Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

All of them knelt down, and with the crying of the man who finally came back to his senses, holding the small bag of corn that was more important than life, the sincere and surging words resounded throughout Shayu City.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

As for the person involved, Mo Jiujun, when he heard the slogan that resounded through the sky, his eyes, which were originally gloomy like the deep sea, were like a sunny day after rain, becoming clearer a little bit until they completely returned to the past.

Looking up at the back of the man in white not far ahead, recalling the scene just now, Mo Jiujun suppressed all the amazement in his heart, and in the bottom of his heart, he chewed the familiar name lightly.

Environmental dust.

109. Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself 12

After the turmoil, Chu Jingran soon knew what kind of guilt he had captured countless times.

The matter started a month ago. After the death of the general who defended the city, the deputy leader led the soldiers to retreat to Shayu City, and defended desperately on the last line of defense of Wei Linguo. However, due to the siege of the city, the battle report could not be transmitted in time. Passing to St., the defenders encountered the biggest problem, food and grass.

He couldn't even eat enough, how to meet the enemy, how to resist, how to hold on until the reinforcements came, and when the deputy leader was at a loss and was planning to go on a diet for all the soldiers, suddenly one morning, Yu Duqun's mansion Before, they received a special gift - food.

Thousands of catties of grain are piled up at the gates of the entire Duqun Mansion. They are composed of various grains. They include millet, grains, corn, sweet potatoes, and even none that are dug out from the ground and dyed. Soggy mashed potatoes.

There was a letter above, and after reading the not-so-long letter, the deputy leader hugged the letter and wept loudly on the spot.

All of you are the heroes of my Shayu City, protecting us old and weak women and Confucianism. We can’t fight, we can’t do our best. Dig out the food in the house and the food in the field, and dedicate all the food to you as heroes.

These grains were collected collectively by all the people in Shayu City, each family saved them for the winter, tightened their belts, and all the soldiers swallowed this kind of food with tears in their eyes.

The people and soldiers in the city thought that reinforcements would arrive in time, but everyone was wrong.

No reinforcements.

The signal of the dead, like a silent plague, quickly spread to the entire city of Shayu, because even though all of them united and contributed their best strength, no one came to rescue them from the beginning to the end. abandoned.

The invisible plague eats away at all people's thoughts like gluttony, and people begin to despair, be selfish, and even rob.

Surviving may be their last and only instinct and thought.

After hearing these words, the two of them couldn't be calm for a long time. After Mo Jiujun dismissed the army commander, there was a long period of silence in the room. Until a long time, Mo Jiujun finally asked the question in his heart.

"How do you know what he wants is food? Not anything else?"

After a moment of silence, Chu Jingran said softly, "Eyes."

Mo Jiujun raised his eyes reflexively, and just met the eyes that the other party looked at from the side. Chu Jingran opened his thin lips and said softly: "People can use body, movement and language to hide any real emotion, but except Eyes, that is the window to the soul, through which we can see many things, including the most...true heart."

No. 520: I'll give you 99 for this pretense, just for fear of your pride.

Those eyes not far away are as quiet as water, penetrating like the bottom of a pond.

In this quiet and excessive situation, not far away, Mo Jiujun suddenly approached two points, looked at the pair of cold eyes on the opposite side, and pursed his lips and said: "I found that my national teacher is getting smarter and smarter." gone."

His complete reflection was clearly presented in the man's deep eyes, and it felt like being confined in his eyes. Sensing the aggressive color revealed from the bottom of the man's eyes, Chu Jingran slightly retracted his eyelashes.

"As a minister, he should share the worries of the emperor."

The setting sun began to fall, and entered from the carving hub, a beam just fell on the face of the person in front of him. In his sight, his long eyelashes shone orange light at the moment of setting sun, and the light shadows fell on the jade-like eyelids , Zhang He's watery lips also seemed to carry an unknown temptation.

For some reason, Mo Jiujun suddenly felt impulsive.

Kiss it, the urge to taste it, whether it is like his master, as light as water, cold without any extra warmth.

Mo Jiujun doesn't like women, he doesn't like men, but this person seems to have a different attraction to him.

This is not the first time in just a few months that this strange rush of desire has come.

Suppressing the charm that suddenly came out of his mind, Mo Jiujun's eyes were as dark as ink, and after taking a deep look at the person, he turned around.