Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1437 Compromise
"How are you?" Fang Zilan pulled Hongtai to stand up straight and took a quick look at him. She could only see that he was covered in blood and could not tell the severity of his injuries.

"It's okay, you won't die." Hong Tai forced a curl of his lips, as if wanting to reassure Fang Zilan, but he clearly couldn't even stand steadily.

Fang Zilan opened her mouth, and her concerned words finally turned into a sentence, "Can you use the Thousand Bows Crossbow?"

"What do you mean?" Hong Tai coughed and vomited blood. Before Fang Zilan could explain to him further, she saw the monk next to her staggering towards her.

"I can." The monk stretched out his hand to Fang Zilan. She was skeptical, but still handed the only Thousand Bows Crossbow to him. "Gen position, Kun position, choose one of the two."

"Are you sure?" The monk frowned. Fang Zilan snorted coldly, "You only have one chance to attack."

"Senior Brother Yue, you..." Bai Moci just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the monk, "I hate Zixiu, but if I want to seek revenge on her, I have to kill her."

Fang Zilan glanced at the monk and said, "If you can hit the target with one strike, you will be qualified to seek revenge on me."

"You're still trying to provoke others at a time like this?" Hong Tai laughed dumbly, leaning close to Fang Zilan's ear and whispering, "Since you dare to go to Zhongling Mountain, you must have a backup plan, right?"

"If we keep it, I'm afraid it's useless." Fang Zilan tightened her grip on the plum sword. Even if Zhou Lang led his troops here, a thousand men against a thousand bows and crossbows would be just a drop in the bucket.

"Find a chance and take Awan away." Hongtai said softly without hesitation, "I'll cover you."

"You?" Fang Zilan suddenly laughed out loud, "You are so injured that you can't even withstand a single blow from me. What can you use to cover my retreat?"

"I..." Hong Tai wanted to say something else, but Fang Zilan said in a self-deprecating tone, "It seems that I am really unlucky. I will become a pile of dry bones."

Hongtai's heart sank, and he saw Fang Zilan blocking in front of him, shouting to the few remaining Jianghu people in the square: "Now that Ghost Gate is here, my life and yours are hanging by a thread."

She paused, as if she didn't care about exposing her own shortcomings. "If you want to live, you might as well put aside your hatred for the time being and unite to face the ghost gate. After tonight, as long as you are still alive, you can come to me to seek revenge."

"Are you crazy?" Hong Tai growled, but Fang Zilan ignored him. She just stared at the embarrassed people in front of her and reported their locations one by one.

That was the direction she had roughly determined based on the fireworks and silver light when she rushed back just now. With her own strength, she couldn't do it in two places, but if everyone present took action together, there might be a chance of survival.

However, Fang Zilan only received a long silence in response. She pursed her lips and pointed the plum sword at everyone, "Since this is the case, in order to avoid being attacked from all sides, I can only kill you first, and then fight with the Ghost Gate."

"Wait a minute." Bai Moci stood up and said resolutely: "Miss Zixiu, I will go to Kun's position."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to the monk again and said, "Brother Yue, the position of Gen is now handed over to you."

"Okay." The monk nodded slightly and watched Bai Moci's back disappear from his sight. Fang Zilan's voice was in his ears, "Bai Moci, for the sake of Master Randeng, I will go to collect your body." "Who is so bold..." Li Qiyou turned around and paused when he saw who it was. He showed a look of surprise, "Miss Fang San? Why did you show up..."

"Your Highness." Fang Zilan interrupted Li Qiyou in a deep voice, dragging her injured leg and slowly walked in front of him, "Take a good look at me, who am I?"

Li Qiyou's expression froze for a moment, but when he saw Fang Zilan's injured leg, he reacted, "Are you the nobleman who fell from the city wall that the people just mentioned? No, you didn't fall, you jumped down by yourself..."

He stopped talking halfway, "You...you are Fang Zilan, the Duke of Yue! You are not dead?"

"Mo Han is dead." Fang Zilan ignored Li Qiyou's shock and said sternly, "Li Qiyou, the person you shot was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han."

"I..." Li Qiyou lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.

When the arrow was shot, he was completely stunned, his mind went blank. He finally reacted, thinking that he had killed Xu Yi.

For him, killing was not the first time. He had killed enemies on the battlefield and dealt a heavy blow to the barbarians. But now he was in the capital. On the stage of the New Year's Festival, he accidentally killed an innocent court official...

Later, in the chaos, he saw Awan walking quickly towards him, and then he realized that the person under the mask was not Xu Yi, but Mo Han.

With just a quick glance, he was taken away in the chaos. Suspicion and guilt tore at him along the way, almost making him collapse.

On the one hand, he suspected that he was seeing things wrongly. How could Mo Han appear on the stage of the New Year's Festival? However, he was too impressed by that one glance, and since A Wan was the first to rush over, he could no longer deceive himself.

On the other hand, his unclear feelings towards Fang Zilan also made him love Mo Han. When the Yueguo Mansion was confiscated, he specifically asked where everyone in the mansion had gone. After learning that Mo Han had gone to the Xu Mansion, he was finally relieved. After all, the Xu family had a good reputation and would definitely treat him well...

"Li Qiyou, I think I treated you well, and even saved your life in the northern border." Fang Zilan said angrily, "But I never used my kindness to demand repayment, and I never asked you to do anything, so how did you treat me?"

When she was excited, she couldn't help but cough a few times, took a breath, and continued: "When you invited me to perform in the New Year's community play, I suffered from all kinds of attacks, but I never complained to you. If there is any friction between you and me, it is that I rejected your marriage proposal. But if you hold a grudge against me for this, just come after me. Why did you want to kill Mo Han?"

"I didn't!" Li Qiyou panicked and pressed Fang Zilan's shoulders with both hands. "I didn't know he was Mo Han at all. I thought he was Xu Yi, and someone pounced on me..."

"You don't know?" Fang Zilan pushed Li Qiyou's hand away in disgust. "You are the one who prepared the New Year's Festival. Except for the props, which were in the hands of the Ministry of Rites, you can pass it off as responsibility. How could you not know everything else?"

Li Qiyou opened his mouth, but before he could say anything in defense, Fang Zilan said, "What's more, Mo Han didn't come from a martial arts background, but every move he performed in the New Year's Festival was not learned overnight. If he hadn't planned it in advance, how could he have replaced Xu Yi on the stage?"

"It was always Xu Yi during the rehearsal. I really don't know why it happened today..." Li Qiyou didn't finish his words and stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

Actually, there had been something strange going on for a long time, but he just realized it now...