Nightwatcher Chapter 237: Bad news

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The white clouds are long and the sun is shining brightly.

The sparkling sea has returned to calm, and the broken wood and mast are slowly floating with the waves.

Salun Agul stood high in the sky, overlooking the land where he had lived for a long time. It has been razed to the ground, the mountain has collapsed, and the city has been flattened.

In such a scene, he had only seen the Confucian sage seal the witch god.

At that time, thousands of miles were turned into wasteland, and in the following three hundred years, life was extinct. It was only when the power of the two super products dissipated that Jingshan City was rebuilt to its current scale. . .

Now, it repeats the same mistakes again, and history repeats itself.

But this time, after all, it wasn't the Confucian sage that was doing it, nor was it in its heyday. Not many people survived, but not many.

Scattered in the distance, or watching, or meditating, or bandaging the wound, no one dared to come back to find out.

Dafeng's army retreated.

Saron Agu cast his eyes on the altar, his figure disappeared suddenly, and the next moment, he appeared on the altar, before the Tsing Yi.

Jan of Arc, Ilbu and Uda Pagodas landed next to the Great Wizard.

At this time, standing in front of them was a broken human figure, his body was horribly cracked, and nothing was intact.

He used to hold the right arm of the carving knife, the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing bloodshot bones.

Tsing Yi is ragged, clothes are like people, and people are like clothes.

From then on, Dafeng has no more military gods.

The Confucian crown and the carving knife left voluntarily not long ago and returned to the Central Plains.

Saron Agu whispered: "Central Plains millennium, count the romantic figures, you Wei Yuan count one."

"Damn, damn, damn..."

Ilbu's face is distorted, and he is anxious:

"Why can he summon a Confucian sage? Why can a martial artist summon a Confucian sage. The witch **** has accumulated power for more than a thousand years, and finally broke the seal initially and was completely destroyed by this thief.

"I will lead the soldiers to bloodbath the Dafeng, and slaughter 30,000 miles, all the way to the capital."

"You look like a vulgar martial artist now." Emperor Jeanne mocked.

Every Taoist priest who is enchanted has a talent for provocation.

Emperor Joan of Arc stood with his hands in his hand, the immortal golden body is brilliant, golden light and black light intertwined, lightly said:

"The Sorcerer God was sealed and Wei Yuan died. Although the situation is terrible, we have not lost this battle. Next, it is time for you to fulfill your promise."

Saron Agu smiled and said: "Then congratulations to your Majesty in advance for Longevity, overlooking the Central Plains."

Jan of Arc nodded slowly.

Salun Agu went on to say: "Wuda Pagoda, spread the news of Wei Yuan’s death in the northeast, let Yankang and Kang recruit manpower, rebuild Jingshan City, and let Jingguo withdraw troops. Gather the surviving wizards and give the surviving people, Soldiers heal..."

He issued a series of aftermath instructions.

This battle will spread all over Kyushu. What will happen to Dafeng? He doesn't bother to control, but the three kingdoms in the territory will surely raise raging speeches.

This will be the most humiliating day in the history of the Witch God Sect.

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A certain wilderness far away from Jingshan.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Nangong Qianrou's roar spread all over the sky, her voice of grief and despair, mixed with deep hatred.

"Sorcerer God, Sorcerer God..."

He knelt on the ground, punched the ground with his fists, and vented for a full quarter of an hour.

The sorcerer in white walked up to him and handed a kit bag, tearful Nangong Qianrou raised her head and looked at him blankly.

The second elder brother Sun Xuanji said: "Wei..."

After only one word, Nangong Qianrou grabbed the kit like crazy, and opened it with a note inside.

Nangong Qianrou unfolded the note. After reading it, tears came out again. After a long time, he condensed all his emotions, looked towards Jingshan, and muttered:

"Foster father, if you have not finished the game, I will go down for you."

For the rest of my life, one day, I will come back here again, let the iron hoof tread every inch of the world of the Witch God Sect, let the wheels of the artillery run over the backbone of the Witch God Sect, and turn these sixty thousand miles of mountains and rivers into scorched earth.

Sun Xuanji raised his hand and wiped it lightly, erasing the existence of this heavy cavalry, so that no one in the world can remember them.

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Yunlu Academy.

Houshan bamboo forest, among bamboo buildings.

Zhao Shou sat in the hall, motionless, like a sculpture.

He has maintained this position for more than a month, and a thin layer of dust has accumulated on the table in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhao Shou moved and turned to look out the window.

Outside the open window, the blue is like washing, the mountains are continuous, two clear rays of light fly over thousands of mountains and rivers, like a meteor that cuts through the sky, lightly falling on the case in front of Zhao Shou.

The Dean Zhao Shouru was relieved, got up slowly, dusted his body, and couldn't afford it.

I don’t know whether to worship the two holy relics or to worship the Tsing Yi.

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The Royal Palace.

The curtain was hanging down, Yuan Jingdi, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly opened his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, showing a smile that seemed excited, happy, and wild.

Emperor Yuan Jing paced up to the attic, looking at the layered red walls and rolling golden tiles. He opened his arms to welcome the wind and slowly said:

"My time has come."

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Guanxing Building, Bagua Terrace.

The supervisor glanced at the palace, smiled, and bowed his head to drink.

The world is not worth it.

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Xu Mansion, Xu Qi'an felt a sudden pain.

"What's the matter, why is my heart aching?"

He furrows his brows, and wants to tease himself a few words, such as the peak of the fifth product will have a myocardial infarction?

But for some reason, there is a panic in his heart.

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Northern.

In the camp of Dafeng and Yaoman coalition forces, Xu Xinnian sat at the table, staring at the map and pondering.

He is thinner, stronger, and still beautiful, but his skin is no longer fair. The sun outside the wall has deepened his complexion, and the sand on the north side has roughened his skin.

He is still the proud scholar, but he is no longer sharp, calmer and more restrained.

The war allowed him to grow up quickly, and the girl in the Jiaofang Division turned him into a man, but could not give him maturity.

Is a colleague whose name has fallen, is a battle hovering on the verge of life and death, and is an enemy he hacked and killed by himself, making him truly mature.

Chu Yuanzhen hurriedly broke into the camp and said with a smile: "Farewell, I will tell you an exciting news."

Xu Erlang pondered a little, and said: "There was no army in the barracks, it was not a victory, what's the matter?"

Chu Yuanzhen shook his fist and exclaimed: "Jingguo has retired."

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Late night.

The candlelight is like a bean, and Xu Qi'an at the table holds the fragments of the ground book, and preached: [Today I explored the ground with the national teacher, but the first emperor did not come back. It stands to reason that such a terrible figure should not go silently Interest-free. 】

【Two: Maybe he has replaced Emperor Yuan Jing and became the emperor in the palace, oh, I forgot, he is Emperor Yuan Jing. 】

Xu Qi'an was very concerned about the disappearance of the first emperor. A high-ranking expert who had practiced secretly for 40 years was found in his hiding place and disappeared.

This made Xu Qi'an extremely anxious, because the first emperor was Yuan Jing, and Yuan Jing was the first emperor, and he and Yuan Jing had a great feud. In the same way, he and the first emperor had a big feud.

Now, a top powerhouse is lurking in the dark, and he may bite you at all times.

Who is not afraid?

Of course, you can also hope that all of Yuanjing's misbehavior is a disguise. The first emperor is a pinnacle master, and the master must have the tolerance of a master, and will not care about himself as an ant.

Duke Huai was killed by a god, what is wrong with me, Xu Qi'an.

If you switch to another top powerhouse, Xu Qi'an might have a illusion, but the other party is the first emperor, and the first emperor is contaminated by the first emperor.

A pinnacle master full of malice and a completely evil nature must also be reported.

[Four: Let’s change our mindset. You think, Yuanjing, ah no, which spiritual system did the first emperor follow? 】

Chu Zhuangyuan, one of the Wisdom Leaders in the chat group on the ground book, asked questions.

The early break-through of the first emperor is tantamount to ruling the road of martial arts. He followed Luo Yuheng for 21 years, and undoubtedly, he took the road of human sect... Xu Qi'an replied:

[Three: People Sect. 】

[Four: This is the same as I thought, then, what are the disadvantages of the human practice? Karma fire burns his body, and the first emperor is of very high grade. Like a national teacher, he needs to use air to suppress the karma fire. Then he will definitely not leave the capital. 】

[One: No, you are wrong. The first emperor is different from Luo Yuheng. Luo Yuheng needs the position of national teacher to borrow luck. The first emperor was the emperor himself, and he was full of luck. 】

Huaiqing, one of the IQ roles, otherwise the other IQ role.

Ah, like this, that's okay... Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart.

【1: There is a supervisor in the capital. Since he is not under the dragon vein, he will definitely not stay in the capital for long. He must have left the capital. As for where he went and what he was doing, it was impossible to guess. 】

The most typical method is to judge the position of Emperor Xian based on his purpose...In other words, if you want to know where he is, you must first know what he wants to do... .... Xu Qi'an rubbed his eyebrows.

As we know, for the sake of longevity, Emperor Xian devoured two sons, Yuan Jing and King Huai.

He got his wish and lived another forty years.

So the ultimate goal of the first emperor is still longevity.

The question is, no matter how powerful the first emperor is, can there be great ancestor Wuzong? Can there be a Confucian sage?

These characters are gone, let alone the first emperor.

"According to the rule of heaven and earth that those who gain luck cannot live forever, the true age of the first emperor is 80 upwards, and the Confucian sage has only lived 82 years. This means that the first emperor is in fact approaching. Of course, human and human physique cannot be generalized , The first emperor might live one year longer than the Confucian sage when he is extremely angry.

"If I were the first emperor, I would desperately seek the law of longevity, but, but what should I do?"

It's not that he is not smart enough, but that he has too little information to find a direction to make assumptions.

What the **** did Emperor Xian do?

Speaking of it, Wei Gong has been out for almost half a month, and he doesn't know how the battle is going.

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One night when the army was out for nearly a month, the moonlight was as clear as water.

"DaDaDa..."

On the official road outside the capital, a fast horse galloped, with chapped lips, and the dusty postman stopped the horse's rein and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Open the gate, 800 miles to expedite..."

Pass through the outer city, inner city, imperial city, all the way into the imperial palace.

In the middle of the night, Wang Shoufu was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. The old housekeeper slapped the door and shouted: "Master, master, wake up..."

In the dark room, the candlelight lit up, and the maid sleeping in the outer room put on clothes, held the candlestick, and hurried to open the door.

Russian, the maid Xiaoxiao stepped forward and whispered: "Master, there is news from the Yamen that there is an urgent report for 800 miles."

Wang Shoufu is getting old, he was awakened in the middle of the night, and his energy was exhausted. He pinched his eyebrows and said: "Change clothes."

An important government office like the cabinet is manned at night to prevent such emergencies.

Either the eight hundred li expedited or the six hundred li expedited, the postmen are running desperately. It is normal for a few horses to die, and they may be delivered at any hour.

Wearing the official gown under the service of the maid, Wang Shoufu rode in a carriage, entered the palace, and came to the cabinet office.

Wang Shoufu walked fast, entered the hall, sat on his own big case, and slowly said: "Tang Bao!"

The officials who watched the night in the hall immediately gave the Tang Bao, which was kept tightly by their side, the urgent documents of 800 miles, and only a few academicians could open it.

Wang Shoufu took out the cutter and lifted the paint away. In the faint noise of the pages, he took out the newspaper and started reading.

He fell into a dead silence immediately.

............

Six scholars from Wuyingdian University Scholar Qian’s Love Letter, Jianjidian University Scholar Chen Qi, and Dongge University Scholar Zhao Tingfang came together. They entered the cabinet and came to the Shoufu Hall.

They were surprised to find that the chief minister of the cabinet, the leader of the royal party, seemed to be several years old.

His face is gray, his slightly muddy eyes are a little sluggish in his reddish eye sockets, and he seems to be immersed in a certain painful atmosphere and cannot escape.

Obviously, Wang Shoufu was fine yesterday. What kind of blow was it that made people withered into such a state overnight?

Wang Shoufu raised his head and looked around the bachelors, his low voice slowly said: "Wei Yuan, sacrificed."

After a pause, he added: "A hundred thousand army, only 16,000 people have been withdrawn."

Boom!

Everyone seemed to have been struck by thunder, their minds shaken, and their faces frozen.

Wu Yingdian University Scholar Qian's love letter muttered: "This, this is impossible, impossible..."

Wang Shoufu's tone recovered a little, and he said solemnly:

"I know this is hard to believe, but for the moment, this is the truth. My lords, please abandon all bad emotions. After listening to me, this battle was fought very strange~IndoMTL.com~ The Tang News has been passed into the palace. Before the early morning, let’s discuss it..."

Dawn is approaching, and the scholars are tired and left worried.

Wang Shoufu waved to a confidant, and said blankly: "Send someone to Xu Mansion and tell Xu Qi'an about the war in the Northeast."

The reason for not giving the paper is to leave no handle.

After his confidant stepped back, Wang Shoufu paced to the window and looked at the darkest night before dawn. He was silent for a long time, like a sculpture.

Wei Yuan, without you, the court will be so lonely in the future.

..........

It was still dark, and the knock on the door awakened both Zhong Li and Xu Qi'an in the room.

The latter responded: "Who?"

Lao Zhang's voice came from the concierge: "Da Lang, someone is looking for you, claiming to be a cabinet member."

The cabinet? Wang Shoufu sent someone to find me at this time? !

Xu Qi'an immediately got up, put on his robe, and said: "Take me to see him."

Out of the room and all the way to the outer hall, Xu Qi'an saw a face-to-face middle-aged man in official uniform standing in the hall.

"Xu Yinluo!"

Middle-aged officials instinctively and subconsciously called out this title.

Xu Qi'an is used to the "conservative" concept of the people in Beijing, and asks bluntly: "This lord, why are you looking for me?"

The middle-aged official said: "Master Shoufu asked me to bring you a sentence."

It really was Wang Shoufu............Xu Qi'an nodded: "Please speak."

The middle-aged official hesitated instead, brewing for a long time, and whispered: "Weigong, sacrifice in the northeast."

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PS: The second volume is officially coming to an end. Probably, um, it will take a week to write the kind of high-energy throughout.