Hearing this, Ye Wuqi said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I don't have to worry about you, you must not know the relationship between the royal family of the Xuanxing Empire and me, do you think I can become the Prince of Shaking Light alone?" ”

The night was innocent and made a fool of himself and winked at the down-and-out Jing Yuan Taishou, as if something was really going on. The ambiguous attitude of this night made Jing Yuan Taishou a little sluggish, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, because he found that his threat had not had any effect, but had made him suspicious.

However, he knew that his emotions were superfluous, what he was thinking about was just entertaining himself on the road to the end of the road in prison, and after he had a general understanding of his mentality, he shook his head with a wry smile and said: "It's okay, no matter what your follow-up is, it has nothing to do with me, after experiencing this war, I'm afraid my identity can no longer be hidden, rather than being angry on both sides, it's better to give me a good time." ”

Jing Yuan Taishou was as sad as a hero's end at this time, his slightly rickety back showed tragedy, maybe he had already looked down on life and death, so he seemed so calm, but no matter what the process was, his heart was like ashes at this moment.

Perhaps only when the will to survive is lost can one truly comprehend the true meaning of death, and the silence after the prosperity of life is worth seeking for anyone.

In the long night, where is the dawn, where is the meeting of good and evil, and what is the basis?

Ye Wuxian saw that after knowing that the evil cultivators had no hope of life, they radiated an awe-inspiring momentum, which was not inferior to the tragedy of any decent benevolent and righteous man when he died generously, and he suddenly understood that the evil cultivators were also human beings, and they also had many emotions that people had, but the purpose they pursued was incomprehensible to the decency.

Ye Wuxian suddenly wanted to ask, as a person close to Jing Yuan's Taishou, what kind of emotions did she have about her own death, was she willing? Or is it terrific fear?

In a trance, the boundaries between good and evil are blurred again, and the evil cultivators use their set of thinking logic to look at the world, although this set of logic takes elements such as death and darkness as its purpose, but who can say that such a purpose cannot be closer to the origin of the world than the purpose of the famous and righteous path? And at the same time, none of us have a clear and clear view of the world? As long as there is a dialectical way of thinking, all these ideas will come naturally, and it is precisely this kind of thought process that is staged in the mind of Night Innocence.

Ye Wuqiu sighed slightly and said: "People are self-aware, you are reborn before you die, although your actions are heinous, but cause and effect are in the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, your existence is still useful to me, I will leave you alive for the time being, wait to choose a day, and gather the people of Jingyuan to behead you in public!" ”

Jing Yuan was too guarded to hear this, the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger, and the focus of his eyes was focused on the void, as if he had seen something that others couldn't see.

Let's look at the torrent of history, we who are good at making overall control of the overall situation will find that the capture of Jingyuan City is a prerequisite for Ye Wuxun to have a solid foundation, which makes it have the confidence and strength to compete with many legion bosses in the future.

If you look at this phenomenon promoted by fate from a strategic perspective, Ye Wuqi occupies Jingyuan, which is rich in iron ore, so that he not only inherits Jingyuan Taishou's super-standard Jingyuan Iron City, but also has huge wealth.

Facts have proved that epic phenomena often have little to do with the parties concerned, who are just obedient to the destiny of heaven with a slightly keen-eyed eye at the intersection of the torrent of fate, and can ride the thunder in the future journey.

Jingyuan City is trying to restore order, and Ye Wuqi has obtained the Great Seal of Taishou, and temporarily placed the soldiers of Jingyuan's army and Shenwu Battalion. In the process, he deliberately promoted the relationship between the Templars and the Jingyuan army, and secretly instructed the Templars to use their personal charm to influence the Jingyuan army as much as possible, assimilating as many troops as possible in a short period of time, because it is difficult to maintain long-term peace without a deep foundation.

Chi Ze is one of the most worried problems of Ye Wuqiu, managing a huge city is not at all comparable to fighting bravely or fighting in all directions, it is a matter that requires patience and perseverance, even if Ye Wuqi is now very rich in war experience, but after all, he is still inexperienced, even if he experiences everything in his mother's womb, it is impossible to know everything. Therefore, in the first few days, all kinds of problems followed, so that Ye Wuqi scratched his head.

On this day, it was the third day after the Battle of Jingyuan City, and he sat at the desk without hatred at night, flipping through the folds presented by various departments in the city.

Hearing this, Ye Wuqi said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I don't have to worry about you, you must not know the relationship between the royal family of the Xuanxing Empire and me, do you think I can become the Prince of Shaking Light alone?" ”

The night was innocent and made a fool of himself and winked at the down-and-out Jing Yuan Taishou, as if something was really going on. The ambiguous attitude of this night made Jing Yuan Taishou a little sluggish, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, because he found that his threat had not had any effect, but had made him suspicious.

However, he knew that his emotions were superfluous, what he was thinking about was just entertaining himself on the road to the end of the road in prison, and after he had a general understanding of his mentality, he shook his head with a wry smile and said: "It's okay, no matter what your follow-up is, it has nothing to do with me, after experiencing this war, I'm afraid my identity can no longer be hidden, rather than being angry on both sides, it's better to give me a good time." ”

Jing Yuan Taishou was as sad as a hero's end at this time, his slightly rickety back showed tragedy, maybe he had already looked down on life and death, so he seemed so calm, but no matter what the process was, his heart was like ashes at this moment.

Perhaps only when the will to survive is lost can one truly comprehend the true meaning of death, and the silence after the prosperity of life is worth seeking for anyone.

In the long night, where is the dawn, where is the meeting of good and evil, and what is the basis?

Ye Wuxian saw that after knowing that the evil cultivators had no hope of life, they radiated an awe-inspiring momentum, which was not inferior to the tragedy of any decent benevolent and righteous man when he died generously, and he suddenly understood that the evil cultivators were also human beings, and they also had many emotions that people had, but the purpose they pursued was incomprehensible to the decency.