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Ning Caichen lay on his back, his mouth seemed to be closed, and indistinct syllables kept leaking out of his mouth.

What happened to him?

Did you see something unbelievable?

The sky was full of black shadows, and a bolt of lightning kept shuttling between them, flickering from one dark shadow to another.

Like some kind of wiring game, lightning perfectly connects all the dark shadows in the entire sky.

"Smack!"

The sky was bright, and all the light came from the narrow trail left by the lightning as it went.

This bright light illuminated the clouds higher and also illuminated the ground, casting the shadow of the old tree on Ning Caichen's body and face.

The scene of the great brightness of the sky and earth only lasted for a moment, and after this moment, the man who did not know whether he had lost his strength or had exhausted his strength after creating such a gorgeous scene slowly descended from the sky.

"Brother Ning, you're in luck. ”

After Mo Xie landed, he took a breath and immediately returned to Ning Caichen's side.

Ning Caichen couldn't leave him for too long, and without the support of his telekinesis, his respiratory tract and neck arteries would soon strike and even rupture, not to mention the vocal cords or something.

Ning Caichen's face was already pale, and his eyes were even more up, Mo Ye hurriedly continued his mental power to Ning Caichen before he could be regarded as gasping.

His previous performance was not because he was surprised by Mo Ye's methods, but because he was really out of breath.

"I ...... I...... I almost ...... Only...... Die...... Dead!"

Ning Caichen complained intermittently, it was obvious that he didn't hear what Mo Xie said clearly in the state of lack of oxygen.

"I know. ”

Mo Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead, and by the way, he pulled the clothes on his body so that the night wind could take away more of the heat in his body.

He naturally knew Ning Caichen's situation, so at the beginning, he used the fastest speed he could achieve to take away this wave of wild ghosts, regardless of consumption, and did his best.

These wild ghosts got the treatment of Pudu Cihang.

"You...... You...... You ......"

Ning Caichen couldn't breathe, he obviously had something to say, but Mo Xie didn't give him this chance.

"Holy Scripture, repair Ning Caichen's neck, and the points will be deducted from my side. ”

Although he knew that even if he didn't add the points in the second half of the sentence, no one else would come out, but Mo Xie still said so, from last night to now, no matter what kind of product he had redeemed from the Holy Scripture, he had not asked the price even once.

This man's whole person has become different after realizing the 'Sword Nineteen'.

If it was the Mo evil from before, he would definitely not be able to defeat Pudu Cihang, and he would not even have the idea of provoking the other party without a helper - even if Pudu Cihang was only a ghost.

If it was the Mo Ye from before, he would never have been able to make the move to break Ning Caichen's neck—at least not so decisively, and he didn't even tremble his hands afterwards.

If it was the same Mo Xie before, he would never have been able to wait until the night to brush this wave, and at the moment of dawn he would have collapsed and fallen asleep, as every exhausted warrior does—at least, he should have swallowed a bottle of 'blue medicine'.

There is a general coldness towards the enemy and for oneself, a general disregard for the life of the enemy and one's own body, and any means can be taken as long as it can be used to achieve victory......

This man, should it be said that his body and mind have been sublimated, or is it better to say that he has now taken a step forward on the road of development towards 'becoming what he once rejected by him'?

Mo Xie hadn't thought about these issues, just like last night when he sat down cross-legged to refine the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his own internal qi, everything seemed to come naturally, and he just made a move to push the boat down the river.

If the practice is natural, what about fate? Is it also predetermined?

A soft white pillar of light descended from the sky, and this time the pillar of light covered Ning Caichen's body, but Mo Ye didn't have a chance to see this scene, and after completing the exchange, he fell back and fell between the dirt.

He, asleep.

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In Kyoto, the palace hall was burned to the ground for no reason, but fortunately, no relatives were injured, only a few eunuchs and the Imperial Forest Army died - at least the official version is true.

However, the official said more than this sentence this time, and the palace fire in this official notice is just a supporting role.

The protagonist is two words: "move the capital".

Yes, after the events of the Great War in Kyoto, the pollution of water sources and the fire in the main hall, the new emperor seemed to feel that this was an ominous place, and after talking about ghosts and feng shui, the word "move the capital" appeared in the official notices posted all over the city.

"Move the capital to Xin'an?"

Someone read out the sentence on the notice, everyone knows what Xin'an is, but in fact, few people know that Xin'an had entered Xin'an as early as three days ago.

Including Ning Caichen, who still bears the title of 'Prime Minister'.

"Kyoto is the northern capital, and Prime Minister Ning Caichen is the northern capital, and he also observes the movements of the north, so there is no need to accompany him?"

Someone read the next sentence.

"The direction of the wind in the opposition ...... It's changed......"

Someone commented.

", the direction of the wind has never been decided. ”

Someone muttered.

These people don't know that the 'prime minister' in their mouths, the current 'Northern Capital Shou' or 'Northern Capital Taishou' are letting the masses, he is dressed in cloth, and no one recognizes him.

"Do you stay in the northern capital......?"

Ning Caichen thought indifferently, he was carrying three paper bags in his hand, and he could see that he had just come out of Yaopu.

Today was the second day after the main hall was burned down, and in just two days, all the servants in Ning Caichen's mansion were so clean that he had to do it himself to even buy a medicine.

"It's a feeling...... It's like I've contracted the plague. ”

Ning Caichen did not enter the palace in the past two days, this is the emperor's special decree, although the decree is high-sounding, saying that he thinks he is too hard and lets him recuperate at home, but in fact, Ning Caichen will not know what is going on.

The emperor hid in Xin'an long before the fire burned the hall, and this 'holy decree' was simply made up by some people.

The Manchu civil and military dared to play the prime minister like this, which not only showed that the prime minister was unpopular and had no prestige.

He believed that if he hadn't been able to kill himself, the 'heir of Zhuge Wolong' and the 'minister of the first emperor Tuogu', he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"That's it, that's it, do whatever you want. ”

Ning Caichen shook his head, and suddenly he had the idea of resigning and going into hiding.

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