Clash Of The Sword Titans

However, Fang Yin was not satisfied with the answer, and his face showed an embarrassed look: "Leader Lu, if you really didn't ask anything, it's really hard to explain here." "It's not that you didn't ask anything. "Lu Li glanced at him and said lightly: "He has the marching map of the Extreme Heaven Demon Kingdom and the deployment of the Demon Kingdom's troops. He wants to use these two things in exchange for his own life, and join the Holy Kingdom under the command of Marshal Lin."

"Marching map!"

Fang Yin's eyes lit up suddenly: "Is this true?"

Lu Li didn't expect his reaction to be so intense.

Could it really be that I underestimated that stuff?

Lu Li couldn't help but regret not letting Long An take a look at the marching map to himself first, but when he thought that he couldn't understand it after reading it, he pressed this thought and nodded: "He really said that, is it true or false? Marshal Lin has to personally judge. You will send someone to inform Marshal Lin later, and say that if the marching plan and the deployment of troops are true, then I will take care of him and leave him alive. Let him be mixed with Marshal Lin first. I'll take a look."

"Leader Lu, don't worry. Although this person is an enemy general, he still has a clear and convincing truth." Fang Yin finally smiled, showing how important the marching map is.

In fact, Long An himself did not expect that at that time, Lu Li, who could not move like a mountain under the impact of the Five Thousand Extreme Demon Cavalry, who looked like a murderous god, had no idea about marching and fighting.

If he had known this for a long time, he would probably not have to use the torture, so he would recruit on the spot, and it would be better than having a hard time and almost glaring at the blind.

If there was no inner story about why the Demon King had to marry King Yan, Long An would really want to cry without tears today.

"Anyway, if you bring your words, I won't be involved in the follow-up."

Lu Li waved his hand, and was about to take Ling'er away, but Fang Yin stopped loudly and said, "Leader Lu, wait a minute!"

Lu Li stopped, showing a puzzled expression. "Something else?"

Fang Yin showed helplessness: "Yes, there is still something, but it's not our heavenly affairs."

"It's not a matter of the heavens?"

Lu Li frowned and said, "Should I have no communication with Feng Lei Er?"

"It's not the second part of Fenglei either." Fang Yin hesitated, then smiled bitterly: "This matter is not a matter of the power of God."

"Not the gods?"

Lu Li was a little curious now, and looked at Fang Yin, "Fang messenger, this is the reason you came to me, right?"

Fang Yin expressed guilt, "I am entrusted by others. Of course, if Chief Lu is unwilling, he has never mentioned it at the moment."

"Let's talk about it, who is the rich man who wants to see me."

Lu Li didn't have to guess. To make Fangyin such a relationship that one of the six envoys of the heavens could not refuse, the other party must be a high-powered person.

Reminiscing about the delicate situation of the Yanwang Palace now, it is natural for someone to see himself, the newly appointed head of the foreign affairs office.

"It's not the powerful, but Wu Zong."

Fang Yin smiled and said, "Leader Lu can't help but underestimate him. If he is only the nobles in the imperial capital, even if he is the prime minister, he may not let go."

"Wu Zong?" Lu Li didn't expect that Wu Zong would be the first one to come out and contact him.

Not long ago, I had discussed Wu Zong's issue with Ge Xinyue, but Wu Zong had already approached him.

"Which one of Wu Zong wants to see me?"

Lu Li calmed down and asked in doubt.

"President of the War Academy, Li Wuming." Fang Yin said the name.

Lu Li's understanding of Wu Zong was limited to his previous holidays with the Shen family.

The ancestor of the Shen family was the predecessor of Wuzong's great sacrifice, and this was the only thing Lu Li knew.

As for the Dean of the War Academy, Lu Li had never even heard of it. He didn't know why the other party wanted to see him.

"Leader Lu doesn’t have to ask him, he just owes Dean Li a favor, and has to preach this sentence for him. This matter has nothing to do with the power of God. Fang Yin is only speaking in his personal capacity. What is the matter with Dean Li? Actually, I didn't know it."

"Is that so?" Lu Li smiled towards Ling'er when he heard the words, "Do you want to see the academy in the world?"

"Are there many books?"

Ling'er's eyes were shining, and her face was reddened.

Lu Li nodded: "It should be no weaker than the old bookstore."

When mentioning the old book building, Lu Li and Ling'er both had a pity on their faces.

They walked in a hurry. Many of the books in that old book building did not have time to take away. Although Ling'er had read most of them, they were already alone. After she left, no one would take care of them on a regular basis. I was afraid It is to let the books in the old bookstore be covered in dust.

So when Ling'er heard that there was a book to read, and it was not weaker than the old bookstore, she immediately became excited and whispered, "Can I go?"

"I think the director of the war college should not be stingy with this little thing."

Lu Li said, then he drank, "I agree to this matter."

Fang Yin looked happy, "Thank you, Chief Lu."

He owed Li Wuming's favor, so he had to break the rules to offer this invitation to Lu Li. It can be seen that the weight of this favor made even Fang Yin, one of the six envoys of the Celestial Ministry, the spy leader a little embarrassed.

Lu Li was able to agree to it, which naturally gave him face and eliminated his heart disease.

"Leader Lu, please follow me." Instructed the other people in the Celestial Tribe to clean up Long An's affairs, and Fang Yin made a gesture of leading the way in front of him.

...

"President, did you really ask someone to hire the Director Lu?"

Wu Zong, in the war courtyard, Jiang Caixing came to Li Wuming who was supervising the practice of the disciples.

Li Wuming did not squint, looked at the many disciples in the martial arts arena, smiled and said, "The news spread so quickly?"

Jiang Caixing's cold and frosty face was rarely ruddy, knowing that it was Li Wuming who was blaming her for not thinking about cultivation, but he paid attention to the gossip, and said with a guilty conscience: "This news has been spread in Wuzong. I heard from other hospitals. The dean is very dissatisfied with this and thinks that you are making an appointment with the chief of the Yan Palace at this time. It is really..."

"Is it too authoritarian to put other people in my eyes?" Li Wuming smiled.

Jiang Caixing didn't dare to answer, but the meaning was already obvious.

Li Wuming looked into the distance. Although he looked like a young man, his eyes were extremely deep, like an ancient well, without a slight smile. "Those people think I'm standing in line, afraid that I'll hurt Wu Zong. Or... I'm afraid that I'll hurt their interests, so they can't wait to stand up and attack me, and let them say that you don't have to pay attention to these trivial matters."

"But, teacher..." Jiang Caixing raised his head, and even changed his name in a hurry: "The other deans have always thought that you are arbitrary and that you can't even control the wine for the big sacrifice. They have too much power and have always wanted to find opportunities to target you. Now that you have made it clear that you are going to stand on the side of King Yan's Mansion, you are giving them a handle."

If he was beside him, Jiang Caixing would never talk so much.

But now Wu Zong's situation is struggling, and King Yan's Mansion happens to be in a very sensitive period again. Li Wuming made an appointment to meet with the new head of foreign affairs in the Yan Palace. This incident fell into the eyes of the interested and would definitely become a signal for Wu Zong to collude with the Yan Palace.

As Li Wuming who contributed to this incident, he also pushed himself to the cusp of the storm.

It's no wonder that Jiang Caixing is anxious, it's because the atmosphere inside Wu Zong is weird at this moment, and all kinds of sounds are heard. And Xin Zhu, the great sacrifice wine, did not want to pay attention to these matters, which meant that all the pressure fell on Li Wuming.

Feeling the concern of his student, Li Wuming's eyes filled with warmth, and he reached out and touched her head.

The two are similar in stature, but there is no contradiction in this action.

"You, you are too heavy-minded and too arrogant. Otherwise, with your talent, you should have entered the realm of immortality by now."

Li Wuming's words are mild and have no meaning of teaching, but Jiang Caixing is ashamed, and her beautiful eyes are covered with mist: "It is the student who has given the teacher a shame."

"You are already a martial artist at a young age, and you have the Jiang family backing behind you. You may not be able to become the second Mu Ningqiu."

Li Wuming did not comfort Jiang Caixing, but said indifferently: "The general trend is up and everyone wants to benefit from it, but they cherish feathers too much, and they don't even have the courage to gamble, even if it is good, why should it be their turn? ?"

Jiang Caixing was still entangled with Li Wuming's sentence that he would become the second Mu Ningqiu, but when he heard these words, his heart suddenly became tight, and he said softly: "The teacher meant, do you want to bet on King Yan?"

"The King Yan is a member of the royal family. There is too much involvement behind her. We can't gamble. Your Majesty will not allow us to gamble."

Li Wuming shook his head and smiled, "Fine, you may know what I mean when you meet the young man with you later."

Jiang Caixing seemed to understand this sentence, showing a hint of surprise.

Could it be... the teacher meant to gamble on that Lu Li?

how come?

Jiang Caixing couldn't believe this idea.

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