Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

In Luoyang City, there are thousands of households, bustling streets, and a large city with a population of nearly ten million. Even after dark, the lights are still bright, just like daytime.

In a guest room, Mu Yaoxi was working late at night, carefully studying the latest report in his hand, thinking about what to do tomorrow and what to do next.

Since she took over the Shence Mansion, she cooperated with the Shenwu Division and the Wusheng Pavilion to thoroughly investigate the Xiling King Rebellion. After nearly thirty days, one family after another was involved, and her office location was also moved from Yanjing. To the north, he moved to Luoyang City where Xuantiansi's center was located.

Now, she is like an executioner holding a knife to cut Xuantian Si's flesh. Every time she writes, every time she cuts, she has to cut off a piece of rotten flesh... There have been a lot of cuts, but it seems that she still can't see it now. To the bones, or have seen the bones, and even the bones have rotted away.

Ren Nanbei is responsible for killing people, but he doesn't understand many things. There are too many things involved. Every time he uses the knife, he has to think carefully. Most of the staff work falls on her shoulders, which is often the case. insomnia.

Not only was Xuantian Division hit by a major earthquake, the changes within Yanjing were also quite obvious. A series of personnel transfers proved that this was a troubled time... and vaguely, news about Bai Yujing's death had begun to spread. It's not even a secret thing.

Although it has not yet become known to the public among the people, there are already rumors spreading among the ten divisions of Daxia, which cannot be suppressed at all.

Mu Yaoxi held her forehead, thinking about which names to cross out next...

There are many sects in the Xuantian Division, and the importance of Canglong Qisu is self-evident. Now that the evidence is not conclusive, if you have to cut the knot quickly, you have to be mentally prepared to be bloody. And she has already Cooperating with Ren Nanbei to kill too many people, his anger became more and more intense, and he gradually became too lazy to think... Even if there is no conclusive evidence, it is not difficult to see whether he is the accomplice of King Xiling, why bother to find evidence so hard?

At this time, a cool night breeze blew on her face. Mu Yaoxi raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the figure sitting on the window sill. There was a hint of floral fragrance in the air.

"...Master." Mu Yaoxi was about to get up.

"Sit down." Hua Danlei pressed her palms softly: "At this time, you should also rest. Some things cannot be rushed."

"Because some people are too cunning and are willing to cut off the tails of geckos." Mu Yaoxi sighed: "It is a pity that there is no law of the Nine Yi Clan in Daxia now."

"The cool official has spoken." Hua Jie said calmly: "I also know that you are depressed, so when I came, I brought you a greeting gift."

"Etiquette?" Mu Yaoxi noticed that Hua Splash's hands were empty.

The Flower Saint pointed out the window, and Mu Yaoxi took a look and suddenly found six heads hanging outside the window, wrapped in black bags, as weird as human-headed balloons.

Seeing this refreshing and even cruel scene, Mu Yaoxi smiled and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, master..."

These people are all elders or mainstays in the sect. It is not easy for Ren Nanbei to deal with them, and it is difficult to even catch clues.

But Hua Chunlei killed him as soon as he said it, without having to think about it that much... This is the privilege of being a saint. Kill him first and then tell him, or even kill him without telling him.

"Don't get me wrong, I saw them sneaking around, so I went over to chat with them. They thought they were wronged, so they felt very ashamed and cut off their heads as an apology." Hua Jinglei said calmly and domineeringly: "But It was not my hand."

Mu Yaoxi knew that the master was venting his anger on her.

"It's just that from now on, you have to tell them these truths yourself." Hua Chunlei changed the subject and said, "I'm leaving."

"The Taiyin Demon Realm broke out, and the subsidence area of ​​the Border Shadow World began to expand."

"It is difficult for the border guards in border areas to resist the undercurrent caused by the shadow disaster."

"The Panyan Army has begun full mobilization, and three armies are rushing to the front line."

"The transfer order from Wu Sheng Pavilion has also been issued. We have to suspend the work at hand. After tonight, we have to rush to the front line immediately and obey Chen Buhuan's deployment. I don't know how long we will guard the border this time."

"Yan Wuji and I have to go to Yumen Pass."

Mu Yaoxi was shocked when she heard the news.

Yumenguan is like the gate of Daxia.

Canonized and guarded the country... In just a few days, the situation has deteriorated to this point?

Mu Yaoxi's Mu family is also a military family. She has served in the Panyan Army all year round. She naturally has a military background. She only heard her grandma mention the news that her grandpa might return to the military two days ago, but she didn't expect it to come so soon. .

"Don't be too nervous. Although it is coming fiercely, blocking the undercurrent should not be a big problem." Hua Splash said: "Over the past hundreds of years, there have been more than fifty recorded confrontations between Daxia and the undercurrent. Even if the scale is large, Daxia has blocked them all. Now that Daxia's national power is at its peak, there is no reason why it can't be blocked. Moreover, this time the Star Observation Department has determined that the source of the undercurrent is in the Taiyin Demonic Territory. As long as..."

Having said this, Hua Sheng paused and interrupted his subsequent speech.

Mu Yaoxi then added: "As long as Luo Hu and his followers can suppress the Taiyin Demon Realm in time, then this undercurrent of turmoil will not last long at all and will be just a flash in the pan like the earth dragon turning over."

This 'as long as' is spoken, it has an intriguing meaning.

As long as Luo Hu works harder, the undercurrent cannot continue, and many fewer people will die in the Panyan Army.

But for Mu Yaoxi, Luo Hou killed Bai Yu and became the one she hated the most... She swore to kill him countless times in her heart, but now the safety of Shenzhou depends on this person.

In fact, Luo Hou's selfishness is indeed related to the safety of thousands of lives. Shenzhou has been stumbling for hundreds of years and has come to a peaceful and prosperous era... He is fully qualified to claim that he has made an indelible contribution, guarding half of Shenzhou with a longbow.

Although Luo Hou did not do this for the sake of national justice, but only out of personal grudges and hatred, but in dealing with people, we should judge by deeds rather than by heart.

Hua Jianlei didn't know what to say, so he could only touch his disciple's hair gently... This is the reality, and it is impossible for everyone to have a clear position.

Mu Yaoxi didn't talk in depth, but told his master to take care of himself and return safely.

Hua Jianlei flew out of the window, and did not forget to take away the series of horrifying heads.

Mu Yaoxi sat back at the table, crossed out a few names at random, and turned to the next page. She might have to continue killing people next... Although she had dealt with a few rats, the remaining people were not easy to deal with. Once the Wusheng Pavilion was withdrawn, the Shenwu Division and Shence Mansion, which were no longer supported by the canonization, would lack deterrence, and there was a possibility that the other party would delay again and again...

She tapped the table with her fingers, took out her mobile phone, and sent a text message to the private chat group.

Hou Ren Yixi: Wusheng Pavilion was forced to evacuate due to an emergency. Do you want to speed up the progress? Go straight to the old nest?

Feng Xiaoxiaoxi: Where is the old nest?

Hou Ren Yixi: I have left an insider in Huajian Sect. If we put enough pressure on them, it should not be difficult to find traces of their conspiracy and seize the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Ren Er Dongxi Nanbei Feng: I agree.

Hague: Yes.

Long Jianquan: There is only one chance. Do it when you are sure.

People responded to the message one after another.

Mu Yaoxi waited for a while, but still didn't see any more messages, so she turned off the screen.

For more than a month, there was no news about Su Ruoli and Su Ruoji, as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth.

She thought Su Ruoli would want to avenge Bai Yu, but the disappearance of the two sisters seemed to be determined to retire from the world.

This reaction was a bit strange, but she didn't think too much about it.

Mu Yaoxi closed her eyes and rested for a while, and continued to work, with a lingering anger.

...

Outside Luoyang City, high in the sky, Hua Jianlei looked back at the thousands of lights below.

"We still have to hurry, we have to get to Yumen Pass before dawn, don't delay."

A strong man with fiery red hair in front reminded.

He was dressed quite stylishly, with the words "Daxia" written on the front of his green sportswear, and there was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows.

Yan Wuji, one of the four saints of the Martial Saint Pavilion, is Xiao Shuihan's uncle. Yan Wuji is also a rare handsome man. He was selected by the Shenwu Division and the Panyan Army for advertising just because of his face, and then his potential was discovered.

After being canonized, he no longer insisted on the image of a handsome man, and his various dresses became particularly casual.

Hua Jianlei raised her eyebrows slightly after hearing this urging: "Why urge? Women have many things to do, how can you urge them?"

Yan Wuji was hit by this punch and was unable to dodge, and almost slipped and fell off the cloud.

"The Xuantian Division is involved this time. If I don't leave a saint here to take charge, I always feel uneasy."

"According to this call, all the saints in the ten divisions of Daxia must go to the front line, so there will be no chaos here."

"Are the Taoists and Buddhists going too?"

"That's not clear." Yan Wuji asked, "Are you worried that this matter will involve the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?"

"..."

"Unless Daxia is gone, they should not have the courage to take action against the commissioner of this special event." Yan Wuji comforted him, "If you are worried, let these little guys be quiet, and wait until this dark tide is over before you have time to deal with them."

Hua Jianlei grabbed a cloud with her bare hands, as if she was holding a ball of cotton candy. She asked, "Where does the dark tide come from?" Taiyin Demon Realm, if Luohou really succeeded and got rid of Nvxie, then why would Taiyin Demon Realm still riot? Is it Tai Sui who is doing something? "

Yan Wuji: "King Xiling has become a dog that has lost his home, and he should not dare to show his head."

Hua Jianlei ignored Yan Wuji's slow reaction and continued to talk to himself: "Maybe Luohou didn't succeed at all? Maybe Nvxie didn't die at all?"

Yan Wuji said: "Baiyu Kyoto was killed by Luohou, how could Huang Qixia survive alone?"

Hua Jianlei said: "Maybe Huang Qixia is not Nvxie?"

"Is Luohou so easy to deceive?"

Hua Sheng always felt that she had grasped something, but it was confusing. She inexplicably felt that she shouldn't leave Luoyang like this, but she felt that the point was not here.

Unfortunately, as a canonized saint, she had responsibilities and had to obey the orders of the superiors and go to Yumen Pass to guard the border.

Stepping on the clouds, the two canonized saints left the sky above Luoyang.

...

Beijing.

Martial Saint Pavilion.

Sword Saint Huo Qiushui finished washing up, holding his sword and slowly walked out of the pavilion. As soon as he walked out of the door, he ran into Miu Tianji wearing a pair of sunglasses.

"You look at people with sunglasses, what? Are you not willing to see people's hearts? Are you pretending to be blind?" Huo Qiushui scolded this "young man".

Miu Tianji took off his sunglasses, revealing his dark blue left eye socket: "Don't tell anyone."

"How did it become like this?" Huo Qiushui thought that Miu Tianji was also a fifth-level person. Borrowing the luck of the dynasty to practice was the characteristic of his lineage. As the supervisor of the Stargazing Department, with the blessing of Daxia's luck, his strength was not weaker than the fifth-level.

"Retribution." Miu Tianji sighed: "I tried to calculate the secrets of the sky, but ended up pitting myself. I will have no luck in the next six months..."

No luck means that the luck is zero, and everyone in the world has basic luck. If you have no luck, you are either a stone or you are plagued by bad luck.

Miu Tianji's dark blue left eye socket was because he stepped on dog shit and fell down halfway. As a result, he touched the butt of a fifty-year-old woman passing by and was beaten by the other's son.

This punch was not very heavy, but it hurt Miu Tianji's self-esteem.

It's like a mathematician who has been solving math problems all his life, and suddenly one day a math problem jumped out of the book and beat him up.

"What did you calculate?"

"Nüxie, Tai Sui, Tai Yin, Dark Tide..." Miao Tianji said: "I wanted to calculate too much. I thought it was like catching leaves under a tree. Even if one leaf fell, I would be satisfied. In the end, I left a big wet bird shit in my hand."

Huo Qiushui couldn't laugh and frowned: "Is it serious to this extent?"

"One hair can move the whole body." The supervisor of the Astronomy Department sighed: "The fate is entangled together, and something big is going to happen. The so-called one qi connects the branches is this situation. I have no luck. I have to stay in the Astronomy Department in the future. I can't go out in a short time. If I encounter a destiny Very high, even if the other party doesn't kill me, I will be tortured to death by bad luck. "

"Also, don't go to the front line. Don't mess around when you are old. Just stay in the capital. Even if the one in Zhonghu loses a hair, it will be a big deal."

Although Huo Qiushui had no intention of leaving the capital, Wusheng Pavilion had to stay to protect the safety of this place, but he couldn't help asking after hearing this: "Did you really not calculate anything?"

"This is not calculated." Miao Tianji said in a deep voice: "It's intuition... Oh my god!"

Just after he finished speaking, a football suddenly flew from the sky and hit him directly in the back of the head.

Miao Tianji hit his head on the door frame, and his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.

Huo Qiushui glanced at Miao Tianji, who had fallen to the ground and twitched, and sighed that it was the first time in so many years that he had seen this guy in such a tragic state.

He raised his hand and asked the disciples of Wusheng Pavilion to find two delivery boys to carry Miao Tianji back.

The reason for this trouble is that Huo Qiushui knows that the closer people with strong luck are to Miu Tianji at this time, the more likely they are to bring disaster to him; on the contrary, ordinary people without cultivation are relatively harmless to him... but there will definitely be situations in the middle of the process where the stretcher is carried and the victim is sat on by the buttocks, or Lin Chong's sister suddenly falls from the sky.

After sending Miu Tianji away, Huo Qiushui washed his hands three times to get rid of the bad luck, and at the same time, he secretly became alert in his heart.

"The Star Observation Department is the eyes and nose of Daxia. Now that Miu Tianji's luck has returned to zero... this eye is not flexible."

The Sword Saint also had a bad premonition in his heart. The more such variables are huge, the more major events will happen.

But he can't reverse the trend.

Even if he is canonized, he is just a temporary inn in the world.

Becoming a canonized saint is difficult for this world to tolerate.

The future direction that the Star Observation Department cannot see through, he has no good way alone.

Huo Qiushui held the knife, and his mood gradually calmed down. If he lives up to the knife in his hand in this life, what is there to be anxious about.

The Sword Saint walked slowly towards the middle lake.

…

Beiming Family.

Beiming Que knew that his aunt Beiming Yao had been in seclusion to break through to the Sainthood realm. He was worried that others would come to disturb him, so he came back and waited for Beiming Yao to come out of seclusion.

He sat at the gate of the courtyard outside the greenhouse for twenty days, and he was more filial than his own son.

As long as Beiming Yao broke through to the Sainthood realm, the twenty-seventh limit would be invalid.

It was a good thing for everyone in the Beiming family.

The entire Beiming family was in a closed-door state, and many people in the family moved to the other courtyard to live, for fear of disturbing the woman in the greenhouse.

Next to Beiming Que lay a big golden orange cat, yawning, and the cold air that escaped would freeze its hair. Every time icicles condensed, it would shake its head to shake off the ice, but it also stood at the door and refused to leave.

After waiting for more than 20 days, even the big orange Weizhong, who was a little fat like a chicken leg, began to lose weight, and became a puffy fat that looked thin after taking a shower.

Who says that only dogs are loyal?

A well-trained cat also recognizes its home and people.

Bei Mingque looked at the frozen greenhouse door and closed his eyes silently to regulate his breath.

He did not participate in the action of the Shen Ce Mansion this time, but he also joined the small group. He did not speak, but he also secretly understood what happened at all times.

Although Bai Yu never admitted that he was a member of the Bei Ming family, he died, and this revenge must be avenged.

Bei Mingque was not prepared to fight to the death with Luo Hou, and he lacked the strength and foundation, but the King of Xiling must die, there was no room for negotiation.

After turning off the screen of his mobile phone, Bei Mingque sat at the door and was in a daze. He didn't know how long he had to wait. He only knew that the longer the death barrier was delayed, the closer it would be to death. If Bei Mingyao could not come out within half a year, there would be little hope.

And he would have to stay here for a while longer.

Suddenly, a graceful and swaying figure appeared in front of me. It was Nangong Shan, the Haoyue of the previous generation.

Originally in charge of the Suzaku Hall, after the Shence Mansion annexed the Sixiang Hall, she took the initiative to withdraw, vacated her position, and sold a favor.

With her many years of management and connections, if she joins the Shence Mansion, although it will bring certain benefits in the short term, it will definitely be a hidden danger in the long run because her voice is too high... So someone in her thirties Nangong Shan took the initiative to abdicate, and it is said that during this period she began to prepare for the realm of canonization.

The Nangong family has not had a saint for a long time. Nangongshan's talent is good, but it is not enough to break through the sainthood.

Bei Mingque could sense that Nangong Shan had reached the peak of the fourth level at this time, and couldn't help but feel strange... She had really made a lot of progress. Has this woman changed her gender?

"Is something wrong?"

"Come and take a look." Nangong Shan waved the paper umbrella: "Don't you welcome me?"

"The four major aristocratic families have been good friends for generations, but now Beiming's family is in a special situation. I hope you can forgive me." Beimingque said it very politely, but he didn't even mean to mean it.

"I know you are a door god here. If I didn't get some news, I don't want to come and disturb you." Nangong Shan touched her belly: "I just pushed the Suzaku Kung Fu to the eighth level, which is one step closer to the ninth level, but look Lai Beimingyao may be able to become a saint faster than me.”

Bei Mingque raised his eyebrows, wondering where the confidence came from.

Immediately I felt something was wrong.

"Are you trying to say that you have been hiding your clumsiness all these years?"

"That's not the case, but I have been in business for so many years and have put in a lot of effort just to do a few businesses. Many of them were scrapped, but finally one of them worked. I see that there is a chance of becoming a saint." Nangong Shan smiled and said, "Women have many minds, and their cleverness must be used in the right place..."

"Who did you do business with?" Bei Mingque was not curious, but questioning.

Nangong Shan glanced in the direction of the greenhouse: "Some people don't want Beiming Yao to be canonized... I'm just here to remind you of this."

"What do you mean?" Beimingque stood up suddenly.

"Today's Beiming family is very dangerous, it can be said that it is as dangerous as an egg... Without Bai Yujing, you are already a bunker made of sand, and you have successfully built yourself into a piece of fat." Nangong Shan continued: "So Hunting is a matter of time."

Bei Mingque's face was as dark as water: "Are you one of them?"

"I am and I am not." Nangong Shan raised her index finger in front of her lips: "I didn't say that I can only do business with one of the parties, right? Someone else asked me to make this trip to bring you a message... Originally I want to hand it to Beiming Yao, but it seems there is no chance."

"Say." Bei Mingque held his breath.

"Bai Xinghe's disappearance is no accident. The source is Penglai." Nangong Shan sent a message.

Bei Mingque naturally knew something about the past. He stood up suddenly. What do you mean... Bai Xinghe's disappearance was not an accident? There are people behind the scenes in Penglai, and their goal is to cause conflict or even breakup between the Beiming family and the Bai family?

Nangong Shan continued: "Originally, Bai Yujing may not have died. Someone blocked him from entering Penglai, cutting off his way of life and retreat."

Bei Mingque couldn't sit still and was about to ask for more information. He immediately pressed his hands on Nangong Shan's shoulders, but the next moment he was blocked by the surging cyan fire.

"Calm down, Xiaoquezi." Nangong Shan opened the folding fan: "I'm just conveying a message... Now that I've finished speaking, you can think about what it is specifically. I won't stay. Maybe next time we meet, we will have to Fighting against each other."

"Wait a minute!" Bei Mingque shouted at her back: "Are you going to tear up the alliance between the thousand-year-old families just like this?"

Nangong Shan paused.

"Do you really think that I am the only one, only the Nangong family?"

"The Beiming family is nothing more than a certificate of surrender."

"Besides... Xiaoquezi, you must not forget that although you are in the capital, half of the heritage of this thousand-year-old family is in Penglai."

"Now that the world is in turmoil, the country's leader intends to elevate the status of Watch School. Therefore, the past two-sided approach no longer works. We all must make a choice as soon as possible. This has nothing to do with feelings, only interests and the future."

She said without looking back: "I hope you will be mentally prepared and prepare an escape route for the Beiming family as soon as possible."

Nangong Shan left.

Bei Mingque's heart felt cold.

Almost all the outstanding disciples of the four major families studied at Penglai College. In the past, he had never thought about the specific reason why. He only thought that this was normal. After all, it was human nature to choose a better college to study.

But most of the five colleges in Penglai have direct descendants from millennium-old families. This is very intriguing. Is it because they are really excellent, or is it because someone tacitly agrees?

It turns out that there has been a network in Penglai for a long time.

He targeted Bai Xinghe and Bei Mingyao many years ago, causing Bei Mingyao to drop out of school early, and his bloodline was damaged. Bai Xinghe's whereabouts are still unknown, and he has been missing to this day. This then caused Bai Potian to cause trouble in the capital, and he was forced to run away after being accused of the Ten Evils; Now it is blocking Baiyu's way of entering Penglai and blocking his way of survival...

There's no coincidence behind this, it's someone doing it secretly.

Who could it be?

Bei Mingque silently thought... could he be the owner of Penglai Island?

But if it is the Penglai Island owner who is number one in the top ten, I feel that there is no need to take such a complicated method... But if it is not the Penglai Island owner, who can it be?

Bei Mingque turned back and looked in the direction of the greenhouse.

It is absolutely impossible for Beiming Key, who is in a state of death, to end the retreat early. If he is not careful, he will fall short of the success.

He can't interrupt.

But staying here is also a dead end.

Bei Mingque covered his forehead, feeling that he was stuck in a deadlock, and he only hated his own inability to break the deadlock.

Perhaps, he could only seek help from others, if he could ask a saint to help him...

Bei Mingque thought so, but he was destined to be disappointed.

Oh, all the saints...