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Chapter 80 The world is like chess, one move counts three times!

Daze Township!

Farmland!

Mo Jiazi, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat to cover his face, appeared outside the farm gate.

"Mojia Juzi, come to visit the farmer's house!"

"I came here some time ago to discuss some matters with the members of the Mo family."

Upon hearing this, the guard disciple of the farmhouse quickly notified the farmhouse master and came to confirm the reception.

After the farmer's Siyue Hall master learned about it, he hurried over.

Mo Jiajuzi took off his bamboo hat and revealed his face.

"It's really Mr. Juzi of the Mo family!"

The leader of Siyue Hall was shocked.

"Master, you are polite, there is no need to be so polite."

Mo Jiajunzi smiled faintly.

Under the leadership of the leader of Siyue Hall, the remaining members of the Mohist family were found.

"Thank you very much!"

Mohist Juzi said respectfully.

"Hahaha, when you get together, feel free to talk about anything, but I'll say goodbye now!"

The master of Siyue Hall laughed heartily, waved his hand, and turned to say goodbye.

"Lord Yukiko!"

Everyone in the Mo family said respectfully, their faces were excited, and some even had tears in their eyes.

"It's been hard for you guys running around during this period."

"Sigh... I didn't expect that besides the Qin Empire, there would be mysterious forces that launched an attack on the Mo family, and even found the Mo family's feuding public loser."

"It's all my fault that you acted rashly and intercepted Yinghuo Shouxin!"

"Otherwise, the current disaster would not have been caused!"

Mo Jiajuzi looked sad and sighed.

Everyone in the Mo family hurriedly said: "Leader, you don't have to blame yourself. We are mentally prepared to make sacrifices for the great cause of anti-Qin!"

"Now that things have happened, there is no point in regretting it. Let's discuss where the Mo family will go from now on."

"Confucianism now has a great sage, Master Xun, who has become a land immortal. If he can be protected by Confucianism, I believe the Qin Empire will not be afraid of it."

Mo Ban nodded slightly, then shook his head and sighed, "But farmers and Confucians are at odds with each other!"

"Most of the Confucian powerful classes are gentry and landlords, while most of the peasant families are poor people. The two sides have different ideas!"

"And what happened in Songhai City earlier..."

"If we go to Confucianism, I'm afraid our relationship with the farmers will be..."

The following words were not finished, but everyone present understood the meaning.

The farmer's family didn't even agree to the Confucian family's invitation to discuss how to deal with the murderers of the Soul-Eating Prison. If the Mo family went to the East China Sea, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to the farmer's family.

"good!"

Robber Zhi nodded in agreement.

For a time, people in the Mohist family couldn't argue about whether to stay or stay at the farmhouse.

But suddenly!

A voice then sounded!

"Who dares to break into a farmhouse?!"

Afterwards, there was a scream.

"How dare you..."

"ah!!!"

The harsh sound resounded throughout the farmhouse.

The rolling sound waves roared, full of disbelief.

Everyone in the Mo family suddenly heard this sound and couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Mo Jiajuzi's expression became condensed and he said in a heavy voice: "Let's go take a look and help our farm brothers!"

"good!"

Several people in Moban nodded and responded.

Everyone stood up, rushed out of the room, and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

Whoosh whoosh!

The figures turned into afterimages and disappeared into the sky.

A mansion!

Mojia Juzi and others came forward to check, but they saw a body in the yard.

His neck was violently twisted and a bloody hole opened in his throat, and blood was still flowing out.

The surrounding area was stained with blood.

And the owner of the corpse is surprisingly a familiar person to several people, Tian Meng!

Several people couldn't help but look moved, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

Tian Meng, the leader of Lieshan, was assassinated!

Immediately afterwards, several figures floated over, and there was another burst of footsteps, and farm disciples came one after another.

The figures were the other five farm hall masters. Seeing the scene in front of them, their eyes suddenly tightened and their brows knitted together.

Tian Meng, the leader of the farm family Lieshan, was actually killed at the farmer's base camp!

There were also brothers from the Moh family standing next to him, especially Juzi from the Moh family.

For a time, huge waves arose in the hearts of several people.

"What's going on!"

Tian Hu, the leader of Chiyou Hall, asked coldly: "Who killed my brother? Why are you here?"

His eyes were extremely cold, his face was like frost, and his hands were clenched into fists, shaking constantly.

You can see the anger inside!

Even though the Mo family was a close ally of the peasant family, he had murderous intentions at this moment!

Several other people's expressions also turned cold, and they looked at the Mo family, moving their figures calmly, blocking the surrounding space.

No matter what, everyone in the Mohist family is the biggest suspect!

"Brother Tian Hu, your brother was not killed by the Mo family!"

Mo Jiajuzi said with a solemn expression: "There was a scream here before. I believe you and all the farm brothers also heard it."

"Our Mo family also came here for this reason, but we just arrived a step early."

"Moreover, when we arrived, your brother Tian Meng had been killed."

"The blood around us has been integrated into the earth, but there is no trace of blood on us!"

"If we kill Tian Meng, there will definitely be blood stains on his body!"

This statement is extremely reasonable.

What's more, the farmer's family has no evidence to prove that it was the Mohist family, and the relationship between the two families is very good, and the Mohist family has no motive to assassinate Lieshantang Tianmeng.

Tian Hu, the leader of Chiyou Hall, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, his eyes flashed with sadness, and shouted coldly: "I believe that the Moh brothers would not do such a thing, but no matter what, you are all suspected!"

"Starting today, everyone in the farm family will thoroughly investigate the murderer!"

"Don't let go of any clues!"

"No one from the Mo family can leave the farmhouse until there is no result!"

"Please understand from the Mo family!"

"We understand the difficulties of our farmer brothers."

Mojia Juzi sighed and comforted softly: "Brother Tian Hu, please rest assured, if there is any need for Mojia's cooperation, we will not refuse!"

"Thank you!"

Tian Hu, the leader of Chiyou Hall, bowed his hands...

A few days later.

The coast of the East China Sea!

Songhai City.

Inside the inn, the sun was shining brightly, casting golden light along the windowsill, illuminating the bedroom.

Ying Ziye was sitting on the seat, the chessboard in front of him was clearly black and white, and the two armies were fighting fiercely!

It's time for a son to fall!

Ying Ziye stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, took a sip of fine wine, and looked at the young man in front of him who had changed from his usual desolate image.

Han Xin's long hair was tied into a bunch hanging down his back, and he had a long sword by his side, looking particularly capable.

Between his brows and eyes, he was still cold and expressionless.

At this moment, Han Xin was looking at the chessboard with his eyes thoughtfully, holding the white piece in his hand, thinking about where to place it.

The black and white chess pieces are fighting and entangled, but the black chess piece is like a long dragon, extremely ferocious, entrenched between the sky and the earth, suppressing the white piece, and wrapping it up!

The white piece can only evade and retreat in panic, losing every step of the way to breathe. All the chess pieces are taken by the black dragon, leaving only a few pieces!

No matter how hard he thought, or even made dangerous moves, he could not break the black dragon's suppression.

"Young master is really superb at chess, I can't believe you are inferior to him!"

Han Xin sighed.

Looking at Ying Ziye's calm and composed smile, he looked like a god overlooking the world!

The opponent has anticipated every move he makes, and has planned his back-up moves well in advance.

It left him unable to resist at all.

Any move is under Ying Ziye’s control!

"Ha ha……"

Ying Ziye smiled softly and didn't say much.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the door, it was a member of the bad guys.

Han Xin's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much.

But I heard a member of the bad guys say respectfully: "Sir, in Daze Township, the land of farmers, the leader of Lieshan Hall, Tian Meng, is dead!"

When Ying Ziye heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly to show his understanding, but did not answer.

"Then my subordinate is resigning for the time being!"

The bad guys bowed their hands and bowed respectfully, then disappeared.

Han Xin remained calm, turned his eyes, and continued to stare at the chessboard.

Seeing how calm he was, Ying Ziye smiled and said, "Aren't you surprised or confused about their identities?"

Hearing this, Han Xin said calmly: "Young master, he has the world in his heart. If he didn't even have this means, Han Xin wouldn't be here."

"As for things that Han Xin shouldn't know, Han Xin won't ask!"

He knew that Ying Ziye had a profound background, his men were powerful, and they were even stronger!

He was not shocked at all.

Moreover, Han Xin had already determined his identity. As a subordinate, his master would not tell him. Although he was curious, he would not ask.

When Ying Ziye heard this, he was quite satisfied with Han Xin's correct attitude and self-awareness.
Chapter completed!
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