This is My Planet

Xia Guixuan praised secretly, feeling that this Gongsun Jiu is indeed a rare sober person.

Anyone would think that this kind of flying sword skill was done by the descendants of the gods. Originally, they all thought that, including Gongsun Jiu, but Gongsun Jiu didn't seem to be fooled, at least not directly.

It is true wisdom.

But Gongsun Jiu said in a low voice: Go and report to the head of state personally, everything is fine here, so don't be nervous. The others will follow me back to the military headquarters...

After a pause, he said to Xia Guixuan again: Captain Xia, come too...Thank you this time.

Xia Guixuan smiled: Since you call me Captain, it seems right to save you... If you want to thank, you can thank Ling Moxue.

He felt that Gongsun Jiu should really thank Ling Moxue this time. Without Ling Moxue insisting on himself and calling him three times silently, he really wouldn't have covered his spiritual thoughts to the capital, let alone saved people in time. So I took the opportunity to show credit for the little slave girl, and everyone's views on her should change.

As a result, Gongsun Jiu turned around with a stinky face and strode away: The military department's meritorious service is not ideal.

Grass?

This handsome guy has a bad temper... Why does Yan Wuyue think he is very nice?

At this moment, the leader grabbed a black-robed man and threw him to the ground. Ling Moxue also appeared at the same time, she wanted to salute but held back, she just said with a straight face: If the other party is locked, they will destroy their own souls, we failed to win the living.

Xia Guixuan nodded and smiled: It's nothing. Thank you for your hard work.

Ling Moxue felt very refreshed. From now on, she should act in front of others, with a stern face, and the master would say thank you. If you act behind others, you will lose everything, and you may have to kneel down, which is too miserable.

Xia Guixuan came to save people, of course it was the leader who arrested them.

Wuxiang is not crawling all over the ground, at least the opponent's assassin is not.

As long as it wasn't, the leader who was eager to get rid of the suspicion would risk his life and not let him run away, not to mention Ling Moxue's assistance, Xia Guixuan was still very confident about it.

Sure enough, I caught it. Although it is a dead body, it doesn't matter...

Gongsun Jiu didn't look at the black-robed man on the ground for the first time, but looked at the leader to the left and Ling Moxue to the right. After holding back for a long time, he wanted to ask something, and the words came to his mouth: What is the relationship between Mo Xue and our Captain Xia?

Xia Guixuan: ...

Ling Moxue: ...

Hierarch: ?

Is this something you, a marshal, should be concerned about when he sees an assassin being captured after a recent assassination? Did you just praise you for being sober?

Could it be that you look down on Ling Moxue on the surface and don't communicate with each other, but you are actually secretly in love?

Gongsun Jiu's face became more and more stinky: Let's not talk about gossip, bring all these prisoners to the military headquarters, so as not to be surrounded by the supporting army - let's understand some things by ourselves first. Mo Xue and this...girl, come too.

The reason is still there, why is it weird.

Xia Guixuan and Ling Moxue looked at each other, they both said that he had just been assassinated, and his mood was not right, so they didn't say anything, and followed leisurely to the military headquarters.

The leader silently followed behind with the captives, she didn't know what she was doing, she was not walking, it was even weirder to stay here, and she was like a little servant, others walked ahead, and she carried the captives and led the horses?

But the assassination of Gongsun Jiu is indeed one of the most serious political incidents on this planet. It’s fine if you did it yourself. If you didn’t do it yourself, you definitely don’t want to take the blame. As for how Father God will treat her in the future... She sighed and simply stopped thinking about it.

Arriving at the military headquarters soon, the army rushed out halfway. Seeing this situation, he was stunned. A general saluted and asked, Deputy Commander, it is said that the assassination...

Well, it's okay, let's close the team. Gongsun Jiu sent them all the way, and quickly led everyone into his deputy commander's office.

Standing at the door, he turned his head and told the guards: Guard the door, no one is allowed to enter, even if the marshal comes, block it for me!

The guard was stunned: Deputy Marshal, this...

Gongsun Jiu didn't explain much, took Xia Guixuan and others into the house, turned around and locked the door.

The leader looked a little itchy and wanted to make a move. This Gongsun Jiu is so big-hearted. A third-level fighter stands in front of Qianyuan, Wuxiang and Taiqing, with a blank expression on his face, as if he is the boss... It's a pity that I will never be able to do things in front of Father God, otherwise this is not a godsend opportunity? This Gongsun Jiu has no vigilance at all?

Sit down. Gongsun Jiu invited everyone to take their seats, but he didn't sit down. He looked down at the man in black and sighed, This is the magic robe of the Immortal Cultivator Association, that is, the Tiandao Sect, right?

Both the leader and Ling Moxue looked a little ugly: Well, he is the great elder of Tiandao Sect, a human monk at the peak of Huiyang.

It seems that he should be a descendant of the gods who instigated the spy who ambushed the human beings, right? Gongsun Jiu took off the assassin's robe, revealing an old face, took out an instrument in his hand and took a look, and soon the other party showed his fangs: Tsk, the descendants of the gods are disguised. This Tiandao leader is farsighted.

The leader looked extremely ugly.

Of course it was arranged like this, but the Great Elder was not arranged by her.

But the Great Elder is indeed a descendant of God.

People died again, this is almost the absolute lead to the immortality of humans and descendants of gods, as long as Gongsun Jiu is a little more irritable and instigates the Galaxy Fleet to retaliate wildly, Yuan Capital will not be able to stop it.

She immediately said: This has nothing to do with Tiandaoism, this person is also a traitor of Tiandaoism.

Gongsun Jiu stared at her closely: Why do you see that?

The leader said angrily, Because I am the leader!

... Gongsun Jiu blinked, and suddenly laughed: Dead people can't speak. I'm afraid it won't be easy for the leader to clear up this matter. Even if I am willing to believe it myself, I need to explain this kind of thing to my superiors.

Xia Guixuan finally spoke: Who says the dead can't speak?

All three turned to look at him, and Gongsun Jiu's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Xia Guixuan said lightly: I don't like to play with soul searching, but as long as I want to play, even a dead body can make him spit out everything.

The leader wondered: Since the soul has dissipated, how can we search for it?

Xia Guixuan gently stretched out his finger, and tapped on the forehead of the corpse.

Distorted ripples emerged in the void, and light and shadows flashed chaotically like rewinding.

I don't need him to have a soul, because no one in the world can escape time.

Back in time.

All the knowledge and experiences of the corpse before its death flashed in a mess, and then stitched together into a long film and television scroll, which gradually unfolded in front of it.

Not to mention that the leader and Ling Moxue were dazzled by this method, even Gongsun Jiu was a little terrified.

If Xia Guixuan had ambitions...

Forget it, he didn't.

He's just a person who doesn't seem to know what he's doing, but actually has a firm and consistent heart... a person who asks questions.

It's just that he is at a certain node in the path, so his actions seem a little strange. For example, sometimes steady and sometimes frivolous, for example, he should not be affectionate, but there are a lot of women around him...

But his heart is always bright.

Who is not a bosom friend?