But why did Mo Tizhun hesitate, "You want to bring him back as a witness?"

"That's what I wanted. Mo Tizhun said in a deep voice, "But neither he nor my third disciple can be regarded as a witness." No correspondence or documents were left between them that could be used as evidence. His gaze turned twice on the boy, "Do you know who he is?"

Seeing the expression on his face full of "understand", Feng Miaojun was speechless: "Can I not know?" She didn't want to understand the grievances between the powerful.

"He is the third son of Li Shilong, the right minister of the Great Jin Dynasty, Li Yuanhua. ”

She understood: "You don't deal with the prime minister?" Li Yuanfa is less than twenty, what kind of enmity can he have with the national teacher?

"It's Prime Minister Li and I don't deal with it. The voice fell, and Li Yuanfa said "ah" twice, as if he was unconvinced and wanted to argue, but he couldn't speak.

Brigadier Moti pressed his chin back, and put his dislocated limbs back into place, and Li Yuanfa made a movement:

Tongue biting.

Mo Tizhun didn't stop it, he just looked at him with a smile: "The soft tendon pill is working, you can't even bite yourself, it's better to worry about how to eat first." He lifted him out of the house and threw him on horseback. Li Yuanfa wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were really soft and had no strength.

"Time is pressing, let's hit the road first. ”

......

By the end of the night, they had traveled more than four hundred miles, hardly stopping except for changing horses.

When the road met the big city, Mo Tizhun bought two good horses again, and continued to travel northeast without stopping. The whole process was fast, and at this time, the horses were sweating all over their bodies, and even the snorting was getting louder and louder, and their fatigue was exhausted.

Mo Tizhun himself looked as usual, as if he was fine, Chen Dachang had the skills and could barely support it, but Feng Miaojun was a little unbearable. She was a pampered little girl, and where had she ever suffered the sin of being bumped on horseback for six or seven hours in a row?

Even the dry food was eaten on horseback, and she almost threw up.

Chen Dachang asked her to change her sitting position to sit sideways, and added two layers of cushions underneath, hoping that she would be more comfortable. But after such a long journey, she was still tired and her face was pale, and her expression was sad.

Chen Dachang wanted to ask Mo Tizhun to stop and rest several times, but was stopped by Feng Miaojun.

She knew Mo Tizhun's intention to rush back so desperately: he wanted to arrive in the Jin royal capital before and after the opponent received the news of the failed assassination.

Time becomes the first element of wrestling between the two sides.

To be honest, Mo Tizhun had obviously chased out dozens of miles last night, but turned back to find Feng Miaojun to fulfill her promise, and waited for her to set off until the early hours of the morning, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous, and she can't ask for more.

As for Li Yuanhua, Mo Tizhun didn't ask for his life, even if it was polite, he didn't care whether he lived or died all day. Although the dislocated hands and feet were taken back, the wound was not treated, and after being on the horse for so long, it cracked and closed, closed and cracked, and passed out I don't know how many times.

Feng Miaojun suddenly moved Xiao Yao's nose: "There is water in front." "The air was humid, with the smell of earth and grass peculiar to the shore, so it can be inferred that the water source in front of us must be abundant.

Mo Tizhun took the three of them on a mountain road again, the higher the terrain: "After crossing the lake, you will be in the Jin Kingdom, and you can't take him with you." ”

That is to say, it is now necessary to decide whether Li Yuanfa can live or not?

Chen Dachang turned his head to look at Li Yuanfa, and saw that he woke up from a coma, and happened to hear this, his face was slightly gloomy.

is a warrior who regards death as home, and if he can't commit suicide once, the mentality of seeking death will be lighter. was led all the way by Mo Tizhun, and he may want to live again, but death comes unexpectedly.

He sat in front of Mo Tizhun, and he couldn't spit on his face, so he had to spit forward: "Old horseman, I'm waiting for you on Huangquan Road!"

Mo Tizhun said sympathetically: "So anxious to get on the road?" turned his head and asked Feng Miaojun, "Do you say I kill or not?"

"What I said is useful?" she is just a little girl, who else can she influence besides Chen Dachang?

Mo Tizhun Waner: "How do you know if you don't try?"

This time, even Li Yuanfan's eyes were on her, wanting to see how she answered. Mo Tizhun's personality is well known to the Li family, and it is not difficult for him to find that the national teacher indulges this little girl to an extraordinary degree.

Even to dispose of such an important captive as him, Mo Tizhun had to ask her for advice, and how many people could believe it? At this time, if you look at the little girl carefully, she is as old as a flower and bones, her face is beautiful, and there is already a pool of autumn water in her eyes, and you can imagine the fragrance when it blooms. But there is no shortage of beauties in this world, what is there about her that Mo Tizhun can value?

The horse's speed slowed down before Feng Miaojun could speak to him: "If you want to kill him, you won't mention him all the way." ”

"It's not a hassle to kill at this time. "Not at all." ”

"Kill it. ”

Unexpectedly, Mo Ti answered with a "yes", opened his big palm, and was about to slap it on Li Yuanfa's head.

Feng Miaojun didn't know how powerful he was, but Li Yuanfa's head was definitely going to bloom. She had never seen anyone splashed blood in front of her, and she couldn't help but say, "Slow!"

Mo Tizhun's palm stopped in response to the sound and stayed an inch above Li Yuanfan's head, no more, no less.

A drop of sweat slipped down the corner of the latter's forehead.

Feng Miaojun said helplessly: "Don't kill, be merciful, and see each other in the future." Mo Tizhun's face was about to turn cloudy, so she said quickly, "What you are worried about is not whether to kill him, but how to make trouble to Prime Minister Li Cheng?" It's just that Master Mo couldn't wipe his face, and he didn't want to ask her directly, so he threatened and intimidated Li Yuanhua.

That's it, he wants to hear it, so she just says it, don't hide it.

Mo Tizhun looked at her right now: "Go on." ”

"I think, you shouldn't have told your apprentice the reason why you went to Shenglong Pond?"

Mo Tizhun nodded. Which master has the habit of reporting his itinerary to his apprentice? Besides, his going to grab the Dragon Ball is also a secret action, and he doesn't even know about his own family, let alone the one surnamed Li?

"That is to say, it was an accident that you were injured in the battle with Yun Kuo, and it was impossible for your three apprentices and the Li family to predict it in advance. And this happened in the country of Yao. Feng Miaojun slowly organized his words, "From this point of view, the actions of Li Yuanfa and your apprentice are improvised, and they are also called acting at the opportune time. ”

That's true. Mo Tizhun pointed at Li Yuanfa: "He went to the neighborhood to do business, and he had a close connection with my three apprentices." That thug has a lot of true inheritance from me, and this time it has all been used on me. Hehe, there is also the poison of the rotten heart, this is given to him by the Li family?"

Li Yuanfa was silent, and the three of them took him as a tacit.

With just a few words, Feng Miaojun could imagine that Mo Tizhun was really plotted by the three apprentices a few days ago, in addition to being seriously injured and difficult to support, he also accidentally ingested the poison of the rotten heart. This poison is very difficult to entangle when it is named, otherwise the dignified national teacher will not be so depressed that he will be surrounded and suppressed by the guards but have no power to fight back.

------- Military Intelligence Express Line-----

There are still 11 hours to go before "The National Teacher" enters the V and is on the shelves. Today's third update, which is the last update of the new book issue of this book, will be released at 20:30 tonight.