Mu Cang staggered to the ground, his mind spinning. So that's it... So that's it! Ya Xin made Mu Cang mistakenly think that using a dead person as a container can resurrect Mu Xi, so he tried his best to help Ya Xin kill the Fifth Sanskrit, and

Stealing Beitang Muren's body was just a cover for Yasin to make him believe it.

Beiming looked at Mu Cang's dejected look and didn't want to say any more words.

Seventeen years ago, Fanyin died suddenly, and Mu Cang followed Bei Ming and others to the earth. From then on, Bei Ming became suspicious of Mu Cang. He returned the sickle and pestle given to him by Mu Cang.

, that is Mu Cang’s only cold weapon carefully crafted for outsiders except for his daughter. It does not require any spiritual power, and the hammer, sickle and pestle are also extremely powerful. Beiming only wanted Mu Cang to remember his past friendship and treat Sanskrit kindly, but who would have thought that he would come to this end.

This is the land now.

For a long time, Mu Cang looked at the sky and suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter became louder and louder, and more and more wild, but there was no hint of joy. It only made people feel chilly. He just heard him say: "That's great.

! Great! If I die! My Xi'er will live! Great! Great!" After saying that, Mu Cang looked straight at the sky, kicked his feet, and died.

Everyone looked at it and sighed. Beiming of the Northern Tang Dynasty looked at Mucang's body in silence for a long time. Suddenly, he frowned, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and made a muffled cry of pain.

"Ming!" Fanyin ran forward and supported Beiming. He saw big drops of cold sweat falling down.

"General..." A cowardly voice sounded from the side. Zhongli was detained by the people from the second branch. Beiming looked at him. Zhongli had no face to face Beiming anymore.

"Zuo Ling, what do you mean by Zuo Ling? Xi'er...can Xi'er still live?" Zhong Li said infatuatedly.

"Take him back," Beiming said.

"General! General! Tell me! Tell me!" Zhongli shouted loudly, eagerly.

"Aside from Mu Xi, do you think we are brothers?" Heba Chilu suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Zhongli and shouted.

"The general is not like this! The general is not like this! For the deputy general! The general is risking his life and not caring about anything!" Zhongli shouted.

"How can you be compared with the general!" Heba Chilu said angrily, "Back then, the deputy general died fighting for Dong Ling and defended the red gold stone! The general tried his best to save her, how can you be compared with the two of them!"

"They're not all the same! The general went berserk and tore apart the space! Dongling was about to be destroyed. If it weren't for you and I fighting to protect each other, Dongling would have been destroyed long ago! We don't have to wait until today!" Zhongli said fiercely.

"Bastard!" Chi Lu punched Zhongli and knocked him to the ground. "For the deputy general! We are willing to do it!"

"Then why can't I do it for Xi'er! Why is the deputy general's life more valuable than Xi'er's gold!" Zhongli argued fiercely.

"Because Beiming did not collaborate with the enemy and treason!" Fanyin suddenly said angrily, "Zhongli, you have to plead guilty!"

"I don't recognize it!" Zhongli said stubbornly.

Beiming helped Fanyin away and said to Zhongli: "I, Beitang Beiming, have never wanted to erase the mistakes I made. If it weren't for your brotherly help, I would have become a sinner in Dongling and cannot be denied. Today, with your condemnation,

I am speechless, after all, it is my fault, Beitang Beiming."

"Beiming!" Fanyin wanted to interrupt Beiming when he saw what he said.

"General!" Chi Lu and Yan Tong stopped him together.

Beiming raised his hand to stop them, and continued: "If one day comes, I, Beitang Beiming, will dedicate myself to the country and die." Beiming looked at Zhongli tenaciously, "What about you, do you admit to today's sin?

Killing comrades, collaborating with the enemy and treason, Zhongli, do you admit it!" Beiming suddenly shouted. Zhongli was startled, and turned away timidly, not daring to look at Beiming again. "Zhongli! Look at me! Don't act like a coward.

I thought I could escape! I, Beitang Beiming, have been punished! I will repay you one day! Zhongli! How about you! How can you repay me!"

"I just... I just want Xi'er to come back to life..." Zhongli said.

"Does that mean you are collaborating with the enemy and treason? You killed Leng Yi when you asked! You betrayed the Three Columns when you asked! Are you still a soldier? Zhongli!" Bei Ming grabbed Zhongli's collar and asked, "You know that

The wolves are attacking, and you let the three verticals fight against the wolves alone and open up the country. Do you know how many people in the third vertical are still alive? What do you think of the lives of your brothers! Ah! You are talking!" Beiming was already talking.

Cry.

After a while, Zhongli collapsed in the tunnel and said: "General... I was wrong, General... I just want Xi'er to live... I just want Xi'er to live... I don't want my brothers to die... I just want them to

Just let the wolves in... I don't want them to resist..."

"Bastard!" Bei Ming threw Zhongli to the ground, gasping for air.

"I just want Xi'er to live... to live... brothers... brothers... I was wrong, I was wrong." After saying that, Zhongli covered his face and cried bitterly, and fell to the ground.

"Take him down." Bei Ming said a little weakly.

"Uh!" Beiming suddenly let out a cry of pain and bent down. Fanyin quickly supported him: "Beiming! Go back to the Military and Political Department! Go back to the Military and Political Department!" Fanyin urged.

"Ming'er!" With a loud shout, Beitang Xiaofeng ran over from a distance.

"Mom!" Bei Ming said excitedly when he saw his mother, whom he had not seen for many years. Beitang Xiaofeng hugged his son and cried bitterly. "Mom! My son!" Bei Ming choked through gritted teeth.

"Go back to the Military and Political Department! Go back to the Military and Political Department!" Fanyin said urgently and calmly, ordering the soldiers to make way for Beiming.

"Without treatment, his arm will not be saved." A small voice came from the crowd.

"Sister..." Tiankuo said hesitantly. It was Tiankuo's sister Tiankuo who was speaking. Sky glanced at Tiankuo, forced a smile and said, "Do you still recognize me as your sister...Brother..."

"You have taken care of me for seventeen years, of course you are my sister." Tiankuo said seriously.

When Tian Kong heard what Tian Kuo said, he smiled sadly: "Brother..."

"elder sister."

"Take Bei Ming back to a safe place quickly. If it's too late, he won't be able to save his arm," Tian Tian said.

"Uncle Qingshan! Come to Uncle Qingshan quickly! Minister Bai!" Fanyin called loudly.

"Dad has been called! He is..." Yaya trailed off and heard a person not far away shouting loudly, "Yaya! Xiaoyin!"

"uncle!"

"Dad!" Fanyin Yaya shouted together. Ya Qingshan ran towards his two daughters.

"The Lingshu is useless, come to Lan Chaotian." Just listen to the sky say coldly. Tiankuo looked at the sky, the sky continued, "Split cluster of cold needles, something from the Lan Song Kingdom, come to Lan Chaotian, his arm

There is still a glimmer of hope." Tian Tian said, striding forward and reaching for Bei Ming's left arm. "One, two, three..." Tian Tian frowned and counted, "You were hit three times!" She couldn't believe it.
Chapter completed!