Chapter 107: Terrible Opponents

Heaven is impermanent, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

The human heart is like the way of heaven, and it is difficult to peek into its doorway, so people are the most terrible thing in time.

It is difficult to guess the minds of ordinary people, let alone the ink pouring pool?

The woman and the little girl were dazed and unconscious, and it took a while to come back to their senses.

The body is cold, the heart is cold.

The body trembles, the heart trembles.

The two of them were like falling into an ice cave, for a long time, the little girl picked up the jade flute that fell to the ground, but her immature voice carried the vicissitudes of reading the facts, and said: "I finally understand why Wu Yazi, who has always been calm and calm, lost his expression when facing Mo Dumping Pool, and no matter who faced an opponent like him at that time, he could only have a feeling of poor donkey skills. ”

Anyone could hear the steadfastness in the little girl's words.

The woman didn't refute, she sighed, looked up at the woman in white who continued to write calmly, and asked, "You and Mo Dump Chi will be opponents in the future?"

The woman in white raised her head, looked at the woman with clear and quiet eyes, nodded, continued to write on the rice paper, and replied: "I'm not worried about whether the future between me and Mo Dumping Chi is friend or foe, now I'm only worried about one thing. ”

The woman knew that the woman in white was not worried, but she also knew that since the woman in white didn't say it, it would be difficult for her to know even if she used any method, so she could only ask the woman in white question, "What are you worried about?"

The woman in white sighed, her tone showed a little melancholy, and said: "According to the current situation, it is not difficult to deduce that Zhao Xu, the son of heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, is Zhao Minggong, the head of Wen Yi Longyuan, the head of the Mo Dump Pool, and it is not difficult to speculate that the Ink Dump Chi has also integrated the power of the Great Song Dynasty Martial Arts because of the Liao, Western Xia, and Tubo knocking on the Song Dynasty, and has become the leader of the Great Song Dynasty Martial Arts.

The little girl sat on the Taishi's chair, tapping on the jade flute, and asked solemnly as never before, "What factor?"

The woman in white said: "Since the identity of Qiao Feng, the beggar gang of the beggar gang, was exposed as a Khitan, even if the beggar gang has the support of Xu Chongxiao, a highly senior elder, it is still difficult to escape the leader. A fate that is difficult to support alone. Shaolin was also continuously designed by the ink pouring pool, which led to a plummeting reputation, so the first person in the Great Song Dynasty martial arts was the ink pouring pool, but there was one person whose reputation was not as good as the ink pouring pool. But there was also a power to resist, but Mo Dump Chi did not take action against this person. ”

The woman stood up in surprise and said, "Murong Fu of Southern Murong, Mo Dump Chi did not take any action against Murong Fu, and you once said that Mo Dump Chi had long known that Murong Fu had the blood of the Great Yan Imperial Clan and was bent on restoring the country. "The words are here. The woman paused suddenly, and then said, "Do you mean that Mo Dump Chi deliberately left an opportunity for Murong Fu to take advantage of, thinking that the time for the restoration of the country has come! But how Murong Fu behaves is under the control of Ink Dump Chi?"

The woman in white sighed, nodded and said, "My cousin's behavior is changeable, and it is difficult for ordinary people to guess, but Mo Dumping Pool is not clear. Whether for me or for the ink pool, as long as we know a person's purpose, we can push the boat along with the current, find out the person's next action, and then prevent or calculate the person's next behavior. ”

"Grandma, aunt, this can be seen from the fact that Mo Dump Chi sent the morning flowers early and waited for you at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. ”

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong can't deny it.

Morning flowers and evening picks appear very early in the Tianshan Mountains. August has already appeared in the Tianshan Mountains, according to the appearance of Chaohua and Xi Shi in Suzhou Wenyi Longyuan in July, it can be inferred that the two of them rushed to the Tianshan Mountains day and night after dealing with the matter of the beggar gang meeting with Mo Dump Chi, the purpose is to assist them in their plan to take power.

Surprised, Li Qiushui no longer had the heart to be surprised.

She was not surprised at all by what happened to Mo Dumping Chi and Wang Yuyan, these two were not mediocre people in the first place.

Li Qiushui also laughed, she smiled at the woman in white who was indifferently writing with a strong and powerful brush, it was also Wang Yuyan, and she smiled with a playful smile: "Oh, didn't you and Mo Dump Chi have reached an agreement at the beginning: he won't move Murong Fu until he has to? What do you have to worry about? I remember you said that Mo Dump Chi has always been very trustworthy. The agreement with you should be a promise. ”

Wang Yuyan had no joy or sorrow, looked up at Li Qiushui, and put down the pen. He sneered: "Who do you think Mo Dump Chi is? Pity Xiang and cherish Jade, if he may make a move to pity Xiang Xiang and Cherish Jade in the face of inconsequential interests, once his interests are damaged, he will not care about any promises? Not to mention that his cousin's desire to restore the Great Yan Empire has already infringed on his interests and damaged his plans, how can he be merciful." ”

Li Qiushui's smile was even brighter, and she lifted the Taishi chair. Sitting directly opposite Wang Yuyan, holding the hem with both hands, he continued to look innocent and ignorant: "Then what should we do now? Tear up the agreement with Mo Dumping Pond and instead cooperate with Da Liao to implement the Song Swallowing Plan?"

"If the plan to swallow the Song Dynasty can be achieved, there is no way to do it! Unfortunately, Mo Dump Chi has long been prepared, and now the people of the Great Song Dynasty believe that they would rather die than die in the country, even if we join forces with the Great Liao to take the Great Song Dynasty, then we will also lose our own troops and generals, and the casualties in the world will be incalculable. This is not the result I want to see, maybe Mo Dump Chi knows that I don't want to see this scene, so he will rest assured and boldly design his cousin after the situation of the invasion of the Song Dynasty by the Liao, Western Xia, and Tubo Kingdoms takes shape. ”

Li Qiushui slapped the table hard and asked, "What about Murong Fu? Do you just ignore it? Even if you don't want to pay attention to it, then send someone to send a letter and ask Murong Fu to take precautions." ”

Wang Yuyan glanced at her grandmother, who was pretending to be angry, picked up the rice paper on the table and handed it to Li Qiushui, then pushed the door and left.

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong looked at the words on the rice paper, and were suddenly speechless.

There was only one line of words on the rice paper: "Everyone in the world can die, why can't Murong Fu die?"

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong looked at each other.

For a long, long time, both sighed.

Tianshan Tong put the rice paper on the table, sat on the Taishi chair, and sighed: "Senior sister, you know that girl better than me, what did you hear?"

Li Qiushui smiled dignifiedly, without the cynicism just now, she looked at her granddaughter standing in the courtyard through the white paper at the door, and said with some distress: "Her heart may be more bitter than we imagined, even if this girl is calm no matter what she faces." ”

Tianshan Tong, who has always disagreed with Li Qiushui, also nodded in agreement, and sighed: "We have spent more than sixty years entangled and fighting for a hypocritical man, but she is facing a choice between family, love and the world, and we are inferior to her in this regard." ”

Li Qiushui smiled reluctantly, looking at the calm and calm figure, she suddenly remembered that she never seemed to have shown concern or love for that dear granddaughter, and her heart was a little sad, Li Qiushui smiled.

The smile was bitter.

She turned her head, looked at the senior sister in front of her who was much younger than her, and shook her head: "Senior sister, you are wrong, from the beginning she was very clear that her goal was to be the people of the world, but in the process of achieving this goal, she had to collide with family affection and love, which are the two things that no one wants to collide with." ”

Li Qiushui sighed, her face suddenly moistened, and sighed: "Therefore, she is very determined to choose to sacrifice Murong Fu." ”

"What about the ink pouring pool?" asked Tianshan Tong curiously, and the women were very curious.

Li Qiushui shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I remember that she once said: If necessary, I will personally plunge the sword into the chest of Mo Dump Chi, even if she is the only man I like." ”

Tianshan Tong's grandmother was silent, sitting on the Taishi chair, and a touch of respect flashed in her eyes as she looked at the man.

Since her life, she has only shown this look in front of two people, first, the deceased Xiaoyaozi, and second, Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan looked at Hanmei in the courtyard, she didn't have time to think about what the two people in the room were talking about, two people came to her mind, and the things related to the two people.

1. Murong Fu.

How does my cousin get back into the country??

Mo Dumping Pool has brought the Great Song Dynasty into control, and it is difficult to do anything.

If you want to restore the country, you can only borrow soldiers.

Where can we borrow troops? Today, there is only Dali.

So my cousin went to Dali!

It is not difficult to speculate that the ink pouring pool is not difficult to know? It is impossible, the ink pouring pool must have already known.

Do you know what kind of ambush was set up in the ink pool?

The north is bleak, and it is three points into the bone.

Her body was cold, but her heart was quiet.

Horror of silence.

Second, Qiao Feng.

Where is Qiao Feng now?

The former is still traceable, while the latter is nowhere to be found.

She only knew that Qiao Feng was now in Da Liao.

The wind is cold, like a treasure knife, piercing bones.

Wang Yuyan felt the cold wind, but she felt even more that the war had been ignited. (To be continued.) )