Lin Luo had no choice but to suppress his excitement and felt that something would happen later when he told him.

Moreover, according to his understanding, neither Shangqing nor the general is an impulsive person. One is an old minister of the three generations and the other is a general of the auxiliary country. Although these two people are not saints, they must consider much more things to make decisions than ordinary people.

Butler Zhao and Aunt Zhao were both like children, crying with tears and tears. Butler Zhao even sat on the ground with his legs and legs.

"General, this..." Even the two ordinary old men were so soft-hearted that they were crying like this. Although Li Mu had already grasped the arm of Butler Zhao, in this case, he seemed to be a Hun from outside the territory, burning, killing and looting the people of Zhao.

Lian Po gritted his teeth and said, "If I can't do it, I'll do it!"

Li Mu shook his head angrily and said to himself: "I'll be the bad guy!"

He lowered his head and apologized to Mr. Zhao and Aunt Zhao, "I offended you!" Then he pulled Mr. Zhao, exerted force in his hand, shattering all the clothes on Mr. Zhao's upper body with internal force.

"Tear!" The winter clothes made of cotton cloth instantly shook from the inside, and the plush fur fleece all over the room fleece. The clothes were torn into pieces and floating everywhere in the room. But Mr. Zhao's body was not hurt at all. He only felt the clothes instantly collapsed from the inside, and then his body felt a chill.

"fall!"

Li Mu pressed down the air with his other big hand, and the plush floss floating in front of him all fell to the ground like lead, as if he had never floated in the air. The two skills and control of internal strength have reached the realm of transformation, and he can use his power to walk at will without any deviation!

Lin Luo came out very far away, because he was afraid of being discovered by Shangqing and the general, so he could only vaguely hear the sound where the internal force penetrated, but his vision was not affected at all.

Just now, Lin Luo also clearly saw that the general grabbed Butler Zhao. At this time, he even had the idea of ​​rushing out, but the next moment, the cotton coat on Butler Zhao's body was suddenly shattered and scattered all over the ground.

From his perspective, the whole room was filled with goose feathers, covering the four of them in a vast white area. At first, the time was lost, and the situation in the room could not be seen clearly.

It was another breathing time, and the white and fluffy house of goose feathers fell to the ground obediently in an instant, and Lin Luo could see clearly the situation in the room again.

Butler Zhao showed his slender upper body. Although he was over 60 years old, his body was still strong and he could still see the traces of muscles hidden under his skin.

Li Mu looked at Butler Zhao's left ribs, and Lian Po also walked forward quickly and stared at Butler Zhao's left ribs.

The lean body was clearly covered with scars of palm length under the left rib. Although the wound had healed a long time ago, the traces of the skin being sunken and the skin being pulled again were never worn out in my life.

The scar is extremely strange, it is horizontal. The wound rises from the left and becomes deeper and deeper, but it stops suddenly, which is extremely unusual. The middle is very long. A discerning person can see at a glance that it is being knocked horizontally by a sharp weapon. At the center, the force is the greatest, so the wound opens wide, but it stops suddenly without a trace of smoothness. It seems that the sharp weapon is artificially stopped, which is what it is now.

The two of them immediately swept the old scar. At this time, Butler Zhao also closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was discovered by a secret or felt extremely humiliated.

"Sure enough!"

Lian Po pointed at the scar and said in a trembling voice: "The wound is here, does Your Majesty still have to argue!" Lian Po's tone had a hint of anger. What happened fifteen years ago happened again fifteen years later. They were both palaces, but they were two generations.

When Li Mu saw the wound, he had slowly put down Butler Zhao and had already kneeled in front of Butler Zhao.

Butler Zhao pushed back two steps and said in a daze: "This is when I was young, I accidentally rolled down from the mountain and scratched it when I encountered a sharp stone. Can a wound make you think I am the unpredictable Your Majesty?"

Li Mu's face was excited, and his face was full of confusion. He wondered why he had reached such a point. His Majesty still had to keep quibbling and avoiding it, and dare not face it.

Lian Po looked up and laughed twice, as if heartbroken and mocked, saying, "Anyone who has some knowledge can tell this wound at a glance! The knife starts from the left and cuts into the flesh. If it is an ordinary knife wound, it should be shallow and deep, and then it will be as simple as tracing the eyebrows. However, the wound only gets deeper and deeper, and then it stops abruptly. This is why it rises like a thin willow, but it finally looks like a bamboo chopstick."

Butler Zhao's expression was normal and defended: "What does this mean? The old man encountered a sharp stone and cut his left ribs. His speed dropped and stopped shortly afterwards, the wound came from this."

Lian Po laughed again: "I don't know why Your Majesty is so negative and refuses to recognize Lian Po, but now that's the matter, does Your Majesty still have to argue!" Lian Po said as he took off his shirt, naked, and his body was covered with dense wounds. Knife and sword injuries, halberd injuries, gunshot wounds, arrows and spear injuries, which were shocking.

Even Butler Zhao, who had always had a dislike with the two, nodded and praised: "Good man!"

Lian Po turned sideways and pointed at the same left rib, but said, "Your Majesty, you want evidence, this is the evidence! How could you forget this wound! And the wound on Weichen is evidence! On the same day, the Huns entered the country, and Your Majesty personally led the army to protect Weichen, and was hit by Hu Yanzhe, the Huns Wu Zun outside the Great Wall. Although Your Majesty blocked most of the wounds, Weichen still had traces left by the end of the sword."

Lian Po said as he walked over and stood beside Butler Zhao. Two wounds on the two people's bodies stood together and looked at each other, but miraculously connected together. This was clearly the wound caused by the same knife!

Lian Po looked at Butler Zhao and said slowly: "Does Your Majesty still want to make excuses?"

Only at this moment did Butler Zhao truly exhale, as if he had lost his parents, and his whole body lost strength.

"You, why do you find me? Find me, the king of the destruction of the country!!!" Butler Zhao suddenly shouted loudly into the sky, then sat down on the ground. Aunt Zhao, Queen Bu Zhao, helped the old Majesty and cried, "You are not the king of the destruction of the country, no!"

Butler Zhao smiled miserably: "The Yan people invaded my Zhao land, and I can't lose a large fertile land. The Qin people invaded my Zhao land, and I misused the traitor and killed Xiangru. What else do I have to stay in the palace and let future generations laugh at me!"
Chapter completed!