Therefore, when she once again sat on the steps of the Qincheng Palace and listened to her subordinates reporting the news of victory, there was no surprise on her face.
"Where is Gong Ao?!"
"When we attacked the city, he had already led his people to withdraw from Qin City, and now he has retreated to Yangsheng City!" Mei replied softly from the side.
"Where is Xia Shijue?!"
"Xia Shijue and Gong Ao abandoned the city and fled together, and they should also be in Yangsheng City!" Nangong Xiao said.
"Look up to the Holy City?!" Mo Li stood up from the steps and gently dusted off the dust on his body, "Send the order, the army will take good care of themselves tonight, and tomorrow, send out troops to look up to the Holy City!"
"Master, is she okay?!" Niu Mang was slightly worried as he looked at Mo Li's retreating figure.
After such a great victory, she showed no expression of joy. Even Niu Mang, a rough man, could see that something was wrong with her, so others naturally didn't need to say anything.
"Everyone, go and do your work, I'll take care of her!"
Mei whispered, dodged and chased after Mo Li, following her five steps behind.
Mo Li did not go to the main hall, but walked all the way to the main hall of the palace and stepped onto the highest sky-observing tower in the palace step by step.
When you look at the sky, you are not looking at the sky above your head, but at the Tower of Babel on the sacred mountain.
Stopping on the highest floor of the tower, Mo Li stood on the corridor, looking at the towering tower from afar, frowning slightly.
Mei stood not far behind her, her eyes lingering on the Tower of Babel in the distance for a moment, then back again, falling on her thin back, with helplessness in her eyes.
Dusk is approaching.
The last ray of the sun also disappeared in the western sky.
Night gradually enveloped the entire palace, and also enveloped Mo Li on the tower.
In the eastern sky, the moon rises again.
The silver moonlight enveloped Mo Li in the corridor. Her whole body was covered with a layer of silver light, like an exquisite and beautiful jade statue.
"Tower of Babel, can it really reach the sky?!"
Two full hours passed before Li Qiye finally said his first sentence.
"I heard from the master that there is a passage to the Nine Palaces Heavenly Kingdom in the Tongtian Tower. If you go to the Nine Palaces Heavenly Kingdom from here, you can avoid the pain of thunder!" Mei replied behind her.
"Nine Mansion Heaven?!" Mo Li looked at the tower again, his eyes moved all the way up the tower, stopped at the cloud sky surrounding the top of the tower, and fell silent again.
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Admire the Holy City.
Gong Ao was sitting in the main hall of the branch hall of Yangsheng City Temple, with an arrogant and indifferent expression.
"Your Holiness?!" Xia Shijue said anxiously, "Have you... come up with a solution?!"
Gong Ao lowered his eyes, looked down at Xia Shijue, and spoke loudly, "From now on, all royal families must bow to the Pope. Under God, I am the only one who is supreme!"
His tone was not a question or a discussion, but an order!
Xia Shijue cursed something in his heart, his face was full of respect, he picked up his robe and knelt on the ground, he slowly bowed his head to the ground, "The Pope is the messenger of God and should be respected by the world, and the royal family is certainly no exception!
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"Ha..." Gong Ao raised his head and laughed loudly, "Here comes someone!"
On the side, the newly appointed high priest of punishment came over respectfully and saluted him.
"You can do what I asked you to do now!" Gong Ao waved his hand gently.
"Yes!" The Punishment Priest agreed and slowly exited the palace door.
"The Pope... are you really sure?!" Xia Shijue raised his face and tried to keep his tone calm.
Gong Ao sneered and glanced at him, "Everyone has weaknesses, and Mo Li is no exception!"