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Murong Le's feeling is not wrong, Li Xingcheng is really a very worthy opponent, no one has noticed that the game between the two has been carried out to a fever pitch.

In the past few days, Li Xingcheng has pondered more often, and even, even when Mo Ji called him, he had to shout several times to bring him back to his senses.

"Sir, what's the trouble these days?"

Finally called Li Xingcheng's mind back, and he was a little puzzled, he had always been confident and sitting in the rear.

But in recent days, he often finds that Li Xingcheng's eyes that are always smiling are more cautious.

"It's not so much an annoyance as an interest."

Seeing the unpredictable look of doubt, Li Xingcheng shook his head with a smile, but there was a hint of appreciation on his face.

Among the people he saw, the people who could sense his actions very keenly, except for Murong Le, he had never seen them again.

"Oh? Then I have to listen to it, what kind of handsome man can get into the eyes of Mr.? ”

When he said this, Mo Tu was a little unconvinced, and even felt a sense of crisis, a feeling that he was about to lose Li Xingcheng's think tank.

"Your Majesty also knows this person, it is the one-word king of Xuanyang, Murong Le?"

"Him?"

Li Xingcheng squinted his eyes and said Murong Le's name, but this answer was exchanged for unpredictable disdain.

"Yes, that's him."

Li Xingcheng nodded, seeing that he didn't believe it, he stroked his beard and explained, "Don't underestimate this person, although his legs are inconvenient, it is this person's mind but not ordinary alertness." ”

Thinking back to Murong Le's somewhat mysterious smile before, Li Xingcheng couldn't help but think of the undisguised interest and admiration in Jiaoyu's eyes when she told him about Murong Le.

This man is a demon.

"Did the gentleman suffer his loss?"

Hearing that Li Xingcheng's words seemed to have some other meanings, Mo couldn't help but feel a little curious, in his eyes, Li Xingcheng, who had the opportunity to calculate, actually ate deflated on Murong Le, a paralyzed man?

"Yes, this time we lost."

Li Xingcheng nodded, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, look at it, it won't be long before this Murong Yue's illness will get better." ”

Tightly clenching the teacup in his hand, Li Xingcheng's drooping eyes were silted with an indissolvable cloud, and from the beginning, they were calculated.

"Why does the gentleman say that?"

Hearing that Li Xingcheng's tone didn't look like he was joking, Mo couldn't help but be surprised, didn't he find Yuan Wu as a helper, why could Murong Yue still get better?

"Do you know that in the rivers and lakes, there is a sect called 'Zuodaomen'?"

Li Xingcheng shook his head and sighed, and said in his heart, he didn't expect that Murong Le would be able to encircle the people of the Zuo Dao Sect, you know, when he went to invite Bai Xiao on behalf of the head of the family, he didn't even see his people.

"Left door? What is that? ”

As a prince who has been fighting in the palace since he was a child, he naturally doesn't know what Zuodaomen is, but Li Xingcheng knows, so he knows that it is good to wait for Li Xingcheng, who knows everything, to explain it to him.

"Zuodaomen is a rather secret sect in the rivers and lakes, and the ability to hide from the world and the sea makes people dazzled, among them, they are most famous for their disguise technique, and most of the human skin masks that can be bought on the market now are from Zuodaomen."

Seeing that he didn't know, Li Xingcheng didn't hide it, and directly told what he knew and discernment, and he couldn't help blinking his eyes in surprise when he heard it.

Unexpectedly, there is such a magical sect?

"There is a person beside Murong Le, named Bai Qianli, who is the chief imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital, and his medical attainments are not too prominent, but I heard that he is very good at stitching up wounds."

Seeing that Mo Tu was interested, Li Xingcheng didn't sell it, and then continued, "Why would an imperial doctor who is good at stitching up wounds take full responsibility for Murong Yue, who is seriously ill? ”

"Moreover, I have seen this man's hand, and the palm of his hand is extremely smooth, and there is not a trace of it."

"Why is that?"

Hearing Li Xingcheng say this, Mo Xue really became more and more interested, so he couldn't wait to ask, however, this time Li Xingcheng was a storyteller, first stroked his beard, and slowly took a sip of tea, and then said slowly.

"I have heard people say that the people of the Left Daomen, in order not to leave their own flaws and information, so from the moment they entered the Shimen, they put their hands in a special potion every day to soak them, so that the palm prints become blurred, and finally disappear."

Seeing Mo Jiyi's shocked appearance, Li Xingcheng couldn't help but smile and said, "So, I conclude that this Bai Qianli must be a person from the Zuo Dao Sect, if this is the case, presumably, Murong Yue's illness is also fake." ”

"Damn, he even lied to us."

Mo Tu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he was going to make a dead man's fortune, but he didn't expect to be fooled by someone in vain.

"There must be some unknown secret when they act like this time, so we can be regarded as having a direction to follow, but we will not be so disappointed."

Watching Mo Ji slam the table fiercely, Li Xingcheng suddenly remembered that Jiao Yu said to him that instead of secretly cultivating a person with average qualifications like Mo Ji, it was better to find a ready-made person to control it, and she thought that the most suitable person was Murong Le.

It's just that Jiaoyu doesn't know that the more powerful the person, the more difficult it is to control, which is why she lost at Murong Le's hands.

She was too confident in her own means, and underestimated Murong Le, who could only sit in a wheelchair.

"So how do we check?"

originally thought that the results were ruined, but listening to what Li Xingcheng said, it seemed that there was still room for maneuver, thinking of this, his unpredictable expression couldn't help but light up again, and he looked at Li Xingcheng with a blank eye.

"Regarding this matter, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it, I have a secret stake in the Xuanyang Palace, I believe she can find any clues."

It's a shame that he left his back hand in advance and discussed with that person, otherwise, he would be demoted to the army by a young man at such an old age, wouldn't he be ridiculed at that time?

"In that case, it's up to Mr."

Mo Ji heard this, his heart was naturally very happy, Mr. Li was really powerful, he thought that they lost this battle, but he didn't expect that Mr. Li would be able to fight back, and turn the coming end into a new beginning.

Xuanyang's territory will be his, sooner or later.

Seeing the smug smile of Mo Ji, Li Xingcheng also laughed, and by the way, he glanced at the closed door, just now, the person who had been in front of the door for a short time finally left.

(To be continued.) )