Qingqing did not come with blame.

When she came to see the Mustard Monk, she didn't feel any resentment in her heart. This girl who had seen all the difficulties in the world had a heart that could understand others.

Lao Lutou really taught her very well. After Shen Qiu took over, he generously gave her junior sister all the best things.

Let her grow up surrounded by warm emotions.

She did not disappoint Chen Qiu, nor did she disappoint anyone who had expectations for her, nor did she disappoint her parents who felt guilty.

Although I have not been able to grow up in my parents' arms since I was a child, I have not been able to act coquettishly with my relatives like other children, and I have not been able to have a family of three and live a stable life.

But Qingqing is happier than most children in this world.

She has two fathers, two very good and very good fathers.

"Senior brother said that Lin'an City will be rebuilt, and this city will shoulder a very important mission in the future."

In the courtyard, Qingqing wiped her eyes and said to the mustard seed monk who also wiped her eyes:

"I will stay here for a while, and then go to Guanzhong with my senior brother. The reorganization of Tiance Bureau is almost done. After that, I will part ways with my senior brother.

From Guanzhong, Central Plains, Qilu, and to start fighting for the world."

She said to the Mustard Monk:

"Dad, you and your senior brother want to continue to clear Penglai. I can't help with this. I can only continue to clear the world and destroy the evil formations everywhere in the world. In this regard, you can rest assured.

Just be sure to pay attention to safety and protect yourself.”

"Um."

The host of Nirvana Temple nodded. He said to his daughter with a very comforting smile:

"This time, my Qingqing appeared in Lin'an under the name of Great Chu. I think the heroes in the world must have their own decisions. After the destruction of the southern country, the disputes in the world have become a battle between you and the northern country.

In the battle formation, with the assistance of General Li Shouguo, I couldn't help, so I asked the monks in the temple to separate out several to protect my daughter."

"Okay."

Qingqing shrugged and said:

"I already have the Taoist priests of Chunyang Sect and the Jade Emperor Palace, the boxers of the Heluo Gang, and several female heroes from the Jianmen as inner guards. They are all stuffed by their senior brothers and the others, saying that they want to form a warrior guard.

Now that Nirvana monks have joined the great sects in the world. Although it is safe to be guarded by Sister Ah Qing, according to Sister Yaoqin, this is called "The World Returns to the Heart".

With your help, the Great Chu Dynasty can also make some calls in the martial arts world, which is not a bad thing."

"Hahaha, it's really much better to have this title."

The mustard monk laughed and said in a cheerful tone:

"Since ancient times, there have always been oppositions between the court and the people, and it has been normal for warriors to not obey the rules. Now my daughter has rebuilt the Great Chu, but she has opened up a new atmosphere of dynasty and turns opposition into cooperation. I think that in the future, this folk martial arts world will not be the source of chaos.

But Qingqing, what you said just now is that starting a war from the center of the world is to divide the world into two directions. Next, should we go north or south?"

"It doesn't matter."

Qingqing waved her finger mysteriously, and she blinked at the Mustard Monk and said:

"Senior brother and the others have already made arrangements. In fact, this is just a formality. What we want is the name of the orthodox Fan family. Both the north and the south have already had our people."

Speaking of this, Qingqing was full of energy. She raised her head, looked at the endless sky, and said in a sure tone:

"At most two years, the world can be unified. And this is just the beginning, and the real challenge is still to come."

The father and daughter had a conversation again, and Qingqing stood up and said goodbye and left.

After all, her identity is different now. She is no longer as leisurely as before. There are too many things waiting for her to do. There is no need to say much about the martial ethics of the Great Chu Army, but there are fewer civil servants.

Even though he borrowed some civil servants from the Tiance Army, after conquering Lin'an, Qingqing had to personally inquire about many things.

The mustard monk sent his daughter out of the yard. The self-blame and regret accumulated in his heart for many years were dispelled by his daughter's words. He felt a little more comfortable. When he walked out of the yard, Qingqing remembered something again.

She looked at her father and said:

"Dad, Zhao's family is in the temple, right?"

"Well, most of them are there."

The mustard monk nodded, leaned on the Buddha's stick and replied softly:

"It was the master's advice in advance that when Zhao Ming was a disciple of Taimiao, the monks in the temple took them out and placed them here. Unfortunately, the disaster of water and fire was inevitable just now, and more than a dozen innocent people were injured."

"Did Zhao Ming's newborn child be there a few months ago?"

Qingqing asked.

The expression of Mustard Monk changed a little.

He was also from the royal family. He knew a lot about what happened to the royal family of the previous dynasty whenever the dynasty changed. Seeing his daughter asking Zhao Ming's prince, the mustard seed monk suddenly had a bad premonition.

Could it be that my daughter wants to get rid of the roots?

My good daughter must not have such a ruthless mind, but she will be the king of the country in the future, and the emperor's mind is a must-have. Perhaps this is Shen Qiu's advice from the side?

With Shen Qiu's heart and character, he must be able to make such a decisive decision.

"Oh, Dad, where are you thinking about?"

Seeing that his father had a different expression, Qingqing guessed what he was thinking, and she hurriedly explained:

"Our Great Chu is orthodox. At this critical moment, we are about to return the world to our hearts. How could we do such a murderous thing like the Zhao family?

I just want to take the child away and persuade someone.”

"Weihou?"

The Mustard Monk immediately reacted.

He nodded and said:

"Weihou is indeed a rare loyal minister and general. He has a very high reputation among the South**. If he can get his help, he will get twice the result with half the effort."

"It doesn't matter whether you help or not. The main reason is that I'm afraid that the old man is stubborn and tired of seeking death."

Qingqing curled her lips and said:

"It's not easy for him. Now that Lin'an is in such a tragic situation, one can survive, so it's a good idea."

Qingqing said that Weihou and Zhao Lian had just woken up.

He was knocked out by Qingqing during the fierce battle in the hall and rescued by a group of Jiangnan warriors. Now that the battle has come to an end, the city is in a mess, and those who can move are doing their own things, so naturally no one cares about this old man.

Zhao Lian woke up in a house that had been washed away by most of the houses.

Around him, there were many people rescued in the chaos, or wounded warriors, who were resting here.

Zhao Lian was still wearing armor, which made him feel a little difficult when he stood up. He got up from the place where he was lying and walked a few steps outside, and then he could see a muddy road in the city outside the collapsed house.

There were also flames burning in some places, and most of the houses in the city collapsed, as if they had experienced a turnaround in the ground, and the whole city was ruined.

The beggars of the Beggars who came with the Great Chu army were cooking food and hot water in an open space outside. Anyone who was sober could get some food and drink.

Not far away, there were several Tiance soldiers patrolling on horseback to maintain order in the city.

Fortunately, most of the people in the city were sent out of the city by Weihou before the war, which made the number of casualties in the city not exaggerated, but there were also many. The Hu Ben Guards who were destroyed in one battle and the demon soldiers who eventually fled the northern country, these casualties were tens of thousands.

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But the last heavenly fire that fell from the sky helped a little, and many of the corpses were burned, making the subsequent treatment much easier.

"Where is the imperial city? Is the imperial city still okay?"

Zhao Lian asked around in the terrified crowd. His memory stayed at the moment when Shen Qiu stepped into the hall. He didn't know what happened next and was very worried.

But after asking many people, no answer was received.

It was not until I asked those beggars of Beggars that I received a very impatient response.

"The entire imperial city was destroyed!"

The beggar's head on fire, said to the old man in a grey armor behind him without looking back:

"The people inside, except for the heroes, are basically dead."

"Where is the king?"

Zhao Lian's expression was dull, and he asked again in a hurry, which attracted the beggar's head's eyes with strange eyes. He said:

"Which country are you talking about? That waste Zhao Ming? Or is our wise and powerful daughter of the King of Chu?"

Seeing that Zhao Lian did not answer, the beggar's head looked at his armor and laughed and said:

"You old man, you seem to be a decent person from the previous dynasty. Don't think too much. Zhao Ming was dead. Many people can see clearly that his body was stolen by the northern people.

Old beggar, I advise you not to miss the previous dynasty anymore.

Our Great Chu is the orthodox people in the world. If you are a decent person like you, it is better to recognize the situation as soon as possible and surrender to our Great Chu Prince. Maybe you can get another official position.”

"Dead?"

Zhao Lian didn't hear the beggar's "persuading to surrender" at all. Although he had expected it, after hearing the news that Zhao Ming was dead with his own ears, the old man was still stunned by a mental shock.

Seeing that he did not answer, the beggar seemed to have hysteria and ignored him. He picked up a bowl of hot water from the side and stuffed it into Zhao Lian's hand, leaving him alone.
To be continued...