"Then you are one of my three souls and seven souls?" Ye Mu asked again.

"If you still don't believe me, I can start with you being sixteen years old and peeking at the little flower next door taking a bath. The man said again.

"Yes, I believe it!" Ye Mu was helpless.

Then the two Ye Mu sat together and began to discuss a problem together, that is, this matter of concentrating. It turns out that the Concentration Decision is divided into three souls and seven spirits and a ghostly spirit. Condensation also requires cultivation, and every time you level up, you can summon one more soul clone.

When the level of Concentration Duel reaches its peak, the change summons as many soul clones as there are ghosts, but the number can only be twenty. Moreover, these twenty are not yet under Ye Mu's control, they are individuals with independent personalities, but they will still be forcibly taken back by Ye Mu.

After putting away the soul clone, Ye Mu was sleepy again, but he didn't dare to go to bed to sleep, after all, this lonely man and widow, plus Xiao Dizzy was so beautiful, he was really afraid that something would happen.

The next morning, when Ye Mu woke up, he found that he was in bed again, and Xiao Dazzy was gone, and there was a piece of food and a note on the table.

"I'm going to have breakfast, don't read it. Small vertigo. ”

Ye Mu shook his head and ate the breakfast on the table.

In the remaining few days, Ye Mu practiced concentrating every day, casting his soul clone.

Soon, it was ten days later.

Today is a very special day, because the new king Ranster announced that he would ascend the throne today, and he would execute Nangong Nan, the king of Jiu, and Artoria, who was bent on protecting Nangong Nan, in public.

Early in the morning, Ye Mu and Xiao Dizzy took to the street and blended in with the crowd that went to the square together.

These people were either excited or frightened, without the slightest bit of sadness. Apparently they were all very numb, and they didn't mind who was the king.

On Times Square, there are thousands of people, all of whom are watching today's protagonist.

A man in a new robe stood on a high platform and slowly walked to the throne. Then he sat down on the throne and turned to look at the people in the audience.

The man did not smile, his face was serious, he sat on the throne, looking at the people in the audience. Beside him, stood a young man with fair skin that was not like words.

Ye Mu only saw one side face of the young man, but he immediately felt uneasy. This young man, this is not the first time he has seen him, and he is also an old acquaintance. Apparently, he was the monster he had seen beneath Rift City, the Skeleton Demon Duke Shustle.

"How could it be him?" Ye Mu was a little frightened.

It seems that the last time he and Artoria encountered it, they did not succeed in killing it.

The man must have been Randster.

With a haughty face, Lenster slowly opened his mouth and announced his own inauguration ceremony in an unfazed voice. Eventually, one man put a crown on him, and everyone in the audience applauded. Cheers and congratulations on the enthronement of the young king.

"The rise of an era must represent the fall of an era!" said Ranster excitedly, clapping his hands and shouting, "Take the prisoner!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion, and Nangong Nan and Artoria were both tied to shackles and brought up. They were all angry. Apparently they intended to die generously.

Artoria walked forward, and beside her stood four men in silver armor. Ye Mu recognized the armor, they were all Artoria's original subordinates, that is, four of the twelve royal knights in this country.

Ye Mu couldn't help but sneer, it seemed that these people had all abandoned the original king and the original captain for the sake of profit.

Nangong Nan was embarrassed, and he was definitely whipped and bullied in prison. Artoria, on the other hand, was still beautiful, and the expression on her face was still determined, as if she did not regret in the slightest that she had chosen to help the king.

The seriousness on the girl's face was very beautiful in Ye Mu's eyes. What a noble soul to die so generously!

And Nangong Nan was lonely. The old king looked coldly at his people.

Once, he fought hard for them and fought with foreign enemies, just to protect their peace.

But now, when he is persecuted and about to die, they show their insensitive side. Even, there was no pity in the eyes that looked at him.

"These are the people under your rule, Nangong Nan. Lancet smiled arrogantly and said, "As soon as Nangong Nan dies, the people in the city will be exempted from taxes for three years!"

Suddenly, the whole audience shouted and celebrated. Obviously, the life of a king, in their eyes, is not as real as this tax reduction.

The brilliance in Nangong Nan's eyes was completely extinguished, he closed his eyes, and a cloudy tear dropped.

Ye Mu didn't know what the old king Nangong Nan was thinking, but he could figure out one thing, that is, the old king's heart was dead.

The old king walked to the gallows, and looked terrified.

"I will always be with you, Your Majesty. With that, Artoria walked straight to the gallows and poked her head into the rope sleeve.

The old king sobbed quietly, evidently nostalgic for his life.

This is also taken for granted, after all, he owned the entire empire during his lifetime, but now he has lost everything. Falling from heaven to hell, Ye Mu had never experienced such a feeling, but he could guess that it was not comfortable.

"Hurry up!" said one of the soldiers, pushing the old king, "Don't delay my time!"

"Am I not good to you?" the old king asked his soul.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, but he smiled contemptuously and said, "You are good to me, but I don't want to look at the gate, I want to go to the battlefield." ”

So saying, he gave the old king another push.

Nangong Nan sighed and walked to the gallows where he was going to be executed.

The rope was around his neck, and he closed his eyes, reminiscing about the past.

"Bless your Majesty, may you live with the heavens. ”

Artoria said something she had said to Nangong Nan at the birthday banquet from the bottom of her heart, and then as soon as she closed her eyes, she jumped off the nine-meter high platform, was strangled by a rope, and hung in the air.

Nangong Nan cried, and also jumped.

"Do it!"

At this moment, Ye Mu let out a loud shout, and Xiao Da, him, and the soul clone spread their wings at the same time and flew towards the two of them.

"Three and a half saints!" the crowd said in surprise.

The reason why it is considered a demi-saint is because only people of that level can fly.

Pulling out the antler sword in the ring, the two Ye Mu cut off the ropes of Artoria and Nangong Nan, and then shouted: "Xiao Dazzle!"

Xiao Dazzy understood the meaning of this sound, and directly slapped the two king-level powerhouses to death with two palms, and then grabbed Ye Mu's hand at once.

At the same time, the two Ye Mu held hands, one of them crushed the jade talisman engraved with the word Nangong in his hand, and in the next moment, the five of them disappeared in place.

Duke Shusterl let out a sharp roar and roared angrily: "Ye Mu, why are you again?