King of Jin's Mansion.

Luo Zhongting rushed to the South Courtyard alone.

Xue Dongli was still sitting upright on the bed and reclining.

"Master..." Luo Zhongting stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Xue Dongli opened his eyes slightly, stretched his legs, and got out of bed.

"Master, why can't Xiao Linlin be killed?" Luo Zhongting was dissatisfied.

"That is Tianle's life disaster. I'm afraid that she will not be able to overcome this disaster!" Xue Dongli frowned and touched his beard.

"The master always talks about the fate of life. Why did Xiao Linlin become Tianle's fate of life? It is not Tianle's fault if she was born without raising her!" Luo Zhongting lost his mind when he mentioned Tianle's affairs, and his tone was high, and his temper was also very bad.

"She was born without raising her, and she also wanted to repay her. If Tianle had a mother who was unfilial, she would affect her fate. Everything has cause and effect, and some words cannot be explained clearly by her teacher!" Xue Dongli seemed to have a hidden secret, and stroked her beard again.

"Is it really impossible to kill?" Luo Zhongting was unwilling to give up.

"You can't kill it!" Xue Dongli said with a very affirmative tone.

"Even if I can't kill it?"

"What is the difference between you killing and Tianle?"

"Where am I sending someone else?"

"What is the difference between killing your people and killing you?" Xue Dongli's tone was a little angry, and finally said earnestly, "Ancestral, I know that you feel sorry for Tianle. Why don't you feel sorry for her? But, the fate of her will eventually need her to cross it by herself. Everything needs to be faced by herself, and her path needs to be taken by her. I have taught you for more than ten years, and I have taught you a disciple who only has Tianle in your heart? Where do you do this, where will the Jiuzhou Alliance be established and the people of Jiuzhou?"

"Seventeen knew that he was wrong!" Luo Zhongting lifted his robe and knelt down, then promised, "Seventeen will always remember the master's teachings, and will not forget the mission of unifying the nine continents, and will leave!"

Walking out of the master's room, Luo Zhongting still felt that his heart was not smooth. Xiao Linlin abandoned her husband and daughter, why should she live so well now? Tianle lost her father at the age of three and was abandoned by her biological mother. In this life, Jimo Xiong personally gave her three palms. Even for her good, wasn't Tianle's mental torture of losing her parents' love for those months on Wuxin Island enough?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved. Luo Zhongting kicked a stone angrily. The stone leaped up and then heard a muffled groan after hearing a tree.

The next moment, the man's neck was pinched by Luo Zhongting.

"It's me, it's me!" Murong Wenche looked at the moon speechlessly. He was really innocent, okay? He was originally looking for Luo Zhongting to discuss the chain mail. After going to Tianle Palace, he unexpectedly found no one. Later, he came to the Jin Palace to walk around. When he arrived at the Jin Palace, wouldn't he see the stinky face that Luo Zhongting was rare in ten years?

Luo Zhongting rolled his eyes when he saw that it was Murong Wenche.

Murong Wenche immediately felt that this person really can't get along with each other for a long time, and it's too easy to be assimilated and infected. The seventeenth emperor uncle, who ranked first in the top ten beauties in Jiuzhou, has now learned to roll his eyes after following Tianle for a long time.

"Say!" Luo Zhongting glanced at Murong Wenche again in anger.

Murong Wenche took out a piece of paper full of words from the storage ring.

"We need to make 180,000 chain mail?" Luo Zhongting took the paper handed over by Murong Wenche, a little surprised. Two months ago, there were only 100,000 soldiers in the Jiuzhou League.

"Eighteen thousand is the most conservative estimate!" Murong Wenche said.

Luo Zhongting frowned, put the paper into his storage ring, and asked, "The cost of 180,000-piece chain mail? Time limit? Difficulty?"

Murong Wenche said one by one: "It takes 3 billion taels of silver to make 180,000 chain mail. 10 million kilograms of pig iron. If silver and pig iron are guaranteed, it will take forty years to complete. 10 million kilograms of pig iron will definitely arouse suspicion from countries in Jiuzhou!"

"Now we start collecting pig iron, iron from blacksmith shops, iron pots and shovels from farmers, ironware for households, and high-priced collections. For silver, I will ask Tianle to give you some advice on money. I will only give you half a year!" Luo Zhongting said, turned his head and left.

Murong Wenche immediately chased after him and shouted: "Hey, hey, I'll give you a year to make it..."

Tianle, yes, look for Tianle. Can't she solve the problem of money? She must have a way to solve the problem of chain mail making time.

Murong Wenche's figure flashed into Tianle Palace.

At this moment, Tianle was squatting in front of Mo Fei's grave, while reaching out to add soil to Mo Fei's grave, and pulling away a few grasses from her grave. Tears were hanging on her face and saying, "Mo Fei, it's so warm to have you with me. Mo Fei, I haven't visited your father for a long time. I'm really busy during this period. I'm sorry! Mo Fei, An An is very good and sleepy. Every day when I go to see him, he slept very well. Mo Fei, I've been with you for so long, and I've never heard you talk about your mother. What kind of person is your mother? Do you know? I have a mother in that world,

She abandoned me when I was three years old and pursued her life. Now, she has come to this world again. Now, she is here to ask for my forgiveness. I have fantasized about such a scene countless times. Every time, I laughed at myself for thinking too much. Every time, I surely told myself that if there was such a day, I would definitely slap her and tell her not to dream... But Mo Fei, why am I suddenly unable to make up now? Why do I suddenly feel that she has her difficulties? Can I forgive her? Mo Fei, please help me and tell me what to do!"

Murong Wenche kept standing behind Tianle, watching Tianle's body trembling from time to time. This was not cold, but sadness.

Tianle added soil to the grave again and murmured: "Mo Fei, if I were you, I would never have to face these problems again. But I can't escape! I'm so happy, right? I have a court, a clinic, an inn, a Tianle Palace, and a group of friends who share hardships and life and death... I should feel happy, right?"

"Who do you still pay attention to a woman like Xiao Linlin?" Murong Wenche finally couldn't help but say something.

Tianle was startled and immediately reached out and brushed his face awkwardly.

Murong Wenche curled his lips: "Okay, okay, you look like a petite cat. Tianle, why do you become more and more naive after you get married to Luo Shiqi? Don't you know who Xiao Linlin is? I always know that she is not a good thing, but I don't know that she is your mother!"

"You eavesdrop on me!" Tianle's eyes shone with purple light.
Chapter completed!