Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 141 Debunking the Conspiracy
"Father, isn't that little slut the most attractive to the witch? But she has already taken that little slut away!"

Bai Mucheng thought about it carefully, their previous handle was nothing but sandalwood, but sandalwood was rescued by Nangong Yue, so they didn't have anything against her...

"No, besides that little maid, there is another important person." Bai Yanzhao shook his head.

"Who is that?"

"Mo Qitian."

These three words of Mo Qitian surprised Bai Mucheng: "The news we received before, isn't Mo Qitian already dead..."

"Oh, dead?" Bai Yanzhao smiled mockingly.

"That's right, didn't we send Mo Qitian's body to those people from the rivers and lakes before? And the mask he always wears is still here. Isn't that dead or something?"

Bai Yanzhao was not the same, he looked at the white figure on the city wall from a distance, but said with a thoughtful and cunning face: "The person is dead, but if we say that he is not dead, but still alive, then what will happen?" How?"

Bai Mucheng was startled: "Father means..."

"She has done tricks on Yan'er's side, and news about Mo Qitian will be passed on to her. Looking at the situation in the imperial city now, and seeing that she has no news recently, I'm afraid she was bought by that demon girl. That is to say, the witch naturally knew about the news of Mo Qitian's death, but so what if she knew, the mask is with us, as long as we find someone to pretend to be Mo Qitian, are we afraid that the witch will not take the bait?"

Bai Yanzhao's words were extremely cunning, but Bai Mucheng was a little puzzled when he heard it: "But Father is so sure, can that witch be hooked?"

"Do you still remember the ventriloquist warlock that came with Li Si last time?"

"Remember, when the sorcerer came that day, he immediately performed a part for us. That man has no internal strength, at most he is just a peddler."

"No." Bai Yanzhao shook his head: "The ventriloquist can speak, let him imitate Mo Qitian's voice, there is a voice and a mask, even if there is a mistake, there is a [-]% chance It will succeed."

Bai Yanzhao's words made Bai Mucheng suddenly: "Father is still wise, father is wise and martial, this law can restrain that witch!"

"Cheng'er, you are the one who will ascend to the throne in the future. If you don't have any resourcefulness, how can you take on this great responsibility?"

"Yes, I will always remember my father's teaching!!!"

When Bai Mucheng heard this, he regained his energy, and then rushed towards the army in front regardless of life and death, and began to look for the ventriloquist warlock.
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"Princess, this is the news from over there."

After a cup of tea, the army of the Bai family above the city gate brought news to Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue unfolded the scroll written in yellow cloth, like an imperial decree, but there was only a very short sentence written on it: Mo Qitian is not dead, if you want him to live, you can use your head in exchange.

Nangong Yue was taken aback by these words, and she frowned instantly when she saw the big words that Mo Qitian was not dead.

"Ma'am! Look!" Just before Nangong Yue recovered from the one-liner letter, Mo Qiu's panicked cry came from beside her.

Looking in the direction Mo Qiu pointed, in front of the army, a man in armor and a rust-colored ghost mask was being tied up and trapped there.

There was a shining big knife around his neck. He was struggling and roaring, as if he was saying something, but Nangong Yue couldn't hear it because he was too far away. She just looked at the figure and figure, and her heart I couldn't help trembling, the pain and the sadness and sadness that had been suppressed for many days were all vented at this moment.

"Ma'am...that's actually a general!! General!!!"

Mo Qiu screamed in her ear, but Nangong Yue was frozen in place at this moment, and she didn't know how to start...

Her man is not dead...not dead...it's good, it's really good that he's not dead...

"The general is not dead! The general is not dead!!!" Mo Qiu cheered, his eyes filled with tears, but looking at the situation ahead, he couldn't help frowning: "The general was caught by them..."

"Who is that!"

"That's General Luocha! How could General Luocha be in the hands of that traitor?"

"Yes! How could the general be captured? It's impossible!"

Mo Qiu saw the situation ahead, but the soldiers on the tower naturally also saw the situation ahead.

This man they regard as the God of War is now a prisoner. After all, this is a bit unacceptable to them, not to mention that the myth of the general's invincibility is here, how could their general become a prisoner... …

It's just that they are too familiar with that mask, it is a mask that others cannot imitate, and it is a mask that others cannot spy on, and what this mask represents is also the general himself...

Loss and panic spread among the thousand soldiers at this moment, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

It was also after being confused and unwilling for a long time that they couldn't help turning their eyes to Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue is Mo Qitian's wife, and the only one who can explain all this to them now is their goddess, the princess of Nanyao Kingdom, Nangong Yue, the wife of the Great General of Nanyao Kingdom.

Looking at those eyes full of expectation, Nangong Yue only felt a tingling pain in her heart.

She saw Mo Qitian, she really wanted to bring him back, she really wanted to tell him that he was going to be a father and they had their own flesh and blood...

But looking at those pairs of eyes, Nangong Yue finally calmed down at this moment.

What she holds tightly in her hands is the honor and disgrace of the entire country, not to mention her man, she has never seen him so courageous, she can't let the soldiers believe that it is Mo Qitian, and she can't let herself Believe!
"Mo Qiu, go, send them a message and ask them to tell me what evidence proves that it is Mo Qitian."

Mo Qiu was startled when he heard these words: "Ma'am, this..."

"It's already at this time, I can't be confused, even if it is the real Mo Qitian, I still need them to prove to me that what I hold tightly now is not my life alone, but the life of the whole city and the entire Nanyao Kingdom. in my hand."

Nangong Yue's words made Mo Qiu pause, and he nodded firmly towards Nangong Yue: "Mo Qiu understands."

After speaking, Mo Qiu turned around and walked towards the bottom of the tower.

Mo Qiu knew very well that what Nangong Yue said now was only said after she had made up her mind. There would be people who would look at her man and be indifferent, and there would be people who would look at her child's father and not be moved. not to pursue.

However, for the sake of the people of the entire Nanyao Kingdom, Nangong Yue must have reason even if she wants to pursue it.

Mo Qiu passed on the news, but not long after, there was someone holding "Mo Qitian" by the neck, and then they walked towards this side bit by bit.

There were not many of them, but they were also quite a few. Three thousand people were exactly three times more than that in the city.

Nangong Yue looked at their arrival, but felt it was ridiculous. She didn't dare to attack with the whole army, but she didn't want to let go of the opportunity. The old fox is really an old fox.

"The general's wife wants evidence?" Bai Yanzhao and Bai Mucheng didn't come, but a military officer. He raised his eyes and looked at Nangong Yue above with a face full of sarcasm, and said arrogantly.

"That's natural." Nangong Yue sneered: "I only ask for one piece of evidence. If the evidence is not what I want, then I will bombard you. If it is what I want, exchange my head for the general. Why not?"

"Okay, Ma'am is very straightforward." The officer was very confident: "Madam, listen carefully now, this is the voice of your general."

As the words fell, the officer picked up the back of the knife, and struck Mo Qitian on the back.

"Hmm..." Following the movement of the knife falling, Mo Qitian also snorted, but then he raised his face and shouted at Nangong Yue on the tower: "Yue'er, leave me alone! Kill them quickly!"

Listening to that familiar voice, listening to that familiar tone, and that arrogant roar, Nangong Yue froze...

"So you really didn't die..."

She was trembling, and couldn't help but look at Mo Qitian below who was speaking heart-piercingly.

These words were so heavy, and as the words fell, the surrounding soldiers also began to roar.

"It's a general!!! It really is a general!!!"

"Why is the general there!!!"

"Impossible, the general is wise and mighty, the God of War of Nanyao Kingdom, how could he be there."

"Anyway, we're going to rescue the general, at worst we'll fight them!"

"Yes, let's fight! The general is the hope of Nanyao Kingdom, and the princess is also the hope of Nanyao Kingdom. We can't let the princess go to death. At worst, we will fight them to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"A fight to the death..."

The sound of oaths and roars spread throughout the sky above the tower, Nangong Yue looked at Mo Qitian below, and then at those desperate soldiers, her face was full of bitterness...

Also in a trance, her complexion became paler and paler, she just suppressed, suppressed, then raised her eyes to look at Mo Qitian below and smiled: "General, do you remember that I described for you?" What is painted on the side painting?"

These words stunned the officer below.

A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes, and then he said a few words to Mo Qitian in front of him without leaving any trace.

After a while, everyone heard that Mo Qitian say bitterly: "Of course I remember, it's the portrait Yue'er drew for my husband, so I naturally remember what it looks like."

That Mo Qitian didn't explain anything in detail, but these words made Nangong Yue on the gate tower smile brighter...

(End of this chapter)