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Li Zongren's hand holding the teacup moved very stiffly, and after a long time, he sighed heavily, sat on the chair, and said, "If it continues like this, in less than three years, my southern kingdom will surely perish!" ”

Perish!

This word is used too heavily, and Qi Le knows that this is indeed a fact, the current southern country, internal and external troubles, which is difficult for the second ancestors in Shangling City to feel, they are still living very freely, just like Qi Le in the previous life, although the performance of the crown ceremony was poor, although he was divorced, although he left Shangling City soon, but he did not realize how precarious the southern kingdom that was swaying in the wind and rain and would sink at any time was at this moment.

"The marriage with the Tang Dynasty, or this marriage, is what I begged for, only in this way, only with the support of the Tang Dynasty, can my southern kingdom resist Dongchen, and I, Li Zongren, can keep the foundation of my ancestors for hundreds of years!"

Li Zongren was a little depressed, but this trace of depression was only a flash, and he soon recovered, and said, "You young people are the hope of my southern country. If you can seize this opportunity, be favored by the Holy Maiden, and become a disciple of the Northern Hades Temple, then all the current crises in my southern kingdom will be solved, do you understand? ”

Do you understand the three words Li Zongren said very seriously, and every word pressed on Qi Le like a giant mountain.

Qi Le could feel Li Zongren's corneredness, which was a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of an opponent whose strength was much higher than yours.

Dongchen is a neighbor of the southern country, and although the two countries have always had some friction, they are basically peaceful.

And more than ten years ago, after the new emperor of Dongchen ascended the throne, everything changed.

The new emperor of Dongchen was very ambitious, and in just a few years, he annexed several small countries around him, and the war did not make Dongchen's national strength decline, but continued to grow, so Dongchen's eyes fell on the southern country.

The nature of this war is actually very simple, Dongchen invades, and the south defends itself.

"Tell me, who is that person who makes you secret?" Li Zongren asked very calmly, but Qi Le could clearly see his undulating chest, and knew that his heart must have been very worried.

"You just met him." Qi Le said in a low voice.

Li Zongren's eyes trembled, this answer far exceeded his expectations, he even imagined whether it would be Qi Jin, so he let Qi Le swallow, but he never thought it would be Zhang Yuyuan!

How is this possible?

Zhang Yuyuan is his biggest supporter, and he supports him not to marry and make Li Changsheng the crown prince.

It definitely won't be him!

Li Zongren's eyes lit up, and he said coldly: "What about the evidence?"

Qi Le pursed his lips and said, "I'll give you evidence."

Qi Le walked among the long alleys, and the high walls on both sides seemed like an abyss in the world. Qi Le was in a trance. The little cha walked in front and introduced something to Qi Le, Qi Le didn't have the heart to listen, and the light and shadow in front of him were blurred.

Returning from rebirth, he pried the trajectory of Nanguo's fate into another trajectory that seemed completely different.

Life is a big dream, and the world is cool several times. The third life makes Qi Le's memories mixed, and he is sad and hateful, and he is still chaotic, and he is depressed in his heart.

Leaving the palace in a daze, at home, Mu Hongyu was still waiting for him.

Qi Le's figure disappeared into the streets, and a moment later a carriage slowly emerged from the corner.

This is a very ordinary carriage, and Zhang Yuyuan is sitting in it.

"Master, the third prince of Qi was really in the palace just now." An old servant with a gloomy expression said on the side of the pubic side.

"I'm really curious, Zhao Jian'an's night...... Did he happen or did he already know ......" In the swarthy carriage, Zhang Yuyuan's eyes flashed with a ghostly light.

"This kind of thing, the chance of encountering it by chance is too small...... the old servant analyzed.

"Is the man coming?" Zhang Yuyuan asked instead.

"It's coming, it's already followed. Don't worry, the yellow-level killer of the ancient organization, killing a small son, is not easy to capture. And this one is not an ordinary yellow-level killer......"

"Go home, I hope to wake up tomorrow morning and see Old Man Qi's angry expression."

……

Qi Le felt that the way home today was particularly long, and when he was halfway there, his stomach suddenly growled, and he caught a glimpse of a tofu brain stall across the street.

"Boss, let's have a bowl of tofu brain! Be salty! Qi Le sat in the empty seat, the boss's movements were very fast, and a bowl of steaming tofu brain soon appeared in front of Qi Le.

Qi Le sat at the only empty table, and after a while, a swordsman in green clothes sat opposite Qi Le, and he ordered a bowl of tofu brain that was the same as Qi Le.

This man had an ordinary face, thin lips, and a three-foot sword on his back.

Qi Le was quietly eating tofu brain, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up with a smile.

The person in front of him is the killer Zhang Yuyuan is looking for.

But it's not good who you're looking for, but you're looking for this person.

Qi Le couldn't hide the smile in his heart, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Because he knew the person in front of him, although his face was much younger than the person in his memory, Qi Le was sure that it was him.

Not knowing what to remember, Qi Le flipped over his chest and took out a token.

It is the token of Mu Hongyu, and there is a Xuan character engraved on the Xuan blue face, representing the identity of Mu Hongyu as a Xuan-level killer in the ancient organization.

After eating the tofu brain, Qi Le put the token on the table with a playful face.

……

Jian Lingchen is a killer.

Although he was only a yellow-level killer in the ancient organization, and he was not ranked at all, he had never been injured when he went on a mission.

His sword was fast, incredibly fast, something he had always been proud of.

Today I took a task with a very good pay, the object of the task is just a little monk of the eighth grade of the Kaiyuan Realm, Jian Lingchen is very confident, he can seal his throat with a sword.

This kid really became more and more stupid the more he looked at it, and he didn't perceive the danger at all.

Hey? Is he still going to eat tofu brain, or is it salty?

Can you eat salty tofu brain?!

Jian Lingchen frowned, followed with some curiosity, and ordered a bowl of salty tofu brain.

Depend on!

It's fucking unpalatable!

Tofu brain must be sweet!

This kid is a heretic, and he must be killed today!

Jian Lingchen's face was flat, without a trace of fluctuation, this was the professionalism of a killer.

The kid on the other side touched his chest and pulled out a token.

"Damn!"

Without a trace of hesitation, seeing this Xuan-level token, Jian Lingchen immediately fled without any delay.

His name is Sword Lingchen, he is a killer, his sword is fast, but he runs faster.