After a long time, Li Luolang laughed: "Long time no see, why don't you let me in for a cup of tea?"
The corner of the man's mouth moved, his face was pale and there was no blood at all, he smiled miserably, with a little tear in his eyes, he quickly stepped forward and opened the simple gate made of fence, then took a deep breath, bowed and said:
"The last general will meet the general, the last general..."
"Hmph, how can you have the dignity to claim to be the last general?" Qian Yi yelled angrily, "Are you worthy of those brothers who died in the battlefield or the tomb we set up for you outside the Guannan Camp!"
The man's face was sad, as if he had a thousand words to say. In the end, he could not utter a single word. He just knelt down on the ground and replied in a harsh voice: "General, Shang Li is ashamed of you. You have no face to face the general and the brothers in the army."
, the only thing the Mojiang can give back to the Great General now is this life. If the General wants to take it away, the Mojiang will never hesitate."
Li Luo did not move and accepted the gift. After Shang Li finished speaking, he smiled softly and said: "We haven't seen each other for many years since your whereabouts were unknown. Today can be regarded as a reunion. There is no need to talk about life and death right away, haha.
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Shang Li's eyes turned red and he murmured for a long time, not knowing how to respond. However, if you are familiar with Li Luo's character, you can probably guess what Li Luo is thinking at this moment. Accepting Shang Li's courtesy means that he has the intention to resolve the past grudges.
, which one is right or wrong depends on whether Shang Li has truly betrayed Mu Tianlang. If not, Li Luo may not necessarily do anything to Shang Li.
"Get up." Seeing Shang Li kneeling on the ground and unable to get up, Li Luo said with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for several years. How can you become a mother-in-law and a mother-in-law? Do you still need me to help you up?"
Shang Li stood up and looked at Li Luo blankly. For a moment, he forgot to invite Li Luo and others into the house. Li Luo turned his head slightly and glanced at the wooden house, and asked with a smile: "Is there anyone in the house?"
Shangli was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. If he was willing to give up his life for just a cup of tea, he then bowed sincerely, opened the courtyard door, and said in a deep voice: "General, please."
"Thank you." Li Luo nodded in return and entered the courtyard first. Leng Bing and others followed him in. Qian Yi glanced at Shang Li coldly as he passed by, not hiding the contempt and anger in his eyes, and snorted.
Shang Li remained silent, but Li Luo's thank you made him happy after all.
After entering the house, the tables, chairs and benches made of mulberry wood were as simple as possible. It was not considered a hard practice, but it was not much better than that of an ascetic.
Shangli invited Li Luo to sit down. Li Luo was not polite and sat down casually. No one else took a seat. Shangli made tea and brought it over. Among the five, only Li Luo took the tea.
They didn't move. It was really difficult for Qian Yi to endure not to splash the tea in the cup on Shang Li's face. Shang Li looked lonely and said nothing, enduring Qian Yi's glare and the scrutinizing eyes of others.
Li Luo picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Mulberry tea? It's rare. The taste is really light."
Shangli agreed: "I don't know if it suits the general's taste."
"Haha, what kind of taste do I have? Even mountain springs and rainwater are all the same." Li Luo replied casually, which made Shang Li have mixed feelings in his heart. Not to mention that he and Li Luo fought together in the north and south, and lived and died together.
There are many shared joys and sorrows. A piece of dry food and a bowl of water are ordinary days. For Li Luo, there is no such thing as taste.
"Aren't you going to say something?" Qian Yi couldn't help but shouted coldly.
Shangli smiled bitterly and said: "What did you say? No matter how much you say, you can't change the fact that I am a deserter. It's my fault. The general wants to fight or kill him, but Shangli will never ask for his life!"
"You still know that you are a deserter!? Then do you know how many of our brothers died in Xiu Tong City back then? The general almost died in Xiu Tong City, and Zhu Zhi," Qian Yi said in a stern voice with a frosty face, "If you have the ability,
You go to Jiuquan and talk to him! If all the officers and men in the army are as selfish as you, then who will be the soldiers? How will this battle be fought? How will the country be defended?"
Shangli coughed violently, his face turned blue and white, regret, guilt, regret, and all kinds of emotions gathered together.
"Returning to the mountains and fields, you are so comfortable. Have you never thought that without the general and without Mu Tianlang, you, Shang Li, are just an ordinary person, a wanderer at best. Not to mention the kindness of the general to you, those buried in the ground
Brother, your bones are cold, I don’t believe that no one saved your life!”
Shangli was shaken and in a daze. Qian Yi's words stung the weakness buried deep in Shan Li's heart. If he had just done something wrong, according to Dagan's military law, it would be nothing more than a decisive decision to give his life back.
Mu Tianlang is just that, but how many times can he count the dead and crippled brothers who stood in front of him because of his kindness in the army? Even after death, he was under the Nine Springs.
How can I go up to these people and say I'm sorry?
Li Luo rubbed his eyebrows, shook his hand, and said harmoniously: "Qian Yi, don't say more, he must have his own difficulties..."
"General, Shang Li has no hard feelings. I just became a deserter. I no longer have the face to face the general and my former brothers. I can only apologize with death and tell them myself when I get underground..." Before he could finish his words, Shang
Li dodged towards Li Luo in the distance. He knew that Li Luo was very good at martial arts, and that Leng Bing and Li Yuanxi were among the best in the army. He was afraid that they would try to stop them, so he avoided the three of them before committing suicide. The wooden house was not big, and Shang Li
This dodge could only be selective, and after avoiding the three of them, he happened to be closest to Linghe. Linghe was a new face, and Shang Li didn't know the level of Linghe's martial arts, but none of the remaining people could take advantage of him.
So, he could only try his luck. It didn't matter if he tried it. In fact, when Li Luo'an sat motionless at the table and Leng Bing and Li Yuanxi looked expressionless, Shang Li probably guessed that this time he was in all likelihood.
He guessed wrong, and very wrong, and before Shang Li could change his mind, he felt that his whole body was stiff. He could see, hear, and think, but none of his hands, feet, and body were his, not even his tongue.
He has become someone else's object. He can breathe easily, but it is extremely difficult to speak.
Linghe poked his head out from behind Shangli, touched his bare head, and asked, "Does he look down on me?"
Li Luo smiled, Qian Yi's eyelids twitched, and Leng Bing's fighting spirit surged. Li Yuanxi was also wary and took another look at this mysterious master that Li Luo brought back from somewhere. These methods are amazing, but how?
It seems to be somewhat similar to the puppet technique used by the Feipengbao killer. Didn't it mean that he died north of Luye Naga?
Shang Li wished he could die here on the spot, but unfortunately no part of his body could move except his eyeballs, and he couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide.