My messenger is a little fox

"Master, Master, don't! What I said is true. It's true that only I can save everyone. Really..."

Zhao Yuheng cried bitterly and saw Qi Haoran's hand on his head. He could crush his head with just one blow. He even collapsed and shouted: "Master, no, no... Li Mocheng is coming, no me……"

Zhao Yuheng suddenly fell to the ground holding his head in pain. At the same time, a six-pointed star mark lit up on his back, and there was a small sword in the center of the mark.

"It's a secret mark! Master, get out of the way!" This mark was similar to that of a former pillar worshiper, so Li Yu recognized it at a glance.

Qi Haoran was well-informed, so he didn't need Li Yu's reminder. As soon as he saw the mark, his body started to move. In an instant, he brought Li Yu, who had not yet finished speaking, and Han Yan, who was stunned, behind a huge stone, and then offered sacrifices. A round shield magic weapon was released and a ray of light enveloped the three of them.

A violent explosion came from behind the boulder, and Li Yu felt that the entire alien space was shaking, and then countless pieces of gravel and dust flew in.

After the dust dispersed, Qi Haoran removed the round shield magic weapon and walked out of the big stone first.

When Li Yu and the two walked out of the big rock, they discovered that a large pit with a depth of more than ten meters had appeared where Zhao Yuheng had been. Countless rocks nearby had been blown away, and even the originally round stone body of the big rock they were hiding in had become Lots of potholes.

As for Zhao Yuheng, there has long been no trace, as if he never existed in the first place.

The three of them looked at the big pit in silence for a while. Who would have thought that a person who was about to be elected as emperor would be as dead as a dead soldier in Li Mocheng's eyes.

"You guys, go back to the mainland!" Qi Haoran said after a long time: "When you get out, take the fifth prince and leave."

"Master..." Li Yu and both of them were stunned.

Qi Haoran raised his hand to stop the two of them from talking and said, "In this matter, this villain should not have lied."

"Li Mocheng is here, and nothing in Nebula City can resist him now."

Qi Haoran looked a little weaker, and said with a hint of desolation in his tone: "Nebula City is my Nebula City, not yours. There is no need for you to stay and die. You and the fifth prince are both the heroes of this country. The revitalization of Dajin will need you in the future, but don’t waste it by staying here.”

"Master, I will not leave without the imperial court's order!" Han Yan's words were decisive and impeccable.

"Master, it is still unknown whether Li Mocheng will come. How can we run away just because of a piece of news?" Li Yu also advised, at least in the original work, this person never appeared in Nebula City.

Qi Haoran closed his eyes and pondered for a long time before saying: "You have no idea how terrifying the emperor is. Ordinary kings can't even catch a move in the emperor's field. I have competed with the emperor in the early years, and the pseudo-realm is The pseudo-realm cannot stand for even a minute in front of the real realm. It is no exaggeration to say that Li Mocheng alone is enough to massacre the entire city of Nebula City today."

"I'm saying this to tell you that your power has no effect in front of Li Mocheng. It's fine if Li Mocheng doesn't show up. Once he shows up, no matter what reason you have, you have to get out of Nebula City immediately. You can do it. ?"

Li Yu and Han Yan looked at each other and nodded heavily at the same time.

……

Among the mountains more than a hundred miles north of Nebula City, an old man in black robes stood on the top of the highest mountain.

The old man's face was calm, and he was looking in the direction of Nebula City, as if he was paying attention to the battle situation there, but he didn't seem to be.

The strong wind from the plateau blew across the mountain top, but it could not lift a piece of the old man's clothes. It was as if the old man was a part of the mountain top and remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the old man's arms.

The old man frowned slightly, reached into his arms and pulled out a broken jade plaque with the word "Zhao" clearly engraved on it.

"It's also a waste." Throwing away the jade token, the old man's figure moved slightly and flew towards Nebula City out of thin air.

The old man was extremely fast, flying nearly half the distance in only three or two minutes. But soon the old man stopped in mid-air, going from top speed to stillness in the blink of an eye.

In fact, the old man didn't want to stop, he just wanted to rush to Nebula City. Because stopping means the loss of time and opportunities, and wasting time and opportunities is the biggest sin for an old man over two hundred years old.

But the old man had to stop.

Because there is a pavilion made of thatch below.

This is really a very simple pavilion, simple and even a little crude, just like it was built casually by a child playing house. The materials are also the cheapest bamboo poles and white thatch.

But the existence of this thatched pavilion here is not simple.

This is an open flat land, and the wind is strong enough to blow away children. But the thatched pavilion seemed to be blown by the breeze, with only a few pointed thatch swaying gently.

The old man just glanced at the pavilion and then turned his attention to the big man eating wine inside. He knew very well that the reason why this thatched pavilion stood still was because of this big drunkard inside.

"Old seniors have been working hard on the road, why don't you come down and have a drink together?" The tall man in the pavilion, with a square face, was holding a wine bowl to invite him with a smile.

"In recent years, I only drink tea and not alcohol." The old man's expression remained unchanged.

"Since the old man appears here, he has already broken the rules, so why should he care about whether it is tea or wine?" The big man said with a playful smile on his mouth.

"If you use other people's rules, keep them. If they are useless, just use a piece of toilet paper. If you set your own rules, you must abide by them with gritted teeth." The old man was still expressionless.

The big man drank the wine from the bowl in one gulp, put his hands on his hands and laughed loudly: "Senior Li lives a clear life. But it is better to abide by some rules, because someone will really enforce them."

"Execution? You?" Li Mocheng sneered: "Are you, the majestic leader of the Demon Cult, also going to be Chu Xiaoer's dog?"

"Senior, you'd better go back! This is not a place for you to act wild." The big man said without any anger and leisurely filled himself a bowl of wine again.

"Ling Xiao, you are really getting better and better as you live! Two years ago, Little Chu kidnapped your lair. You led the crowd to resist, which turned the Chu family dynasty upside down and the emperor's star dimmed. At that time, no one was allowed to mention you. Thumbs up and say 'good man'. But now you have to stand up for your former enemy, which is really depressing."

Ling Xiao, leader of the Demon Cult, took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Senior, don't put a high hat on a certain family, let alone try to stir up trouble. I'm here just for the rules today. Although these rules were set with the participation of our ancestors, I still No one has the courage of my predecessors to dare to be the first in the world."

Li Mocheng snorted coldly and said: "Don't go around here and scold me for forgetting your ancestors. I'm just following the general trend. The world has been suffering for a long time, and someone will eventually take the lead in overthrowing the violent Jin. You, Master Ling, don't have the guts to stand up, but you can't. Don’t stop others.”