Ye Wuqi was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing, and then forced a smile and said: "I didn't expect the steward of the Royal Academy to be so good, how can I bear such love with my meager efforts?"

"This matter has to start with the commander of the Mingyue Bell Praetorian Guard, Yan Laojiu and others are extremely opposed to this matter, but Mingyue Bell is against the public, and the battle of words is strong, and this matter is decided by himself. It is said that the Royal Academy rushed to produce and process it overnight, and stood your statue at the entrance of the Academy, holding up the façade of the Academy in an extremely ostentatious posture. ”

Ye Wuqi smiled more and more happily, but at the same time, he secretly planned that Yan Laojiu sent someone to plot against himself, and he must not calculate it so easily, and he didn't know if the white-faced scholar got in touch with Yan Laojiu, whenever he imagined the surprise that the white-faced scholar couldn't bridge his tongue, he was always relieved.

"Although these things are pleasant, but that's all, the most important thing is the casualties of our team. Ye Wuqiu slowly restrained his smile and said.

Turning to this, Lan Ruyu's expression sighed slightly, she knew that some problems could not be avoided deliberately, although she had never thought of hiding from Ye Wuwei all the time - this leader with an extremely strong sense of responsibility.

"In other respects, it's okay to say, the overall loss is not large, our team is all battle-hardened men with strong survivability, so no matter how cruel the war is, it can't destroy their iron bodies. Of course, injuries are inevitable. ”

"Pick the point. The eyes of the night without hatred suddenly fell.

Lan Ruyu was frightened by such a gaze, this was a reverence for the majesty of the superior in all aspects, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Flucro, there is no news from him yet, we think it is very likely......"

"Impossible!" The strong momentum overturned the tables and chairs around her to the ground, Lan Ruyu sighed slightly when she saw this, she stared closely at the hard side face of the young man in front of her, and her eyes revealed the intoxication and nostalgia of Yan Yuan. She suddenly had a feeling of time and space, thinking that her family and his family had been friends for generations, the two of them were childhood sweethearts Luan Feng and Ming, and the young hearts of childhood were occupied by the same heroic young man's figure, without any gaps, and there was no way to escape. But fate is not only a verbal joke, but also its cruel nature, Lan Ruyu was disheartened and secretly escaped from the family with a deep background, and experienced the hardships of bumps with the two sisters, and finally set up camp in Dew Town, which is said to be a closed but indispensable business line, and founded the White Tiger Dart Bureau, until he encountered no hatred in the night.

I still remember the scene when I first met Ye Wu, she sat in the small attic and looked at the mirror, but the eternal meaning of the blink of an eye was deeply absorbed by her eyes from Ye Wu's eyes. This is the reason for "him", and the reason for having no hatred for himself, coupled with the promotion of the right time, place and people, finally cast this first encounter that reveals extraordinary meaning between the lines regardless of horizontally and vertically.

The next journey, although it was hard, but it was enjoyable, when she was snatched away by Qin Heng, she thought that this life would be like this, she would quietly find a man who was good to herself, and spend the rest of her life peacefully in this remote Jingxu Enlightenment Mansion in Tiger City. She didn't know what she really thought in her heart, and what she didn't know was whether she promised Qin Heng to marry him, whether she longed for a quiet life or was really ashamed of the night without hatred, which always revealed the paleness of life. She knew that she couldn't forget that person in her heart, but she was holding the mentality of seeking relief and getting along with the night without hatred, left and right, swaying in the storm of the heart, although she knew that such use was a merciless humiliation to others, but she had no choice.

Now the boy has grown to this point, and has become a supreme glorious paladin, leading all the emperors to dominate the storm, I believe that the white horse knight in any spring girl's dream is just like this, right? But what happened to him? Some things are so stubborn and lasting?

Lan Ruyu's eyes showed a look of pain.

But at this moment, Night Innocent has not noticed these details, although Phoclo had a bit of a holiday when he and Night Innocent forcibly seized the sword of the Holy Knight, but these small unpleasantness has long been drowned and swallowed up in the torrent of noble revolutionary feelings. It can be said that Phoclo and the generals are even more specific to everyone in the hundred-man army, and they are all like brothers.

"What's going on?" said Night-Spirited.

Geremi couldn't give a reasonable explanation. Lan Ruyu frowned and said, "According to common sense, even if the master of the peak level of the Douhuang Emperor disappears, there will be traces, but Phoclo is completely gone, whether it is to observe the corpses all over the battlefield with the naked eye, or to cover and explore with divine sense, it is impossible to find out Phoclo's figure." ”

Lan Ruyu said this, she was also driven into thinking by the atmosphere, she said: "If we change the direction of our thinking, if Foxloe walks by himself, then what should we do?"

These words landed in Ye Wuxian's ears and made him feel a chill that invaded his bone marrow, because he thought of certain conditions that could make the Douhuang powerhouses move.

Dreamland!

I don't know why, I don't know if it's intentional or not, the word fantasy has increased more frequently during the time of Night Innocent, as if the luck accumulated in half a lifetime of illusion is pouring out today.

"Let's go!" Ye Wuqiu thought for a moment and then said, get in touch with Bu Duanliang, I will definitely want this master who is good at illusion to appear!" Ye Wuqiu paused and added, "By the way, I want to meet with Mingyue Dang, and there are some things that I have to ask him to complete!"

The patrolling soldiers were in full swing and intertwined, and the protective nets that not even a fly could fly through guarded the Purple Night City like an iron bucket. Ye Wuqi dragged the body that had just recovered from a serious illness, and the body shape was not only unhindered but extremely vigorous, and the potential of the body's origin was cast by the Gangyao Extreme Yang Sword Soul to achieve a shocking transformation.

Take off the cocoon into a butterfly and be reborn in the fire! After breaking and standing nine turns of nirvana! Any suffering is the accumulation of success, and the equivalent change reaches a qualitative change, that is the best time to spread your wings and fly!

Night Wuqi saw the bright moon bell at the gate of the Royal Academy, this elegant and easy-going commander was personally supervising the work, only to see a group of craftsmen with a sledgehammer and a small hammer carving, and completing every detail of their sculpture with quality and quantity!

When the night innocent arrived, the craftsman's repair work had reached the end, and he quietly watched the bright moon bell gently flicker, and the palm of his hand rolled up the wind to blow away the stone foam on the sculpture, and the delicate and lifelike statue appeared on the stage!

I saw that the young man's tough face was full of arrogance and unruliness, and the sword in his hand was slashing fiercely, although it was fake, the observer seemed to be able to feel the irresistible fierceness coming from it. The boy climbs the cliff, his body arched, his left hand touching the rock to keep his balance, and the sword held in his right hand is the center of gravity of the whole sculpture. The most striking thing is the sharp eyes of the young man staring upward, as if he wants to see the freedom of life and death, which really makes people's spirits soaked in future ideals and all kinds of lofty beliefs.

"How does it feel?" Mingyue didn't look back, but he knew the arrival of the night without revenge.

"It feels like an exaggerated embellishment. Ye Wuqiu looked up and down and then said with a wry smile, "It's like a legendary literary work, exaggerated embellishment and ingenious undertaking will eventually make the work detach from the real world and reach the extreme state of spring and snow." ”

Mingyue shook her head and smiled: "Otherwise, it is understandable that art is higher than life, but don't forget that if there is no subject matter in reality, then even if an artist is imaginative, he can't create something beyond his own cognition out of thin air." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"What I mean by this is that you may be in a certain environment where you reach a state of detachment from normalcy that is more imperceptible than you normally would, let alone self-reflective. And you, in the game of many unpredictable factors in the future, the spiritual sustenance radiated is far-reaching. It's as touching as it is. ”

Saying this, Mingyue looked at the statue with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art without utilitarian purpose.

"In that case, it really exceeded my expectations. The greatest constraint of human beings is that the perspective that can be appreciated is really limited, and they cannot analyze themselves in depth and three-dimensionally. Regret!" Ye Wuqiu narrowed his eyes and sighed, and then changed his words: "By the way, I don't know whether to talk about something or not, it's about illusions." ”

"Illusion?!" Mingyue Bell's tone was full of surprise, he obviously didn't expect Ye Wuqiu to ask this.

Ye Wuqiu briefly described how he and the others were secretly attacked with paper man possession at the auction venue, and the game fantasy that followed the killing illusion, and briefly described it.

"What I want to ask is, as Your Majesty's right-hand man, you must know all about the famous masters of the Yuheng Kingdom, I want to know who wants to kill me!"

Mingyue Bell frowned slightly, and after he casually ordered the craftsmen to rest, he walked towards the Royal Academy with Ye Wuqiu.

The baptism of war suffered by the Royal Academy was still relatively light, and this one that represented glory in the Yuheng Kingdom was the strong side of the Academy, and although the whitewashed walls had become dark, there was no sign of falling.

"What I want to ask is, as Your Majesty's right-hand man, you must know all about the famous masters of the Yuheng Kingdom, I want to know who wants to kill me!"

Mingyue Bell frowned slightly, and after he casually ordered the craftsmen to rest, he walked towards the Royal Academy with Ye Wuqiu.