The sound of clattering footsteps came, and the shadow was stretched extremely long in this section of the secret passage illuminated by the light source of the bright crystal.

Guan Qingfeng looked at the shadow covering Locke's feet, and subconsciously raised his head.

The city lord in front of him who listened to the wind city, his back was slightly thin.

He carried it on his back, did not speak, and carried a head in his hand, which was the head of the sea general. On the ground, Hai Tianjiang's corpse should have been cold, drops, drops of dark red blood from the fracture of his head, fell to the ground, irregular scattering, like plum blossoms.

Zhao Nan didn't speak, and he didn't know how long it took, he threw the head in his hand on the ground casually, took a deep breath, still carrying Locke and Guan Qingfeng, and said indifferently: "Bring him over." ”

The wounds on Guan Qingfeng's body, because they were not continuously attacked, were slowly healing at the moment.

Maybe it was because he understood the reason for the defeat, or maybe because the Haitian general had died, Guan Qingfeng was very quiet at this time.

When encountering major events, you need to calm down, this is the state of mind.

Guan Qingfeng was placed on the ground, and the wound made him show a trace of reluctance between his eyebrows, but he still stood up and didn't look at the corpse.

Zhao Nan looked at him.

He replied with neither humility nor arrogance.

"Haitian will never estimate that he will die, and he will never think about such a thing." Zhao Nan suddenly said softly: "So, no matter how careful he is, he will not arrange what happens after his death." ”

Guan Qingfeng frowned.

He suddenly found it difficult to guess the mind of the person in front of him.

"Can't you think of wanting to be the city lord of the imperial capital?"

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……

Another round of footsteps was heard.

It was Gu Tianyuan and Ximen Yu who were carefully groping their way forward in the dark.

A light source suddenly appeared in front of him, along with a corpse with a disconnected head.

Several people stopped, their faces different. The one in front of him was the city lord of the imperial capital. Every city has its own life. However, the cities were not closed before, even if they were in the demon capital, it would not hinder Gu Tianyuan's mastery of some big and small things in the imperial capital.

Gu Tianyuan suddenly sighed.

He bowed before Haitian melted the corpse. "This is a respectable opponent."

As a soldier, Gu Tianyuan didn't even hesitate to give this corpse a standard salute.

Gu Yun looked at the gradually darkening front, suddenly shuddered, took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, Haitian is dying, what will be the future of the imperial capital?" All of them are unknown! ”

"It's a big cake." Gu Tianyuan suddenly took out a white cloth from his personal space. Covering Haitian General's body, "Those who want to monopolize the cake now leave us all with the largest piece of cake." ”

Ximen Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and chuckled: "The old man plans to be the first to share the food, right?" ”

Gu Tianyuan smiled, but at this moment, he didn't necessarily look old, but had a feeling of gradually becoming younger, "This news will spread soon." According to the setting of the castle lord system, after the death of the castle lord, it will take three months at the earliest before the re-election can be made. This period. The person with the highest position in the city will gain the ability of some city lords and temporarily manage it on his behalf. Originally, it should have been the deputy city lord, but the Haitian general has never set up a deputy city lord. ”

"Why is that?" Duke was puzzled.

"He has a lot of people under him, a lot of capable people. Guan Qingfeng counts one, and there are some more. These people are counted as equals, and each has his own duties. Gu Tianyuan stood up, "Who did better." You can go one step further. That's one way to do it. ”

"So the imperial capital will be very chaotic next." Ximen Yu chuckled: "The demons have become bigger, and they need to add some manpower and the like." ”

"If you leave right away. That's a real loss. ”

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At the end of the passage, outside the main fort of the imperial capital, at the edge of a lake in the city.

The leaves hang low above the lake, rippling in circles, and the moonlight is dark and incomplete. This night is the nineteenth day of the month.

In the silence, two muffled voices suddenly appeared.

Two decapitated corpses were then kicked into the lake, two heads rolling to the ground, their eyes were confused. Because when they were killed. And don't pay attention.

Guan Qingfeng took out a white handkerchief from his clothes and wiped the blood stains on the spare long sword.

"These two people should be the shadows that Haitian will always hide." Guan Qingfeng said indifferently: "I only learned their names today. ”

The man is the one who waits at the exit of the secret passage, and is the last two.

When the Haitian general was attacked, he had already sent out a rescue, and a group of black-clothed hot people had already rushed into the secret passage, and then in the middle of the way, they met Zhao Nan in a qiē.

The battle didn't last too long, Locke didn't count it for the time being, Zhao Nan and Guan Qingfeng were both people who could easily kill people with their swords.

"This shouldn't be the last."

Zhao Nan looked at the Imperial Capital City Lord's Fort that was still on fire, and his eyes were full of fire, the firelight and the gray-black smoke were intertwined, and a haze in the sky gradually extended, and the city was noisy, all in this kind of shock.

"I'll stay for about three days." looked at Guan Qingfeng and said, "After solving some of the people who are blocking you, you will leave." As for public opinion, and the follow-up finishing work needs to be done by yourself. If you can complete it, the imperial capital is yours. ”

Guan Qingfeng slowly put the sword in his hand back into the sheath, whose it was, only he knew.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Nan took Locke and gradually disappeared. Guan Qingfeng stood at the edge of the lake, suddenly pulled open his clothes, exposed his chest, under the white moonlight, the position of the heart, a mark will become like nothing with the beating of the heart.

"What a rich master......"

Guan Qingfeng lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and rearranged his clothes, there were too many things to do for him in the second half of the night.

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Zhao Nan's mood seemed to be exceptionally good, and his pace gradually became brisk. Haitian would have been needed for a long time, and would be the one who had to be killed. If it weren't for such a goal, he would have been like Bai Shan. With the strength of the middle and upper ranks, he has survived after the great catastrophe of the past, and he can live very well, even until the day when humans really can't survive. There is no need to play with life, when others enjoy a rare life, they are still alone in the group of Dao monsters. Boring and repeating the killing of monsters.

He lived in hatred for the first half of his life, and later added guilt, and the whole world was gray and darkened.

In this life, this period of hatred is still continuing. But for him, there is more important than revenge. But revenge is important, and he has never given up on this goal. So for the second meeting, he felt that the time was ripe. So he didn't bring anyone with him, and he didn't tell anyone, and quietly went on the road with the most convenient excuse.

It was originally planned that the hunt of the most Haitian generals would be after the meeting. But now that it's happened, it's nothing to have it two days early, and there are some unexpected gains.

There are many props that can control a person, but most of them have limitations. Speaking of which, the more tightly controlled the props. The more restrictive it is.

The engraving on Guan Qingfeng's body is one of the most restrictive. There can be something that is extremely effective. If he dies, Guan Qingfeng will die, but on the contrary, Guan Qingfeng dies, and the engraving changes back to automatically falling off. And there is no solution, there is no need for unconditional obedience to orders yet.

This is what is known as the 'King's Decree'. It can only be applied to one person at a time, worth two million contribution points, and the temple is limited to a special secret treasure that can be exchanged once.

In the entire global world, only he has enough contribution points to be able to redeem something huàn. Perhaps many city lords are coveting the 'King's Order', but they are shy in their pockets. I can only look at it and sigh.

He just felt that it was good for him to understand this qiē. Except for himself, except for the dead Haitian General, there is no need to let others know what happened in between. Zhao Nan would even forget about it and let it rot like a leaf.

The road is very long, but there are still a few people around him, and he can keep walking, and it was yesterday that he let go.

"Sir, since you want Guan Qingfeng to become the city lord, why don't you give more help?"

On the other side of the lake, in the shadows of the trees, in the gloomy sightseeing paths, Locke asked his own questions.

Zhao Nan stopped, and said helplessly: "Compared with engaging in the kind of politics that is not considered a political zhì, I am better at killing people." Also, seriously, apart from you, I'm pretty much the same as a single commander. ”

Zhao Nan looked at Locke with a smile and said, "What's more, if he needs to rely on me to be able to sit in the position of the city lord, then why should I choose him?" Wait directly for the chaos to end, which one is better to succeed? ”

Locke looked down and thought for a moment, his eyes flashing with some light, and if he looked closely, he could actually see some very detailed and complex patterns of lines in his pupils. This is a sign that its intelligent circuits are calculating.

"It should be said that no matter whether Guan Qingfeng becomes the city lord or not, it will not prevent you from gaining the control of the imperial capital, right?" Locke smiled: "If Guan Qingfeng fails, the control will be transferred." ”

"If he succeeds, I'll save some trouble." Zhao Nan nodded, "So this has some gambling elements." ”

"It's calculated that it's a gamble with less than 30 percent chance of failure."

Zhao Nan suddenly said curiously: "This can also be calculated?" ”

"Sure, as long as there is enough material, the calculation can be done. In the history of Paradise World, there are many examples of such regime changes, and there are thirteen successful cases of successful regimes in the same way. ”

Zhao Nan said with interest: "Then you calculate, what am I going to do next?" ”

The loop started again, and a moment later, "The chance of sniping Guan Qingfeng's blacklist candidate is eighty percent." Ten percent chance of doing nothing to take a break. In the event of an accident, there is a 10% chance that the accident will be handled. ”

"That's 10 percent accidental."

"Accident?" Locke frowned and said puzzledly: "As far as I know, there are no unexpected situations at present. ”

Zhao Nan shrugged, reached out and plucked his ear, only to see a small spar the size of a fingernail appear in his palm.

Zhao Nan pinched this strange little spar, squinted his eyes and said, "The accident happened early in the morning. Of course, if you are talking about the parties, you should be the last to know. ”

Locke was even more puzzled.

Zhao Nan handed the small spar to Locke's hand, "Put it near your ears, and you will hear many interesting things." ”

Locke put the hedron in his ear, and it wasn't long before his brow furrowed.

"Sir, this is ......"

Zhao Nan didn't answer and asked, "Do you think what I did today was right or wrong?" ”

Locke was silent for a moment, "It's wrong to kill. But it seems that this kind of behavior made many city lords feel happy at that time, and it seems to be in line with the wishes of most people. ”

Zhao Nan patted Locke's shoulder, and suddenly said: "For the time being, this problem is attributed to 'human nature', so don't be in a hurry to analyze the results." Because fortunately, there happens to be another material here that can give you a reference...... Someone, who must be eager to see you right now. (To be continued......)