Vol 2 Chapter 699: My Da Song is dead?

The old monk watched ‘Yan Mo’ continuously spit out black grievances in the secret room, and they disappeared one by one on the ceiling above his head. Three inches in the world.
The color of ‘Yan Mo’ itself gradually dimmed, and the original black that resembled a bottomless abyss gradually changed to gray.
Only the mocking smile is still solidified on the face of "Yan Mo" without facial features, even the smiley face is like a line drawn by hand.
The old monk is still floating in the air, bowing his head and chanting without joy or sorrow, as if he doesn't care about the changes in'Yan Mo'.
The only meaningful thing in his life is to guard the glazed body of ‘Yan Mo’. This is his sin and his responsibility.
For this reason, he is willing to hide from the entire city's residents and sit back and watch them become victims.
Although the true body of ‘Yan Mo’ will disappear with the passing of the grieving soul and reappear as the grieving soul reunites, he still guards this dead object.
Only when it completely disappears, the old monk will release his vows and return across the sea, searching for the traces of ‘Yam Mo’ to seal the other party again.
However, the speed of the disappearance of'Yan Mo' seemed not as fast as he had imagined. After a full half an hour, the original color of the colored glaze body was still not restored.
The old monk spread his perception, a gap did appear in the city wall, and the seal was indeed in a broken state.
Could someone plug the gap?
The old monk looked at "Yan Mo" in a little surprise, it's impossible, millions of people who have been wronged, can only help but not stop them?
The monks who passed through the Tang and Song dynasties were full of doubts. He had experienced many times of unblocking the ‘Yam Mo’ in the previous hundreds of years, but none was as slow as this time.
He looked at the smiling face of ‘Yan Mo’ and felt the mocking smile, which seemed to be embarrassed and really turned into a funny face.
Recalling the previous attitudes of the two foreign monks towards ‘Yan Mo’, could it be that they have not seen each other for decades, and there have been many capable people in the original land, and no longer worry about the ‘Yan Mo’ chaos?
"I can guarantee that there will be a fleet from the mainland." Yang Yuefan became serious, very imposing, because he knew what kind of country he was standing behind: "You can now consider whether to stay here or plan to return to the country."
"What I want to explain is that this time, we will definitely develop the Far South Continent, and we won't just taste it like this." Yang Yuefan filled out a cup of tea on his own, because Mrs. Li Xuanbai was already in deep thought: "If you If you continue to stay in the Far South, you will still have the final say in Wangxiang City, and you will still be Lord City Lord."
"If you are tired of living here and just want to live in your hometown, you can do whatever you want." Yang Yuefan's words changed: "It's just that the local area has changed a lot, and it may be very different from what you remember. It is difficult to continue to maintain your noble status."
"Our Li family has been loyal for generations. Regardless of whether we return to our homeland, we are all descendants of the generals. It's not annoying, Lord Yang, that you bother." Li Xuanbai chuckled lightly: "I believe the officials will not treat us Li family wrongly.
The black-clad man standing two meters behind Yang Yuefan couldn't help showing a scornful smile. Li Xuanbai didn't see this smile, but Li Huamei saw clearly.
Her attention has always been on Nangong Yujun. For a warrior, the armor that is beyond the era, like the night pearl in the night, is too eye-catching!
"I'm sorry, now the official of your mouth, it doesn't count." Yang Yuefan shook the tea cup in his hand: "But looking at your orphans and widows who have worked so hard in Wangxiangcheng for so many years, there should be huge subsidies. Enough for you to live a life of worry-free food and clothing."
"What!" Li Xuanbai accidentally overturned her tea cup. Li Huamei had never seen her mother so gaffe: "Is my Da Song already dead?"
Nangong Yujun babbled for a long time, but still let out a tractor-like laugh, making Li Huamei look at him dissatisfied.
She doesn't have much affection for the Song Empire, but this guy's disrespect to her mother can't be tolerated!
"If you can't beat you, I must hit you with blue eyes!" Li Huamei clenched her fists and whispered to herself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, can't be beaten, can't be beaten..."
"You are misunderstood, the Song Empire is still there, and the small life of Emperor Shengrende Xianfilial piety and his old man lived a leisurely life, but some changes have taken place in the political system." Yang Yuefan casually said Zhao Ji's posthumous name, which attracted Nangong Yu. Jun laughed again.
"You can understand that the emperor has returned power to the people. Now the people manage themselves, and the government is undergoing civil service reform. The so-called aristocratic families must either cooperate or..." Yang Yuefan did not finish his words, but This blank space is enough for Mrs. Li to understand his meaning.
The disrespect of the other party's words to the official, and the meaning and meaning of his words, is no longer a problem. Li Xuanbai, who was taught by his father since childhood, can still hear what the title of the emperor is.
Even the official jokes can be opened so unscrupulously. Could it be that what has really happened in the homeland?
Mrs. Li has gone through a lot of winds and waves over the years. Although she was a little surprised at the beginning, she quickly calmed down. If the changes the young man said had really happened there, it would be a good thing for her.
In order to lead these tens of thousands of leading people to live, or even to live better, Li Xuanbai has been regarded as having no sense of discipline over the years.
For example, to cooperate with the foreign alchemists of the New World in exchange for magical tools that can suppress the power of the shadows, if the local audit, the Department of Shipbuilding, the Ministry of Etiquette, and the Privy Council will definitely trouble her.
"In that case~EbookFREE.me~, wait for the fleet you mentioned to come, and then think about it." Li Xuanbai still does not believe the other party, she wants to see if the fleet from the mainland exists.
Secretly, Mrs. Li also planned to send someone to communicate with the sailors and captains about the local situation, and finally judge whether the other party has concealed anything.
The fleet that Mrs. Li was looking forward to was already halfway through the voyage.
This fleet has broken through the most polluted sea area of ​​chaotic creatures, and repelled the patrol fleets of two magical forces, which is considered the most difficult part of the journey.
No one cries out bitterness, no one cries out tiredness. These carefully selected aborigines, whether they are mortal navy or extraordinary, are ardent admirers of the new government.
"All for the empire, we must strive to arrive at Wangxiangcheng two weeks in advance!" The flagship, the captain shouted passionately: "There are still comrades waiting for us!"
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