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What Ling Qu said was true.

When the monk army broke through the gate of Dajin City, it was Fu'an who collected the corpse of Emperor Guangguang of Jin under the eyes of thousands of people.Later, Fu'an was arrested and thrown into Xijue's prison. Everyone knew that he had settled down his heir before that.It's not that Tu Shan didn't ask the monk army to arrest him, but the place where he went was already empty, and no one knew where Fu'an's son was.

Ling Qu recalled what happened before he entered the dungeon. He only remembered that it was snowing all over the sky. He was put in a sack and taken out of the tomb hall of the capital of Jin Dynasty overnight. Pulled into the endless night of the dungeon in the light.

It's ten years in a flash.

"Your father, do I know you?" Sijin asked.He held a pile of open hot chestnuts in his warm sleeves, and the wind blew a pleasant aroma.

"You should know." Ling Qu's thoughts were brought back, and he said quietly, he beat the folding fan on the tiger's mouth, but he didn't fan the wind, "You are the former prince, and Fu'an was your father's best friend during his lifetime."

"Master, you can't talk nonsense about this." Chu Ji was taken aback, and quickly wanted to cover his mouth, "Be careful if someone listens to it, the little master will be in trouble."

Ling Qu didn't shut up, and continued to say: "The base of the former prince's seal left to you by Master Qingxu is the inscription of Fu'an."

Sijin was lost in thought.He has no memory of the past. The so-called father is just a few words in the history books in his heart. He admires his father and feels sorry for his experience. Be empathetic.In his mind, the defeat of the Great Jin at the peak of its national power must have its own reasons.He didn't understand his father's nature, let alone his close friends.There's still a lot he doesn't understand.

However, Ling Qu's sudden life experience actually narrowed the distance between him and himself, which meant that the two had the same position at this moment.

"Do you want to restore the country?" Ling Qu suddenly asked Sijin.His expression at the moment let Si Jin know that he was not joking.

"If you want to restore the country, I have a reason to kill Tu Shanxiong for you." Ling Qu was serious before, "After all, this world should be the world of Jin."

But Sijin shook her head, and said: "I don't have the great talent and strategy of my father. He is brave and strategic, and even if he is defeated in the tomb palace, what can I do? Jiangshan is not a child's play, and he bleeds thousands of miles at every turn. What's more, the country will be doomed. What's more--" He paused at this point, bowed his head and touched his stomach, and approached Ling Qu and said: "My country is here."

Ling Qu stagnated.He originally thought that Sijin would bear blood and deep hatred like his senior brother after knowing his life experience, but he didn't expect that he could handle all this so calmly.

Are you indifferent to rights and disputes in the world?Probably not.

"You don't believe me?" Ling Qu took a breath, his voice suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were filled with frost, "Do you think that what I said today is actually to test whether you have second thoughts? You won't really You think I'm Dong Sheng's lackey, and everything I do is for Dong Sheng's sake?"

Sijin looked at him and said calmly: "It's not what you think. You and I know that this Xijue is dying, and the monks and soldiers are bound to be wiped out. But who can rule this country in troubled times can't close the coffin yet In conclusion, everyone is watching. I am here, and you are also."

indeed.Dongsheng's Huoqi knew at a young age to hide his strength and bide his time, and he had already planted the seeds of the dangerous pear army in the Xijue dungeon in his early years, which shows that he is a material for becoming an emperor.But who can guarantee that Huoqi will not be the next Tu Shanxiong, and Wei Lijun will not be the next monk army?

If Sijin can take over Xijue, he will definitely learn from Tu Shan's lesson.

Thinking of this, Ling Qu sat back beside Sijin again, and said, "How do you know that you don't have the strength to aspire to the top? Although the Jin Dynasty destroyed the country back then, some loyal old ministries are still there. After all these years, these The old Ministry lived in seclusion in the mountains, and they had no idea of ​​returning to the country. The reason why they have not acted is because there is no reason to gather the hearts of these veterans. If they know that you are still there, they will definitely rise up. Revive Dajin."

"But I don't want to." Sijin shook her head, "I'm not expected to be an emperor. I just hope that the river will be clean and the sea will be peaceful. It doesn't matter who sits in that position."

Ling Qu sighed.Indeed, how could this little monk have such a hard heart to make decisions from a high altitude.Being an emperor does have a lot of involuntary control, and he doesn't want to think about this muddy water and turn himself into a completely different person.

Sijin added: "Besides, if you become an emperor, you have to make repeated orders. If I want to see you, I still need to send someone to announce your audience."

"It's not easy? You just keep me by your side, on the bed. I serve you day and night. When I want to run away, you tie me up so that I can't go anywhere." Ling Qu narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"How can I do that? For a long time, if you are Nasu Daji, I will become King Zhou." Sijin said vigilantly.What's the difference between this and the Tu Shan family who wantonly built a secondary palace for the male protagonists to live in?

Need it or not.This is not necessary.

The soldiers of the Wei Li Army are standing in the school field in the northwest corner of Liangshuo.It is only ten miles away from Tu Shanxiong's palace.

At this moment, the sky was bright and clear, and the black eagle was churning in the billowing clouds in the sky, and the sound of chirping was endless.

On the Tiger Might Seat in the center of the arena in the school arena, Fu An was wrapped in a soft cloak, lying obliquely on it, shouting loudly.His hair was disheveled, his beard was shaggy, and his eyes were covered by gray and curly hair. He looked weak and weak, like a withered corpse, and flies could even be seen flying around him.

Zhen Zhao, the leader of the Wei Li Army, only glanced at it, and then said to his subordinates, "Receive the eagle."

The dark gray falcon hovered in the sky, suddenly pierced through the clouds, sank suddenly, and barely passed Fu'an's head.

Fu An was indifferent.

The falcon howled, turned around, bit the soft cloak on Fu'an's body, and pulled it up.

"Are you annoyed?" The gray and curly hair finally moved, revealing a pair of hale and irritated eyes underneath.

He stretched out his hand to grab the soft cloak from Falcon Eagle's mouth, and covered his body again: "If it wasn't for Li Jun's sake, I would have pulled out your wings and roasted them sooner or later."

The falcon hawk screamed again, and the bluestone-colored chest feathers covered Fu'an's face, and its two hooked eagle claws grabbed Fu'an's ears, and stood up with its wings folded.One didn't stand still, sat down with a slap on his buttocks, and flapped his wings twice.

Fuan ate a mouthful of hair, and couldn't sleep anymore, and slapped the big bird away impatiently: "I warn you, old boy, if you push your nose on your face again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Li Jun, Hai Dongqing, has been with him for several years, not only has his temper not restrained, but has become more wild.It knew that Fu'an didn't dare to do anything to it, and played tricks with him more and more brazenly.

"Eat the fish!" A soldier in the school field grabbed a fat river carp from an iron bucket and threw it at it, which was bitten to pieces in the air.

"The river fish can't fill its stomach. It has to eat birds of prey." Fu An sat up, took out a wet cloth from the washbasin beside him, and wiped his face.A lot of accumulated old mud was immediately wiped off with a clean damp cloth.

"Danxiu." At this moment Zhenzhao came over, cupped his hands and bowed, "Dare to ask Danxiu, when is he leaving?"

"The Wei Li army occupied the Liangshuo school grounds, and this news will soon reach Tu Shanxiong's ears. When the enemy army hit him in the face, the first thing he did was to summon the city lord of Liangshuo and the guards guarding the periphery of Liangshuo. The fire army came to encircle and suppress." Fu An spread out the blueprint, squinted his eyes and drew on it, "Here, the two armies are bound to confront each other."

Zhen Zhao looked at where his fingers were.

The West Mountain behind Taihe Temple?

Zhenzhao said: "In a confrontation here, the Wei Li army may not have the upper hand. They are numerous and powerful, and they are familiar with the conditions of the terrain. Once they are encircled and suppressed, we may not be able to escape for a while."

Fu An's hand tapped on the drawing: "Is the current commander of the Fire Army still a lacquer bow?"

Zhen Zhao replied, "Yes."

Fu'an said: "I heard that there is a white snake commander in his tent who is very vicious. Is this person still in the tent?"

Zhen Zhao thought for a while, and said, "It is said that the White Snake is dead. At present, the position of the commander of the fire army is vacant, and there is only one deputy commander left, who was a former general of the monk army."

"The Huojun is nothing to be afraid of. The difficult thing to deal with is Wumazhen, the lord of Liangshuo City." Fu An recalled the poisonous child he saw in the dungeon that day, and the gentleness and gentleness in the early years disappeared completely, leaving only the coldness Cool and thin and empty and submissive.

I don't know what he has experienced during these years in Xijue, whether his kind nature has been completely obliterated.

"It's very difficult." He couldn't help but say.

Even if his own son has been wasted into this inhuman and ghost appearance, where will Li Jun's son live now?

Back then, he believed Qingxu's nonsense, fed the Nine-Turn Xuanling Pill to his second son, and faced the monk army alone.But he never thought of doing this, and went around in a big circle, but the second son still didn't have a smooth life.

The theory that the Nine-Turn Xuanling Pill changes fate against the sky is pure nonsense. Fu An has practiced alchemy all his life.Neither Lijun's Jianghe nor Lijun's orphan can be saved.But now, all he can do is to come out of the mountain for Li Jun and vent his anger on him.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, there is someone outside asking to see him alone." The subordinates came to report.

"Who is it?" Zhen Zhao asked.At this special juncture, someone dared to come to see him, is it an enemy or a friend?

"Let him in." Unexpectedly, Fu An said without thinking.

"This..." Zhen Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still ordered, "Let him go crazy."

Those who can come here alone at this time are probably not the idlers.

Ling Qu stood at the gate of the school with his hands behind his back, looking up at the fangs of the tiger's head hanging above his head.He was wearing a gray-brown spotted soft cloak, and inside was a long-lost dark black dress.His long hair stood on end, his profile was clearly defined, and he was particularly eye-catching in the sun.

Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings passed over his head, and the lime-gray sea dongqing covered the sky.

Lingqu watched it hovering in the sky, indifferent.The bird suddenly jumped down, and its sharp eagle claws pierced the back of his hand.

Ling Qu didn't hide, but shook off the blood on the back of his hand, showing displeasure.

A good bird, but the brain is not normal.He is covered in poison, and the blood in his body is soaked in the breath of poison. Ordinary people will die if they touch it, let alone this giant kite?Birds should have a keen sense of smell, and a bird with a normal brain would smell his breath and avoid it, but the elderly Hai Dongqing in front of him actually took his blood instead.

Do you feel like you've lived too long?

The bird flew around in a low circle, then turned around again, relentlessly.

Ling Qu lifted the back of his hand that was still bleeding, and finally said, "Drink my blood, you should be on your way."

Unexpectedly, footsteps sounded from behind, Fu An strode over, and kicked him hard on the back. This kick was so hard that Ling Qu fell to his knees on the ground, with a puddle of blood stuck in his throat. .

"It's you who should go on the road." Fu An said coldly.

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