolling up flakes and covering the boulder.

"Uncle Huang later went to Zhao State, and even stayed in the hidden hall for a while, just to find the edict?" The weak voice suddenly sounded, but it was Qin Su who asked a question.

These news were inquired by Huan Zicheng and sorted out by Qin Su himself, but they were not complete.

The insiders of the Hidden Hall have almost all died in various tasks, after all, these are the things that the Hidden Hall does, and the casualties are really common. And among the old people who are alive now, even if someone has heard about it, they don't know about it, so Qin Su wants to ask.

Hearing the word "hidden hall", the depths of the eyes seem to be sliding with a certain emotion.

However, he was facing the direction of the Danjing Room at the moment, and from Qin Su's point of view, he could only see his throat rolling rapidly, but when he spoke, his voice did not change.

"I did stay in the Hidden Hall for two years," he said lightly, standing up from the big stone and standing with his hands in his hands, "In the twentieth year of Yongping, I escaped from Dachen with a few men and went to Yingchuan in Zhao State to find the news of the edict. At that time, the place of Yingchuan was ...... It is really desolate, and I often walk dozens of miles and I can't meet a person, I spent a year there, but I didn't find any news from the Qin family. I had to leave Yingchuan and go to Anfeng, the capital of Zhao State. My father had hidden a group of men in Anfeng, and by the time I found them, it was already the twenty-second year of Yongping. ”

When he said these words, his expression became a little erratic again, as if he had returned to the Zhao State of the year: "It was in that year that I inadvertently found out the whereabouts of the Hidden Hall in Anfeng City. At that time, I was desperate for help, so I took the risk to contact the hidden hall. His voice paused slightly, and his face turned cold at this moment: "What I didn't expect was that the people in the hidden hall were cunning and insidious, and they were all unbearable. Fortunately, I have never revealed my true identity, and I have the strength in my hands, so the hidden hall can't do anything to me. After two years in the Hidden Hall, I got out of the Hidden Hall again and returned to Anfeng. ”

"The game of Fifty Lipu turned out to come from this. A sudden sentence temporarily cut off the inseparable narration.

He was stunned, but saw Huan Zicheng looking at him coldly, his face was as cold as ice.

He smiled lightly and said, "Lord Du Du guessed it." The game of Fifty Lipu was indeed specially prepared by me for Huan Thirteen Niang. His tone was surprisingly calm, and his face was calmer than before: "I've never been broad-minded. The reason why I went to the country and left my hometown was because of the Huan family. So I always think that the roads I traveled and the things I encountered back then, the Huan family's, should be the same. ”

Huan Zicheng didn't speak, but the aura on his body became extremely solemn at this moment.

Qin Su looked at Mo Buli from afar, there had never been a moment like this, and he felt the narrowness of this person.

When he was in the Hidden Hall, he had suffered a lot when he wanted to come and leave, and he had to send Qin Su to the Hidden Hall in his past and present lives, and his purpose was self-evident.

And after understanding all this, the emotions that had been clamoring in Qin Su's heart were all calmed down.

This is a life-and-death duel between different positions and enemies, and it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, let alone good or evil. Just as Mo Buli calculated her all the way to death in his previous life, Qin Su in this life also forced Mo Buli to a dead end step by step.

No one is innocent.

Everyone standing here at this moment is fighting with blood on their hands, and their purpose is just to survive.

"What is the princess thinking?" Mo Buli's voice suddenly sounded, as if with a little curiosity.

Qin Su held back his thoughts and glanced at him lightly: "This palace is thinking, how long can the imperial uncle laugh like this." ”

Mo Buli was stunned for a moment, but even though he really laughed, he raised his eyebrows again: "Isn't the princess curious about the affairs of the Qin family?"

"I'm curious. Qin Su said, his expression calm: "If the imperial uncle is willing to say, this palace will not dismiss the imperial uncle's kindness." ”