After all, Mo Feizhan is the great master. He asked a compassionate question: "If the great cause of success is destined to be sacrificed, then why aren't you and me the ones who sacrifice?"

"How can your life and mine be the same as those of those ants?" The high priest's words were so arrogant and full of madness. "History books are written by the victors, and those ants are just our stepping stones.

"

Mo Feizhan shook his head helplessly, feeling that he had gone crazy. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the void, and the two commanders fell silently. The content of the next conversation was no longer suitable for them to listen. "If

Wouldn't it be a disaster for the people if a person like you dominates the world? At the very least, the person I choose is more suitable than you."

This sentence seemed to stimulate the high priest. He stared and beat his chest and asked: "Princes, generals, and ministers, would you rather be born? Why should the person you choose be enough? His body is filled with half of the filth of Da Yan."

Even if he takes the throne, how can you guarantee that he will treat the people of Yunzhao according to your will? You can forget the pain of destroying the country, but I can't!"

"Why?" Mo Feizhan walked towards the high priest step by step, like a beating drum, full of the killing spirit of an iron horse, "Why are you defeated by his men today! Why are he defeated by two people when he was not as good as the weakest man?"

The Grand Master survived the siege and survived. He had great ambitions, prayed for the people, built academies, and sheltered poor scholars. Do you think I chose him just because he is the son of Princess Yunzhao? You are wrong, very wrong!"

The high priest couldn't imagine it. It was unbelievable. He took a few steps back in a daze, "Impossible, impossible. When did he come to Yunzhao? Everything today..."

Could it be that he planned it all?

"Zhen Zhang, I kept you today just to give him a result. The assassination four years ago should be ended."

Four years ago, Mo Feizhan took advantage of Emperor Yanwu's sacrifice to the sky to meet with the fifth prince Ying Zhexu in Qinglong Gorge. As a result, he was besieged by two great masters. How such a confidential matter was leaked has been investigated by the Restoration Council for a long time.

Today, Mo Feizhan gave the answer.

"You know everything?" the high priest asked uncertainly, or maybe he was just lucky.

"Zheyu, come out." Mo Feizhan shouted towards Kong Lin.

**

After withdrawing from the foothills square, Zheyu was not idle. He was helping Baicao Shi calm down his Qi.

Because there were too many poisonous insects included in Baicao Shi, the real power was greatly wasted.

Baicao Shi slowly recovered, and her face turned rosy. "Yu Bao, how's it going over there?"

"After this battle, the Yuluo God Sect will probably be wiped out from Yunzhao's hometown." When he said this, Zheyu's expression was calm, everything would happen naturally.

"What about the high priest?"

Zheyu picked up Baicao Shi. After sitting for a long time, her legs were a little numb. He took advantage of the situation and held her waist. "Let's go find him right now."

Not long after Mo Feizhan stopped the high priest, Zheyu and Baicao Shi had already appeared nearby, but he couldn't disturb them as they were talking, so he kept listening, and the content became more and more shocking.

Until Mo Feizhan called out Zheyu's name.

"Fifth Prince," Mo Feizhan said, not calling him Zheyu, but explaining his true identity. "The person who leaked the secret back then and caused you to be surrounded and killed is here. He is going to kill or behead him.

, it’s all up to you.”

Zheyu stood there, staring at the high priest for a moment. His whole body was exuding ice, which was the overwhelming hatred that could not be extinguished in the past four years.

Baicao Shi never thought that the high priest she met by accident was the one who harmed Zhe Yu. Zhe Yu must be very sad now. She held his hand tightly and felt the thin sweat on his palm.

The high priest looked at Zheyu. He was so young, so handsome, with the air of a superior person. He was as calm as an abyss, making it hard for people to see through. He actually had the air of a chosen one. This was the first time he saw Zheyu.

, but the impression score is high enough.

"Are you Zhen Zhang, the leader who left the Restoration Association a long time ago?" Zheyu asked.

The high priest didn't want to lose to him in terms of momentum, so he rolled his eyes, "Yes, because he," he pointed at Mo Feizhan, "plans to support you as the new emperor at all costs. We have different views, so I will agree with Fu

Congress is divided."

"How did you know that Mr. Mo wants to see me after you have been away from the Fuxing Association for so long? Could it be that you still have something to gain from the Fuxing Association?" For Zheyu, revenge must be avenged, and the cause and effect must be clear. He will not kill people in vain, nor will he kill someone in vain.

Allow fish to slip through the net.

Unexpectedly, the high priest suddenly laughed, his eyes full of evil and proud light, "Fifth prince, Ying Zhexu, right? Are you sure, you really want to know?"

Zheyu acquiesced, but Baicao Shi suddenly felt lingering fear. She thought of someone.

"Old Mo, tell him who I am."

His name is Zhen Zhang, and he is the high priest of the Fish Snail Cult. What else is there to hide his identity?

"You are a doctor, and your favorite thing to do is not to practice medicine and collect medicines to save lives and heal the wounded, but to study ancient medical books. "The Chronicles of the Witch Lord" is the ancient book you found, right?" Baicao Shi asked coldly.

The high priest finally looked at her. In fact, he knew such a person in his intelligence system, but Oriha Mingyu Zhuhui was in front of him, so he vaguely ignored her existence. Now it seems that he is also a smart person.

"Yes, that's exactly it."

By now, Baicao Shi already knew his identity.

The high priest was in a good mood and paced, "There are always many coincidences in this world. I have been away from home for many years and happened to come home that day. My son was practicing martial arts at home, so I talked to him. I said at that time, a powerful person

, you don’t necessarily have the best kung fu. Once you have practiced martial arts, you still have to work hard for others. So in addition to practicing martial arts, you can also have many choices."

He paused and looked at Zhe Yu and Baicao Shi in the room. He was like a storyteller, able to interact with the audience.

and after?

"My son said that he didn't want to disappoint the chief helmsman, and he didn't want to be outdone by that young man from Yanjing. The chief helmsman is going to meet the young man from Yanjing, and he will become the master of all of them." The high priest said.

There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, a kind of cold light, "I said Lao Mo, my son is so good, why do you always compare him with the young man from Yanjing?"

Mo Feizhan was stunned.

He didn't think deeply about this issue, he just hoped that they would be equally good and use this as a spur to him.

As for Baicao Shi, my heart is full of mixed feelings.

The contradictions of human nature are vividly reflected in the high priest. He ran away from home for many years and ignored his son, showing an irresponsible image. But those few words just now are blameless from the perspective of modern educational concepts. Every

Each child is an independent individual with a unique personality.

Only Zheyu took a deep breath, the cold air still lingering.

"So, it was your son who accidentally revealed the news and it was known to you." This was an affirmative tone.

The high priest snapped his fingers and said, "Yes."

Zheyu continued to ask: "Last question, with your ability and status, I don't think you can ask the great master of the world to take action. So, how did you do it?"

This is the real key point. Unravel it and the whole story will become clear.

The high priest laughed loudly, "Didn't Lao Mo just say that you are a genius? If you become the emperor, who in the world will have the most trouble sleeping and eating? Therefore, I wrote two letters in handwriting and sent them to you as an informant.

It was given to two... high-ranking people. The assassination you encountered must be related to them."

This is really intertwined. I thought it was close to the truth, but it involved so many people behind the scenes.

Baicao Shi knew that the four great masters in the world, Mo Feizhan and the one from Xiangji Temple, would not attack Zheyu. One of the people who hurt him was the Scarlet Blood Ancestor, and the identity of the other one is a mystery. But one thing is certain, that great master

In the twelfth lunar month of last year, Pei Yuanxian was also injured. This was confirmed in the previous conversation with Zheyu. But now it is certain that this great master is closely related to one of the most powerful people.

And Zheyu knows more than Baicao Shi.

He had personally seen the mysterious master take action.

"Who are those two powerful people?" Baicao Shi asked.

"I tell you, will you let me go?" the high priest asked without the grace of a high priest.

"No!" Zheyu suddenly drew out his sword, and the tip of the sword reached up to the high priest. "Even if you didn't tell me, I would have guessed that the most powerful people in Yanjing, besides the emperor, are the Shen family and the Cui family. Naturally, you

You won’t find Mr. Shen, so you reported to the Cui family!"

Why not find the Shen family?

Because at that time, in order to marry his granddaughter, Tai Fu Shen did not hesitate to exchange the prosperity of the Shen family for generations in exchange for a marriage contract with Zhe Yu. This was known to the whole world.

The Cui family supports the third prince and wants to suppress the fifth prince. With the Cui family as the leader, they may be able to invite the Grand Master to take action.

There was clearly a look of panic on the high priest's face, and it followed that it should be so. Without such a strategy, how could he survive until now?

"Yes, my secret message was sent to the Cui family. Anyway, the Cui family is destroyed now, so there is no harm in telling it. The Cui family really gave me a surprise, they actually invited the grand master, hahaha!"

His laughter stopped suddenly because Zheyu's long sword had touched his neck, and a drop of blood rolled down.

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner." Zheyu said, "Your son leaked the secret, but he didn't mean it, and you heard it intentionally. You also sent the final informant letter. So I still have to pay for this account."

Count it on you. The pain I have suffered for three years will not be in vain."

The edge of the sword is deepening.

The air in the venue was stagnant, and everyone held their breath.

Baicao Shi lowered her eyes, feeling sorry for her Yu Bao.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, pushed away the high priest, and blocked Zheyu's sword with his own flesh and blood.

The blade of the sword was thrust into his chest.

"son!"

"Shinichi!"

The one who blocked the sword's edge was none other than Zhen Yilou - the son of the high priest Zhen Zhang.
Chapter completed!