Legend has it that there was once a cavalry in the world equipped with heavy armor, which was a miracle created by the dynasty that was in its heyday and the mature technology accumulated by the Mo family for thousands of years, and they never failed when the cavalry was still there.

But even with such an army, their heavy armor is not to the point where they can closely protect the whole body, and they are not able to put heavy armor on their horses.

The Nine Emperors looked at the heavy armor of the cavalry in front of him, and felt that he was in the midst of an ancient legend, looking at the army of the gods.

"I'm in trouble......" Wang Baobao shook his head helplessly, "I really didn't expect ......"

"It really exceeded expectations. ”

Xiang Wu looked at the black heavy armor glowing with cold light, thoughtful.

......

"Most of the time, the so-called overturning of the world is more like piling up fuel over hundreds of years, and the final eruption only takes a little spark. ”

"And now," Bai Gongzi took Mo Yi with a wind dragon and soared in the air, "that group of homeless people on the side of the canal can already be regarded as Mars. ”

"With you, you can spend this time safely. ”

"But Gangnam is full of Mars. Bai Gongzi turned a blind eye to Mo's flattery, "I'm not interested in running around to appease the anger of others, this is only temporary, you'd better get the emperor before everything is ruined." ”

"Until the emperor saw what Confucianism had done, no one could convince him to change his mind. ”

"But you're different from anyone. The emperor still has no real reliable supporters, and has not even been able to reassure most people about him as emperor. ”

"He won't turn me into a golden bone," Mo Yi smiled, his face was flat, "The turmoil in the Fallen Heaven Gate is a godsend, he doesn't need to show benevolence at all, as long as he wins the war, it's enough." ”

"Unfortunately, he was doomed to disappointment. ”

The canal arrived.

This is the starting point of the southern end of the canal, where it meets the river, and a wharf was built, and the area is so large that the grain of the entire south of the Yangtze River will gather here, and then go along the canal to the north.

For the homeless, they just followed the crowd aimlessly, but the end result was a staggering number of homeless people gathered on the docks.

Only by actually seeing the sight of thousands of people gathered together can one understand how creepy it is.

Mo Yi looked down on the dense crowd on the dock behind Bai Gongzi, and his heart was cold.

The Cao Gang had already made their way to the docks, weapons such as wooden clubs in their hands, and they were ready to fight.

Just a few days later, the situation was on the verge of collapse.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a lot of noise among the homeless, and everyone seems to be full of anger.

Mo Yi didn't know if there were people with ulterior motives among them, but he knew that Bai Gongzi could stop the Cao Gang from making a move, but no one in this world could stop the angry exiles.

For people who have nothing, they have nothing to lose, even if there is a bad change, it can be considered a good change.

"Stopping the Cao Gang is already my limit. Bai Gongzi's tone carried a cruel calm, "I'll leave the rest to you." ”

Mo Yi wanted to say something, such as asking Bai Gongzi to help or something.

But he understood in an instant that it was just delusional.

If Mo Yi fails here, then Bai Gongzi's deal with him will be over.

The wind dragon roared and lowered the two to the ground, then dissipated.

This strange scene caused a wave of chaos in the crowd, seeing Bai Gongzi's Cao gang quickly quieted down, but the chaos among the homeless people not only did not subside, but even began to spread.

Mo Yi turned his back to Bai Gongzi and stood in front of the homeless.

In front of him, there were numb faces, old men, children, men, women, all of them with hungry faces, and in the depths of the eyes covered by despair, there was a chilling indifference.

Then the outcasts rushed up.

The days-long standoff ended in an instant, and no one knew what had pushed the situation off the cliff and the displaced people were completely out of control.

"Don't make a move. ”

Bai Gongzi didn't speak loudly, but her words reached the ears of every Caogong, and the frightened birds put down their weapons against the fear of death, and watched as the homeless rushed forward, stretching out their dirty, dry fingers to tear them to pieces.

Then they saw the back of a man.

It was like a wall.

"Tianxin Sword. ”

Bai Gongzi muttered to himself in a low voice, and dispersed the wind dragon that was about to take shape.

But Mo Yi didn't draw his sword, he didn't even make a move on anyone, he just stood there and stopped the homeless people who rushed to the dock.

A thousand Moyi stood together to form a wall, and there were a thousand distorted faces in front of him.

A woman unwillingly bumped into Mo Yi, and after being stopped, she screamed and reached out to grab his arm, but the result only made the long nails break off Mo Yi's body, and blood flowed out, leaving four invisible blood marks on the black clothes.

Eventually, she realized that she could never rush past Mo Yi to stop this, and the woman began to cry loudly, her voice hoarse as a dry saw.

Then the homeless people from behind rushed up.

Mo Yi felt that he was about to leave this world.

It was the curse of the Heavenly Heart Sword.

When a person is divided into a thousand, then if one of them thinks differently from the others, that person will fall into madness.

And now, out of a thousand ink one, some want to persevere, others want to give up.

The woman's cry was interrupted by a scream, and the homeless people behind rushed up, and she was squeezed in the middle with nowhere to go.

Then Moyi appeared behind the woman.

It was like a drop of ink falling on a white piece of paper, and then fainting in all directions.

"You're going to die," there was a hint of emotion in Bai Gongzi's tone, "And before you die, you'll go crazy and make a fuss, how do you want me to clean up this mess?"

Mo Yi didn't answer, he quietly continued to maintain the Tianxin Sword, and in the end, the entire white paper was stained black.

Ten thousand Mo Yi stood among the homeless, and every desperate person had a Mo Yi by his side.

The crowd slowly quieted down.

The man dressed in black led the displaced people in the direction away from the docks, and strangely, the desperate people slowly calmed down as they looked at his face.

The displaced people left.

There was a dead silence on the docks, and everyone wanted to say something, but everyone opened their mouths to find that they couldn't make a sound.

Bai Gongzi smiled.

"It's amazing......"

She said to herself: "I'm starting to look forward to what kind of expression you'll look at when you see that everything we've done is in vain...... You have already outperformed Li Yuan, but the Mo family may really be a curse......"

Mo Yi, who was walking at the end of the crowd, stopped.