372 The way to let go of hatred is to pay the debt with blood
At present, Yaowang City has completely lost order and fallen into chaos, as the coldwater area with the most chaotic public security, it has become the most orderly and peaceful pure land in Yaowang City.
The people here practice ancient martial arts, are busy transforming the city, are busy studying and going to work, and their lives are peaceful.
During this time, Dongfang Tao'an led a group of loyal subordinates to purchase medicinal materials in the Zhongyu mainland.
When the administrator asked Dongfang Tao'an about the purpose of this batch of medicinal materials, how did Dongfang Tao'an explain?
He said: "The cabinet owner independently developed several effective medical aesthetic products, and then established a medical aesthetic pharmaceutical company, and we purchased these medicinal materials, of course, to produce medical aesthetic products. ”
The administrators all laughed when they heard it, but they didn't believe Dongfang Tao'an's nonsense.
The Shenwu world is in a mess now, who still has the leisure to study beauty?
When they learned that Dongfang Tao'an had almost bought all the medicinal materials from the twelve peaks of the Zhongyu Continent, the administrators realized that the Starlight Pavilion had bought these medicinal materials not to make any beauty products at all, but to produce medicines!
The so-called medical beauty company in the cold water area is probably selling dog heads on the head of a sheep. On the surface, it seems that it is developing medical beauty products, but in fact, it is secretly developing and manufacturing drugs.
However, what does Starlight Pavilion want to do when it manufactures so many medicines?
The scientific research weapons of the Shenwu Realm have developed rapidly, and the battle has long evolved into a contest between scientific and technological weapons, and in this environment, the losses of the fighters will also be minimized.
Take 10,000 steps back, even if those combat weapons have defects and have lost their combat effectiveness.
Then, the super strong will also rush to the forefront of the battle.
Although everyone already knows, the appearance of the supernatural ability is a conspiracy of extraterrestrial meteorites to deprive the Divine Martial Realm of its natural elements. However, how many people are willing to emulate the Stygian Maple and self-destruct their abilities?
It is precisely because of the refusal of the super-powerful to self-destruct their alien abilities that the class contradictions between the Zhongyu Continent and the Oriental Continent have become more acute.
At the end of the day, people are selfish.
These super-powerful people would rather meet the end with a carnival than sacrifice for the future.
Only the fighting of the civilian class required a large amount of medicine.
The super powerful people really fight, and the effect that medicine can play is very small.
So here's the problem.
Against this background, why did the Lord of Starlight Pavilion order the citizens of the Hanshui District to make medicines?
They couldn't figure out Xu Xingguang's mind at all, and they couldn't see through what would happen next in the Divine Martial Realm.
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At the same time that the rebel army on the Zhongyu Continent wiped out the remnants of the Ying family, the class war on the Oriental Continent also officially kicked off.
The battle between the super-powerful and the civilians has begun!
The common people in the 168 capitals of the Oriental Continent have taken up their guns and weapons, officially declaring war on the Super Powerful Organization and the Super Family.
As the leader of the alliance, Mo Dongchen has become the primary target of this class war.
The super family blames him for his incompetence, the super powerful people are completely disappointed in him, and the common people hate him even more.
Mo Dongchen's current situation can be called embattled.
But to make matters worse, he had to endure the pain of a head disease day and night.
"What about the ninth day of the East Month!"
"Where's my medicine?"
Since Mo Dongjun revealed the truth of Mo Dongchen's identity to the Divine Martial Realm, as well as the various crimes committed by the Oriental Alliance and the Dawn Society, Mo Dongchen fled from the Alliance Building as soon as possible.
Right now, he can only hide like a little mouse, hiding in the basement of Mo Dongjun's imprisoned tomb.
In the end, there was only one Cheng Shumo by his side.
"When will the ninth day of the East come!" Mo Dongchen hit his head against the wall in pain, he hadn't endured such a severe pain for many years.
Ever since he met Dongfang Chujiu, Mo Dongchen's head disease has been well controlled.
If he had known that the head disease would recur, he would not have let Dongfang Chujiu leave at all.
He wants to imprison Dongfang Chujiu, like imprisoning Mo Dongjun.
Cheng Shumo didn't feel good when he saw Mo Dongchen's uncomfortable appearance, he walked around the prison room anxiously, scratched his head and said, "Dongfang Chujiu doesn't know what's going on, and now he won't reply to my email at all!" ”
"Obviously, two days ago, she still answered all my questions, and asked me about my identity and the whereabouts of the child several times. In the past few days, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, completely ignoring me. ”
Cheng Shumo stopped and looked at Mo Dongchen, he said, "Alliance leader, you say, could it be that Helm Huo discovered our actions and put her under house arrest?" ”
Mo Dongchen was so tormented by a headache that he couldn't think at all.
He gritted his teeth and roared, "I want the ninth day of the East Month!" I want the ninth day of the Eastern Month! ”
Cheng Shumo stomped his feet, not knowing what to do.
"I'll email again!" Cheng Shumo tried to send another message to Dongfang Chujiu.
He had no hope.
However, a minute later, he actually received a reply from Dongfang Chujiu.
"She got back to me!" Cheng Shumo couldn't wait to open the mailbox.
Dongfang Chujiu: [I have arrived in the capital city, where are you?] Where do we meet? Where is my child? 】
"She's in the capital!" Cheng Shumo was overjoyed, "Alliance leader, Dongfang Chujiu has taken the bait!" ”
"Quick! Tell Hidden Shadow to bring her to me! ”
Mo Dongchen could feel that his spirit was about to be shattered, and if he didn't touch his medicine again, he would really die.
"Okay, I'll let Hidden Shadow bring her to you!"
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In late summer and early autumn, the weather in the capital city has cooled down.
Dongfang Chujiu wore a silver shiny windbreaker and stood on the lookout of the Capital City Air Station, where he could see more than half and a third of the Capital City.
In just a few months, the riots almost changed the appearance of the capital city.
The dense but orderly hovering train tracks in the sky, like spider webs, had been bombed by the civilian rebels and had broken off. The steel building was attacked and collapsed.
The ground was littered with craters left by bombs.
In deep space, patrol planes and bombers go back and forth, and Doomsday has already grasped the shoulders of the capital city, and can drag it into the abyss at any time.
This is completely different from the capital city in the memory of the ninth day of the Eastern Month.
It turns out that the capital city of the Oriental Continent is not invincible.
A man in a black jacket appeared next to Dongfang Chujiu, he was the man who had delivered food to Mo Dongjun for more than ten years.
Hidden Shadow looked at Dongfang Chujiu, stunned, and then said, "Madam, you are back." ”
Dongfang Chujiu looked at the hidden shadow and was also a little emotional.
"At the beginning, if you hadn't helped me escape, I wouldn't have been able to escape Mo Dongchen's clutches. Shadow, after so many years, you are still doing things by his side. Mo Dongchen didn't know that the Deadpool Hidden Shadow, who he trusted the most, would also betray him sometimes.
Hidden Shadow didn't explain, only said, "Sir asked me to take you to meet him." ”
"Lead the way."
The hidden image has something to say, but in the end there is still no sound.
He drove Dongfang Chujiu to Yun'an Cemetery, sent Dongfang Chujiu to the entrance of the cemetery, and looked at Dongfang Chujiu's resolute back, but the hidden shadow still couldn't help but speak.
"Madam, Mr. lied to you, he doesn't know the whereabouts of the little boy at all."
"It's a complete trap!"
Hearing this, Dongfang Chujiu's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned back to the hidden shadow and showed a relaxed smile. "I know, because, I've found my child."
"Found it?" Hidden Shadow was surprised, but also rejoiced for his wife.
Can.
"You've found the little boy, so why did you come back?"
Why?
Dongfang Chujiu hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes were cold, and he had the ruthlessness and determination of the toy pool battle doll 001.
"I'll come and send him to the western heavens."
After that, Dongfang Chujiu pressed his finger on the word 'dawn' on the tombstone and said softly: "Everything is for the dawn of the alliance. ”
Click!
The mechanism was opened, and Dongfang Chujiu's figure disappeared into the ground along the elevator and disappeared in front of the hidden shadow.
The shadow didn't go anywhere, just stood quietly by the tombstone.
The autumn wind blew in the night, and the wind carried a drizzle, and the rain and mist soon wet the hidden shadow's hair.
In the second half of the night, the wind blew fiercely.
With the sound of muffled thunder, the ground once again resounded with the sound of the mechanism activating.
Hidden Shadow looked at the ground for the first time, and saw that the ground was divided into two, the elevator was slowly rising, and the person standing on the elevator table was Dongfang Chujiu.
Her silver trench coat was splattered with blood, but her eyes were calm.
Dongfang Chujiu walked firmly towards the torrential rain, and the heavy rain quickly washed away the blood on her body.
Hatred is never diluted, washed away, or relieved.
The only way to let go of hatred is to pay the debt with blood.
The hidden shadow watched Dongfang Chujiu leave, and waited until he couldn't see the shadow anymore, and then went to the basement.
In the basement, Cheng Shumo was cut off from the major artery in his neck, and he fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.
And Mo Dongchen maintained Mo Dongjun's appearance until his death.
He died in a hideous state, without a single intact skin on his body, and a long knife pierced his chest, supporting his corpse, and knelt on the ground in a confessional position.
Hidden Shadow watched this scene and was silent for a long time before leaving the basement.
In the end, Mo Dongchen died in the cemetery he chose for himself.