The dusk recedes, the twilight is dark and dull, this belongs to the city of Leizhou, Leizhou City. In the unprecedented beast competition held by the academy that day, Moka made an exception.

He understood that the banner in the dream was a symbol of the Funan barbarians, and if he guessed correctly, the four-legged fat dragon depicted on it was the guardian beast of the Huanwang family, and the so-called guardian beast was the sacred beast believed in by the Funan barbarians.

A few simple words of dialogue, unforgettable memories, the woman in the dream is called Allah, and the red scarf and gray armor are herself, but how can I not remember this, Moka tilted his head and thought.

Moka thinks that no matter whether the dream is true or not, at least it hasn't happened yet, and none of the corpses on the ground are recognized, as if the three-way army surrounded and suppressed him alone, which already shows that he will only appear when he becomes a complete person who doesn't even know himself!

But after all, it was a dream, and most of his thoughts tended to be a nightmare.

At the door, the groom staggered over, and Moka was stunned and dumbfounded. The groom directly ignored the prince, went straight to the table, poured a glass of water in a hurry, and swallowed it down.

Afterwards, Twist Teng gave him a faint smile, and Moka wondered one thing, and that was his appearance.

"Mafu, you are really amazing, why do I always disappear when I look for you, but when I didn't expect you, you appeared." Moka wondered.

After hearing Moka's words, Mahuateng felt that the prince was praising himself, scratched his forehead with an astringent and shy face, and responded with a smug smile: "Prince, didn't I come to see you!" ”

"Groom, sometimes I really don't want to talk about you, you say it's a good thing that you are mysterious to others, but even I think you are amazing, what do you want me to say?" Moka thought for a moment, "What do you mean by that!" ”

"Cheap!" The groom thought for a moment, and said innocently, "No, prince. ”

"Yes, yes, that's the word, cheap." Moka said excitedly like a treasure.

"Prince, how can you say that! I am loyal to the Khanate and to you, the prince. ”

"Loyalty, where have you been these days?" Moka asked coldly.

"Don't worry, prince, listen to me and tell you slowly." The groom hurriedly poured a glass of water and drank it down in another gulp, the cup slamming on the table with a crisp sound.

Ma Fu said solemnly: "After the last time the whole city was wanted, the secrets of the ghost corpses, night ghosts, the Gu Long clan, and the Baitou clan were too annoying, so I went to the South China Sea," Ma Fu Xian put on a stern smile, "Guess what I found!" ”

"Don't play riddles, just say it." Moka retorted.

"Well, after a few days of guarding the pig and waiting for the rabbit, I found out that the king of the Funan barbarians, the king of the ring, and the night ghosts of Nanhai City are secretly secret." Hearing this, the groom's facial expression became even deeper, "Their Gu Long Clan has a shocking secret that no one knows. ”

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"What's the secret, you say!" Moka said excitedly.

The groom calmly said "gone"!

"It's like saying it and not saying it." Moka grumbled as he sat on a stool.

Moka could vaguely guess most of the following things, and the rest had little to do with him. According to the time when I heard the palace boss complain about how small his hometown was, we can know that the South China Sea is a district with many small barbarians. It is also recorded in the books that the Nanban belonged to the Funan barbarian tribe hundreds of years ago. Couldn't it be that they were going to raise troops to attack Beijing, Moka thought.

The night ghosts on the entire continent in the south can be counted as a huge army, they want to fight, why do they send their son Gulong Miyatian to Leizhou? It's so unpredictable!

"As far as I can see, I will present the book to Kyoto and tell the emperor in Kyoto." Moka said anxiously.

When the groom heard this, he shouted that it must not be.

"Prince, what do you think, I can find out, the emperor in Kyoto is afraid that he is not the frog at the bottom of the well." The groom said with his hands outstretched.

The groom continued: "Also, if the two sides go to war, the emperor of Kyoto will definitely take you into borrowing the five thousand iron armor to defend the city. He wiped away a handful of cold sweat, "When the night ghost group bites the khanate again, it will be a waste of labor and money." ”

"What you say is not unreasonable." Moka said after a moment of calmness.

Chu Zixuan should have known about these things a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Miyata and me to gather in the Spring Pavilion that time, he should have wanted to dig a bridge between the Gu Long clan and the night ghosts!

Moka's mind flashed a moment of the image of the man in red scarf and gray armor, and he thought about it.

"Mafu, I don't think I'm the prince of the Khanate." Moka said in disappointment.

Ma Fu Mahua Teng was shocked at first, and then said indifferently: "Prince, why do you say this." ”

I really don't know if he is really confused or deliberately disguised himself, Moka has long been suspicious of his identity as the prince of the Khanate, and always feels that this identity is too simple. In addition, on the one hand, I remember what I lived in half a year ago, when I opened my eyes in the academy, the first person I saw was Yantian Coach, and the first half of my experience, including growing up, didn't remember my biological parents, as if I had deliberately forgotten.

"Are you really stupid or are you really pretending to be stupid?" Moka asked dismissively.

The question stumped the groom, and no matter how he answered, it was a sign that he was stupid. The groom thought for a moment and said, "I don't understand the prince's decision. ”

Moka saw that he said this, no matter how he said it, he blamed himself for not picking out the topic, he bent his three fingers, gently buckled the table, and said solemnly: "Since the day you and I walked together, you have called me the prince, but there is nothing that can prove my identity, if it were you, would you believe it!" ”

"Isn't that hairpin the same thing that the princess of my khanate possesses!" The groom pointed to the red-beaded hairpin on Moka's head.

His eyes slipped up unconsciously, Moka raised his hand to touch it, he suddenly frowned and smiled, his eyes drooped slightly, and said, "This is the gift of the academy's Yantian teaching!" I am not a prince of the Khanate. ”

The groom could vaguely perceive that the young man in front of him seemed to be planning a big event that would shake Leizhou, and from his firm tone, it was clear that the young man was no longer the weak child he once was, and maybe he could save the world.

"Prince, you don't just mean that." The groom asked in a whisper, the cold atmosphere making his brow tighten.

After observing the surroundings, Moka nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's right. ”

"Whether I'm the prince of the Khanate or not, don't worry about it for now, but since you appeared, my troubles have followed, like you brought me." Moka sank down, got up and said awe-inspiringly: "My identity, I will go back to the Khanate to confirm it." ”

"And you, you have to help me take off the title of prince of the Khanate first." Moka pointed at the groom and said coldly.

"I can do whatever the prince wants me to do." The groom complimented that he knew that the prince was planning something big, and he couldn't say who he was aiming for, but as far as he was concerned, he felt that he was magnificent, and he wanted to be the enemy of the whole world.

Moka shouted "yes" in his heart.

"I want you to declare that those who think I am the prince of the Khanate, and the academy disciple Moka is not the prince of the Khanate." Moka commanded indifferently, without the slightest expression on his face.

"This is undoubtedly the place where there are no three hundred taels of silver, and I don't recruit myself." Margf suggested.

He was right, although the groom never showed up, but the name of the prince has already begun, what else can be done! Because of the implication of the ghost corpse, the night ghost will know, because of participating in Chu Zixuan's plan, there may be more people below who covet their identity.

Moka agreed with him and said, "Well, the result I want is that the identity of the prince of the Khanate, there are few people who know about it. ”

"Actually, the prince, you want to get rid of the shackles of identity," said the groom, as if to see through his thoughts.

"But if you do that, the danger is gone?" The groom asked faintly.

The looming question was like a giant meteor stone, slamming down on Moka's body. He thought about it, danger! Isn't the massacre in the dream dangerous, according to the current situation, it is not certain that it will happen, although it is a nightmare, but it is as real as being there.

"What else do you know over there from the Gu Long Clan?" Moka said sternly.

The momentum sneered and forced the groom to breathe, the matter of the Gu Long clan really wanting to replace the Chu clan emperor had already faintly surfaced, but the groom was unwilling to tell him.

"The groom knows it all." The groom replied as he got up.

Moca paused, not feeling like he was lying, and believed him.

"Groom, I'm going to ask you to do something for me now!" Moka asked with a cold face.

Don't say a thing, even if he wants to die, he will not hesitate, the groom prudently agreed.

"I want you to help me find out the list of night ghosts and djinns in Leizhou," Moka said.

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After first giving the task to the groom, Moka walked to Chuzi's mansion, and the dim streets were crowded with pedestrians, for him, the cool breeze at night could relieve the sultry heat of the day.

Inadvertently, the pedestrian in front of him caught Moka's attention, even though the pedestrian disguised his strange head was extremely low, and the hat on his head completely covered his entire face.

Judging from the clothes, two women and two men, both men are wrapped in black, the woman is tall and slender, and the other is walking with her body on her back, like an older street woman.

That kind of body shape, including the strong man who led the team in front, a familiar scene of the back appeared. The scene of the ghost group greeting the ghost envoy many days ago reminded Moka of them.

The leader of the team is undoubtedly the old thief of the South China Sea, and the heavy knife on his back has protruded by half, and the delicate scabbard cannot be simulated.

"Night ghost South China Sea thief." Moka gritted his teeth and walked forward, his speed suddenly slowing down a lot, and his heart was terrified.

The time the ghost envoy spoke, he was already sweating from a distance, and now he seemed to be enduring the pressure in his heart, and it turned out that after getting closer, it was this feeling, the gap in strength.

Just two feet away, the four people on the other side stopped their steps neatly, showing the street in the form of four pillars of wood. Although they didn't hear it, but the lip gloss vibrated slightly, they were faint.

"Stopped!" Moka screamed in his heart.

Moka felt the sudden weakness of his tendons, and looked down in surprise, and at some point there were a few more extremely thin threads on his calves, and Qiongqiong was tied up. He tried to break free, but slowly found that the more he pushed harder, the more he felt that his strength was being drained.

The only thing that could be thought of at first was the night ghost on the other side, Moka's face suddenly showed a heavy expression, and he personally experienced the mysterious methods of the night ghost group, and the bottom of his heart was really strange.

"Who are you?" Moka asked deliberately, intending to pretend he didn't know.

"The one who killed you." The high-pitched voice said, with a meticulous murderous aura precipitated in the voice, and the momentum swept around, and it was so chilling.

The person in front of him slowly raised his head, revealing half of his lower face, and he could slightly see the pair of black shining pupils, and the white hair around his neck was pouring out in a dashing manner.

Kill me? Uncalled for? Do they know about my complicity with Chu Zixuan? Many questions arose in Moka's mind.

"Disciple Moka has never recognized Your Excellency, and he dares to ask Your Excellency, killing me, with the intention of where!" Moka said calmly.

In the current situation, it is difficult to run with legs, and even if there are legs, in front of the old thief's knife, it will not help! For a time, delaying the verbal war became a priority.

"Someone asked the old man to kill the four princes of the khanate, and as a deal, we will get what we want." The man in front said coldly.

Someone wanted me to die, sure enough.

Moka raised his head and smiled, and said, "Your Excellency is afraid that you have found the wrong person, and you are only a disciple of the academy, not the prince of the Khanate that you are looking for." ”

The man in front of him paused, turned his head sideways to ask the woman in the blood-colored gown beside him, his voice was very small, but Moka's ears were sensitive and he could still hear some words.

The old thief of the South China Sea confirmed Moka's event with the woman, and roared the beastmaster back to see if it was the weak child in front of him. The woman Xiaomei was a little unbearable, but finally nodded her head a few times.

When the old thief got the answer, the corners of his mouth moved upward, and in an instant, the wind was swift, and he stood in front of Moka, and he looked at the delicate person in front of him.

"It's a pity that the man appointed me to take your life." The old thief shrugged his shoulders and said with a look of regret.

Moka's face flashed for a moment, he was at a loss, he didn't want to die, let alone die in vain, is he really the prince of the Khanate, then how can I appear in Leizhou, Proton? Isn't there a title to wear on that! He wanted to shout, he wanted to shout out all the mysteries of all this, but would they listen to the old thieves of the South China Sea?

So Moka gave up the idea of the latter, waiting for death, he didn't dare to shout, that would only kill faster, maybe before the words came out, the heavy knife behind the old thief's waist had already been wiped on his neck.

He hung his head in despair, and said indifferently what he should have said before he died, "I don't want to die yet..."

The old thief hesitated for a moment, then raised his thick hand and lowered his head, turned and walked slowly to his companion's side. On the way, he could still hear the murky voice, which reminded him of the past in Lichuan.

Unable to move his legs, his hands were numb even after him, and Moka felt his body stiff like a stone, and only his head could still writhe.

"Which of you will do it, the old man doesn't want to get my knife dirty." The old thief returned to their side and said haughtily.

"The heart of the old thief is really soft." Another man in black scoffed.

Suddenly, Moka heard a voice in his heart, sneering and a little fierce.

"Hey, you're going to make such a low-level mistake."

After a mist swirled around him, he saw again a void, and not far before him was a man nailed to the cross, who seemed to bow his head in agony.

Moka stepped forward cautiously, the pitch-black cross floating in mid-air, and the four ends of the rack were nailed with silver-shiny white needles.

Moka was stunned, and looked at the fact that the person was still alive, although he couldn't move his limbs, but he didn't die, and what was even more strange was that the heart of the person on the shelf was pierced by a silver nail.

Moka asked himself in the bottom of his heart, this is hell? Is that person Jizo Bodhisattva?

Just now, I was facing the obliteration of the old thieves in the South China Sea, so it is normal to think this way.

The man on the shelf raised his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved into a moon bay, and he smiled and said, "You are finally here." ”

Moka didn't quite understand what he was saying, as if he had been waiting here for a long time. The cheeks of the man on the shelf slowly cleared, and Moka opened his mouth in surprise, it was him in the dream realm, but at this time he was only wearing a white cloth, and the white skin under his head had turned the blood stains red.

The old woman with her crippled body stepped forward step by step, staring at the young man with a strange expression. Seeing that Moka was as calm as a dead corpse, she wondered if she needed to do it.

The night ghost old woman embryo beauty took out a silver-white slender chisel from the placket of her clothes, for her, to kill a person, only need a chisel iron to pierce the heart, and then this time it was the same.

Moka asked Moka on the shelf in his heart, "Who are you!" ”

The moka on the shelf is exactly the same as the moka under the shelf, and it is very similar to the one in the dream, the person on the pile of corpses, like a cake carved himself.

"Do you have time for who I am? Take care of the danger now. Moka on the shelf said playfully.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of the two, the picture was like Moka who couldn't move outside, watching, and the old woman took out an iron needle.

"You let me out!" Moka yelled at him on the shelf.

Moka on the shelf was dumbfounded for a moment, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Let you out, will you be able to save yourself?" ”

Moka felt a sense of oppression at his words, if he went out, he would die, and if he didn't go out, he would die, and the appearance of Moka on the cross was undoubtedly a salvation on the line of life and death.

What he said on the shelf was very reasonable, he couldn't save himself, he couldn't even break through the strength of the second stage, and he talked about a duel with the night ghost of the fourth stage.

After thinking about it for a moment, the cross in front of him could drag him in, and he could still survive on the scene, which already showed that the man on the cross seemed to be plotting something.

"You can save me!" Moka asked calmly.

Moka on the shelf sneered.

Moka has always objected in his heart to him in the dream, he is himself, and the one in front of him is also, no one is himself, except for himself, the others are just a conjecture.

The man on the shelf looked at Moka under him, and couldn't help but whisper something about his weak body. He sank and said, "You don't want to die, you don't dare to die, you're afraid of death, so you came to me, and I'm yourself." ”

Moka was startled, most of it was said by him, as if he was talking in his head, and he could always see his own thoughts. But the latter is himself, and Moka is clearly against it, and in Moka's view, he is just a conjecture or a representative of a force.

Thinking of the outer shell, Moka excitedly asked, "Can you save me!" ”

The other Moka smirked and said funny: "I won't save people, I will only kill people." ”

Here, Moka on the shelf is clearly sarcastic and says, go out and kill them all, how can you still be saved.

Moka entered meditation, and the cross crucified him, and his tone was still so arrogant, if he had gone out, wouldn't the night ghosts have fled for their lives.

"That's right, but you're wrong, none of them can escape." Moka on the shelf said, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

Moka paused, no matter what he was thinking, he could always hear it on the shelf.

"How can you get out!" Moka asked coldly.

Moka on the shelf turned his head to look at the stud in his heart, then turned to look at Moka, and said, "Pull out the nail, I can help you kill someone!" ”

It was too simple, Moka thought, and maybe after pulling out the nail, he would immediately bite himself like a mad dog and take over his body. To be able to nail him into this appearance already shows that he is not simple, and so is that dream, which is full of corpses, but he is like a demon looking for the living with blazing eyes.

"After pulling the nail out," Moka thought for a moment, "I... Isn't it non-existent? ”

On the shelf, he laughed like a devil, as a devil, it must be fierce, arrogant, unyielding, and a trace of pity in his heart has long disappeared.

"You guessed it right, I'll take your body then, you... It no longer exists. Moka on the shelf said.

"Heh, sure enough, that dream is so real." Moka lowered his head and muttered, a scornful smile on his face.

"Although I don't know why you're in my body, I know that you're the devil, so I refuse." Moka said, a hint of smugness flashing in his cold eyes.

The devil didn't care too much, on the contrary, he calmly said: "I just make a deal with you, I don't force it, one day, you will come to me." ”

"The demonic energy I lent you is already the best gift, and you won't leave it." Devil Moka said with some disappointment.

Moka turned around and waved his hand, mocking, "You're so strong, you can pull it yourself." ”

Moka thinks he's a devil, if I go out and teach them that I have a devil living in my body, what kind of expressions will they have, sometimes I really want to see it. But if I tell me about it, will they think of me as an accomplice of the devil!

Moka angrily broke free of the ethereal space, thinking about getting out and returning to the scene.

The devil on the shelf hung his head alone in the depths, unspeakably pitiful, he almost forgot how long he had slept.

Moka slowly pulled his eyes away, and the old woman was pushing his left chest with an iron drill. A sharp pain rushed to his brain, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of his lip.

"Thank me, old woman, I have spared a life for you and for the people of the world." Moka thought, his face pained and smirked.

The old woman looked at the strange Moka, she didn't expect a person to be so calm when he died, according to common sense, the face of a dying person should be fearful, but the young man in front of him was as free as relieved.

As a result, she accidentally said, "What a weird child." ”

As the saying goes, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and if the old woman wants to describe him, it must be to compare the calf to Moka.

The old woman gritted her teeth, thinking that she would quickly clean up the flash, so as not to have too many dreams at night, so she added a lot of energy.

Just as the iron drill was about to pierce deeper, a flash of light galloped forward, splitting the iron drill in two, and a short blade stuck in the ground.

The old woman was startled, and retreated a few miles with half an iron hammer, and the night ghosts became alert, and their hearts were broken by the thought that there was an enemy.

Moka plopped and sat on the ground, losing most of his consciousness.

In the distance, a man in white in a mask waved his sleeves wildly, and a gust of wind cracked, and he stood in place and appeared.

The masked man said to Chu Zixuan behind him: "My lord, the mandol powder medicine has been removed. ”

Chu Zixuan laughed, patted the masked man's shoulder and said, "Giant Spirit, you are still more reliable." ”