Chapter 28:

Shenzhou Mozhou was originally the product of Fiji, the world ’s largest country in the past, which was divided into two by the heavens and humans. They were only bounded by the Jingxiu River, the former mother of Fiji, Jiangnan was Shenzhou, and Jiangbei was Mozhou. It is across the river, but the lives of Fijian survivors are very different.
Xu Shi Changhui used to be the relationship between city masters in Fiji.Although Shenzhou encouraged the people to believe in the temple, it still maintained its past in terms of customs and humanities.The private schools in various colleges also allowed to teach the history books and classics handed down from Fiji. A trace of lifeline of Fiji.
However, today ’s Wuzhou Masters are not the first people to come to heaven. In the past, there were also people who appeared in Fiji. Except for Chang Hui, who is good at hiding identities, most of them fell into the hands of the court, or they were studying Was abolished, or reduced to royal props. The former Fijian country gained a lot of benefits from the heaven and earth. After eating the flesh and understanding, it was the whole country to find the new heaven and earth. Until it kicked the iron plate of Ye Junhou, it was eventually destroyed and fell to the present.
If viewed as a novel, this is just a face-striking plot that the court provoked the protagonist to be counter-killed. It is just for the people of Mozhou, this is not a life that can be taken in one stroke.
Ye Junhou Jidi must report that no one who offended him has a good ending. He was never forgotten by the Fiji army in the past, so the Fijians in Mozhou are the most inferior slaves. The civilian nobles are not allowed to marry the Fijians. As long as those who have relations with Fiji have no way out.
The once noble Fijian nobles are now raised as livestock. If they are killed by their masters, they will be thrown to the wild dogs in a roll of grass. The civilians of the Filipinos are destined to die. People look at it more.
Now that the three of them are walking on the streets of Anjing, they can still see the skinny slaves shrinking in the shadows everywhere. It seems that they are taking a little breath to take a breather, but soon the supervisors wield the whip to force them to stand up. In the screams, he once again engaged in busy labor.
The slaves of Mozhou are all captured by defeated countries. Among them, high-powered prisoners of war and beautiful women are most likely to be pardoned. Most of them will be civilians in all countries, especially Fiji, which has fought the most in the past.
Just in front of them, the family members of several big families randomly threw a female corpse in the alley. The pedestrians on the road did not feel anything wrong with this, and the screams of the hawkers were not affected in any way. The streets were still prosperous. In the shadow of the capital, only the ragged slaves in the shadows numbly took away the body, as if he had long forgotten his emotions.
Watching all this happen, Aoba clenched his fists and his voice fell deep, "If the morning star priest, if Shenzhou defeated, would our people be like this?"
This is the reason why Suge only allowed the temple entourage to stay on the ark. Mozhou is really not a good place for Shenzhou people. The closer they are, the more they cannot coexist peacefully. In Ye Junhou ’s dictionary, there is no word for forgiveness, and after all these years of oppression, Fijians hate Mozhou and how can human power melt away ...
Ji Mo did n’t know what Su Ge was going to do. Now looking at the excited teenager, he can only sigh softly, "This can only be decided by the high priest. Now all you can do is practice hard, only become more than Ye Junhou. To be powerful, you can change the world built by him. "
Aoba deeply believed in the white priest's words, as if he had gained hope from these words, and immediately responded firmly: "I will work hard!"
In front of the protagonist, will the supporting role really work?
Although he didn't have much hope for him, Ji Mo did not break the cruel reality. After all, dreams are not a bad thing. People always have some hopes to go strong. Unlike him, he didn't expect anything, except for being alive, he didn't care much about it.
At any time, the struggle for power is a headache. Ji Mo has decided to return to the past with Ming Mingjun, and he has no intention of intervening in the disputes between the five continents. He only lets Su Ge let it go, he Trying to fulfill Su Ge's wish and repaying the grace of the past is enough.
Thinking of this, I found that Ye Mingjun's expression was very plain. Obviously, he didn't find fun in the behavior of shopping, and he also coaxed the fairy, and asked only softly: "Xianjun, what can I buy?" Items? "
Ye Mingjun was really coaxing. When he heard this, he instantly got up, and a pair of bright eyes looked forward with expectation, "Do you want to give me a gift?"
No, there is no need to be happy to be like this. This look made me who was originally only prepared to deal with you casually full of the pressure of becoming a scumbag ...
Resented by the enthusiasm of the fairy, he suffocated his breath, and Ji Mo quickly hurriedly kept his face steady, and then reluctantly calmly replied: "Xian Jun is a shrine guest anyway, and we will try our best to meet all requirements."
Hearing this, Ye Mingjun immediately had a new idea. Only then did he see that the two little guys were in a bad mood and did not bother them. However, when he went out to hang out at night, he saw a brightly lit street, where pedestrians looked very happy, even if the people who looked depressed before were excited as soon as they entered. If you go there, Ji Mo's mood will probably get better.
Thinking of this, he pointed to the street in his memory and smiled at them: "Let's go and see that street."
Looking in the direction he pointed to, Ji Mo saw the colorful lanterns hanging around the corner and falling flowers. Although it was sparsely populated in the morning, the eye-catching signs of Baihua Building in Yihongyuan showed its fireworks on the street. Nature.
Silently looking at this magical place, Ji Mo finds that he is still underestimating Ye Mingjun. How can he think that there are still people in this world who invite the Raiders to the Qinglou early in the morning?
I'll accompany you to go shopping and buy things, do you ask me to invite you to visit the kiln? This is easy to be blackened by the target of the strategy, let me tell you!
Although he refused to the unexpected location in his heart, Ji Mo had already spoken before, and now Ji Mo can only gritt his teeth in response to a word, "Okay."
"I knew you liked it."
Seeing Ji Mo agree, Ye Mingjun didn't notice the dangerous breath on the side of this person, and pulled him forward, only secretly sighed,
It seems that passers-by didn't lie to him. This street is really a favorite place for men. As soon as Ji Mo heard that he was coming here, the whole person was up, almost like a burning flame, so lively as if he could fight someone at any time. frame.
A fairy had n’t found out that the object of the morning star priest ’s fight was probably him. Instead, Ao Ye who followed the two to Huajie always felt something was wrong. He could only ask weakly,
morning star priest, we ’re not here in this place. ... "
Ji Mo understood that Ye Mingjun probably did not stay in the room at night, and deduced the fact that the fairy came to Huajie at night, and the association with countless unfolding at this time was a subtle unpleasant mood. Hearing this He replied coldly: "Why, no one is doing business here at this time."
However, the taunts hidden in his words were obviously indifferent to the two of them, and Aoba only praised with respect: "Morning Star Priest knows a lot!"
He will treat this sentence as a compliment.
With a twitch in his mouth, he found it improper to discuss this topic with a pure young man. Ji Mo shifted his goal to Ye Mingjun who had just been unlabeled by himself, and said coolly, "Xianjun, you can have a relationship A cooked shop? "
Ye Mingjun's tone was wrong when he heard it, and he looked at him innocently. He suddenly concluded that not only the thorns were erected, but also the hairs were bursting. Although he didn't understand why this happened, he still tried to ask: "I didn't go After, where do you want to go? "
Why don't you come to Huajie? Observe and learn?
Frowning and looking at his seemingly non-liar look, Ji Mo suddenly remembered this man's increasingly rogue behavior. Good guy, he was really observing and studying. Ye Mingjun applied all the methods he learned from the place of fireworks to him!
Thinking of Ji Mo's look here, it was a little darker. Who knows that the blue house on the roadside just happened to walk out of the person, and Jinyi Huafu looked at it, and it was either rich or expensive, but the body was full of alcohol, and it was obviously fooling around all night. I'm going home. Ji Mo was too lazy to care about this kind of drunkard, but the man saw him and waved beckoningly to him. "How can Xiao Xianggong wear a mask, hurry up, take it off and let him have a good taste." "
Unexpectedly, there was such an accident. Ji Mo only felt that his sexual orientation became more strange after meeting Ye Mingjun. As a result, the man only regarded him as a novelty plaything like a girl in a flower street. Weekdays politeness, only coldly said: "This scum, please quietly leave."
"The temper is quite strong, Lord loves you this!"
If the drunkard knew it, he would n’t be called a drunkard anymore. Hearing this was still alive, he would step forward and frighten Aoba to catch him quickly, and severely warned: "You can't be close to the morning star priest!"
"Yetangtang Uncle, there is no one in Dark Capital that cannot be approached!"
Seeing that this man actually had a little bit of cultivation to get rid of the green leaves, Ye Mingjun was suddenly shocked to find that he had come before he had accidentally shot. He quickly found a gap that had been expected. Then he caught Ji Mo's waist.
However, the follow-up action was not waiting to be heard, and only a few thunders flashed, and the uncle of the country, which had been like a broken bamboo, had turned into dark coke with a few traces of steam. And at this time, I had already seen how cruel the green leaves Jimo would be alert to. He had no choice but to poke the coke on the ground with a scabbard, making sure that this person still had a breath before sighing: "Look, I warned you . "
Throwing the used scroll on the ground, Ji Mo was too lazy to care about any uncle anymore, only glanced down at the hand where the fairy was still on his waist, the tone was really not very friendly, "Why, Xianjun also wants to taste Yipin me? "
Strange, how was this reaction encountered today? He clearly hasn't done anything ...
Surprised to find this unexpected situation, even Ye Mingjun had to be a little cautious, just asking: "What does it mean?"
Ye Mingjun's work has always been straightforward and never concealed anything. Seeing him like this, Ji Mo also wondered, "You don't know? Then what are you doing here?"
"Although I like people, I don't like being touched casually. They always want to lean on me and I fly away."
The expression that the fairy replied did not seem to be false, but it was always unreliable to put the content on this person who was interested in humans. Ji Mo couldn't help but frown, "Really?"
"I am an ancient artifact, and even the fairy must be recognized to touch me."
Once again reiterating how valuable he is, Ye Mingjun suddenly understood a little, and he was curious, "You are angry because I was touched by someone else, because I am yours?"
How could I just
Wait, why did he want to go to Hua Street for Ye Mingjun so unhappy? Did n’t you understand that the interest of the fairy in him came purely from curiosity caused by resistance? Look, now he doesn't resist, Ye Mingjun has nothing to do with his arms around him. It was just such a relationship, why didn't you position yourself accidentally ...
Finally regained the suppressed reason, Ji Mo calmed down instantly, and his tone also regained the indifference of the past. "Xianjun, now Mozhou is in crisis, you should not be arbitrarily acting at night."
Has the thorn recovered? Sure enough, it's the right choice to stop and touch him in an interesting way. Did he get angry because he went out at night? Ji Mo wanted to sleep with him, he said that no one would like to hold Xi Huangqi Pearl to sleep.
Suddenly analyzed the cause of the accident, Ye Mingjun rubbed the hair of the people around him calmly and smiled sincerely: "Okay, I won't run around tonight, I have been with you."
Wait, why did the dialogue develop like this? Is this wrong?
Just when Ji Mo found that this sounded very wrong, he did not wait for his exit to be interrupted. Since the thunder appeared, he has been silently observing the Qingluo old bustard who finally could not wait.
She stood in front of the door for so long, and the two broken sleeves were still cuddling together without looking at her. Would n’t there be an explanation until they rolled into bed? When I think of this, I groaned,
"I said the two lords, are you trying to catch a traitor or seek revenge, but leave a surname to your accountant, and make Uncle Guo look like this?
The choking voice fell, Ji Mo first shook the goose bumps, and then returned indifferently, "Just shopping."
"what?"
Wen Yan said that the old bustard was dull for a moment, and he still came to Qinglou shopping early this year? Isn't she awake yet?
"Aoba, searched out his tokens and returned to the devil with the letter of protest, molesting the charges of the white priest, and asked Mozhou to take care of himself."
Ji Mo was not interested in discussing with an old bustard how to get on the Qinglou correctly, and only ordered Aoba to resolve the follow-up matters. This turned to Ye Mingjun, "Xianjun, let's go, I will accompany you wherever you want to go today."
Oh, how skinny is Ye Mingjun? As long as he had enough time to play with him during the day, there would naturally be no interest in continuing to toss at night. What has always been with you, if you believe this whim, his sleeves will have long been broken.
"Okay, I know a very interesting place."
Ye Mingjun will not refuse to play such a request together, but he is very confused to see Ji Mo, who is different from the past,
Strangely, the thorn has been retracted, why has Mao not been smoothed yet? How can this be coaxed, will it soften when hugged?
"Please lead the way."
His dangerous thought Ji Mo could not be interpreted for the time being, but he followed the immortal facelessly outward, and said cruelly in his heart,
Skin, despite the skin, today I will play with you to the end, you have the ability to give me a flower!
When they chatted and talked, they were almost gone. Aoba quickly hugged the sword and followed up, looking at this strange scene with dumbfounded eyes. The old bustard still wearing a nightdress rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and all the words were full. Is incredible,
"Lao Niang has lived for a long time and has never seen a quarrel with the lover at the door of the Qinglou House. The quarrel is fine. The blink of an eye is so good that you can't put other people in your eyes. What do you say they are trying to do?"
Her question touched the knowledge blind spot of the girl in the blue floor, and the girl who just got up could only helplessly say: "I don't understand the world of broken sleeves."
The two night workers who were interrupted sleep looked at each other, and they didn't understand each other what the pair of broken sleeves were playing with. Finally, the old bustard only greeted the tortoise, and finally ignored him and was ignored by Ji Mo. Uncle Guo, who stepped on the ground for a few feet, cooked it, "Forget it, send Uncle Guo back, and it will be cold on the ground."