Perhaps it was because Ye Li had enough reputation in the Mo family army, or perhaps it was because the generals of the entire Mo family army were very calm and calm. After the news of Mo Xiuyao's serious injury was spread, the entire Mo family army did not cause chaos and morale as worried about Feng Zhiyao and others. Even more than ten days later, when the news of Mo Xiuyao's death came out, the army did not have much problems. All the soldiers of the Mo family army were more hatred and shared the same hatred against the enemy.

When he actually received Mo Xiuyao's obituary, everyone was stunned. Even Mo Jingli, who was full of confidence and Lei Zhenting, who was still a little worried, could no one believe that Mo Xiuyao... the man who made the world jealous and awe, and who had over ten years of twists and turns and mastered most of the world, was so... dead?

Looking at the letter delivered to him, Lei Zhenting sighed in a complicated expression.

"Father?" Lei Tengfeng stood aside, looking at Lei Zhenting's expression of joy and sorrow, and said in confusion. It is naturally a good thing for Mo Xiuyao to die, but he doesn't know why his father looked like this. This made Lei Tengfeng have a bad guess, "Father, but... what's the problem with Mo Xiuyao's death?"

In fact, Lei Tengfeng couldn't believe that Mo Xiuyao died just like this. Mo Xiuyao's cunning and fickleness also left a deep impression on Lei Tengfeng, so he had to doubt whether Mo Xiuyao was cheating on the corpse. But he was a little confused for a moment, the meaning of Mo Xiuyao's fraud? Originally, this battle had gradually deviated towards the Ding Palace. As long as nothing unexpected happened, even if there was a stalemate for two or three years, the Ding Palace's winning odds would be much greater than that of Zhennan Palace. Mo Xiuyao had completely given up all the advantages in the early stage.

Lei Zhenting frowned and did not shake his head and said, "It doesn't look like it, but it's okay. Send someone to visit again, be sure to determine whether Mo Xiuyao is really dead." If Mo Xiuyao really pretends to die, he will definitely have a big plan and must not be careless. But in this situation, if he stops and does nothing, it is absolutely impossible to give up this opportunity in vain.

"Son understand." Lei Tengfeng nodded seriously. Of course, he also understood the importance of this matter. He also had the same thoughts as Lei Zhenting, and Mo Jingli, who was far away from Hangu Pass.

At a secret stronghold in the Dingwang Mansion, Mo Xiuyao was amused and laughed at the secret letters presented by his subordinates. Looking at the letters in front of him, he couldn't help but whisper: "Ali must be angry... It's really bad. But... it's hard to get it for a long time..." However, since Ali announced that he was dead, there must be a way for outsiders to believe the authenticity of the news. This is of great benefit to his secret plan. Sure enough, it was still a good decision not to hide it from Ali at the beginning. If Feng Zhiyao and others were in charge of the overall situation at this time, they would probably backfire. This is not Guan's ability, but Feng Zhiyao and others do not have the reputation and status of Ye Li, nor do they have such a tacit understanding of not having to talk to Mo Xiuyao.

"Prince..." The subordinate standing in front of him looked at the prince who was murmuring in front of him, and said in confusion.

Mo Xiuyao raised a smile on his lips and said, "Let's leave it to A Li and Feng San on the battlefield. We should prepare too." It's not easy to encounter such an opportunity to leave the battlefield without being suspected. After all, his martial arts are too strong. If he doesn't have a joint explanation, even if he defeats his body in front of Lei Zhenting, Lei Zhenting will probably treat it as someone else's disguise. Cangmang Mountain... is such a good excuse. Since that's the case, of course he will also take the opportunity to give Lei Zhenting and Mo Jingli a shocking gift.

"But, Prince... your injury..."

Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and glanced at his chest, waved indifferently: "What kind of injury is this? It's nothing serious. Go."

"Yes, my subordinates have surrendered."

The death of King Ding is such a shocking event, so naturally, it is impossible to stop it. So as soon as the news came out, the entire Mo family army camp and Feihong Pass were immediately covered with white cloth. All the places were covered with white cloth, and the entire army wore mourning. When the people near Feihong Pass received the news, every family was equally convinced, and many people even complained and felt sad. In today's chaotic times, the people in the northwest have been living a stable and peaceful life, all of which depend on the protection of the Prince Ding Mansion. The pain of the people now is not only for their own concerns in the future, but also for the mourning and sadness of the death of Mo Xiuyao, King Ding.

"Report to the Princess, the Nanwang of Xiling Town is here." In Feihong Pass, Ye Li was sitting in the study and placing the tall notes piled up on the table in front of him. Mo Xiuyao suddenly "dead", so naturally there were countless things to deal with. Whether it was Feihong Pass or Ding Wang Mansion in Licheng, everyone was very busy. Xu Hongyu and Xu Qingchen of Licheng, and others were also sent someone to send a letter to send him so busy that they could no longer have their spare time.

Ye Li raised her head and looked at Qin Feng and frowned, "Lei Zhenting? What is he here to do?"

Qin Feng said: "Of course we are here to mourn the prince." Although the two sides are facing the enemy now, Lei Zhenting came to mourn in the name of Xiling, and the Mo family army really can't do anything to him.

Putting the note aside, Ye Li stood up and said, "Mourning? Come and check the news? I thought he should send Lei Tengfeng." Qin Feng thought for a while and smiled in a low voice: "For subordinates, he is probably afraid that the princess will be angry and will really kill Lei Tengfeng." Lei Tengfeng is Lei Zhenting's only son, and Lei Zhenting is now nearly sixty years old. It is probably too late to have another son to raise him.

"Forget it, go and meet. If you ask someone to prepare, Mo Jingli is probably coming too." Ye Li said.

"Mo Jingli?" Qin Feng frowned and said, "Do he dare to come?" Mo Jingli is not a person with great skills and courage. It is not like Mo Jingli will do this in the enemy camp. While walking out, Ye Li said, "He should have received the news. With my understanding of Mo Jingli, he will never miss such an opportunity." After all, in Mo Jingli's life, Mo Xiuyao's death was the first time, and it may be the only time.

"I understand." Qin Feng nodded.

In the lobby, Lei Zhenting was drinking tea while looking at the entire hall. This mansion was originally the mansion of the general stationed in Feihong Pass, not particularly large or very gorgeous. After Mo Xiuyao and others moved in, they obviously did not make any arrangements with care. Now the entire mansion is covered by plain white cloth, which is even more cold and solemn.
Chapter completed!