"I care. ”

"Shall I say, are your excuses too bad, or are you too pedantic?"

Mo Yi did this, it was not in Bai Gongzi's plan, she never thought that there would be such a possibility.

"My relationship with the emperor is not necessarily beneficial to the Mo family, and my view of the war is the same, Jiangnan is in the hands of the family after all, but only the Mo family can keep the peace here......"

"So, you're leaving me with the most troublesome mess?"

Mo Yi took off the long sword behind him, held it with both hands, and handed it to Bai Gongzi.

"Everything in the Mo family is only the Mo family, but as an ink master, I have other things to do. ”

"The war in the north is not unrelated to this place, and you really don't want to stay?"

"From today on, you are the Mo family's juzi. ”

Mo Yi didn't say anything more, and Bai Gongzi knew that he wouldn't say anything more.

It doesn't matter, the world has completely changed, and Bai Gongzi doesn't need to know any secrets that only the Mo family can know, she has her own things to do.

"You still have one last chance, if I become a juzi, you and I will meet in the future, and I will force you to do what you don't want to do as a juzi. ”

Mo Yi smiled and shook his head.

"See you soon. ”

He left.

Bai Gongzi turned around under the silent gaze of the Mo family disciples, raised Juzi's sword, and then watched the surrounding ink scholars quietly bow and salute.

It was a quiet afternoon, everything was as usual, the chaos had turned into fertile land, everyone was full of hope, a working homeless man stopped what he was doing, raised his head to look at the horizon, imagined the days when he would be reunited with his family and have a field again, showing a tired but satisfied smile.

All those who have hope do not know that their hope has been crushed.

Bai Gongzi put down his right hand.

"Prepare to master the army, and, from today, begin to divide the fields. ”

......

Bingchen sat on horseback and looked at the defenders' camp from afar.

He had just experienced a humiliating defeat, but Bingchen was unaffected.

In war, defeat is commonplace, but the shame must be washed away, so he wants a victory.

A glorious victory.

Bingchen believes that opportunity will not make him wait too long.

The defenders were visibly uneasy, they were not surprised by the attack, but they were always deeply worried, and in the face of adversity, it was all too easy for the heart to die to explode.

Although both the demon race and the human race have the same face as Bingchen, who is an outsider, as the leader of the troops, he can still see the most subtle emotions from the most subtle expressions, and he can't be wrong.

A big victory will not make the hidden worries disappear, the huge ups and downs of the defeat into victory will inspire the worries hidden in the heart, the most optimistic possibility, maybe the next moment the defenders will roar, the most conservative possibility, soon after, the commander of the defenders will suppress everything with the prestige of a big victory.

But how is that possible?

The commander of the defenders is a warrior who rushes to the abyss of death with his army, and then jumps up to save everything by stepping on his corpse.

Of course, the camp was set up by real soldiers, which was a great threat.

He is the biggest variable.

Bingchen is not sure who will control the overall situation between these two people in the end, but as long as the opportunity arises, he will not let it go.

Then he was amazed to see that the camp was opened.

An army was rushing towards them.

Bingchen smiled.

It's all over.

......

Xiang Wu looked back at the north for the last time, there should be a desperate army there that was fighting against outsiders, and they were most likely unable to win, but in any case, this army must exist to buy time for the retreat of the demon army.

He raised his head and looked at the Gate of Fallen Heaven up to the zenith, the rolling mountains of clouds, as if they were about to fall in the next moment.

"Don't worry, they're all demons. ”

Wang Baobao wanted to laugh in his heart, Xiang Wu's pity seemed very childish to him, and in front of the demons, it was indeed very ridiculous.

It's not that there are no demons, it's not that they can die on the battlefield.

Perhaps, the previous emperor would have become like that because he knew that he was destined to die on the battlefield, and that such boring days would last for a long, long time before it was all over.

Thinking of this, a trace of melancholy flashed in Wang Baobao's heart.

In fact, he wanted to stay in that army as well.

"I'm just thinking," Xiang Wu's voice pulled Wang Baobao back from his reverie, "what kind of chaos we will face when we go back." ”

"Countless displaced people. ”

Xiang Wu smiled.

Now look at this sudden chaos like a collapse, in fact, it is the natural result of a long brewing, since the demon clan has mastered the world, the north has been a bottomless pit that consumes grain because of the war, coupled with the garrison of the army, and this food gap is filled by Cao Yun and the grain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The families who control Jiangnan and like their position in the system that supports the country, the silk of Jiangnan is sold all over the world, and the lucrative market, coupled with the waste of farming for pasture, for many years, large tracts of fertile land in Jiangnan have been continuously converted from rice fields to mulberry trees.

Everything else, such as the repeated bursts of the river's banks, the seizure of pearls by the Nine Dragons, and the change of the Gate of Heaven, are only insignificant waves in this great current, without which today's calamities would have arisen as well.

That means that the solution to the problem will not be easy and fast.

"Don't worry, the local chicken and tile dog, it can be determined. ”

Xiang Wu smiled.

He looked up at the sky, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"If there really is a god in the world who stands in the sky, why would he watch the world become like this?"

......

"I have done everything I can for this world, and even the whole world has benefited from the maelstrom, the Gate of Fallen Heaven in their mouths, even if they want more, there is nothing I can do. ”

Magellan looked at the goddess in front of him and smiled silently.

He was in the clouds.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless sea of clouds on all sides, and above the white is a brilliant blue sky, and there is nothing.

Only in front of Magellan's eyes, there was a beautiful goddess.

Her body was snake-tailed, and the long snake's tail on the lower half of her body reached into a gap in the sea of clouds between the two of them, stirring in it.

That's the maelstrom.

"What do you want out of that?"

"The world, whatever makes the world better, whatever it is. ”

The goddess smiled and held out her hand to Magellan, who dodged her.

"You don't know what a precious gift you are, it was an accident that surprised us all, and I still often think that it was just a dream. ”

"I'm an outsider," Magellan smiled, "I already knew, but was it an accident that I was born so far away from the maelstrom?"