How's that?" Xiao Wuji asked everyone.

His face was determined and undaunted.

"Commander Xiao, this traitor is naturally not you." Nangong Shan said.

Lin Tianchong also followed, "We have never doubted you."

Holding the corners of his mouth and smiling, Li Feibai answered: "Since Commander Xiao has always suspected that I am the traitor, then I will write the second one."

After speaking, Li Feibai picked up the pen in his left hand and began to write.

I have to say that writing with the left hand is indeed very laborious.

Whether it is the writing habit or the strength of the pen, it is very different from the right hand.

After a few moments, he finally finished writing, and his forehead was sweating slightly.

Looking at the distorted handwriting on it, Li Feibai couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Eight-year-olds, I'm afraid they all write better than me!"

Nangong Shan couldn't wait to come forward to check, he was still most concerned about Li Feibai's situation.

"How?" After reading it, he handed the piece of paper to Xiao Wuji.

Taking the paper, Xiao Wuji carefully compared it with that information.

After a full quarter of an hour, he let out a sigh of relief, hugged his fist at Li Feibai and said:

"Brother Bai, it was Xiao who was abrupt before."

"It's okay, it's all for David, and it's reasonable for you to suspect me." Li Feibai replied with a smile.

Then, Xiao Wuji looked at Nangong Mountain.

"You don't want this king to write too, do you?" Seeing this, Nangong Shan spoke.

"Bold, you dare to suspect that the prince is a traitor?" Mo Fugui shouted.

Lin Tianchong was also a little dissatisfied at this time, and echoed: "In any case, the prince will not be a traitor, so this transcription will be exempted."

But Xiao Wuji still didn't give up, didn't answer, and his eyes were still so firm.

"Actually, I know what Commander Xiao thinks." Li Feibai broke the deadlock.

"You just think that the two kings fought each other and died twenty centurions, which was of great benefit to the prince, so you also doubted the prince, yes or no?"

Closing his eyes, Xiao Wuji did not answer, which was regarded as a default.

"How can it be! At present, is this king such a small-bellied person? If the Thousand Cities Pavilion has not been pacified, it will not do me any good, so why should I kill those twenty centurions?" Nangong Mountain Airway.

"Lord Wang, you don't have to write, but please allow the last general to reserve the right to doubt." Xiao Wuji finally spoke.

Indeed, he did not have any right to ask Nangong Shan to do anything.

"Xiao Wuji......" Nangong Shan was about to go crazy, but was stopped by Li Feibai.

"Lord Wang, forget it, if you don't write it, I'm afraid Commander Xiao won't give up."

The reason why Li Feibai instigated Nangong Mountain to copy was because he also suspected him!

Nangong Shan thought about it, if he didn't rule out suspicion and returned to the imperial city, Xiao Wuji might not know how to arrange himself in front of the emperor?

"Hmph."

Thinking of this, Nangong Shan snorted coldly, picked up the pen in his left hand, and wrote.

I didn't get halfway there.

"Click"

He threw the pen on the desk.

"That's all right, right?" Nangong Shan was still angry, and rubbed his sour wrist.

Without answering, Xiao Wuji picked up the paper and compared.

Seeing that the handwriting was completely different, he clasped his fists and saluted: "Lord, please forgive the rudeness of the last general."

"Hmph"

Glancing at him, Nangong Shan turned his back and stood with his hands on his back.

It's not Nangong Mountain?

Li Feibai was also a little surprised.

Yes, yes, if it were him, he could have found someone to write it for him, besides, as the commander of the first army, he was the king of Qi and had no cultivation, so it was impossible for him to send the information to Wuji Mountain unknowingly, which was too eye-catching to be completed at all.

I was so careless that I didn't expect that.

Li Feibai said secretly in his heart.

Although this information is not from him, it is entirely possible that Nangong Shan is the mastermind.

Li Feibai still did not let go of his suspicions about Nangong Mountain.

Next, it was Lin Tianchong.

Although his cultivation is superb, he is still awkward when he writes with his left hand.

Undoubtedly, the handwriting does not match either.

This is also expected by everyone.

If there is anyone who is least likely to be a traitor, then Lin Tianchong is undoubtedly that person, which is also everyone's unanimous idea.

Because he has no motive at all!

Mo Fugui took Lin Tianchong's pen and began to copy it.

To everyone's surprise, the handwriting he wrote with his left hand was extremely neat.

"Fugui, how can you write so neatly with your left hand?" Nangong Shan was the first to ask.

"Lord Wang, I can write with my left and right hands, and for this reason, Mr. Private School also praised me for my talent and asked me to get the top prize."

After saying it with a smile, Mo Fugui put down his pen and generously gave his handwriting to everyone.

Such neat handwriting is no different from the handwriting that is customary, and naturally it has nothing to do with the crooked information.

As Mo Fugui's suspicion was eliminated, everyone's eyes looked at Yu Guangli together.

"Why, Lord...... Are you all looking at me like that?" He panicked.

Vaguely, Xiao Wuji had retreated behind him, blocking Yu Guangli's retreat.

And Lin Tianchong was standing beside Nangong Mountain.

"None of us, you're the only one." Xiao Wuji spoke coldly.

"Commander Xiao, you...... What do you mean?" Yu Guangli's palms were sweating, and he asked knowingly.

"Only six of us know the identities of the twenty centurions, and since the first five are not, then who are you?" Xiao Wuji replied.

"This ...... If this alone leads to the conclusion that I am a traitor, I will not accept it!" Although Yu Guangli was flustered, he still fought on the basis of reason.

"Okay, do you dare to write about it?" Mo Fugui then asked.

"Why don't you dare?"

As he spoke, he walked over and picked up the pen and began to transcribe it with his left hand.

Xiao Wuji and Lin Tianchong stood beside him on the left and right, preventing Yu Guangli from suddenly breaking out.

After all, as a city defense captain, he still has some skills, if he is careless and Nangong Mountain falls into his hands, then everyone will have nothing to do with him.

After a while, he finished copying, picked up the paper, and said to Li Feibai, "Please take a look at Mr. Bai."

Taking the paper, Li Feibai glanced at it.

The handwriting of that information had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and when he saw Yu Guangli's handwriting, he knew that it was different.

"Lord, the handwriting doesn't match!"

"What?" Before Nangong Shan could speak, Xiao Wuji took the lead in speaking.

"Not him?"

"Aren't all six?" Nangong Shan muttered to himself.

At this time, Li Feibai was also a little confused.

It seemed to him that there was only one explanation left.

That is, Nangong Mountain ordered someone to write this information, write it down, and pass it on to Qiancheng Pavilion.

But if you have to find someone to write for you, why bother to write with a non-dominant hand?

The mole does this, obviously to hide his true handwriting, but the identity of the ghostwriter is not known, so there is no need to do this.

All kinds of doubts filled Li Feibai's mind.

plus the three questions that haunt my heart.

He felt that there was another secret force involved in Baijiang's trip.

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