Jian Mobei's eyes widened when he heard the words.
Not Zhao Xi!
Jian Mobei thought of something in an instant, and immediately tore to his face, a human skin mask was torn off in an instant, but Zhao Xi in front of him was completely another face.
Jian Mobei swallowed sharply: "You really are not Zhao Xi!"
It’s no wonder why he feels that Zhao Xi has become so inferior. It seems that even martial arts is nothing. Zhao Xi was so good before. That is someone who can fight against Jun Moran. Now he can be picked up by two soldiers. All the way.
And the look in his eyes is too unlike Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi's evil birds are all reflected in his eyes. Zhao Xi is a ruthless person, and this one is obviously not a ruthless person!
Ada next to him saw Jian Mobei tear off his human skin mask and was shocked: "Why? Why are you pretending to be Zhao Xi? Lurking in our Beiman, who are you on earth!"
This person is not Zhao Xi! Then why did he persuade them to attack Nan Yan, the following things are even more unreasonable, why on earth did he want to do this
Jian Mobei knows a bit better than Adada, and squinted at this humanity: "You are from the Holy Fire Palace, what exactly did your palace master let you do? And whether Zhao Xi is dead or alive, you can tell this general clearly, Otherwise, what the general said just now will all be tested on you and let you, the fake Zhao Xi, try the treatment of the real Zhao Xi."
The disciple of the Holy Fire Palace swallowed abruptly, trembling and nervously saying: "The Zhao Xi you mentioned is dead. When our palace lord picked him up on the road, he originally wanted to use him against your emperor Jun Moran. Yes, but that person was hurt too badly and was abolished martial arts. The palace owner didn't want to save him this waste, so he scratched his face and killed him."
Jian Mobei blinked, and the Palace Master of the Holy Fire Palace was really as cruel as ever.
Zhao Xi hadn't been killed by Jun Moran before, but went to the Sacred Fire Palace to kill the woman Yan Lan, which is really good fortune!
Jian Mobei looked at him darkly: "You know a lot, it seems that you are the person next to the woman Yan Lan, and said, what on earth is your woman asking you to do?"
The disciple did not dare to conceal it, and continued: "I am a dead soldier trained by the palace lord, and the palace lord asked me to wear the face of Zhao Xi and go to the northern barbarian king Monza, in order to encourage Monza to send troops.
Nan Yan. "
"Why?" Ada grabbed the disciple without understanding, and stared at him with red eyes, wishing to swallow him up alive: "Why are we hurting us?"
Without him, Monza would not die, and they would not all become Nan Yan's prisoners.
The disciple was beaten by Ada just now. At this moment, he was a little afraid of him, and he trembled: "Because our palace owner wants Beiman, and now all the troops of Beiman are in Nanyan, our palace owner will carry the holy fire. The palace disciples went to invade and occupy Beiman. I am afraid that it has already happened. Beiman may already belong to our Holy Fire Palace."
Ada was shocked for an instant, and the disciple slipped to the ground as soon as he lost his strength.
Want them to be barbaric!
It turns out that everything is a conspiracy, the conspiracy of the Palace Master of the Holy Fire!
Monza is dead! All of them became prisoners! Now even Beiman is gone!
Jian Mobei was not so shocked. Beiman has always been the target of the Palace Master of the Holy Fire. This Jun Moran knew about it a long time ago. It was Monza who was stupid. He had already been placed by the Holy Fire Palace before, and he gave it stupidly. As an envoy, now it is even more stupid to give Beiman to the Holy Fire Palace with both hands!
Jian Mobei looked at the disciple and squinted his eyes darkly: "Come here, take him back to the general and take care of him!"
This person knew a lot about the Holy Fire Palace, and wondered if it would be useful to Jun Moran, so he would take it home and talk about it.
Immediately a soldier came over and escorted the disciple away.
Jian Mobei glanced at Ada who was still sluggish: "Let's go, come back with me."
Ada returned to his senses and grabbed Jian Mobei: "Let me go to the Holy Fire Palace, I want revenge!"
Jian Mobei can understand him by then, but...
"I can't promise you now. I have to ask our emperor. Everything is based on our emperor's meaning, but you can rest assured that I will speak for you. If we need to attack Beiman, I will ask our emperor to let me Take you there."
"Thank you." Ada looked at Jian Mobei gratefully, her red eyes filled with hatred of the country and the family.
The Holy Fire Palace caused them so miserable, he must avenge this revenge!
Jian Mobei took Ada back to Yanzhou City, and asked Yin Zhong and his deputy to set up all the prisoners of Ada and Beiman, and personally wrote to Jun Moran.
Return the recent situation here, as well as the affairs of Zhao Xi and the disciple of the Holy Fire Palace,
There are Yan Lan's plans, all of which are written in the letter.
Su Yuemei was outside the house, after hesitating for a long time, she knocked on the door.
"Come in." Jian Mobei said while writing a letter.
Su Yuemei pushed the door into the house.
Jian Mobei raised her eyes and looked at her with a smile and said, "This side is over, we should be able to go back soon."
"Congratulations!" Su Yuemei said sincerely.
In fact, he was quite capable, no wonder Jun Moran admired him so much at that time.
Jian Mobei smiled: "When Jun Moran answers the letter, I will take you back to Beijing."
Su Yuemei blushed uncomfortably: "I can go back by myself. I want to leave tomorrow."
Hearing that she was leaving tomorrow, Jian Mobei suddenly became anxious: "Why are you leaving suddenly? Are you in a hurry? Or are they neglecting you?"
Su Yuemei shook her head: "No, it's my own problem. I want to go back sooner. Now there is no war. Whether it is in Yanzhou or other places in Nanyan, it is safe. I can go back by myself."
Jian Mobei was even more panicked when he heard the words: "Then there is no need to rush for a while. It will be over soon. It would not be better for you to go back with me. There will be a caring on the road."
"No, men and women can't get married, let alone I am such an identity, we shouldn't get too close." Su Yuemei still refused.
Jian Mobei frowned, and said a little uncomfortable: "What status? Are you still thinking about Jun Moran?"
Upon hearing this, Su Yuemei suddenly became angry, and stared at him with a pale face: "Yes, I just think about Jun Moran, are you satisfied!"
Aggrievedly stomped on him, Su Yuemei turned and left.
Jian Mobei felt as if something was blocked in his heart and he was about to suffocate. Seeing her about to leave, he subconsciously pulled her back.
"Let go of me!" Su Yuemei was so angry that she desperately tried to get rid of him, but this man's hands were like iron tongs, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. Su Yuemei was so angry that she stepped on his feet again: "Let go I, did you hear that!"
"No! I just won't let it go!" Jian Mobei was also angry, staring at Su Yuemei darkly: "He doesn't like you, you must not think of him!"
Su Yuemei was almost fainted by him, and stomped him several times: "What is my relationship with you, I don't want him to take care of you!"
"I'll take care of it!" Jian Mobei said angrily, and leaned over to seal her lips.
(End of this chapter)