I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 661 Li Mo'er's Helplessness
As the news spread, everyone in the military tent looked agitated, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Mu was standing aside and listening to the joyful words of the crowd, but at this moment his heart had undergone some changes.

During a trip to Wuwuya, Song Mu knew a lot of strange things, but apart from these things, Song Mu got more feelings.

The barbarian king is really dead.

But Tao Lingdong didn't die, there was also the matter of that day, and the powers of all parties came.

This seems to be a bit of a coincidence, but Li Mo'er and Tao Lingdong's calm demeanor made Song Mu feel that all this was already part of their plan.

After a while, the words in the military tent fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Li Mo'er.

Li Mo'er slowly put down the teacup in her hand, raised her eyes to scan the crowd, and then spoke slowly.

"Since the barbarian king is dead, the previous plan must be carried out immediately, and order Tao Dudu to do it."

Having said that, Li Mo'er looked at the crowd again, her eyes fell on Tao Lingdong, and she slightly cupped her hands at this moment.

"This time Lao Tao Sheng made a move, but in the current situation, maybe Tao Sheng is not good enough to show up at will."

Tao Lingdong nodded slightly, while Li Mo'er said to Du Keqin and Li Li who were beside him.

"Since the matter of Tianxing has been reported at this moment, it will be left to you to handle it with full authority."

"The southern border will be peaceful, so I can rest assured."

Li Mo'er stood up slowly, her expression was calm at the moment, but everyone hurriedly bowed their hands to compliment her.

Soon, several generals went out to arrange the battle to regain the southern border, and all the saints of Shizong also dispatched to find the whereabouts of Tianxing.

Li Mo'er and Tao Lingdong next to him once again said.

"Tao Sheng, Tao's School of Poetry has contributed a lot to this southern border war, and I will reward them soon, and allow many children of the School of Poetry to return to the sect to visit their relatives."

Tao Lingdong got up immediately when he heard that, smiled and bowed to Li Mo'er, and immediately wanted to leave.

After turning around and seeing Song Mu, Tao Lingdong paused, and spoke to Song Mu in a flat voice.

"Song Zhuangyuan, your strategy is extraordinary, your strength is impressive, and you have some connections with my Tao family. I will wait and see what kind of disciple Tao Fengming will teach in the future."

Speaking here, the other party threw a token at Song Mu.

"Song Zhuangyuan, if you have a chance, you can come to my Tao Shizong for a walk. After all, you have the power of mind, and Tao Shizong should have what you want."

Saying this, the other party's expression paused slightly.

"It can be regarded as compensation for Tao Fengming."

Song Mu looked at the other party, silent at the moment, just cupped his hands.

Now watching the other party leave, Song Mu looked at the peach blossom token in his hand, his expression changed a little, but he still put it away.

The next moment Song Mu looked up, and saw Li Mo'er looking at Song Mu.

"Master Song, are you satisfied with the situation on the Cliff of Nothingness?"

Li Moer asked lightly, Song Mu nodded silently at the moment, but at the moment he showed some hesitation, but Li Moer seemed to see Song Mu's thoughts at the moment, and said immediately.

"Master Song has something to hide?"

"Is it about the barbarian king, or about the star?"

Song Mu paused slightly when he heard this, and said slowly at this moment.

"Your Majesty, it seems that you know all these things, so all of this, isn't it..."

Song Mu directly asked what he wanted to ask. From his point of view, Li Mo'er came to the southern border to supervise the battle in person in order to quell the war earlier, and it can be regarded as a contribution to the new king.

But now it seems that all this may be different.

When the heavenly star appeared naturally, as well as the saints of the Shizong who appeared before, Song Mu had different thoughts in his heart.

On the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, there may be a deeper reason.

But Li Mo'er just showed a faint smile at the moment, and looked at Song Mu's body, and then opened her mouth.

"This is Mr. Song, why don't you care about the affairs of the Wen Dynasty?"

Song Mu's face froze, but he grinned slightly at the moment, and this time he bowed his hands, feeling that he had asked a question that shouldn't be asked.

But I didn't expect Li Mo'er to speak immediately.

"Yes, this is an agreement I reached with them."

Hearing this, Song Mu looked at the other party again, and Li Mo'er's voice came slowly again.

"The first emperor should have told Lord Song that the stars in the world are not the only ones left by our Wen dynasty."

Song Mu nodded calmly, while Li Mo'er sat down slowly, showing memories.

"Shards of the stars are scattered in all directions. For hundreds of years, all parties have been collecting them. Humans, monsters, and savages are all eager to obtain these things to enhance their own strength."

"And the matter of the southern border started when the Demon Cult got a piece of it hundreds of years ago."

"That was the beginning of the dispute. All parties coveted the power of the sky star and extended their tentacles to the southern border. The fertile soil turned into scorched earth."

Saying this, Li Mo'er's face revealed a bit of disdain, even a little sneer.

"Sometimes this world is quite ridiculous. Some guys openly covet power, but in the end it's only us who think about the creatures and people on this land."

"Put the cart before the horse, causing anger and resentment, and the loss of life."

Li Mo'er seemed to be venting her complaints, but at this moment she looked up at Song Mu again, and then spoke.

"My lord Song, the condition I agreed with each poetry sect is that the stars found in the southern border will belong to the poetry sect, and they will help me to repel the demons."

"Hmph, a gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for profit."

Li Mo'er muttered to herself, her expression seemed to be somewhat disgusted by this, but she restrained herself the next moment, returning to her previous coldness.

Song Mu was silent at the moment, what Li Moer said was indeed shocking, and even made people a little angry.

For the sake of the stars, the great people can make the common people in the world disappear like ants.

But all the Xixi in the world are all for profit, all for profit, and Song Mu can't tell whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to do so.

Seeing Song Mu's silence, Li Mo'er's eyes also flashed a bit of surprise, it seems that he rarely sees such peace from this man who is always full of righteous indignation.

Without the feeling of showing her sharpness, Li Mo'er still felt a little uncomfortable.

But Li Mo'er turned around quickly, and asked again at this moment.

"Master Song, will you really be a teacher in your hometown in the future?"

Song Mu looked at the other party again, and then said,
"Maybe, but I still have a lot of things to do, at least the Void Cliff and I know that my strength is still very weak."

Song Mu recalled the situation just now, and said something softly at this moment.

After exchanging pleasantries, Song Mu was about to leave, but at this moment Li Mo'er suddenly said again.

"Song Mu, if you become Shizong in the future, I hope you will still be that gentleman."

"Otherwise, the common people in the world will have one less to rely on."

Saying so, Song Mu paused, but did not speak, and walked out of the military tent the next moment.

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(End of this chapter)