Qianzhi is here

Gong Mo looked at the general coldly: "Although the troops of Tianyue Mountain have retreated, the soldiers of Dongliao are preparing to act. Do you think the most important thing to do at this time is to take advantage of the troops of Beiyan that have not arrived to attack Tianyue Mountain first?"

The general was shocked, but he still said: "Prince, Tianyue Mountain is a radius of hundreds of miles and has stationed hundreds of thousands of troops. Since ancient times, it has been a must-fight for military strategists. If we can take this opportunity to seize Tianyue Mountain, it will be beneficial to our Nanchu without any harm!"

"You're easy to say!" Gong Mo snorted coldly: "Tianyue Mountain itself is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if Yan Junyi is really dead, who do you think it can be taken down as soon as you want? Besides, do you think the emperor of Beiyan will watch us take down Tianyue Mountain? By then, if Tianyue Mountain has not been taken down, I'm afraid Nanchu and Beiyan will be incompatible."

"The prince said it very well, but if Beiyan took down Tianyue Mountain, it would be very unfavorable to our Nanchu."

"I naturally know this, but what we care about is exactly what they care about. As long as Yan Junyi is really dead, Emperor Beiyan will naturally not have to send troops to attack Tianyue Mountain."

"It's still the prince's thoughts are far-reaching, and the subordinates are ashamed."

"Okay, Zhizhi and I will leave for two days. I will leave Tianxing in the mansion. If you have any questions, please let Tianxing send me a message."

"yes!"

After breakfast, Gong Mohan explained to Tianxing and left the General's Mansion with Rong Qianzhi.

Gong Mohan knew that Yan Buli had a house near the border, and he speculated that Yan Buli must have arrived.

Sure enough, the two of them saw Yan Buli in white clothes and red eyes in the house. Rong Qianzhi had never seen Yan Buli such a person. Who is Yan Buli? He is so romantic and never has a straight face. When did he be like this now?

"Brother Buli..." Rong Qianzhi called out softly.

"Shizhe, Mo Han, you are here." Yan Buli turned his face and tried the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

At this moment, Yan Buli's sadness was not entirely pretending. Yan Junyi was seriously injured, and life and death were uncertain when he went to the ancient immortal clan. He was naturally worried. When he thought of Yan Junyi's past days when he had never had happiness, he felt sad for him every day.

Gong Mohan frowned his sword eyebrows. He came to Yan Buli, patted Yan Buli on the shoulder, and said, "Buli, he won't die so easily."

Yan Buli waved Gong Mohan's hand away and shouted, crying: "I don't want Lao Wu to die, I hope he will live! But I kissed his bones last night, and I saw it with my own eyes! Lao Wu will never come back!" As he said that, Yan Buli squatted on the ground, hugged his head and started crying. He wanted to cry all his worries. His mother's tears didn't flick him easily, so he wanted to cry. What's wrong!

Seeing Yan Buli like this, Gong Mohan naturally couldn't ask anything else. He pulled Rong Qianzhi aside and whispered: "Zhizhi, go find Chu Tianjiao." Gong Mohan had known for a long time that Chu Tianjiao came with Yan Buli. Since Yan Buli saw Yan Junyi's body, Chu Tianjiao must have seen it too.

Rong Qianzhi understood what the palace Mo Han meant, so she nodded, found a servant to lead the way, and went to the yard where Chu Tianjiao lived.
Chapter completed!