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Chapter 149 Ming Zhi(1/2)

Three letters are the source of all storms.

Donglin County was in turmoil, the Southeast martial arts world was bloody, countless veterans died, countless heroes were involved in the turmoil... Everything was because of these three letters! Everyone's eyes were focused on those three letters! Even Wen Baishan looked extremely solemn.

Although he was injured, he was not unable to seize the letter from Li Fan in an instant.

But he just waited and watched.

Li Fan held the three letters and felt the coldness of the letter paper. He murmured: "So many people died just for a message..." What kind of news is worth the effort of so many people?

He shook his head, turned around, and suddenly handed all three letters to Wen Baishan! "Look first, if you think the news is harmless, then leave it to me and let me take it back."

"If you really can't watch it, then you can destroy it."

Li Fan spoke, and his words suddenly became full of fatigue.

At this moment, he seemed to be a few years older! When he heard his words, everyone around him opened their eyes wide and looked at Li Fan in disbelief.

How could this be possible... "Are you crazy..." An outsider like Zhan Yuqing couldn't help but speak. She already understood that Li Fan was born and died and was seriously injured. It was just for these three letters, but now he handed over to his prisoner under the ranks, Wen Baishan! Why is this?

Many people in the martial arts world were also extremely confused and did not understand what Li Fan did before and after.

Long Feiyang looked at Li Fan, and a confused look flashed in his eyes. Is Li Fan from the Zhao Mansion?

Or is it the one who lost to Wen Baishan...?

Ma Shengyuan, Yu Buzhen and others were even more shocked, with a deep complex look in their eyes, as if they had no idea about Li Fan at all.

"Li Fan!"

Cui Lie roared, clenched his fists, and the anger in the tiger's eyes was almost burning, and he shouted: "I'll kill you!"

Cui Lie was about to rush over and take back three letters, but Peng Wujin next to him suddenly took action, and it was extremely fast, and appeared directly behind him, slamming his vest! "Ah--" Cui Lie let out a scream and immediately threw himself to the ground. His face was pale and his body was shaking. He felt that he could not lift his strength at all! "Woo---" Dao Ming had already taken a step forward and attacked Peng Wujin! Peng Wujin refused to block it, took more than ten steps in a row, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't hurt him!"

Ganti Banner stopped and stared at Peng Wujin, his eyes unabated.

"Binghan Palm, it just temporarily shut down his power operation, making him unable to use force.

You don't want him to ruin the big deal about your master, right?"

Peng Wujin spoke with a smile.

Hearing this, Gantiqi was silent. He looked at Cui Lie on the ground deeply. The knife in his hand slowly put away, took a step back, and came behind Li Fan, guarding Li Fan, but there was no doubt in his eyes.

"Harve... Letter... Retake the letter..." Cui Lie, who had lost his power of action, spoke with difficulty. He wanted to raise his hand, but it finally fell down. A few apricot leaves were stained in his mouth, and tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

Gan Tieqi listened to his words and said nothing, pursing his lips tightly, but just holding the hilt of the knife, but trembling.

He did not move.

Looking at the scene that happened in the scene, Wen Baishan looked at Li Fan with a calm expression, "Why?"

He was also puzzled.

He rushed to the world, fought alone on Jianping Mountain, and fought against the Demon Sect alone; he rushed to Xinglin forever and suffered a heavy blow... Isn't it just for these beliefs?

A look of desolation appeared on Li Fan's face, and he glanced at the Long Guard who was waiting for the battle a hundred steps away.

"The Dragon Guard is the elite in the capital, and only the emperor can mobilize it."

Li Fan spoke, and a self-deprecating flashed across the corner of his mouth, "I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want the person I love deeply to die because of it."

"Zhao Nantang is not afraid of death. He is a general and a subordinate Wu Tiangu once led, but Xue Ning is not."

When Xue Ning was mentioned, a sincere tenderness naturally appeared in his eyes.

"If this matter really angers the emperor and tear the court apart, that would be a disaster for anyone."

"Wu Tiangu is dead after all. I don't know how great he is, nor do I want to know. I am a very pragmatic person."

The self-deprecating look on Li Fan's face became stronger and stronger, "I'm tired."

I don’t want to experience this kind of fight again, nor do I want to one day because of the secret revealed by this letter that this bloody will come to Xue Ning.”

Wen Baishan stared at Li Fan, but he really couldn't find any artificiality or hypocrisy in Li Fan's face.

He is indeed very tired.

"Those who know the current affairs are heroes.

Your choice is right.”

Wen Baishan finally spoke, and then he opened the letter in his hand one by one.

The first letter was brought by Cui Lie.

After reading it, Wen Baishan shook his head and put it down.

The second letter was led by Long Feiyang. He was surprised, but he didn't have too many expressions and let it go.

When he saw the third letter, which was the letter brought by Wu Sangzi, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and his face became solemn as ever before. Word by word, the reddish letter paper was scanned by his eyes thousands of times.

dignified.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn.

Everyone understood that the paper wrote the reason why the article was defeated and came to the southeast, and the source of this war.

A sense of curiosity arises in everyone's hearts, but no one dares to take a look. Everyone understands that some secrets are known, but they are death-demanding talismans.

Li Fan looked at the expression on Wen Baishan's face calmly.

It took a long time, and a long time later, Wen Baishan sighed slowly and said, "Thank you for the golden eagle that has been lurking for twenty years."

He said it when he looked at Wu Sangzi who died in the field.

As he said that, he handed the letter to Li Fan! As everyone stared at him, Li Fan took the letter.

Scan it, and then again.

On the letter paper, there were two news: "The Hu Kingdom has secretly formed a Qiang people and will raise troops to attack Daxi.

Three months ago, the general of Hu Guonanyuan sneaked into the Qiang tribe and conspired with Han Dan tribe and Geerjun's tribe..." The second news was: "Twenty years ago, before the decisive battle of Xihu, someone from Daxi secretly came to the Hu army and brought a secret letter to reveal the general's strategy. After repeated investigation, the man was named 'Wu Jingru'."

Li Fan's eyes were locked on the second news.

The one named Wu Jingru must represent something behind it... It is very likely that it is that person... Could it be that, the decisive battle twenty years ago... He thought of the lightning and suddenly said: "Iron Flag, take the others, retreat fifty steps away, without self-order, you must not approach."

Ganti Banner did not hesitate, held the hilt of the knife and glanced at the many martial arts people.

Everyone retreated one after another, fifty steps away.

Wen Baishan waved his hand, and Ma Shengyuan and others also retreated.

"The three words Wu Jingru are highly named in the Daxi Kingdom."

There was no one around, and Wen Baishan spoke. He looked at Li Fan, "I happened to know one of them. He also followed the army in the battle twenty years ago."

Li Fan raised his eyes, "What about now?"

Wen Baishan was silent for a moment, word by word: "One of the three major censors in the court, the favorite disciple of the right prime minister 'Li Wen'."

Li Fan's heart had sank slightly. The Censor was already an important official in his rank, and the Right Prime Minister Li Wen was even more trustworthy than the current emperor.

——Since Daxi established the dynasty, no one could have been in the right prime minister for ten years. Although this position is powerful, it often has a good ending.

Li Wen has been there for eighteen years! "Why show it to me?"

Li Fan looked at Wen Baishan.

Although the pro-war faction represented by Zhao Nantang is now losing power in the court, it is not impossible to really start a dispute.

If the world knows that the decisive battle failed that year, it might be that the right prime minister was making trouble. I am afraid that the entire Daxi Kingdom would have a bloody storm! - This is probably the reason why the emperor personally sent Wen Baishan to come.

For Emperor Jianye, the foundation was hard-won. The court had just stabilized for a while, and the vitality of the world was slightly restored, so I really couldn't stand it.

Since that is the case, wouldn’t Wen Baishan worry that Li Fan would tell Zhao Nantang after seeing the content of the letter, which would cause a bloody storm in the court?

"The Lord of the Lord does not know what the content in the letter is," Wen Baishan did not answer Li Fan's question positively, but said calmly: "However, if the contents in it will not be detrimental to the Lord of the Lord of the Lord and the court, the Golden Eagle should be presented directly to the court, not to Zhao Nantang."

"Everyone knows that those veterans were loyal to Wu Tiangu, and in order to avenge him, those people could not even have their lives."

"So, no matter what the content is, as long as it is sent from the hands of which veterans, it is very likely to threaten the peace situation for twenty years, and the Lord of the Lord now does not want to fight."

"The reason I show you is because I have always believed that you are a smart person. Whether you know or not, the content of this letter is unique."

"In addition, you should also take a look. If these fallen veterans know the news, they will leave more peacefully."

Wen Baishan sighed slightly, and there was a sense of guilt in his eyes, because the news in the letter was very important to the Daxi Kingdom, especially the first one.

The remaining veterans of the battle twenty years ago are still sticking to their mission and protecting Daxi, but many of them die in the hands of Long Wei... Li Fan was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed and smashed the letter paper in his hand.

Three letters disappeared like this.

The people around were extremely confused. They were far away and could not hear clearly what the two of them said, but they saw what Li Fan did.

"…can you really trust him?"

Long Feiyang couldn't help but speak at this moment, looking at the Ganti Flag.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Gantiqi's eyes.

Those three letters were exchanged for so many people's lives... but he didn't move after all, just watched.

Wen Baishan also looked at Li Fan, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I read that right, you are a smart person."
To be continued...
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