Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 259 The glory belongs to you

  The fifty-fourth year of Yuanfeng in Qili Period, Yang Guo will definitely remember this year.

  Even not just Yang Guo.

  In June of this year, a terrible disaster broke out.

  The starting point of the black disaster was Jiacheng, and then it spread to Yuecheng...and even the whole territory.

  Every time a black disaster erupts in history, countless deaths and injuries have been caused. For ordinary people, it is a catastrophe.

  Of course, transcendent monks can always surpass these disasters.

  This is the meaning of transcendence.

  It is Rongguo who really made the disaster in Yangguo public.

  In Yinguang City, a border city adjacent to Rongguo and Yangguo, three patients who have been infected by the disaster appeared.

  Yinguang City is not a system in which the lord is responsible. As a border city, the garrison general holds the highest power in the region.

  The name of the garrison general of Yinguang City will be remembered by people for a long time, and will firmly nail Yang Guo's military and political affairs on the pillar of shame!

  His name is Jingye. After knowing that three people died of the same disease in the city under the treatment, he went to investigate in person and quickly determined that it was a disaster. Martial law was immediately enforced and the entire city was sealed off, effectively preventing the spread of evil into the territory of Rongguo.

The fire of   Liaoyuan ends at the Rong National Boundary Monument.

  Under Jingye’s decisive measures, only five people died in the entire Yinguang City.

  And after investigating all the people who had contact with the three deceased in Yinguang City, Shizuo discovered that the source of this misfortune was an old man who entered the country from Yang and was suspected of being a spy.

  He believes that this is a private means by Yang Guo, which secretly reveals evil and intends to infringe on Rong Guo.

  Following this line, he was found to be from Yuecheng, Rizhao County, Yangguo.

  But within the territory of Yuecheng...there is already the deceased Lianqianmo.

  Jingye reported the situation under investigation, Rong Guo will soon announce the world, and announced the blockade of the border between Rong and Yang.

  The world is shaking!

  This day is June 13th.

  The Jiacheng side, but it was only on June 14th that the list announced the wreckage, and officially went to the Yang Court to ask for help.

  Yang Ting also issued a letter of credence on June 13 to condemn Rong Guo’s malicious slander, saying: "Private means harm the state."

  By June 14th, I finally started to face the situation squarely and immediately sent people to investigate.

  The city lord of Jiacheng was beheaded in the street, which would surely cause an uproar on weekdays. At this extremely chaotic moment, it did not attract too many people's attention.

  Because at this time, after Yang Ting investigated, it was surprisingly discovered: Wu Mi has spread throughout Rizhao County, spreading to Akao County, and forcing Hengyang County where the capital is located!

  The three prefectures of Yang Country are all disturbed by black misfortune.

  ……

  ……

  In the main hall of the magnificent underground palace.

  The Saint Lord of the White Bone Dao sits on a high chair, his complexion calm.

The Bone Envoy stood under the steps, with a respectful tone: "Holy Lord, the plan is almost done. Our people have succeeded in spreading the evil. It is a small country in the Eastern Region, selected by its subordinates, and it is tens of thousands of miles away from us. The court couldn't think of us acting there, nor would the people of the Eastern Region think that it would involve our bones. Even if they guessed it, it would be impossible to find us!"

   "I, say, plan, plan, finish, complete, later, again, inform, know, me."

  The Holy Lord takes a single meal, but it is plain without ups and downs, no emotions, only endless indifference and coldness.

  "Yes. The subordinates are convicted." The bone messenger said humblely: "Because the matter involves the divine master's plan, the subordinates will inevitably be cautious. Many times they dare not make decisions..."

   "Things, love, uncertain, fixed, no, promise, again, disturb."

  The way the Holy Lord speaks makes people sound uncomfortable. Every word is not up and down, hanging in the most uncomfortable position of the listener.

  Can't see Zhang Linchuan's expression under the mask, but he respectfully bowed and saluted: "Oh, yes."

  Because he lowered his head, he could not be caught with a smile in his eyes.

  When the bone messenger retreated, the whole hall fell silent again.

  It's been a long time.

  The Holy Lord suddenly said: "The glory belongs to me, and it belongs to you."

   Naturally a lot this time.

  But there was no response.

  The expression of "Holy Lord" seems to never change, and his eyes never fluctuate.

   But if someone takes a closer look, they can still see subtle differences in emotions.

  Two eyes, one is indifferent, the other is calm.

  ……

  Walking in the long corridor swaying by candlelight, with constant footsteps, knocking out the sound of loneliness.

  Zhuang Gaoxian sits in Xin'an, the capital city with the strength of the cave realm, and Du Ruhui relies on the magical powers to patrol the surroundings. As long as he knows the information, no one can escape.

  Another disciples from the elite school participated in the killing, and Zhuang Guoxia, as if using the killing of the bones as a means of military exercise.

  Today's white bone road has almost been uprooted in the territory of Zhuang State.

  Only a few of them are still lingering.

  But no matter whether it is the Holy Lord, the elder, or the messenger, no one feels desperate.

  Even Du Ruhui, who presided over the killing, had to admit that this group of cultists had an extremely tough will. Even if they are burned to ashes, one must be careful about the possibility of their re-ignition.

  Return to the side hall of living alone.

  Zhang Linchuan stretched his left hand flat, and above his palm, there was a round mirror held up by two bones.

  The mirror surface was white, and after about three breaths of time, a glamorous and incomprehensible face appeared.

  The scene behind her is so beautiful that she can’t really see it.

   "Master Saint." Zhang Linchuan smiled and said, "Where are you?"

  Miaoyu also smiled, and this smile seemed to brighten up the entire dark underground palace: "Where do you want me to be?"

  "As a faithful believer of the bones, I certainly hope that you will come back and help our Supreme Lord. The ideal of establishing the kingdom of God and ushering in the age of the bones will be completed as soon as possible."

  "Why don't I want to?" Miaoyu said with a bit of grudge: "But I want to help him, and I want him to rest assured. Is he willing to let me help him?"

"Hahahaha." Zhang Linchuan finally laughed out: "Perhaps it is not unwilling, but not dare. Wang Changji is really good, so he can't let the gods relax for a while. I ignored it before, there is such a thing in Fenglin City. character."

  "Hundreds of thousands of people died, and the whole territory became extinct. Those who survived by chance, there will always be a few who will take their wishes and succeed in their luck." Miaoyu's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she thought of.

   "Yes, there is another Zhu Weimei, which really surprised me. I used to think that his invincible aura was just because he was in shallow water and had not encountered violent waves, which is really ridiculous. Now..." Zhang Linchuan was amazed.

Miaoyu did not continue the topic, but turned to say: "At that time, Wang Changji resisted more than ever, and Du Ruhui stepped in to erase the mark of the bones, and Huangfu looked at him clearly, Zhuang Gaoxian supported his wounded body in the dark. Seeing that the gods can't do anything, he deliberately left Wang Changji to escape, dragging the entire Fenglin city area into a gap in the netherworld, attracting attention. In fact, it is to complete the birth without interference, and then seek the resurrection of the kingdom of God."

   "So, according to your observation." She asked: "It's been so long, but the **** hasn't done it yet?"

"It seems that the Holy Lord really broke your heart, and your tone of voice is not a bit regretful..." Zhang Linchuan asked in return: "The saint is pure and innocent, pure and pure, save all living beings, and spread justice. The ideal from childhood to grandeur. What does it feel like to be erased?"

  "Neither you nor I live by ideals."

"Yes." Zhang Linchuan sighed: "What do you say, "Holy Lord, God and Lord govern and respect together, Holy Lord guards the world, God Lord lives in Netherworld." It turned out that it was just a scam from beginning to end. Daozi is just a container for God Lord to come to the world. The so-called awakening of Daozi is only completely wiped out by the divine lord. The divine lord is the divine lord, and the divine lord is the divine lord..."

  Miaoyu interrupted him: "I don't think you are someone who cares about this."

   "No, I have to care."

  Zhang Linchuan smiled gently and again.

  But he did not intend to explain.

  (End of this chapter)