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Who dares to touch his Ming?! 6

Ten days passed by in a hurry.

This New Year seems very depressing.

The whole world is in ups and downs.

When the God of Buli City was about to die and the news of the early death of the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince spread throughout the world, the temple punished the great priest who proudly led the temple in a golden robe. Wu Lan and Xia, who had been in a state of hesitation before, also went wrong.

At this time, Xia Shijue, King of South China Sea, also accepted the olive branch extended to them by the temple.

In the face of interests, there are no permanent enemies, but there are temporary friends.

In the name of punishing heretics, using the power of the temple to achieve their goal of competing for the world, both Ulan Khan and Xia Shijue are naturally happy to do so. What's more, the temple also owes them a favor, and the newly appointed Pope

Lord Gong Ao even made very tempting promises to them.

The navy in the South China Sea went north.

Mount Kailash Cavalry, assemble.

Ulan's army moves unexpectedly.



All kinds of news are constantly reaching the palace in the city.

Similarly, secret messages and orders one after another were sent through different channels to Qincheng in the south, the island on the sea, the ninth level of purgatory underground, and the snow forest in the north.

"Young Master!" Meiji came forward and respectfully placed the secret letter in her hand in front of Mo Li, "Xuelin Secret Letter!"

After sending the message to the ghost clan to rush to Qin City, he also rushed back to Mo Li as soon as possible. Just like he protected Mingyue before, he was always guarding her and helping her.

Li Mo Li took the small silver tube he sent, gently opened the wax seal on the tube, poured out the secret letter inside, and saw the bold and familiar fonts on it.

With just one glance, Mo Li recognized that this was Zhuo Yang's handiwork.

"The letter has been received. I will take charge of Wulan. You can go to Qincheng without any worries!"

"Very good!" Mo Liyun thought and burned the secret letter to ashes, "Instruct the Royal Cavalry to prepare and rush to Qincheng early tomorrow morning!"

"Yes!" Mei agreed and went out.

With his face down, Mo Li continued to correct the memorial in front of him.

When she heard the footsteps coming from the door, she just thought it was a charm that had gone away and returned. She said without raising her head, "The ministers of the Six Ministries have entered the palace and come to the meeting hall to meet me!"

Not hearing the imaginary answer immediately, Li Li raised his face in confusion, only to see Ming Che standing in front of her desk with a slight frown on his face, dressed in snow clothes.

"Mingche, you're here!" Li Li stopped the cinnabar pen in his hand and looked at his brow, "Did something happen?!"

"Nothing!" His clear eyes passed over her increasingly pointed chin and landed on the cold soup beside the table. "Dinner is ready, let's go eat!"

"Okay!" Mo Li stretched his arms and stood up from the chair.

These days, Mo Li had to deal with Gong Ao on the one hand, and was busy with state affairs on the other. Three meals were not scheduled at regular intervals. Mei Qi went to Ming Che to discuss it. In order to let her eat well and have time to take time away from state affairs, Ming Che would come there every night.

In the palace, dine with her.

In the restaurant, everything has been prepared.

The two of them sat down in their respective seats, and the eunuchs made preparations and immediately exited the palace gate.

Mingche put a piece of meat into her bowl, "I heard you are going to Qincheng!"

"Leave tomorrow!" Mo Li said.

Mingche hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "I want... to go with you!"

Li Qiye stopped using his chopsticks to stir the rice, "You don't have to force yourself, don't worry, I won't let anyone touch his Ming Dynasty!"

"I'm not forcing myself!" Mingche put down the chopsticks in his hands, "I know everything about the sacred mountain, and I don't want the light of the temple to be destroyed in Gong Ao's hands!"

Li Qiye looked at him deeply for a moment, "Have you thought about it?!"

"Yes!" Mingche nodded seriously.

"Okay!" Mo Li did not refuse anymore, "Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to Qincheng together!"

PS: It’s over on the 13th.


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