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Chapter 130 Moving

Under the loquat tree in the early morning, Mo Shoucheng felt infinite emotion in his heart.

For the Qin Dynasty and this heroic city, Gu Liren's death was not a big variable.

Gu Liren is the strongest practitioner in the world, but Bashan Sword Field is too far from Changling, especially from ordinary people in Changling.

For those ordinary people, even if he heard his legend, he was just the brightest star in the night sky. Although he was high and looked up, he was not as enthusiastic as a bonfire in Changling, and not as warm as a bonfire in Changling.

Over the past few years, the biggest variable for this dynasty and this heroic city lies in the rise of Jiaodong County.

The appearance of the girl in Jiaodong County who carries the ambitions of many people in Jiaodong County challenged the powerful families of Changling with an iron-blooded attitude, and also became the courage of the king on the sickbed to promote reform.

The king kept thinking about change.

But after all, an icebreaker is going to be.

Jiaodong County is such an icebreaker.

Even though the king had spent his whole life planning and preparation, the outcome was still unpredictable.

So he dared not die.

No matter how hard he worked, he always had to fight for his life on the sickbed.

But now, another amazing variable has emerged.

Wang Jingmeng's sword really stirred up a curtain of Youmeng.

Whether it is Qin, Han, Zhao and Wei, or Chu, Yan and Qi, there are many powerful practitioners.

There is no shortage of powerful practitioners who can Pingcheng with one sword in any era.

In the eyes of these emperors and generals, these practitioners are just precious wealth of the dynasty and weapons for them to gain benefits.

However, now, an absolute alien has emerged.

Wang Jingmeng's sword is not only powerful, it can also stir people's hearts.

His sword, when he first arrived in Changling, made the Qin people understand that swords were used to pursue fairness.

Until now, his sword has let the Qin people know what courage is, and has made the Qin people proud of their bravery and their pursuit of fairness.

And this morning, the sword emitted a more intense brilliance.

While it reaps the victory of the external practitioners, it also reaps the admiration of countless practitioners from their hearts.

It is not easy to live in a majestic city.

Who are the practitioners in Changling?

Especially those old-fashioned and elderly practitioners, how could they respect a domineering young people? How could they respect a foreigner from their hearts?

Over the years, every heavy rain has caused the bodies of several amazing young practitioners to rush out of the River of Dead.

But now this sword makes them bow down.

And the owner of this sword, Wang Jingmeng from Bashan Sword Field, just entered the fifth level from the fourth level.

The practitioners of the five realms have already opened

It was time for the practitioners in this city to worship.

...

There are many practitioners in the city wearing yellowish clothes.

They were also looking at the direction of the River of Dead from afar.

Their clothes represent Jiaodong County in this city.

Because of this outfit, they may cause death at any time when walking in this city.

They are not afraid of death.

They have seen many things that are more unbearable than death.

They can die.

But not wanting to die is of no value to Jiaodong County.

They also think that one day in many years, many people like them who are dressed in Jiaodong County can look at the rest of the city leisurely and disdainfully like the powerful people in Changling.

In the past few months, most of them have become dissatisfied and doubted about Zheng Xiu, who appeared in the city in an extremely glamorous manner.

But now, this dissatisfaction and doubts have all turned into shock and awe.

What happened today reminds everyone in Jiaodong County that Zheng Xiu’s efforts to these people in Bashan Sword Field are worth it.

...

He Xiu was lost for a long time.

He also broke through the realm.

However, breaking the realm did not bring him any joy.

His vision was a little blurred.

Because he felt that all the Qin people were cheering and shining in the eyes.

The banks of the Dead River are dazzling.

That majestic city was even more dazzling.

"I lost."

His eyes began to sting.

He bowed deeply to Wang Jingmeng, and then said in his heart: "I'm sorry."

Unlike Daqin.

The political situation in Chu has long been stable.

The Chu Dynasty has opened the curtain of its prosperous era.

He is a friend of Emperor Chu and is also the most trusted aide of Emperor Chu.

He knew very well that the luck of a city lies in people.

He wanted to break Changling's luck.

However, he failed.

What he saw was a glowing city, a city that was changing at an astonishing speed.

He could not defeat Wang Li in sword skills and practice, so all he could do was to return to Chudu at the fastest speed.

He would use all means to let Emperor Chu start a war against Qin as soon as possible.

Chu could not give Qin time to grow, nor could he give this young practitioner and the city enough time to grow.

In an ordinary carriage parked by the Dead River, the night owl looked at Wang Jingmeng and He Xiu through the gaps in the curtains.

He slowly exhaled.

Some decisions involve too many people's life and death, and may even have to pay

His own life, but today's result, has become the only straw that cuts off the doubts in his heart.

...

In Changling City.

There are many small boats coming and going in a small river with many locust trees on both sides of the river.

Many vegetable farmers' fresh vegetables were transported from the fields in the distance by boat and sold out quickly on the small pier around the river.

Zheng Xiu sat quietly in a black boat.

She listened to many trivial voices of family matters.

For a pure practitioner, this is an irrelevant voice.

But for a real powerful man, she must have some time to listen to the voices at the bottom of the city.

The result of the Dead River was soon mixed with such a sound and it came into her ears.

This result was even better than she thought.

She just spent a short time thinking, and then whispered to the boatman who was driving the boat: "After He Xiu leaves Changling, don't let him return to Chu territory."

The boatman nodded.

"I heard that Ye Xiao fell in love with a woman."

She continued, "Let her die, and then the Nangong family will be finished."

At this time, she suddenly paused.

In her sight, a young practitioner in white dressed in snow appeared.

The young practitioner was very clean, but looked particularly cold.

She was a little surprised.

She knew who the young practitioner was, but she thought that the young practitioner was also in the Dead River today, but she would not expect to see the practitioner walking in the riverside alleys in the city.

"What is Chacha Baili Suxue doing in such a place."

She thought seriously for a moment and then said.

She decided to kill He Xiu and let the woman Ye Xiao loves to die. She only took a few breaths to make a decision, but it took her longer to make this decision.

Because she knew very well that this person had a different relationship with those in Bashan Sword Field.
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