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Chapter 105 The Death of Yue Ji (2)

Xia Houling smiled meaningfully, "Isn't it strange that the people in Yulu Pass are rich and powerful, but they surrendered to the official without even fighting, and gave wine and beauties?"

Qiqi didn't understand what this had to do with Yueji, so Xia Houling pointed to the inside of the bed, "Come up and beat my shoulders."

"Master..." Qi Qi stared at the bed, which was the one Yue Ji slept with him.

"The mattress has been changed, but I still think it's unlucky to be dead." Xia Houling thought she hated it, and stretched out his hand to pull her so that the wound on her chest hurt like a tear, and said angrily, "I haven't come up yet."

Qiqi had no choice but to take off her shoes and climb onto the bed, and listened to him continue to speak while beating his shoulders, "After the previous battle, Mo Zhan, the first general of the Northern Kingdom, disappeared, and my spies couldn't find out. If I were Mo Zhan, I would do the same thing." One move, pretending to give up a city, then dispatching a large army to cooperate with Yulu Pass inside and outside, and wipe us out."

Now that he knows why he still accepts surrender?Qiqi thought, maybe he had already thought of a better way.

"If you want to really catch the turtle in the urn, the surest way is to assassinate me first, and then wipe out the leaderless army." Xia Houling laughed a little at why she analyzed and explained this to a slave.

Seeing her still confused and unable to grasp the gist when looking back, Xia Houling said again, "I guessed that they had this trick a long time ago, there is a pillow person from the Northern Kingdom, who can be my scapegoat at critical moments? "

So, he has long dominated the entire game of chess, Yue Ji is just a scapegoat, and everything he does is playing tricks...

The fist on her shoulder stopped, Qiqi stared at Xia Houling in horror, her voice was sad and desolate, "She is a human being."

Yue Ji tried to die by herself but failed, but insensibly acted as a scapegoat for the person she admired. She is a living life who can cry, laugh and sing.

Xia Houling was used to life and death all his life, so he didn't care. He turned around to face Qiqi, patted her face, "Why, I'm afraid that the Lord will push you out as a scapegoat?"

(End of this chapter)