Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Looking at the letter, Lei Zhenting sighed with a complicated look.

"Father?" Lei Tengfeng stood on one side, looking at Lei Zhenting, like a happy sad look, some puzzled way. It is a good thing that Mo xiuyao died, but I don\'t know why his father looked like this. Lei Tengfeng could not help but guess, "father, but What\'s wrong with the news of Mo xiuyao\'s death? "

In fact, Lei Tengfeng couldn\'t believe that Mo xiuyao died like this. The cunning and fickleness of Mo xiuyao also left a deep impression on Lei Tengfeng, so he had to doubt whether Mo xiuyao was a fake corpse. But for a moment and a half, he did not understand the meaning of Mo xiuyao\'s feigning death? Originally, this war has gradually deviated from the dingwangfu. As long as there is no accident, even if the stalemate lasts for another two or three years, the winner of the dingwangfu will be far greater than that of Zhennan Wangfu. In this way, Mo xiuyao completely gave up all the advantages of the early stage.

Lei Zhenting wrinkled and didn\'t shake his head and said, "it\'s not very like it, but it can\'t be. If you send someone to see if Mo xiuyao is really dead. " If Mo xiuyao really pretended to be dead, he would certainly have a big plan, and he should not be taken lightly. However, in such a situation, if we stop and do nothing, it is impossible to give up this opportunity in vain.

"My son understands." Lei Tengfeng nodded his head. Of course, he also understood the importance of this matter. There were people with the same mind as Lei Zhenting, as well as Mo Jingli, who was far away from the cold Valley pass.

At a secret stronghold in Prince Ding\'s mansion, Mo xiuyao couldn\'t help crying and laughing at the secret fold presented by his subordinates. Looking at his eyes full of his own folding, he could not help whispering: "Ali must be angry That\'s terrible. But For a long time, it\'s hard to ask for it... " However, since a Li has announced that he is dead, there must be a way for outsiders to believe the truth of the news. This is of great benefit to his secret plan. Sure enough, it was a good decision not to hide it from Ali. If feihongguan is fengzhiyao and others are in charge of the overall situation at this time, I\'m afraid it will be self defeating. This is not about ability, but Feng Zhiyao and others do not have the reputation and status of Ye Li, nor do they have the tacit understanding with Mo xiuyao that there is no need to talk.

"Lord..." The subordinates standing in front of him looked at the murmuring prince in front of him, some puzzled way.

Mo xiuyao raised a smile on his lips and said, "I\'ll give it to a Li and Feng San on the battlefield. It\'s time for us to get ready. " It\'s not easy to get away from the battlefield without doubt. After all, his martial arts skills are really too strong. If there is no joint explanation, even if his body is defeated in front of Lei Zhenting, Lei Zhenting is afraid that he will be disguised by others. Cangmang mountain That\'s a good excuse. In this case, of course, he also wanted to take the opportunity to give thunder and Mo Jing Li an earth shaking gift.

"But, Lord Your injury... "

Mo xiuyao looked down at his chest and waved carelessly: "what kind of injury is this? It\'s nothing serious. Go ahead. "

"Yes, I\'ll leave."

The death of the king was such a shocking event that it could not be done in a hurry. So as soon as the news came out, the whole camp of the Mohist army and Feihong were shut down, and immediately a piece of plain stripe appeared. All the places were covered with white cloth, and the whole army was in mourning. People in the area near Feihong pass were informed that they had the same family clothes. Many people even cried and suffered. In today\'s troubled times, the whole northwest people have been living a stable and happy life, all of which depends on the protection of the king\'s house. Now the people\'s pain is not only for their own future worry, but also for the death of the king.

"I\'d like to inform you that the southern king of Xiling town is here." In Feihong pass, Ye Li is sitting in his study, carrying the high folding son piled up on the table in front of him. Mo xiuyao suddenly "died", naturally there are countless things to deal with, whether it is feihongguan or the dingwangfu in Licheng, everyone is busy. Xu Hongyu and Xu Qingchen of Licheng were too busy to spare after sending a letter.

Ye Li raised his head and looked at Qin Feng and frowned: "Lei Zhenting? What is he doing here

Qin Feng said: "of course, I come to mourn the king." Although both sides are facing the enemy now, Lei Zhenting comes to mourn in the name of Xiling. The Mohist army can\'t do anything to him.

He put the fold aside, and Ye Li got up and said, "mourn? You want to find out? I thought he should have sent ray Tengfeng Qin Feng thought about it and said with a low smile: "between his subordinates, he is probably afraid that the princess will be angry and kill Lei Tengfeng." Lei Tengfeng is Lei Zhenting\'s only son, and Lei Zhenting is now nearly 60 years old. It\'s too late to have another son to cultivate."Well, see you. You\'ve got people ready. Maybe Mo Jingli is coming. " Ye Li Dao.

"Mo Jing Li?" Qin Feng frowned: "does he dare to come?" Mo Jingli is not a man of high skill and courage. It is not like Mo Jingli would do such things as going deep into the enemy camp. Ye Li went out and said: "he should have got the news. With my understanding of Mo Jingli, he will never miss such an opportunity." After all, in Mo Jingli\'s life, the death of Mo xiuyao was the first and perhaps the only one.

"I see." Qin Feng nodded.

In the lobby, Lei Zhenting was drinking tea and looking at the whole hall. This residence was originally the residence of the general stationed at feihongguan. It was not very large or gorgeous. After Mo xiuyao and others came in, they obviously did not make any special arrangement. Now the whole residence is covered with plain white cloth, which is a bit more gloomy and dignified.

Nearby, Feng Zhiyao, who is in charge of reception, and Leng Haoyu, who has just come back from Chujing, stare at Lei Zhenting with very bad eyes. Being treated like this, Lei Zhenting was not angry, but sat quietly drinking tea. After a visit to the spirit hall, Lei Zhenting is thinking about how to see Mo xiuyao\'s body in person. In such a heavily guarded mansion, it is obviously not feasible to sneak past and investigate.

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