"Here?"

Opening his eyes in a daze, Gongliang Mo looked at everything unfamiliar in front of him, the sky and the earth were scarlet, and there was no figure on the empty land.

I was obviously choosing a treasure in Zhongshan Lingzun just now, how did I get to such a weird place.

Struggling to stand up, Gongliang Mo subconsciously clasped his arms and looked around.

Is this empty scene a portrayal of my own heart, it turns out that since my father and mother died, I have been alone in this world.

"I'm tired, maybe it's okay......"

Slowly sitting on the ground, Gongliang Mo hugged his knees and buried his face in the crook of his arm, and the figure at this time was even more lonely and lonely.

"Okay, okay, that's it, I'll take care of the rest."

A somewhat unfamiliar and familiar voice sounded, Gongliang Mo raised his head suddenly, the scarlet heaven and earth began to shake violently, a big hand covering the sky and the sun covered it, and Gongliang Mo subconsciously dodged back.

"Click~"

With a crisp sound, Gongliang Mo's vision once again restored to its original world, the familiar Zhong Mountain, and the silent spirit mound.

"Good job, leave the rest to the teacher."

The palm of his hand was on Gongliang Mo's shoulder, Gongliang Mo looked back at Candle Li a little blankly, everything that happened just now was like a dream, and waking up was still so real.

Looking at the knight's spear held in Candle Li's hand, and the silent spirit mound around him, Gongliang Mo felt that everything that had just happened was so unreal.

Whether it was the noisy spirit mound or the crimson figure bewitching him, it seemed that he had never appeared.

And Candle Li didn't say anything, just smiled and patted Gongliang Mo's shoulder and walked in the direction of Zhongwu Hall.

Gongliang Mo touched his head, a little puzzled, and planned to wait for Candle Li to finish his work before asking, because he felt like he was going to be busy with something just now.

When Gongliang Mo's figure also disappeared into the mound, a small noise began to sound gradually.

"Candle is still as grumpy as ever."

"That girl turned out to be the disciple of the old fellow? Or a personal disciple? ”

"Gan Liliang, I knew that the old man would pounce directly on it just now to become the treasure of the girl's baby, where is it the turn of a little guy like Langennes."

"The old man can see at a glance that this girl is not an ordinary person."

"Fart, that's what you just said, 'That's it'!"

Instead of the noisy atmosphere in the mound, Candle Li came to the apse of the Zhongwu Hall, a room similar to a furnace room, with a huge blacksmith stand in the center of the room, and various tools hanging next to it.

Placing the Spear of Judgment on the blacksmith's table, the original spirit of the instrument was gone, and on the way here, Candle Li had already erased Langenness from the Spear of Judgment.

For this kind of machine spirit, which only has about ten words in the final liberation language, it is not worthy of such great ambition in the eyes of Candle Li.

It's time to show why Candle Li can be called the "Light of World Foundry" and "Dragon of Light Casting", Candle Li thought to himself as he looked at the small hammer hanging on the wall.

The moment Candle Li's hand touched the small hammer, the plain little hammer instantly bloomed with dazzling light, and the brilliant streamer flowed around the small hammer.

The golden patterns on Candle Li's body began to light up and dim with his breathing, and holding this small streamer hammer in his hand, Candle Li felt a familiar power surging into his heart again.

In the long history, the world's most famous treasure maker, the dragon of light forged Candle Li, once again held the light hammer.

"It's a good feeling."

Feeling the aura in his body that was constantly roaring layer by layer like the waves of the sea, Candle Li turned around and walked towards the blacksmith table, the small hammer in his hand kept rising.

"Bang."

The sun slowly rose, and the warm sunlight once again sprinkled on the tall walls of Baixin City, and many busy people on the streets of Baixin City had already begun to work.

"Your Excellency, please think again."

Some desolate voices came from inside the palace, and although it was not yet the time of the early dynasty, there were already two people standing outside the main hall.

"Needless to say, Lord Liu, the order of the prime minister will not be withdrawn, if Gudu City wants war, we will give him war, and the comfortable life for thousands of years has made the Xuanli family in Gudu City always think that they are the emperor of the human race."

Standing in front of the door of the main hall is the new prime minister of Bai Xinguo, Dong Zhongyan.

And kneeling in front of him was Liu Zhoujiu, the minister of Bai Xinguo, who was begging Dong Zhongyan to take back his previous order, because Dong Zhongyan would make Bai Xinguo independent and no longer be a vassal to the Xuanli family, the descendant of the human queen of Gudu City, and at the same time no longer recognize the so-called "human emperor".

As a result, the people on the side of Gudu City were also panicked, and even the current Emperor Xuan Lijiang began to withdraw to the "Dusk Army" in Beizhen City, which was a strong force that had been guarding the eternal frost for thousands of years.

Now he has been mobilized by Xuan Lijiang to deter Bai Xin Kingdom, but the price of this is that the demon clan of the eternal frost and frozen land will go south and wreak havoc in the human realm.

The first to bear the brunt is the Mingcang Kingdom, which has been infested by the demon clan all the year round, and now it will become a frontal battlefield between the human race and the demon clan.

"Your Excellency, take back the order, or I will be dead!"

Liu Zhoujiu knelt behind Dong Zhongyan, his bleak tone was firm, but Dong Zhongyan still turned his back to Liu Zhoujiu, and even sighed impatiently.

"Then you die."

Hearing this, Liu Zhoujiu did not get up, the weakness in his eyes was no longer there, and he made a gesture to the back vaguely, and then stretched out his hand into his arms.

"I hope the prime minister thinks twice."

Before the words fell, Liu Zhoujiu took out a dagger and jumped up and stabbed Dong Zhongyan in the back.

The silver-white sword light flashed, and Liu Zhoujiu's figure fell weakly in mid-air, and a headless corpse fell straight in front of the main hall.

Before the swordsman could withdraw his sword, another extremely fast figure swept directly above his head and headed straight for Dong Zhongyan.

"Not good!"

When the black-clothed swordsman was about to turn around, he was directly stunned, Dong Zhongyan was still facing the direction of the palace, and a masked man fell behind him like a puddle of mud, humming and chirping before he could breathe.

The tendons and hamstrings were all broken, and the chin was removed, all of which happened in the moment of the bar.

"Take this guy back and ask who arranged the attack, Liu Zhoujiu is not so bold, there are people behind them."

"Yes, Dong Xiang."

The black-clad swordsman sheathed his sword and slung the masked man over his shoulder.

"You've done well this time, I'll nominate you as the new Imperial Commander in the early court, Wei Zhen."

"Thank you, Prime Minister Dong."