Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1408: Pursuit

The high priest's voice trembled slightly, but was extremely firm.

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Since I have chosen Murong Qing, I will not regret it. However, he killed Zhiwei and destroyed the Tao family. One day, I will settle this account with him."

"The high priest is really..." Fang Zilan curled her lips and shook her head, "Very confident."

"I'm not confident, I just have a trump card." The high priest said calmly, "Fang Zilan, I will protect your life, and you protect the Yin-Yang family. How about that?"

Fang Zilan laughed dumbly, "What makes the High Priest think that I would be willing to protect the Yin-Yang family?"

"You are now the wife of Murong Qing, the loyal and upright prince of Miluo." The high priest said calmly, "Murong Qing has the prophecy of destiny, so the Miluo royal family is quite afraid of him. But if the Yin-Yang family is destroyed, who in the world will believe in the prophecy of destiny? His few values ​​will be gone with him. You will only have one way to go, and that is death."

Fang Zilan chuckled upon hearing this, "The high priest moved Murong Qing with these words?"

The high priest's expression froze, but he heard Fang Zilan mutter in a low voice, "They are just children after all, so easy to deceive."

"You..." The high priest pursed his lips tightly. Fang Zilan suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I have never believed that the value of a person is based on the so-called prophecy of destiny. If so, then people without the prophecy of destiny, the millions of people in the world, are not worthy of living?"

She paused, her expression turned colder, "The high priest's prophecy of destiny may be true. But it is also nothing more than a cover, pushing Murong Qing into a place of no return, and making him suffer pain that he shouldn't have. In this case, what's wrong with him resisting?"

The high priest was stunned and said in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Be it fate or destiny, if you don't fight for it, then what's the point?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "If the Yin-Yang family is destroyed and Murong Qing stops, then I will look down on him."

"You and Murong Qing..." The high priest seemed to be mumbling to himself, saying, "You are actually on the same path..."

"What did the high priest say?" Fang Zilan frowned. The high priest remained silent, but remembered the glance back under the palace wall that year.

The thin figure, half a person's height, staggered and fell again and again, but he stubbornly refused to allow anyone to come forward to help him. It was at that moment that she began to think about using him.

At that time in the Yin Yang Pavilion, Murong Qing had a stern face. After listening to her words, he agreed without any hesitation.

In the future, he will be the ruler of the world, the Yin-Yang School will be the state religion, and the high priest will be the state teacher. This cannot be changed for future generations.

He even swore a solemn oath with blood to comfort her, but at the end he said something shocking, "High Priest, take care of yourself. It would be a pity if the Yin-Yang family was destroyed before I fulfilled my promise."

She was young, but she was ambitious. She didn't know why, but she panicked at that moment and felt regretful for no reason.

At this moment, the panic in her heart was no less than that of the past, and even worse.

Murong Qing and Fang Zilan, if these two people can reach an agreement, the world will probably belong to them in the future.

Without the need for destiny's prophecy or the guidance of the oracle, this thought was clamoring wildly in her heart, causing her hand holding the dagger to loosen involuntarily.

With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground, and the high priest slowly said, "I don't care whether you are willing or not, this is a deal."

"Miss Lan, do you have anything to say?" Mo Bin looked at the person in front of him steadily, but saw that she had no expression on her face. She shook her head calmly, "I have nothing to say." "You!" Mo Yang's expression was stern. Just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Mo Bin, "Miss Lan, I think of you as the daughter of an old friend, and I always treat you with courtesy. Don't let others take advantage of you. It will be too late to regret if you go astray."

"Being used by others?" Fang Zilan raised her lips slightly, "Being used by whom? King Rong An?"

"What did you say?" Mo Bin and Mo Yang were both obviously shocked. Her smile suddenly showed a hint of helplessness. "I am not the King of Rong'an's man, and neither is Awan."

"Aren't you the missing man?" Mo Yang looked alert and didn't believe her words at all.

"He is not either." Fang Zilan stopped smiling and said with an arrogant look, "What virtue and ability does King Rong'an have to make us work for him?"

Mo Bin was stunned for a moment, but finally asked, "Who are you? What is your purpose in coming to Mushan Pass?"

"General Mo, can't you guess it?" Fang Zilan straightened her clothes slowly, "Forget it, it's still early, why don't we sit down and have a good talk. I wonder what General Mo and Lord Mo think?"

Mo Bin and Mo Yang did not move after hearing this, and they still stood there. Fang Zilan could not help but chuckle, "I am here, and I will not run away. I will tell General Mo and Lord Mo what they want to know."

"Now that things have come to this, how can we trust you?" Mo Yang's hand was on the hilt of the sword, as if he was ready to draw the sword at any time.

Fang Zilan kept smiling, "Even if Lord Mo kills me, it won't change the fact that the person is missing."

Mo Bin sighed, took a step forward and said, "In that case, Miss Lan, please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang's grip on the hilt of the sword tightened a little, but for the sake of Mo Bin's face, he finally snorted angrily, stepped aside and made way.

Mo Bin brought Fang Zilan and A Wan into the front hall of the Mo Mansion. Mo Yang followed behind them, fearing that they had ulterior motives and might cause more trouble. Therefore, he was extremely cautious all the way and did not dare to relax at all.

Mrs. Hu, who had been waiting for news in the hall all night, saw the few people coming back and hurriedly ordered someone to serve tea. Then, when she was about to tell Mother Yan to guard the yard and not let anyone approach, she suddenly saw Mo Han who rushed in after hearing the news.

Mo Bin and Mrs. Hu didn't want Mo Han to be involved and wanted to send someone to send him back to his room to rest, but in the end they couldn't stand his pleading and had to agree to let him stay.

By the time they were seated, it was already dawn. Mo Bin looked at Fang Zilan, who was leisurely drinking tea, and asked, "Miss Lan, can you explain your identity now?"

"I think General Mo has something more important to explain than my identity, right?" Fang Zilan put the teacup in her hand on the table at the side, but Mo Yang's face turned cold, "What do you mean?"

"The reason why I appeared in Mushan Pass is because someone told me that General Mo was rebelling." Fang Zilan raised her eyes and looked at the person on the main seat, "The purpose of my trip is to find out the truth."

When she said this, everyone in the room was shocked.

"You..." Mo Bin looked at her blankly, "How is it possible..."

"Therefore, General Mo." Fang Zilan interrupted Mo Bin lightly, her expression sharp, "Don't you have anything to explain to me about the rebellion?"