The next day.

Yu Jiao came to the army early with the training plan, and Cui Zhihui did not act slutty and led 5,000 troops to the school training ground.

But it is obvious that his attitude did not improve because he was a defeated player, but instead became even worse.

He ordered his subordinates to follow Wei Xiao's orders to participate in the training and left, as if he could not accept the result of yesterday and could not afford to lose.

Yu Jiao and Wei Xiao had no time to pay attention to him and carried out brand new training for his subordinates according to the agreed regulations.

As they expected, Cui Zhihui's subordinates were used to the training method of regular troops seeking progress while maintaining stability, and had a very poor acceptance of this innovative method that had a huge breakthrough.

The two of them worked hard for an hour, but they didn't even have the most basic formation.

At this time, Cui Zhihui came to Bai Jing.

"What? Why are you talking about it now?"

Bai Jing was startled, held a dagger in his hand tightly, his whole body trembled violently, and his face suddenly turned red and dizzy.

Obviously, he was quite excited.

This excited emotion made him breathe rapidly, and the blood in his body seemed to condense. After a loud roar, he temporarily lost the ability to speak.

In an instant, Xiao Qi shouted desperately over and over again in his dream.

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one

He seemed to fall into an endless abyss, entangled in the mud that was darkened by the night.

Neither the soul nor the heart can be liberated.

Faced with Bai Jing's angry questioning, Cui Zhihui put on a shocked and innocent expression: "What's your reaction? Could it be that the Seventh Master did not..."

Just now, he told Bai Jing with a dagger that on the way to Yaocheng from Liangcheng, he met a crazy boy.

The young man claimed to be the Qilang of the Bai family and hoped to walk with them and rushed to Yaocheng together.

Because the boy had a lame leg, he could not walk to Yaocheng dozens of miles away in the ice and snow with his own abilities.

However, he has been leading troops outside and has never seen Bai Yu.

He suspected that the young man was a spy from the Northern Yan people. He not only ordered people to beat the young man hard, but also scattered all the things on the young man, trying to find out the connection between the young man and the Northern Yan people.

But because the boy spoke in an extremely standard Yujing accent, he did not make a desperate move, but instead wanted to find the Bai family members to verify with the boy's dagger.

So this scene happened.

Cui gently pulled Bai Jing's sleeve and whispered to comfort: "Husband, please calm down."

This persuasion showed that she had doubts about the matter, but she failed to soothe Bai Jing's mood.

Of course, even Cui thought it was unreliable, he would not have no doubts.

What's more, this news comes from Cui Zhihui's mouth.

Even if the dagger in his hand was really owned by Xiaoqi, he did not completely believe Cui Zhihui's words.

However, the eager expectation of Xiaoqi still living made him unable to ignore any possibility.

Xiaoqi doesn't want to die, he can't let Xiaoqi die.

Xiaoqi wants to meet Qi's younger brother and sister, so he wants to bring Xiaoqi back!

Thinking of this, he grabbed Cui Zhihui's clothes and asked in a trembling voice: "Why are you talking about it now?"

His hands were shaking and his voice was shaking, and even the tears in the depths of his eyes were shaking.

Cui Zhihui threw him away, and became angry and angry: "Your death of the Seventh Prince is yourselves to the court. Should this general care about the matters related to the dead?"

"Besides, have you given me a chance to speak? The first time I wanted to speak, but I was angry with you from the dining table!"

"The second time I want to speak, what have you done, but you actually called Your Highness Nine... Now I still blame me for not speaking earlier. Have you looked for the reason for yourself?"

Cui held Bai Jing, who was shaking, and advised again: "Husband, the seventh brother is gone. The beast has eaten only a pile of broken clothes and a few bones. This is not the seventh brother, please calm down."

At this moment, Cui was using her method to explain to Cui Zhihui why Bai Jing was so excited.

Because Qilang "has no complete corpse" and Bai Jing is unwilling to accept reality, he firmly believes that he is not dead.

At the same time, she was reminding Bai Jing that the news that Qilang had not died must not be disclosed, otherwise he might be guilty of deceiving the emperor. After all, they reported the news of his death.

What's more, the leak of the news will put Qilang in danger.

Bai Jing understood Cui's hint, and he held the dagger tightly and shouted to Cui: "I never believed that Xiaoqi was gone! Don't even think of fooling me with a bunch of broken limbs, broken arms and rags!"

Cui Zhihui grabbed Bai Jing, who was excited, and frowned unhappily: "What are you shouting to Su Bing?"

Bai Jing immediately fell silent and looked at Cui with a little ashamed.

Things should have ended here.

But he repeatedly confirmed the dagger in his hand several times, and it was undoubtedly Xiaoqi's.

He passed the information provided by Cui Zhihui in his mind - lame and was beaten.

If Xiao Qi was really left deep in the snowfield when he was seriously injured, could he fight back the beasts in the forest, survive the bone-bone cold, and survive?

Under all kinds of contradictions, Bai Jing still chose not to miss any possibility.

Even if the possibility is slim, if the person Cui Zhihui mentioned is Xiaoqi, if he chooses not to confirm, Xiaoqi will not wait for the rescue and end up.

So what's the difference between killing Xiaoqi with his own hands?

There are so many people in the Bai family who have died because of him, and he must not let Xiaoqi lose his life because of his suspicion of Cui Zhihui.

He put down the dagger, took out the map and laid it on the table, pulled Cui Zhihui and asked, "Tell me, where did you meet?"

His hands were still shaking and his voice was trembling.

Just as his excitement could not calm down for a long time.

Cui Zhihui had a little incredible look on his face, and he exuded the fact coldly: "Fifth Young Master, I advise you not to look for it anymore. The boy was seriously injured. Even if he didn't have a beaten blow later, he would probably not be able to stand in such weather."

Cui once again comforted her: "Husband, that's not the seventh brother, it must be no!"

However, at this time, her persuasion did not work.

It was just because Bai Jing had already eaten the weight and was determined to confirm the relationship between that person and Xiaoqi.

He couldn't delay for a moment, so he grabbed Cui Zhihui's sleeve and pointed to the map, and asked again: "Where did you meet it?"

Cui Zhihui frowned, but seemed to regret not informing him of this, which caused him a big trouble for no reason.

But he could not resist Bai Jing, who was excited, and placed his finger in a position in the map: "It's probably here."

Bai Jing immediately made a mark, then put on the map and put it in his clothes, then put on his knee pads and boots, put on his cloak, and walked out without looking back.

When Cui saw this situation, he was anxious, but he also knew clearly that he could not persuade his husband.
Chapter completed!