Mu Che stared blankly ahead. There were four city lords sitting in a circle around him, but there were four fewer people than before, and it was obvious that they all knew that those four people would never come back.
At the same time, as Mu Che's breathing became heavier, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more suffocating.
No one dared to speak, including Yan Kuangshan, who usually liked to call this old man and that old girl with a smile. At this time, he was like a good student, sitting in his original position, his eyes just locked on the picture in front of him.
On the tabletop of the conference table.
They all knew the situation on the battlefield ahead, even earlier than when [Thousand Traces of Death] was resurrected.
At that time, Mu Che was preparing a speech for the upcoming celebration banquet, while the city leaders almost started fighting excitedly in order to fight for the chance to appear in the next battle.
As a result, after a player came to report the tragic situation, everything became quiet.
There was no Mu Che's voice muttering about various situations in a low voice, nor the compliments of several city lords. Even the boastful words that made him blush and brag to himself suddenly came to an abrupt end.
Immediately, Mu Che called several guards to drag the player out and chop him to death.
He decisively believed that the other party was disrupting the morale of the army. Even though he was rational and believed what the other party said, he still chose to use this method to calm down first.
Immediately afterwards, the second player, the third player, the fourth player... came to report one after another, and the result was the same!
Hack to death! Hack to death! Hack to death!
These players are the subordinates of Mu Che and the city lords present. Their role is to always report the latest information on the forum.
Nowadays, raising players has become a trend in the world. Every power leader who does not have a few players by his side feels as if he is missing something.
Moreover, player forums are also an important source of real-time information.
Even some power lords who have relatively conservative ideas and are always wary and hostile towards outsiders will recruit a few players to use them first.
Anyway, players cannot die, and they are easy to support. If you hire a salty player, you will make a lot of money, as long as you arrange your food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Occasionally let him go to Yihong Tower, Zuihua Tower, Baihua Tower, Li Chun Courtyard, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Yicui Tower, Zangxiang Pavilion, Happy Forest, Huancui Pavilion, Qunfang Courtyard, Yixiang Courtyard, Hongxing Pavilion, Xunfang Pavilion
Flower garden, orchid incense class, pine and bamboo pavilion, spring incense class, Qunfang Courtyard...listen to the ditty.
They were basically satisfied. After all, a guy who couldn't even take off his pants couldn't spend a lot of money.
Of course, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. When each power lord starts to support players, it also means that the news in the player forum will gradually upgrade from the chatter heard in some streets and alleys to some secrets that are difficult to confirm the authenticity.
Some power leaders will use this to continuously mix in false news, and some power leaders will deliberately release some mixed true and false news to confuse their opponents.
In short, today's forum is a mess and has become a second battlefield where various forces compete across the distance.
But this is not a disadvantage. The real disadvantage is that if it were changed to the past, a major event could be forcibly blocked, such as the defeat in the battle against Ten Thousand Poison Palace.
But now it's too late. The second, third, and fourth players came over and reported excitedly that the four city lords, including their subordinates, totaling fifteen thousand troops were wiped out.
This information has spread throughout Kyushu, and even the Northern Barbarians may know it.
what to do?
After venting his anger by killing a dozen players and having completely calmed down, Mu Che was thinking about what to do next.
At present, it is known that three top masters who caused the celestial phenomena have appeared on the opposite side. The number of remaining great masters cannot be accurately estimated, and the Ten Thousand Poison Formation has not been able to suppress it, and has even begun to slowly spread again.
With the death of the four city lords, the morale of the army was completely in chaos. Just now, Mu Che wanted to control the order of the village and temporarily blocked the news. As a result, those players were like fleas, jumping up and down while spreading the news about the defeat in the front.
Including some members of the Jianghu forces also followed suit!
If we kill them all, I'm afraid there will be a civil war on our side first!
Mu Che then looked at Yan Kuangshan, his sinister eyes filled with murderous intent, because the Yin Feng Army under his command recognized that most of the players who were causing trouble were from the Wangyou Ghost City camp.
The other party took advantage of the half-day preparation for the celebration banquet to reach some commercial cooperation with several city lords in private.
If it were a day ago, he would have dared to directly order Yan Kuangshan and his subordinates to be expelled, but now with his prestige greatly damaged, and in just half a day, he allowed the other party to establish a circle of interests.
He was worried that if he targeted Queen Yan Kuangshan, what he would get would be a united confrontation from all the city lords under his command!
Loyalty cannot be tested, especially when one's own side fails to gain enough power, fame, and fortune. There will be a big question mark as to whether the once loyal subordinates can still be as good as before.
At this moment, Mu Che was in a daze, wondering why his situation suddenly became so bad.
"The situation is not good. How about we retreat first?"
Someone spoke first, yes, it was the abominable Yan Kuangshan!
Mu Che took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress his emotions that were about to go berserk, and then replied:
"It's just a failed trial, it's nothing."
He said these words bravely. He also wanted to run. Facing three top monsters, he was confident that he could suppress them with the 30,000 silver troops under his command.
But how many people will die in this process? You must know that every silver trap soldier was trained by him who spent a lot of resources and time.
But can he run?
This escape is equivalent to handing the clue to Emperor Xuan, who will use this to remove him from his position, and the public support he has built up over the years will disappear because of a single failure.
After all, as one of the only nine state priests in Daxuan, if he can't even take down the half-broken Ten Thousand Poison Palace, nothing can prove that he is just an incompetent person.
Especially those Jianghu forces who followed over also suffered heavy losses due to this temptation.
Even though Mu Che usually doesn't take him seriously, as long as he dares to run away, these forces will combine to exert unimaginable power to overthrow him!
Damn it! The other party’s question is like digging a sinkhole for himself!
Mu Che looked at Yan Kuangshan with an almost unconcealed expression of murderous intent.
Seeing this, Yan Kuangshan quickly said with an innocent face:
"Lord Zhou Mu, you made this test plan. At this time, you don't want to rely on me, or do you want to push out one of the city lords as a scapegoat?"
At this moment, the entire scene was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was almost inaudible.
Except for Yan Kuangshan, the other six city lords lowered their heads. Their expressions of pretending not to hear anything actually shocked Mu Che.
Although the most loyal city lord to him, Sha Yifu, had died on the battlefield, there were two other city lords present who were no less loyal than Sha Yifu.
But what does it mean for you to choose silence at this time?
Are you worried that you will take the blame? Or are you starting to become alienated from him?
Shouldn't you stand up and refute Yan Kuangshan!
Mu Che's crossed hands began to tremble slightly, because of anger! And also because of chills!
But then a flash of light flashed in his mind, wondering whether Yan Kuangshan deliberately planned to find himself in this situation.
It is also very simple to ensure the smooth implementation of this plan. As long as there are Yan Kuangshan's own people on the opposite side and know the combat strength of both camps in advance, the defeat of the first battle can be ensured.
This also shows that among the three monsters that can change the sky, one of them is definitely a ghost!
"Lord Yan City, is the Ghost Lord in the Ghost Market now?"
Yan Kuangshan said helplessly:
"Of course Lord Ghost is in the Ghost Market. I don't believe you didn't send someone to watch inside the Ghost Market."
"Lord Ghost Lord... Haha." Mu Che sneered, "You are too lazy to act now. Do you still remember your identity?"
Yan Kuangshan stood up directly, patted the table and said seriously:
"Lord Zhou Mu, you must know that if it weren't for Lord Ghost, our Xuanyang Domain would have been destroyed by the giant ape king and those millions of ferocious beasts.
As a benefactor who has saved countless people in Xuanyang Territory, and as the lord of Xuanyang Giant City, there is nothing wrong with calling him "sir" to show respect.
And I would like to ask Lord Zhou Mu, where were you when the beast tide came?
Is this Xuanyang Region one of the eleven regions of South Xuanzhou Prefecture?
Do you still remember your identity as the governor of Nanxuan Prefecture?"
At this moment, not only Mu Che was shocked, but the other city lords also secretly sighed that this old boy Yan Kuangshan could really speak. If he had been replaced by Mu Che, he would have simply found a crack in the ground and slipped in.
But Mu Che is Mu Che after all, and as a state shepherd, his face is thicker than anyone present.
He quickly reacted and said:
"There is no need to talk about the past anymore. Now it is obvious that there are three top experts on the opposite side. Excluding Shi Liuxiao, the remaining two are the key.
This is also related to whether we can win this battle, and as far as I know, in Nanxuanzhou Mansion, it can be confirmed that the strength of the two people has reached that level.
Qin Fan and Huang Tiangui!"
(Note: Black Thirteen, as a killer, broke through during the years of silence in the Ye Mansion, so few people know that he has reached the pseudo-celestial realm. As for the Ye Emperor, external information is all ominous.
And if Mo is happy, Qin Fan doesn't know his true strength before setting up the Tiansuo Three Talents Formation.)
Yan Kuangshan shrugged and said:
"In short, you are sure that my Lord Ghost Master is taking the opportunity to cause trouble, so just wait, I believe that the truth will be revealed to the world before long.
Of course, you can also blame the blame like crazy now and see if it will be blamed on me or yours."
All the city lords present wiped away their cold sweats. This good guy is one of my Lord Guizun and one of my Ghost City. After all, they are all receiving salaries from the imperial court. They really don’t even do superficial things.
But then they looked at Yan Kuangshan with somewhat complicated eyes.
Because Yan Kuangshan is obviously confident, and Wangyou Ghost City, like the rising sun, is not afraid of any force.
But today's Daxuan Dynasty is no longer the Daxuan Dynasty that once suppressed Kyushu, or Emperor Xuan wants to deal with a warlord and has to use public opinion to suppress it.
A few decades ago, Mu Che would have simply handed over military power and returned to the Xuanhuang Domain to wait for death.
As for the city lords who belong to Mu Che, their future is even more confused.
"Ahem." The sudden cough made Mu Che, who was thinking of something quickly, frown slightly. He looked at Chu Duan who weakly raised his right hand, and his frown deepened.
"City Lord Chu, what do you want to say?"
Chu Duan glanced at Yan Kuangshan with some resentment, and then said:
"Lord Zhou Mu, there are distinguished guests going to the Ghost Market in the past few days, and according to my guess, this is also related to the alliance between the two top forces, so the Ghost Lord will not appear in the Ten Thousand Poison Palace.
After all, from the overall perspective, this alliance is more important than being a troublemaker in the Palace of Ten Thousand Poisons and taking certain risks.
Of course, unless that distinguished guest is colluding with Ghost Lord, but this possibility is almost non-existent.
Because as far as I know, there is a deep hatred between the force he belongs to and the Ten Thousand Poison Palace."
"What kind of distinguished guest? What kind of top power? Please tell me clearly and how you know about it!" Mu Che glanced at the confident Yan Kuangshan and said with an increasingly ugly face.
Chu Duan sighed helplessly and said:
"My Xuanliu Territory is adjacent to Xuanyang Territory. When that distinguished guest appears, it will cause drastic changes in the celestial phenomena. And yesterday I received the news that she appeared in the Xuanliu Territory with a team, and the target was Xuanliu Territory.
The Forgotten Ghost Market in Yang Territory.
And when we were chatting before, we confirmed it again from the Lord Yan City."
Then he paused and said:
"The force she represents is the Taoist realm that has been chasing the Ten Thousand Poison Palace these years. As for her identity, she is none other than the Taoist scholar Xue Wuxia who became famous some time ago!"
...
at the same time.
On the riverside of Wangyou Ghost City.
Yue Piaoling, disguised as Qin Fan, looked at a few snowflakes that appeared inexplicably in front of her, keeping Qin Fan's unique gentle smile in her eyes.
It wasn't until a poem trumpet sounded in his ears that the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched without any trace.
[Lonely pity, dream, and shadow alone in the sky, where will the fallen flowers and the moon go now? The wind has stopped singing, the frost paints the night, and the snow is bright and the sky is clear, dancing in the world of mortals.]
The crystal snowflakes rolled like waves and scattered across the sky with the whine of the north wind.
A team of dozens of people followed the white marks and arrived.
Waiting here are not only Yue Piaoling, but also other high-level officials of the ghost market, including some players who are watching the fun.
The moment they laid eyes on the leader, everyone's expressions came to a standstill, because the cold face set off by his pure white robes was as pure and flawless as white snow.
And in this beautiful painting, the touch of white added to it has surpassed all the colors in the world.
At this moment, a voice seemed to be imprinted in everyone's heart.
"Except for the three layers of snow on your body, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes."
Suddenly the snow stopped, and the disappearing snowflakes did not fade this perfect picture, because the smile was like the first ray of sunshine in winter, as warm as her.