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Tires had a long-lost crowd, and more than a hundred people poured in at once. With a casual blow, Wu Yue killed a few people very casually, and there was the Admiral Ling inside. After all, the two of them didn't say a word, and they didn't even see each other. No one knew about Admiral Ling's decision, but no one cared about it now, Hu Juling roared loudly.

Sometimes it seems that there is no difference between a monk and a mortal, or that a monk is like an upgraded version of a mortal. There are more than a hundred monks, most of whom are in the Dan stage, there are a few foundation building monks, and one or two god-forming monks, but they are now listening to Hu Juling's voice without exception. Because Wu Yue said that Hu Juling is the new commander. No one has any opinions, the whole battle ended unbelievably fast, except for Wu Yue's blow, there was only Hu Juling's initial slamming of the door.

Everyone understands people, so naturally they will not jump out and say anything unconvinced, but it is inevitable that they will have some other thoughts. For example, there is Luo Shuifu, he looked at Hu Juling from a distance, this person who was his original subordinate and respected himself, just jumped in front of him. And now, even if he sees Hu Juling, he has to shout Hu Admiral. Luo Shuifu didn't feel unfair, he even believed in Wu Yue even more, but ah...... Luo Shuifu sighed and said, "This was originally my chance." There was regret in his tone, but he knew that he would make such a choice even if he did it all over again. 【】

Turning around and walking out of the hall, he was met by several people. Could it be that Tires has suddenly become smaller? The few people in front of him all looked at each other and smiled, and they all understood the meaning, and the next admiral was probably not so lucky. Although the competition has become bigger, Luo Shuifu feels that he is in a somewhat good mood, which is like a yamen.

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Wu Yue sat in his room, and he never looked at the mansion of Luoyang City. He didn't know what the Tires were thinking, but if he guessed casually, he could estimate one, two, three, which was the advantage of being a superior person. Because of interests, people's hearts are much simpler, after all, there is only one goal.

He didn't have much to say about this time, after all, the result was already doomed. Now he is waiting for Prince Rong's movements, as well as Li Luzhu's reaction.

It's dawn.

The people of Luoyang City had to step out of their homes, after all, they still had to eat and feed their families. The weather is still like that, and the weather is a little cooler in early autumn.

Lord Yang Jingru is dead.

Everyone in Luoyang City knows Yang Jingru, starting from the smallest envoy to the people, and all the way to the length of one department, Yang Jingru's reputation among the people is also deepening day by day. Who doesn't know Yang Jingru, who takes the people as his own responsibility? Who doesn't know Yang Jingru, the eldest lord of the Qing Dynasty? Who doesn't know Yang Jingru, a noble son from a poor family? Until Yang Jingru was demoted to the people, this person did not disappear from the hearts of the people of Luoyang City, and some people secretly gave Yang Jingru things.

But just today, such a scholar finally died.

Yes finally. Probably the people of Luoyang think that this lord should rest, he is too tired, and the court is too unfair to him. They don't know the poisonous plan that Yang Jingru personally formulated yesterday, and even if they do, they won't believe it, in such a world, they need to have a belief to support them.

Many people were crying, some people came to see Yang Jingru off, and some people buried Yang Jingru. But there are countless people who miss him and will worship him. Probably seeing that Yang Jingru is dead, those big people don't bother to care about this little guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, for the monks who have lived for decades and hundreds of years, Yang Jingru's age is indeed very young, but why does it seem that he is older?

Wu Yue clearly knew what was happening outside, and his divine sense was kept outside until Yang Jingxia was buried. Wu Yue didn't know why he did this, maybe he felt some guilt in his heart, and now he can only watch you die, but this is also Wu Yue's choice, and he also has no regrets.

"Yang Jingru, if you see it now, will you feel that you have died well. Wu Yue muttered.

Life goes on, and I only feel more heavy.

A piece of good news came, not good news, but it was exciting.

Qingyuan is gone! The people inside are gone. This place, which made the people in the neighborhood live in fear, just disappeared? Not to mention why they were afraid of Qingyuan. In a place where normal people live, it is possible to be happy to suddenly have a bunch of monks? Especially since these monks are not very good. The people in the vicinity have long been complaining, but what can they do? Now there is nowhere to sue, and there is nowhere to go, so I can only live here.

But on such an autumn morning, these people disappeared. I'm afraid no one will believe them when they moved away, after all, if they moved away, the movement shouldn't be so big, and even the gate disappeared. No one came to inquire, but slowly the bold man walked in and found that there was really no one left. One living person is gone, but there are still a few dead people.

Very happy news, even people who don't live near Qingyuan are very happy, I don't know what the reason is. These don't seem to have anything to do with them at all, but they feel happy, and they feel fragrant when they drink porridge. Everyone speculated about who did this, after all, there are so many people. The news spread quickly throughout Luoyang City, and the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful. And those places that are usually the most noisy are suddenly a little silent, quiet and unspeakable.

The initiator sat upright in a chair with a calm expression, unaware that he had begun to change a lot of people. He's making the next decision, or maybe it's a ploy.

Wu Yue stood up.

Wu Yue turned his head to look at Wu Yue, this was his fourth distraction, and it was different from the previous three times. At this time, Wu Yue took the initiative to separate the divine consciousness for the first time, or the divine soul, the divine soul out of the body.

"Plan in the small details. Wu Yue muttered to himself.

Now Li Luzhu should get the news, and his intentions are very simple, and it is easy for people to see. So according to the probability, Li Luzhu also began to prepare at this time. This is a guess, but it is Wu Yue's hundreds of years of knowledge, and he himself is eighty percent sure.

One step out of Tireth, the heaven and earth in the eyes of the divine soul are naturally different from what is seen with the naked eye. Wu Yue looked at Ti Leisi now, and what he saw was not a yamen, but a fierce beast. The beast slowly opened its eyes, and the beast's breath was familiar, and it seemed to be its own.......

With the infinite expansion of his divine sense, Wu Yue began to look for that trace of familiarity. I haven't seen him for ten years, and now, how can I feel at ease? The scope of the search is getting bigger and bigger, and Wu Yue sees a person, a spirit, but few people can find him. The focus was on Princess Youping's Mansion, Wu Yue searched carefully twice, but found nothing. There was a secret room inside, and Wu Yue felt an aura that was not inferior to himself, so he didn't enter. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.