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The rebel army who bowed down to the division of the Short Knife Valley was of course different from the group of officers and soldiers who "had no way to resist the enemy and had the skill to disturb the people".

In another day, you can go to Baili Forest. With Su Muzi fleeing, Luo Qingchen dying in battle, and Tian Ruoning defeated, it is destined to become the last line of defense for the officers and soldiers......

Hostility and murder were suddenly extinguished after the surging publicity, which was incredibly fast, and now the generals have been defeated, and only Su Xue and Guo Gao are left, waiting for Lin Qian to go to the level.

Of course, Wei Mou, like Wu Yue, is the biggest hero of this battle.

"Wei Mou, it's really good that you can come!" Lin Qian was very happy at the first moment he saw Wei Mou, when the army that appeared in the battlefield in Shuzhong, the word "Wei" was clearly on the banner, although it was not a charcoal in the snow but the icing on the cake, Lin Qian was ecstatic. No one understands that the reason why Lin Qian is happy is not because he is proud of Wei Zidi's approach, but because he is excited about Wei Mou's defection!

Two years ago, in the summer, on the eve of the first battle in northern Sichuan, Qian and Yin'er were incognito in the Valley of the Short Knife, and Qian was recruited under Wei Mou's account, as Wei Mou's lieutenant general, to help him with advice and help him, although this qiē was only for the future of the allies......

"Anyone can say it's your trap, but I know that although you came with a purpose, you didn't completely use me after all. Because you, Lin Qian, will not be hypocritical to anyone. Wei Mou said frankly that he had never cared about it.

For two years, Wei Mou and Lin Qian, because of the unknown enemy and the perennial war, have never had further contact and exchanges, although Lin Qian's performance of "Who Kills the Deer" was scolded by the Wei family as an unscrupulous trap, Wei Mou has always believed: Although Lin Qian's disguise as Lin Ting is fake, the relationship with his robe is not fiction.

This sentence alone also taught Lin Qian to be happy. Pillow sword, drunk and screaming, conquering the city, life and death, gains and losses are regarded as floating clouds, only wine is the most indulgent. It's only been ten days, Wu Yue and Feng Mingjian can also see that Wei Mou is really Lin Qian's confidant, "If it is a few years earlier, it will definitely be a friend of eight worships." Wu Yue said so, but he felt that Wei Mou was comparable to Yang Songxian, with less optimism and more courage and strategy, but he could be the most speculative with Lin Qian......

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In the dead of night, set up camp.

For several days, he galloped on the battlefield and the knife in his hand, and finally got to go up to the city tower tonight to watch the stars. The rivers and mountains in the south are like a chessboard soaked in blood, with swords shining among the flowers and smoke burning on the water. A qiē, all at a glance.?

"I took Xingzhou so quickly, thank you for helping me. At this moment, Lin Qian was condescending, waiting for Wei Mou to step up to the city tower.

"You don't have to thank me, if you want to thank me, thank you for my father's decision. Wei Mou smiled coldly, threw a pot of wine from afar, and at the same time leaned on the city tower and looked into the distance, this once calm but calm world because of the people around him.

A fallen leaf pierced the silent night sky, Wei Mou said and looked back, and suddenly smiled and stiffened the corners of his mouth. This trace of hesitation finally entered Lin Qian's eyes.

With just one glance, it shook the image that Wei Mou had worked hard to disguise for more than ten days. Although at that moment, Qian was just thinking about it, and did not doubt it. In my mind, the words that Yin'er had said suddenly jumped out of my mind, and on this confusing night, it seemed so sudden, but it was not inexplicable - "No matter how urgent the war is, we should not forget to test the poison." Even if you cook your own food, you can't believe it!"

Lin Qian carried the pot of wine, and did not drink it immediately according to Yin'er's words, but turned his face sideways and asked indifferently: "What should I do next?"

"What?" Wei Mou was stunned, thinking that he would be exposed, and his breathing changed a little nervously. But it was this change in breathing that finally confirmed the suspicion that Lin Qian didn't have in his heart!

"Isn't it good to assist me in retreating one enemy after another? Could it be that you are willing to open up this territory for only ten days?" Lin Qian sighed, with infinite convincing in his smile, "Wei Mou, you shouldn't have hesitated, you can follow me!"

This damn "hesitation"! The victory or defeat of Wei Zidi and Su Xuexue was tied to one of Wei Mou's actions, but it was a pity that Wei Mou hesitated more than once at the critical moment when he was trying to see the dagger. Don't dare, or, can't bear it......

"Father's order is hard to disobey...... Father decided to kill you, I tried to persuade you to no avail, there is no choice......" Wei Mou sighed and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Brother Lin." ”

"You have your responsibility and don't have to apologize to me. However, with this despicable trick of poisoning, I have not only killed you, but also humiliated me!" Lin Qian threw the wine, the knife was already out of the sheath, and shouted: "Even if you use the knife, take my life!"

"Use a knife to ......" Wei Mou pulled out his knife abruptly, "Before I met you, I once thought that my 'star-picking style' was outstanding. It's a pity, but that's it...... I have fought you dozens of times and never won against you. ”

"Take back your words Wei Mou!" Lin Qian shook his head, solemn, "The fastest thing in the world is the opponent who he has repeatedly lost, and finally becomes the defeated of his own subordinates - until the last moment, you must not lose your momentum!" The blade pointed directly, and the cold light was bright: "Show me, after two years, how are you practicing the star-picking style!?"

Seeing Lin Qian's first knife, Wei Mou was excited, finally changed his sorrow, rose up to fight, and fought seven or eight rounds in an instant, Lin Qian's knife "disappeared", and the knife fell "the stream and clouds began to rise", turning over the hand "the big river goes east", and the hand is "not full of the Yangtze River", faintly there is a sword ten types of urgency, the danger of disillusionment of the clouds, the sense of repetition, and there is no lack of majestic and heroic momentum, and the dust and smoke of the war can be vaguely seen.

Wei Mou refused to admit defeat - or Lin Qian refused to let him go after all, so he dragged him to fight in the battle all the time, so that the winner or loser seemed so unclear, Lin Qian just wanted to give him time to tilt, but how could Wei Mou tilt! That was his father! Who could not betray......

In the turbid sky, every looming star seems to have been plucked by his knife, but if he can really pick up the star, who can withstand that moment of mysterious and piercing power? I'm afraid only Wei Mou can have it!

Shocked by such a good knife technique that is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, Lin Qian evened out the internal force with half appreciation and half aftertaste, just waiting for him to show the next move and then break it, unexpectedly, at this moment, Wei Mou also took a step back and jumped onto the city wall, and the next move he showed was just an ordinary knife - suicide......

"Wei Mou!" Lin Qian was stunned, he didn't have time to think that Wei Mou would commit suicide at this moment, and there was no way to rescue him, seeing that his strength and speed had just burned to the extreme, the knife that should have been used to deal with Lin Qian, the blade cut his own neck, and in another half a moment, Wei Mou's body shook a few times, and fell from the city tower like a fallen leaf......

"Wei Mou......" Lin Qian immediately jumped off the city tower, picking up Wei Mou and not yet coming out of the surprise.

"How ...... you ...... There will be such a look...... "Wei Mou's neck was full of blood, looking at the pale man in front of him.

"You've finally beaten me with the speed of picking up stars. Lin Qian knew that Wei Mou would die, but he still tried to stop the bleeding for him. Wei Mou held down Lin Qian's hand, signaling that he didn't have to, tears in his eyes, and sighed: "That's enough......"

"You know that I won't kill you, and because of your relationship, I won't use troops against your father......" Lin Qian was heartbroken, "You can follow me without having to die! I won't let you hesitate, just because I have decided for you!"

"Brother Lin, I just want to sue you, even if you are invincible in the world, you can't change anyone's original intention......" Wei Mou shook his head and said abruptly, "Father, he ...... I've always wanted Short Knife Valley, and since I was a child, I knew that his determination was too deep, too long...... It's a pity that there is still no good general ......" At the same time, his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and Lin Qian immediately used his internal strength to convey the force to him. At this time, Wu Yue and Feng Mingjian also rushed outside the city gate, and they both watched this scene in shock. \

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