The three major forces used the same means to solve the problem of Guilin at the beginning as they do now to solve the problem of Mo Xiaohe's troubles in the hundred-mile spiritual vein. That's up to you to mess around, I don't feel pain, as long as Cangsheng and the others don't make a move, no matter how your little emperor turns the sky upside down, it won't hurt your muscles and bones.

At least in the place of Baili Lingmai, Mo Xiaohe still takes thousands of laborers to eat and drink for a lifetime, and there is no big event.

And for Mo Xiaohe, although he can fight and enter the sainthood, he can't fight Shenyin.... The laborers are like soft persimmons, pinched to death by the people of the three major forces, and this resistance army will never have more people, and there will never be half a laborer who can run out of the hundred miles of spiritual veins for half a step.

As for the flag of Guilin, it would be good to plant it, if Mo Xiaohe has the ability, he can fill it all in this land, and then they will tear it down. It doesn't matter if the flags of the three major forces were stripped off by Mo Xiaohe, it would be good to build it again, it wouldn't cost much money or much energy.

In the lonely and boundless desert night, Mo Xiaohe looked at the laborers who were eating and drinking under the lamplight, and fell into a long period of contemplation... The food in his ring seems to be able to feed everyone for several years?

Fortunately, the last thing he lacks now is money and food.

But the most annoying thing is that he can't seem to do anything.

But... For someone like him, is he really unable to do anything?

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To the rest of the True Realm, the Realm of the Machine Spirit is a cursed land, a land of boredom, with no history, no civilization.... Since the three major forces have stood on three legs, even the remaining brutality and bloodthirstiness of the Instrument Spirit Country have been lost, like a pool of stagnant water.

It is like a slave with no body and no soul, a slave who obeys his master, a slave who can sacrifice everything for his master... This represents all kinds of inhuman desires and inhumane perverted psychology, which will be unscrupulous and wild in this land.

But since the arrival of the Emperor of Guilin, a lot of changes have taken place in the Kingdom of Jiling, and there has been a lot of excitement.

The banner of the emperor of Guilin finally fluttered in the wind on the land of the hundred miles of spiritual veins... The bright red flag body is like a flame ready to move, ready to burn the field of the Instrument Spirit Country to ashes at any time.

It attracted a lot of unrelated people, and it made everyone in the Machine Spirit Kingdom know very quickly.... The establishment of the Guilin State has become an established fact, and the eyes of all the people in this land will soon gather on the hundred miles of spiritual veins.

Many people will guess that the three major forces allowed the banner of the emperor of Guilin to play on the Baili Spirit Vein, did they agree that Guilin could get a piece of the pie here, and recognized the fact that Guilin was established?

Could this be another trigger for a scuffle? A re-enactment of the tragic scene of 700 years ago?

Guilin Kingdom claims to not allow anyone to sacrifice slaves, which violates the principles of the Book of Heaven, and what kind of waves will it set off in the Kingdom of Instrument Spirits?

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The hundred-mile spirit vein is at the junction of the three major forces and the Guilin Kingdom, the deepest part of the three continents, the center of the desert... For the world, this is an abandoned land, for many years, in addition to the shouts of laborers digging spiritual stones, except for the sound of the wind on the desert and the yellow sand in the sky, it is desolate as death.

Mo Xiaohe, who was in rags and old clothes, stood on the railing, drank happily, and scanned the land... In the distance, except for the sporadic lights, the surroundings were as dark as the deep sea, and the oppressed laborers thought that they had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and the leaders who wantonly oppressed the laborers must have been drinking and unleashing their desires on the slaves in the lonely night.

He had heard many stories from books about perverted masters who used endless inhuman methods to play with slaves... A disgusting chill rose up in his chest, and Mo Xiaohe, who thought he was cold-blooded, couldn't help but shiver.

His godless gaze followed the lonely light to look at the highest peak of the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein, and heard that the lights of that mountain peak would never go out, and I heard that the three major forces were checking the highest combat power and high-level of the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein.

Mo Xiaohe suddenly felt that this world was really big, so big that it was unimaginable, so big that many things could be reached, and you couldn't get close to half of it.

External forces are short-lived, and only one's own power is eternal, isn't it?

The night is really lonely sometimes.

If the three major forces are willing, Mo Xiaohe will die so much that he can't die anymore.

In the distance, which was as dark as death, a few lights lit up in a trance, and the figures of men and women floated under the lights... When Mo Xiaohe blinked again, the lights were already close in front of him.

Mo Xiaohe's heart was shocked, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground... Thousands of laborers woke up in their sleep.

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"I was right, and sure enough, it was you again. ”

Mo Xiaohe, who threw down the wine glass, looked at Geng Huairou in front of him seriously, "I don't know why, I always feel that it will be you, and I don't know why, I actually look forward to seeing you again." ”

Mo Xiaohe smiled stupidly, "It's a pleasure to see you." ”

"Whenever someone compliments me on my appearance, I get furious... Because I hate to hear about my appearance, I prefer to be told that I am very strong and talented. ”

Geng Huairou, who has the demeanor of an empress in every gesture, lifted her long hair casually as if she was an old friend, "But since the emperor of Guilin is here, I will make an exception to discuss it... Is it because my face is truly peerless, so you fell in love with me at first sight and are looking forward to seeing me?"

Geng Huairou smiled playfully, "Mr. Fourteen... Or Emperor Mo, am I a little stinky and beautiful?"

"It's a little stinky. ”

I have to admit that Geng Huairou's appearance is indeed good... The Yanran movement of the person in front of him and the faint fragrance of the hair made Mo Xiaohe a little dazed, "But it's really beautiful." ”

Geng Huairou raised her eyebrows and smiled, graceful.

"It's kind of beautiful indeed. ”

Yuan Shazi, who was standing on the side, smirked and accosted for no reason, "But compared to Jian Dan, the little junior sister of Guilin Mountain, it's almost meaningful... Almost amorous. ”

Geng Huai gently exhaled with a big mouth, and she immediately turned back into a vicious woman with a femme fatale's heart, her eyebrows stood up, and her two eyes were like eating people, "Daddy doesn't love things that grandma doesn't love... What are you to dare to slap me?"

The embarrassed Yuan Shazi covered the red marks on his face and didn't cry or talk back, and he didn't even dare to stare at the other party... Pat your ass and get up, looking at the yellow sand with a sullen face.

Geng Yu, who knew his sister's temper, couldn't help but smile and kept snorting at the latter... Does that mean you can afford to mess with this tigress?

Mo Xiaohe's jaw was about to drop, and he looked at poor Yuan Shazi and said with disdain, "Geng Huairou, why are you mixed up with these two things?"

Mo Xiaohe didn't belittle people, nor did he deliberately speak angrily and choke people, he just felt that Yuan Shazi and Geng Yu came over, it was really useless and useless. He is accustomed to stating facts without any doggy eyes on the inferior nature of people.

Geng Huairou lowered her face and glared at Mo Xiaohe angrily, "I, Geng Huairou, can I look down on these two guys?" ”

Mo Xiaohe shouted incredulously, "Yuan Shazi.. Geng Huairou can represent Geng Huaiguo, can you represent Moleng Island? What are you here to make a fuss about?"

"Do you think I like to be bullied by the two of you and like to watch you two flirt?" Yuan Shazi simply turned his face away, still stiff-mouthed, "It's not Yuan Liu who called me over." ”

Only Geng Yu has eyesight, knowing that he can't afford to provoke Mo Xiaohe and Geng Huairou, so he doesn't dare to speak.

"Yuan Shazi, are you really stupid or fake stupid?" Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips, "I know that I can't do it, I still like to scare people when I speak, aren't you afraid of being beaten?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, I can't die if I am scolded twice and beaten twice. Yuan Shazi's face was expressionless, and he said twice.

Mo Xiaohe just laughed three times, and turned to look at Geng Huairou, "Let's not talk about anything else." I know you can represent Geng Huaiguo's attitude... But what are you going to do about the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein?"

"I, Geng Huaiguo, can express my attitude and agree to the establishment of Guilin State in a tripartite vote, agree to change the name of the Three Perimeter to the Four State Boundary, and agree that Guilin State will take a share of the Baili Spirit Vein... But I have one condition. ”

Geng Huairou rarely observed Mo Xiaohe's face very seriously, "To be precise, there are two conditions. ”