Chapter 121 Choose one

Looking at the black eagle's face gradually pale, showing a kind of helplessness, Qin Yunuan opened his eyelids and checked it carefully. Leng Shuang seemed to be a little panicked.

"Madam, I..." Cold frost takes a step closer.

"It doesn't matter about you." Qin Yunuan turned his face and comforted Leng Shuang, "And even if you don't kill him, Si Ma Rui will kill him. Even if Si Ma Rui will let him go, I won't let him go. The person who bullied me still wants to retreat?"

Leng Changxi glanced at the Black Hawk and just told the people around him: "Take it back." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Yunuan directly on the back of the horse. When he passed by Tuoba's desirelessness, he nodded with concern: "Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Yunuan sat behind Leng Changxi, put her arms around the edge of Leng Changxi's armor, and lowered her head slightly: "I really didn't expect that..."

"Nothing unexpected," after so many betrayals and scheming, Leng Changxi seemed very indifferent. "There is nothing impossible in the world, but good thing is that although the black eagle can't be used, Zhuge Qingtian, a dark horse, is reliable, and the Eastern Qin royal family mutilated his mother and then all the way. Chasing him has something to do with Sima Rui. We have no common interests with Black Hawk. Whether we follow us or Sima Rui, Black Hawk can get what he wants, and Zhuge Qingtian, we have a common enemy, which is a common interest. What's more, we set him up with the princess, although the princess hasn't woken up yet. , but we are also kind to them, Zhuge Qingtian, this person can use it.

"Qingyu hasn't got better yet, but Zhuge Qingtian has helped me find the medicinal materials I want. Don't worry about this."

"Very good." Leng Changxi raised his head, and the bright red feathers on the silver helmet fluttered in the wind. He moved his eyes to the distance, which was the direction of Sima Rui's escape. Now, Leng Changxi and Qin Yunuan have the same consensus for Yu Haitang. Although he has the title of Yuhaitang, his bones are full of Sima Rui's soul. And now Yu Haitang's appearance is becoming more and more like Sima Rui, and his heart is also 100% vicious.

The body of the black eagle was hurriedly buried, and the poison that Sima Rui gave to the black eagle was very strong. Obviously, he never thought of leaving the black eagle alive. Zhuge Qingtian climbed up the east cliff in the evening in the evening and picked the last medicinal material that needed to treat Mu Qingyu - Epiphrema.

Qin Yu warmly pinched the epileptum with his hand, and the white petals were soft and plump, which was really a rare short-sighted flower. It seems that Zhuge Qingtian also took a lot of effort this time.

"Oc's it, the medicine is all gone." Qin Yu warmed up the cuffs that were specially rolled up during treatment in the wounded barracks. "The general is still waiting for you in the council chamber. Now that you have just been promoted to deputy general, you must perform well and get a merit, which is also a guarantee for you and Qingyu's future."

Since Qin Yunuan said such a thing, it means that Mu Qingyu can be cured. Zhuge Qingtian nodded in surprise and strode into the camp.

Now the Xixia army is like a broken bamboo, and it has taken a line of defense one after another. It is already close to the capital. If it departs tomorrow, it can reach three miles outside the capital in less than three days, but since it has entered the hinterland of Daqi, all these troubles have also followed.

"Ok, you don't need to say more. You two are not thinking from the standpoint of the situation of both sides at all. All you think about is how to convince each other and how to prove that you are right. As I said, whether it is the Xixia army or the Leng family army, we are all a family, our The purpose is the same. If anyone dares to do anything else for me at this point, don't blame me for turning against anyone. Whether it is the generals of Xixia or the Leng family army, Leng Changxi has rarely been so harsh.

Both sides were silent until the soldier's notice came from outside: "General, there is a secret letter ahead."

An urgent letter with chicken hair was handed over to Leng Changxi. The blue seal on it made Leng Changxi raise his eyebrows slightly. Leng Changxi looked at the people around him, turned around, shook it away, read the letter roughly, and tos it: "It's strange that this letter from Qingzhou Siyan just came. This letter from Qingzhou's assassin is also Here it comes.

"Sincerity?" Zhuge Qingtian's face is a little haggard. Now he has to take care of Mu Qingyu in a coma while taking the position of Black Hawk's vacant military division. As soon as he took over, his task was not ordinary.

"Who knows." Leng Changxi handed the letter to Zhuge Qingtian, which was handwritten by Feng Xuejun, the assassin of Qingzhou, in black and white, expressing his seemingly ready to surrender.

Zhuge Qingtian took out the letter sent by Qingzhou Siyan from the box, carefully touched the paper, and looked up and said, "The paper is the same. It's all Qingzhou's official paper. According to the traces of ink, Si Yan's photo is indeed a month earlier than the assassin. The strange thing is why Qingzhou officials are accurate. Be honest, but you have to separate. If you can cooperate, won't you have a much better chance of winning?

"There is only one possibility." Leng Changxi turned the jade wrench finger of his thumb, like the eyebrows gathered in the mountains, and the corners of his lips seemed to rise slightly. "One of them must be lying, and one must be Sima Rui's nail."

Zhuge Qingtian paused slightly. One was Si Yan, who held the economic power in Qingzhou, and the other was the assassin of Qingzhou's largest governor. No matter which of them was playing tricks, it was terrible.

"Immediately, find out all the information about these two people before dusk." Leng Changxi hit the hard mahogany chopping board with his fingertips, and the jade wrench finger of his thumb just hit the corner of the table, jingling.

"Okay," Zhuge Qingtian arched his hand and attached a sentence, "How detailed should it be?"

Leng Changxi turned his head indifferently: "It's enough to find out what trousers his ancestors wear in winter, and find out whether his ancestral grave faces south or north. OK, go."

Zhuge Qingtian was slightly stunned and still arched away in embarrassment.

"Oi, let's all retreat."

The people in the council room gradually dispersed. It was not until the evening that Qin Yunuan also came back from Mu Qingyu's side. She looked tired and happened to see a thick pile of materials in her hand, and half of them were covered with the whole case. Leng Changxi took these materials and hurriedly looked at them and saw Qin Yunuan coming in. He just glanced at the full information and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Zhuge Qingtian is very good. These are the information he found in a long time. They are very good. I almost found out what color the maid's belly pocket is."

Qin Yunuan sneered: "Your description is really special."

Leng Changxi shook the full information in his hand and shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Would you like to have a look? I've almost seen it, and I've probably guessed who is tricky in the assassins and Si Yan. Come and help me see if it's the same as what I thought."