I heard you were going to abuse me?Sorry I don't hurt [Quick Transmigration]

In the dead of night, Bian Zimo, who lives in the general's mansion, quietly came to the corner, blew a whistle, and a black shadow immediately appeared from the corner.

Bian Zimo took out a bamboo tube with the length of his index finger from the Changing Plant, and handed it to the man in black.

"This is for you." Bian Zimo whispered calmly, but did not explain what was written inside.The man in black didn't ask any more questions, got the small bamboo tube and disappeared into the moonlit night.

Bian Zimo has a handsome figure, and standing there, he has an outstanding and independent, cold and immortal feeling. No one can guess that he is a spy.He was lost in his own thoughts.

The information about "Guangling San" is the most important thing. He got it too easily, and it is no longer a pie in the sky. Now it seems that someone directly stuffed the pancake into his mouth.

Could it be...the General's Mansion has other secret work?

Bian Zimo's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the streamer in his eyes.At this moment, he heard the bleak sound of a piano coming from a courtyard, and Bian Zimo turned his eyes sharply.

who? !

He adjusted his cuffs slightly, closed his eyes slightly to block the murderous intent, and walked over at a leisurely pace.I saw the man who was playing the piano under the moon—Bai Zhi.

The mottled shadows under the moonlight reflected on the young man's white robe, leaving a gentle radiance. He lowered his eyelids, completely immersed in his own world, plucking the strings like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his slightly curved neck formed a Seductive arc.

It turned out to be him, Bian Zimo heaved a sigh of relief, he was so far away, and this person was playing the piano again, he probably didn't see what he did.

Bian Zimo listened for a while, then took a leaf from the treetop, half of the leaves were withered and yellow.Probably the tree is psychic, and also felt the emotions of the person playing the piano.

Bian Zimo's mouth curved slightly indifferently. He already knew Bai Zhi's true identity. Even if he could hear Bai Zhi's injury in the sound of the piano at this moment, it was inconvenient for him to ask.However, chatting with his zither music for comfort can be regarded as admiration for his demeanor and his zither music.

He thought so, and he did so. The sound of the harmonica played by the leaves and the sound of the piano combined together, inexplicably harmonious.

Bian Zimo clenched the leaves in his hand after a song.

He couldn't help staring at Bai Zhi in a daze.Bai Zhi also looked at him, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It's cold, what are you doing out so late?"

"It's nothing." An unknown guilt swept through his brain, causing his slender hands to clenched his cuffs tightly.Once the war starts, I am afraid that this person will also be involved.

But thinking so much about what to do, this person is not related to him, and he has begun to have the kindness of a woman. After a moment of silence, Bian Zimo left quickly.

Bian Zimo left without seeing Lin Mojun's cheeks wet with tears.

"Brother." He couldn't believe that his unborn brother was still alive!The aristocrats of this aristocratic family will have family music scores, and those who can connect to the family music scores must be their blood!Hmm...better than DNA testing.

[System: Why are you crying ⊙﹏⊙]

[Bai Zhi: Our old Lin family finally has a successor 55555, I'm touched. 】

[System: Old Lin's family?Isn't his surname Bian? ] A look of bewilderment.

【Bai Zhi: After all, he looks so much like me:)】

[System: emmmmm] Is the script the host got different from the one I got? !

In fact, it was purely an accident that Bai Zhi knew this. He was just curious about what Prime Minister Ji Chengying knew, so he went to 'visit' his home. He didn't expect to know that there was such a possibility. This trial was a coincidence Mo was really his younger brother.

Bai Zhi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he had done enough acting, and returned to his original indifferent appearance.

Perhaps it was because the moonlight was lonely and the ancient times were boring, so he decided to compose a new song based on the previous song "The Spring of the Dead Tree".

If someone looks at it from a third-party point of view, it must be amazing.The young man has a straight spine, a pair of well-articulated hands lightly resting on the piano, his outline is gentle and moist, his lips are rosy, and his narrow and long red phoenix eyes are slightly raised. To captivate the world.

"Ding!" Bai Zhi lowered his eyelids, playing the piano so seriously for the first time.Nature is different from before.

He played this song for three sorrows and one bitterness.

Lin Qing was imprisoned because of the emperor's personal slander, and died young.

Er Bei Lin Qing's beloved wife died in exile.

Lin Mojun of the Three Sorrows had a rough fate and died without a whole body.

And Yiku is for the youngest son of the Lin family.Although his mother was dead, Bian Zimo crawled out of the corpse's belly abruptly.He was brought up by He country's intelligence organization, and he didn't know his parents and relatives, which can be described as suffering.

The sound of the piano, which was originally soothing and sad, gradually became full of fighting spirit. Why?To fight.

All words about pain, despair, or sadness pale in comparison to survival.

Along with the melodious music, a blue light shot out from Bai Zhi's body. It was the luck that heaven gave him before. The blue thunder flickered on his fingertips, but he didn't notice it. Part willful and bold.

Those leaves that had turned dark green again due to the song of spring on dead wood, now seem to be burned by a raging fire, and are annihilated in the song of Shu Kuang.The withered branches of those trees were reborn in the flames.

The sound of the zither faded and the song ended. There was thunder in the darkness. Bai Zhi left in front of the qin, stood up and looked up at the sky. He stood with his hands behind his back. "The name of this song is "The Song of Jue Chen"."

People in later generations will know that there is a world-shattering song in the world, and the song is so sad that it can kill thousands of enemies!The world will remember that the name of the person who made the score is Lin Mojun!

The system suddenly understood the meaning of the host's actions.

——I earned the dignity you want for you.

He looked at the sky with some worry, fearing that the rules of this world would cause some trouble for the host, but he seemed to be thinking too much.

Such a song and "Guangling San" should not be born, but the thunder of the heavenly dao has not been struck for a long time. Talented people will attract the jealousy of the heavenly dao. Height, even the Dao of Heaven doesn't want to harm such a talent!

Because of the talents in the world above the Dao of Qin, no one can match him!

In a dark corner where no one was paying attention, a person hid under a tree and sighed, "I can't keep this person."

.......

study

Duan Ce was tall and straight, like a god of war who would never fall down, but his brows were deeply furrowed, and gauze was still wrapped around one fist.

He has endured for many days without seeing Bai Zhi, not paying attention to him, wanting to forget him, not caring about him, but that's why he cares more and more... As long as he is in a trance, he is thinking about him.

Just as he was in a trance again, Wen San suddenly rushed into the study.

"The subordinate has an urgent matter to report."

"what?"

"Bian Zimo has been proven to be a spy of He Kingdom." Wen San knelt at Duan Ce's feet and reported.

Duan Ce rubbed the center of his brows, Bian Zimo was just guessing, but he didn't expect this to be the case.For the past three months, his attention has been so focused on Bai Zhi that he has been ignored.

"What information did he take away?" Duan Ce asked casually.

Question [-] hesitated, and told the facts he knew, "...I don't know. The Military Affairs Department didn't lose anything."

Duan Ce didn't relax his vigilance just because he said he didn't know at the third question.Bian Zimo is very intelligent and close to a demon, and he is someone that no one can take lightly. It is absolutely impossible for him to expose himself and gain nothing.

What can he get from him that can turn the tide of the battle?

Maps, military resources.....or...

Standing up suddenly, his expression revealed a rare pressure.He stomped a few steps in the room before turning to murmur. ""Guangling San"..."

""Guangling San"?"

"Impossible, General, Guangling Powder has been kept by our secret guards!" Wen San knelt on the ground, with a look of fear and fear, and whispered, "The General suspects that there is a spy among us."

Duan Ce nodded slightly. He actually didn't want to doubt his right-hand man, but the fact is.

"Go and see where Wen Qi is..." Duan Ce pondered, if he could get information from the hidden guard, there must be someone cooperating inside and outside.In the past few months, Wen Qi, who has been in constant contact with Bai Zhi, is the most suspicious.

"Yes……"

The Chinese people have lived very smoothly these years, because of the music score "Guangling San", they have been invincible.But now that he lost his trump card, the mighty country of He will inevitably invade during the autumn harvest.

Duan Ce put on the armor on the side, and without waiting for Wen San to continue, he immediately ordered the servants beside him, "Prepare the horse! I'm going to the palace."

The emperor and the general centrifuged at this time to fight again, and they knew what the result would be.Duan Ce frowned.

Just at this moment, an urgent report was delivered from the door.Duan Ce suddenly changed his expression, his expression was distorted.

The enemy is coming! !Several cities have already been conquered, and soldiers will soon come to the city.

"As for the emperor, the emperor has already run away..."

Xiao Chen led thousands of soldiers on the road from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River. He ran a few kilometers in just one day, which shows that he was well prepared.

There are tens of thousands of troops in He Kingdom, but there are only nearly a thousand people in the city. This battle will undoubtedly be lost.It is certain that he escaped, but leaving Duan Ce to defend the city was intentional, not only because he could attract the attention of the enemy army, but the chance of him escaping was greater.

Even more because he never thought of letting Duan Ce survive, this man dared to put the sword on his neck!How could he let him survive!

The emperor is no longer guarding the capital, and people are panicking now, Duan Ce also knows this.

Without any hesitation, he ordered, "I will go up to the tower to defend the city myself." Duan Ce led the troops never before, and this time, he didn't want to lose either.

"I'm going to see my wife, you all need to form a team first, and set off as soon as I come back." Duan Ce wanted to see Bai Zhi right now, even if Bai Zhi hated and hated him, he still wanted to see him when he was parting from the battlefield.

"Yes, General."

But this wish was ruthlessly pierced...

Duan Ce, who came to Baizhi's courtyard, was shocked when he heard Ziqing's words.

"Wen Qi and his wife are gone..."

Duan Ce doesn't know what it feels like when the sky is falling.But he knew now what it was like to have a heart torn in two.

Is Bai Zhi still going to leave him?No, as long as he doesn't allow it, he's not allowed to go anywhere!

"Look for it." Duan Ce's tone didn't fluctuate, but Zi Qing knew that it was the general's turbulent calm after suppressing all the rage and worries in his heart.