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Daxia fought Tanlang many times, but few really knew the real Tanlang King. Ling Xun didn't want more people to know the old enmity between him and Mu Jiu, so he waved his hand without saying anything nonsense: Someone took them down and tied them up, and sent them to the tent later, and I will interrogate them myself."

Mr. Fuyao was immediately dragged away, and when Ling Xun returned to the tent, Liu Shuo saw that his expression was not good, so he couldn't help worrying: "Young General didn't sleep all night, do you want to rest for a while before interrogating?"

Ling Xun originally wanted to refuse, but on second thought, he changed his mind.

"When you say that, I really feel that my brain is numb and I can't turn it around. Then I will interrogate those Yizhou traitors after I take a bath and rest!"

After several months of fighting, Ling Xun fought in the barracks. His body was either blood or mud, and he was already rough. He ordered someone to burn a bucket of water, took off his armor and uniform in the tent, and washed himself. It was clear, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that his muscles and bones were active, and he lay on his back on a sheepskin blanket, not moving.

Fang Jue heard that Ling Xun was going to sleep, so he squatted outside the tent and dutifully guarded it. From afar, he saw that unreliable brother strolling around beckoning cats and dogs, holding a barbecue jerky that he didn't know where he came from. , while tearing it into strips and sending it to his mouth, he ran over mysteriously and winked at him.

Fang Jue raised his head and glanced at Fang Ke, expressionlessly said: "What's wrong with your eyes, something got in?"

Fang Ke knew that he would never be able to communicate happily with Fang Jue, so he gave up using his eyes to signal, leaned over and squatted beside him, glanced around, and made sure that there was no movement in the tent, and then whispered like a thief: " Did you just see Mr. Fuyao from Yizhou?"

Fang Jue didn't take it seriously, "Isn't it the one who assisted Qin Fei? He was caught by Master Feng, and I heard that he was locked up in a stable."

Fang Ke's crooked smiling eyes seemed to have meaningful hooks, and he said in a persuasive manner: "The famous Mr. Fuyao, how much trouble has caused us these few months, don't you want to go and see?"

Fang Jue snorted coldly, "It's just a defeated general, what's there to see?"

Fang Ke became more and more like a great dancer, babbling and sighing for a while, seeing that Fang Jue was still unmoved, she drifted away regretfully, and left a sentence at the end: "You should go and have a look, it must be a worthwhile trip .”

Fang Jue was unmoved on the surface, but Fang Ke's teasing also aroused curiosity. The more he wanted to restrain himself, the more he felt like a cat scratching at his heart. The knowledgeable Fang Ke sighed for a moment, and endured it for half an hour, but really couldn't take it anymore, and scolded Fang Ke like a dog in his heart, he kicked the ground, flew up, and sprinted towards the stables in the camp.

The stable was not far from the main tent, Fang Jue found the place in just a short while, because of his professional habit, he hung upside down from the roof of the stable's thatched shed, but at a glance, he almost fell upside down.

"Major General! Not good! Not good, Major General!"

Ling Xun didn't fall asleep at all, but for some reason, he always dawdled and didn't want to see that person again, so he lay down and pretended to be dead.At this time, he heard someone yelling outside. He thought that something had happened, and immediately bounced like a corpse.

What happened again?

His first reaction was that he had been tricked, and it was the man's scheme from the beginning to the end. He pretended to be smart for a while, but finally fell into his trap.As early as the first time he saw that person, he should have guessed it.

Without saying a word, Ling Xun rushed out with the knife in hand, thinking fiercely in his heart, at worst, he would die with that surnamed Mu, and save himself the trouble of going around and going around like this.

The guard was about to enter the tent, but was frightened by his major general's murderous appearance, and almost sat down on the ground in fright.

"In a panic, what does it look like!" Although in his heart, Ling Xun had already prepared the worst predictions, the army was surrounded, the greedy wolf army was behind, and the man who was used to strategizing looked down on him from above, His eyes seemed to be looking at a clown, but when he faced his subordinates, he always looked so calm and composed.

"General, Little General Fang wants to kill the prisoners... we can't stop them."

Ling Xun didn't react for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he realized that he was talking about the brothers of the Fang family, "Which little general Fang?"

"It's the one who doesn't like to laugh!"

It was Fang Jue.

Ling Xun frowned, Fang Jue always obeyed orders, never acted without his instructions, how could he properly kill the captives?

Before Ling Xun could continue to question, the guard who reported the letter had already answered first: "The little general will kill Mr. Fuyao for everything he says, and we can't stop him if he says he is sorry for the young general. Now there is only that little Fang who loves to laugh. The general stands by..."

Ling Xun's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and he wondered why the dead kids these days are so worrying, before the guards finished speaking, he rushed to the stable, and saw two figures wrestling with each other from afar place.

Fang Ke made the jerky in his hand superb, and fought against Fang Jue who was holding the sword, but he didn't lose much.

"What are you stopping me, get out of the way!" Fang Jue was aggressive, staring at the man sitting in the corner of the stable, as if he wanted to poke holes in that man with his sword-like eyes.

"My lord hasn't spoken yet, what kind of mouse are you getting!"

Fang Jue didn't seem to realize that Fang Ke called himself a dog. There was only one tendon in his mind, and the sword shadow under his hand became faster and faster.

The jerky in Fang Ke's hand was cut into shreds as thin as a cow's hair, and he felt distressed when he saw it. He wrapped his sleeves around, caught the raining shreds of meat, and shouted anxiously: "Hey, take the sword, I will No sword, such a contest, the victory is not martial! Even if you rush in, you will still be defeated by me!"

Fang Jue froze for a moment, apparently Fang Ke got involved. There had been a problem between the two of them for two centuries. One was who was the older brother and the other was who was the younger brother. One problem can be solved by fighting, so there is only one problem of the century, which is related to the seniors and young, but it cannot be ignored.So Fang Jue simply threw away the sword, using his hands as blades, and fought with Fang Ke again.

When Ling Xun rushed to the side of the stable, he saw that the two bastards were fighting fiercely, so he didn't care about it, he just looked in from the window, and saw Fuyao sitting in a corner of the stable with his head bowed, handcuffed and fettered. Turn a deaf ear to everything outside.

"Okay, you two! Let's compete outside in the field, don't make a fool of yourself here." Ling Xun scolded.

Fang Ke and Fang Jue stopped in response, Fang Jue still looked aggrieved, stepped forward and called Feng Ye, and was about to say something, but Ling Xun raised his hand to stop him, "Okay, don't say anything, get out. "

Fang Jue was aggrieved, and he glared viciously into the stable again before being dragged away by Fang Ke.How could he not hate it?I think Master Feng was so decadent for a while because of this person. He drank heavily every day and tortured himself out of shape in just a few months. General Dingguo, I am afraid that he will not be able to relax until now.

The person surnamed Mu is not a good thing, and now he has the guts to provoke Feng Ye again, why not kill him?

Although Fang Jue was pulled away by Fang Ke, she was still thinking about how to find a chance to become Mu Jiu without anyone noticing.

However, Ling Xun had ordered someone to bring Fuyao out of the stable and send him to the tent for interrogation.

It was night now, and the lights in the barracks were brightly lit.

Ling Xun had just bathed, so he was only wearing a white silk underwear. Hearing that Fang Jue was making trouble, he hurriedly put on a red general's cloak outside, and didn't wear anything else, so his figure looked a bit thin .His hair was tied up in the future, and some steam was scattered behind him, making his steamed face as white as jade.

Mr. Fuyao, who was kneeling on the ground, was wearing a green cloth gown. When he was brought into the tent, he raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xun for a long time, then lowered his head and didn't look any more.

The two stood and knelt like this, as if they had become relief murals on the wall in a still time.After all, it was Ling Xun who broke the deadlock, but not because he opened his mouth, but directly drew his knife, and laid it on Fuyao's neck unceremoniously. Seeing how many bloody people were bloody on the battlefield, the blade was icy cold, Before touching the flesh, a faint red mark was left.

"You are Fuyao?" Ling Xun asked in a cold voice, condescending.

At this time, it could be said that his life was hanging by a thread, but Mr. Fuyao still gave Ling Xun a look of neither humble nor overbearing indifference.

"Return to the general, it is my next."

Ling Xun twitched the corners of his lips, forcibly squeezed out an arc that could be called a smile, said "Okay", then changed the topic, and said: "I have heard about Fuyao's virtuous name for a long time, and now that your lord is dead, I love your talent!" , I can't bear to kill you, but if you give me a clear sentence, are you willing to submit to me?"

Fuyao didn't answer.

Ling Xun pressed the saber against his neck again, and shouted, "Say! Surrender? Or not?"

The man kneeling on the ground had a sharp blade at his side, and where the knife and flesh met, drops of blood had already ooze, but he showed no sign of fear, and said calmly, "One minister does not serve two masters. Since the city is broken, I will leave it to the general to dispose of." .”

Looking at the man in front of him, Ling Xun felt that his blood was surging, and finally he couldn't continue acting. He dropped the long knife, took something from his wrist, and threw it at the man's face without any politeness.

He promised at the beginning that he would smash this thing in his face in the future, but he did what he said.

"Put away your things, and don't misidentify others in the future."

Fuyao was not very angry when he was smashed, he looked down calmly and saw that it was actually a string of twelve white jade beads, after a long silence, he sighed slightly, and said: "I finally understand."

"What do you understand?"

Fu Yao raised her eyes to look at Ling Xun, and smiled slightly, "The general must have misidentified the person, and regarded me as another old friend."

Ling Xun laughed angrily, "Mu Jiu, are you starting to play amnesia with me again? Is there any other trick, just let it out together, why bother?"

Fuyao didn't argue anymore, but said calmly: "I'm from Yanzhou, not Mu Jiu as the general said. If the general doesn't believe it, you can go to the countryside to investigate."

Ling Xun looked at Fuyao's face that was exactly the same as Mu Jiu's, and suddenly felt that something was not right, until he met Fuyao's bottomless eyes, he was startled suddenly.

This person... this person does not have the power of the Five Elements that interacts with him!