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Chapter 36 The strongest and the weakest

"Why haven't I heard of him before?"
"The real killer is always nameless."
Tang Xuanming sighed. Judging from the successive reports from Mohist disciples, Moyu Qilin has not been discovered at all.
This is the true king of the night, hidden in the darkness, watching everything with a pair of cold eyes.
It can be said that this being really possesses the strength of almost the best killer in the world. Even when he was discovered to have invaded, there was no way to find out his identity, and he also continued to attack in such a rampant manner. If this continues, the Mo family is panicked and still...
It will collapse before Qin's real attack.
"It's really hell-level difficulty. The Eternal Emperor really makes people don't even have the courage to stand in front of him."
Tang Xuanming sighed secretly in his heart, looking at a group of people who looked a little horrified, looking at the people around him in confusion, he made an excited look, and said in an passionate tone: "Originally, this assassin is flawless, but I have some problems in the outside world.
I have been here for many years and have learned about his corresponding deeds. Now that he has shown his traces, there is no way he can wreak havoc like before."
"Although his appearance and moves can be transformed into the same as others, there are differences in various aspects after all. As long as it is a familiar person, you can confirm it twice. There is no need to worry too much."
Despite Tang Xuanming's comfort, the group of people looked at the people around them strangely, and no one could be sure that the people around them were still the same people.
This situation forced Tang Xuanming to make a serious statement. He took a deep breath and said: "Our top priority now is to deal with another matter, an matter that may cause the Mohist government city to fall."
"whats the matter?"
Gao Jianli, the nominal number one master of the Mo family, asked. He still didn't trust Tang Xuanming enough, and his tone seemed a little harsh.
Tang Xuanming took one more look at him and decided to give him small shoes in the future, and leave the most dangerous task to Qin to you.
But there was no sign of it on his face, instead he showed a smile that was as refreshing as spring breeze. His words were upright and calm, and there was no emotion at all.
"Someone poisoned the Mo family's water source."
"What, poison?"
Xue Nu covered her mouth and exclaimed, the Mohist government city was built on mountains and rivers. The most commendable aspect of the former Mohist ancestor was that the entire Mohist government city was powered by water.
With the help of countless gears and transmission devices, the Mohists accomplished this incredible achievement. This entire miraculous city was built on countless mechanisms. In future generations, Tang Xuanming would not be surprised to achieve such an achievement.
The future is a world of miracles. As long as the funds are in place, all miracles can be created, including heaven and earth.
But today, more than 2,000 years ago, accomplishing all this can be regarded as a miracle.
"It's simply magical technology. This kind of technology must be in your hands."
"Yes, all the water sources in the entire Mohist government city have been poisoned. The poisoner put the poison into it from the central hall, and with the flow of water, it spread throughout the Mohist government city."
"The original strength of the Mo family has become a weakness. If it is not dealt with in time, everyone may die."
All the people present had strange expressions on their faces. Gao Jianli whispered twice into Thief Zhi's ear, and the figure known as the Thief Saint disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
Even with Tang Xuanming's eyesight, he couldn't see his figure. This Thief Saint's Qinggong was truly astonishing.
"Thief Zhi has already gone to collect water sources from various important roads. He will hand them over to Miss Rong for inspection. With Thief Zhi's Qinggong, it won't take long for him to come back."
Gao Jianli explained that since he was standing next to Master Ban with a sword, he was on guard against the mysterious black jade unicorn.
Tang Xuanming smiled and played with the non-attack in his hand casually. The non-attack continued to change in his hands, sometimes turning into a crossbow, sometimes turning into a shield, and sometimes turning into a sharp sword.
This is one of the highest inheritances of the Mohist family. It is known as the supreme weapon of the Mohist family. It has been perfected by generations of Mohist giants. Tang Xuanming is not sure how many functions it has.
Xue Nu looked at Tang Xuanming's side indifferently. She was very curious about the giant Ling He Fei Gong in his hand. She wanted to take action several times, but at Gao Jianli's signal, she suppressed the impulse.
Master Ben was in low spirits and could barely watch all this, but the excessive blood loss and physical pain prevented him from thinking seriously. He could only become a decoration-like object, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere did not last long. Thief Zhi quickly returned and brought several clay pots to Duan Murong.
This thieves saint with a tuft of yellow hair on his head teased Duan Murong with a playful smile. Duan Murong, who had the mirror lake medical fairy, didn't pay any attention to him. He just kept a cold face and carefully checked the situation in each water source.
After a moment, she stopped what she was doing and raised her head under everyone's concerned gazes.
Gao Jianli hesitated to speak, and Master Ban also looked at her expectantly, waiting for her answer.
Everyone was nervous, but Tang Xuanming was the calmest. In this tense situation, he began to practice the Mohist breathing method.
Breathing three times and spitting out seven times, again and again, under pressure, can always make people concentrate their energy best. Of course, it is also the biggest test for people.
"You are a little late in practicing. If you want to achieve something, you will inevitably have to endure greater hardships. Ten years to sharpen a sword is for those with extremely talented people. You are walking behind, and you want to be the one who comes after you."
If you want to succeed, you must take the wrong path and hone yourself in the most difficult circumstances..."
Gai Nie's words vaguely echoed in Tang Xuanming's ears. The advice given by this number one swordsman in the Qin State, who could also be regarded as the number one swordsman in the world, was always the most pertinent.
"I want to be strong, as fast as possible."
"Then you are destined to take the most difficult road. There are no shortcuts on the road to the strong, only drops of water can penetrate the stone."
Gai Nie is like a cold sword, his words rarely fluctuate, as cold as the rainbow in his hand.
Gai Nie's reputation is the best anyone has ever seen during the reigns of Tang Xuanming and Tang Dynasty. As the number one swordsman under the throne of Qin, Gai Nie deeply knows how terrible it is to defect to Qin, but he still has no hesitation for a promise.
Did it.
With this alone, Tang Xuanming dared to rely on him, and even fed Gai Nie the life-saving roast meat many times.
Gai Nie can be said to be the biggest golden figure on the road to fight against Qin. He has always had negative buffs on him, and he is almost never at his peak. But it is him like this who killed 300 of Qin's strongest troops, and
Chapter completed!
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