Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

“…Master.” Mu Yaoxi was about to stand up.

"Sit down." Hua Jianlei pressed her palm in the air: "It's already this hour, you should rest, some things can't be rushed."

"Because some people are too cunning and are willing to cut off the tail of the gecko." Mu Yaoxi sighed: "It's a pity that Daxia no longer has the laws of the Yijiu tribe."

"The cruel official spoke." Hua Jianlei said calmly, "I also know that you are in a bad mood, so when I came here, I brought you a gift."

"Gift?" Mu Yaoxi noticed that Hua Jianlei had empty hands.

The Flower Saint pointed outside the window. Mu Yaoxi took a look and immediately found that there were six heads hanging outside the window, wrapped in black cloth bags, looking as strange as human head balloons.

Seeing this rather refreshing and even cruel scene, Mu Yaoxi smiled and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Master..."

These people are the elders or backbones of the sect. It is not easy for Ren Nanbei to deal with them. It is even difficult to find clues.

But Hua Jianlei said to kill and he did it without any consideration... This is the privilege of canonization, to execute first and report later, or even to execute without reporting at all.

"Don't get me wrong. I saw them acting suspiciously, so I went over to have a chat with them. They probably felt guilty, so they chopped off their heads as an apology." Hua Jianlei said calmly and domineeringly, "It wasn't me who did it."

Mu Yaoxi knew that his master was venting his anger on him.

"It's just that you have to explain these principles to them yourself from now on." Hua Jianlei changed the subject and said, "I'm leaving."

"The Taiyin Demon Realm exploded, and even the Frontier Shadow World's settlement area began to expand."

"It is difficult for the border troops in the border areas to resist the dark tide brought by the Shadow Disaster."

"The Panyan Army has begun full mobilization, and three armies are heading to the front line."

"The transfer order from Wusheng Pavilion has also come down. We have to suspend our current work. We have to rush to the front line immediately after tonight and obey Chen Buren's orders. I don't know how long we will be guarding the border this time."

"Yan Wuji and I have to go to Yumen Pass."

Upon hearing the news, Mu Yaoxi was shocked.

Yumen Pass is like the gate of Daxia.

Canonized to guard the country's borders... In just a few days, the situation has deteriorated to this point?

Mu Yaoxi's Mu family is also a military family. They have served in the Panyan Army for many years. Naturally, she has a military background. She just heard her grandmother mention the news that her grandfather might return to the army two days ago, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

“Don’t be too nervous. Although it’s coming with great force, it shouldn’t be a problem to stop the Dark Tide.” Hua Jianlei said, “Over the past few hundred years, there have been more than fifty recorded clashes between Daxia and the Dark Tide. No matter how large the scale was, we have stopped it. Now that Daxia is at its peak, there is no reason why we can’t stop it. Moreover, this time the Astronomical Observatory has determined that the source of the Dark Tide is located in the Taiyin Demon Realm. As long as…”

Having said this, Hua Sheng paused and interrupted his subsequent speech.

Mu Yaoxi continued, "As long as Luo Hou and his followers can suppress the Taiyin Demon Realm in time, this undercurrent of unrest will not last long, and will only be a flash in the pan like a dragon turning over."

When this "as long as" is said out loud, it has an intriguing meaning.

As long as Luohou works harder, the undercurrent will not last and fewer people will die in the Panyan Army.

But for Mu Yaoxi, Luo Hou killed Bai Yu and had become the existence she hated the most... She had sworn in her heart countless times to kill him, but now the safety of China depended on this man.

In fact, Luohou's selfishness is indeed related to the safety of thousands of lives. Shenzhou has been stumbling for hundreds of years and has finally reached a peaceful and prosperous era... He is fully qualified to claim that he has made an indelible contribution, guarding half of Shenzhou with a longbow.

Although Luohou did not do these things out of national justice, but only out of personal grudges and hatred, he always judges people by their actions rather than their intentions.

Hua Jianlei didn't know what to say, so she could only gently touch her disciple's hair... This is the reality, it is impossible for everyone's position to be clear-cut.

Mu Yaoxi did not discuss the matter in depth, but instead told his master to take care of himself and return safely.

Hua Jianlei flew out of the window, but did not forget to take away the series of horrifying heads.

Mu Yaoxi sat back at the table, crossed out a few names at random, and turned to the next page. He might have to continue killing people next... Although he had dealt with a few rats, the remaining people were not easy to deal with. Once the Martial Saint Pavilion was withdrawn, the Divine Martial Department and the Divine Strategy Mansion would lack deterrence without the support of the Canonization, which might cause the other party to drag their feet again and again...

She tapped the table with her fingers, took out her cell phone, and sent a text message to the private chat group.

Hou Ren Yi Xi: Wu Sheng Pavilion was forced to evacuate due to an emergency. Should we speed up the process? Go straight to the old nest?

Feng Xiaoxiaoxi: Where is the old nest?

Hou Ren Yi Xi: I have left an insider in the Huajian Sect. If we put enough pressure on them, it should not be difficult to find traces of their conspiracy and catch them all in one fell swoop when the opportunity arises.

No matter which direction the wind blows: I agree.

Hague: Yes.

Long Jianquan: There is only one chance, act only when you are sure.

People responded to the message one after another.

Mu Yaoxi waited for a while, but still didn't see any more messages, so she turned off the screen.

It has been more than a month and there has been no news about Su Ruoli and Su Ruoji, as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth.

She thought Su Ruoli would want to avenge Bai Yu, but the disappearance of the two sisters seemed like they had made up their minds to retire from the world.

This reaction was a bit strange, but she didn't think too much about it.

Mu Yaoxi closed her eyes and rested for a while, then continued to work, with the hostility still lingering in her body.

……

Outside Luoyang City, high in the sky, Hua Jianlei looked back at the thousands of lights below.

"We still have to hurry and get to Yumen Pass before dawn. Don't delay."

A muscular man with fiery red hair in the front warned.

He was dressed quite stylishly, with the word "Daxia" written on the front of his green sportswear, and there was a sense of righteousness between his brows.

Yan Wuji, one of the four saints of the Martial Saint Pavilion, is Xiao Shuihan's uncle. Yan Wuji is also a rare handsome man. He was selected by the Shenwu Division and the Panyan Army for promotional advertisements just by relying on his face, and his potential was subsequently discovered.

After being canonized, he was no longer obsessed with portraying himself as a handsome man, and his dressing style became extremely casual.

After hearing this urging, Hua Jianlei raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why urge me? Women have a lot of things to do, how can you urge them?"

Yan Wuji was hit so hard that he couldn't dodge in time and almost slipped and fell from the clouds.

"Xuan Tiansi is involved in this matter. If Fengsheng is not left here to take charge, I will always feel uneasy."

"With this summons, all the canonized saints in the ten divisions of Daxia must go to the front line. There will be no chaos here."

"Are the Taoists and Buddhists going too?"

"That's not clear." Yan Wuji asked, "Are you worried that this matter will involve the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism?"

"..."

"Unless Da Xia is gone, they won't have the guts to take action against the commissioner of this special event." Yan Wuji consoled them, "If you're worried, just let these little guys behave themselves. We can deal with them after this undercurrent is over."

Hua Jianlei grabbed a piece of cloud with her bare hands, as if she was holding a ball of cotton candy. She asked, "The source of the undercurrent comes from the Taiyin Demon Realm. If Luohou really succeeded and got rid of Nvxie, then why is there still a riot in the Taiyin Demon Realm? Is it Tai Sui who is doing something?"

Yan Wuji: "King Xiling has become a lost dog, he should not dare to show his head."

Hua Jianlei ignored Yan Wuji's slow reaction and continued to talk to herself: "Maybe Luohou didn't succeed at all? Maybe Nv Xie is not dead at all?"

Yan Wuji said: "Bai Yu Jingdu was killed by Luo Hou, how could Huang Qixia survive alone?"

Hua Jianlei said: "Maybe Huang Qixia is not a female evil?"

"Is Luo Hou so easy to deceive?"

Hua Sheng always felt that she had grasped something, but it was confusing. She inexplicably felt that she should not leave Luoyang like this, but she also felt that the point was not here.

Unfortunately, as a canonized saint, she had duties to perform and had to obey orders from her superiors and go to Yumen Pass to guard the border.

Stepping through the clouds, the two saints left the sky above Luoyang.

……

Beijing.

Martial Saint Pavilion.

After the sword saint Huo Qiu Shui finished washing up, he slowly walked out of the pavilion with his sword in hand. As soon as he walked out of the door, he met Miu Tianji who was wearing a pair of sunglasses.

"You look at people with sunglasses on. What's wrong? Are you ashamed to see people's hearts? Are you pretending to be blind?" Huo Qiu Shui scolded the 'young man'.

Miu Tianji took off his sunglasses, revealing his dark blue left eye socket: "Don't tell anyone."

"How did it become like this?" Huo Qiu Shui thought that Miu Tianji was also a fifth-level cultivator. Borrowing the dynasty's luck to practice was the characteristic of his lineage. As the director of the Astronomy Department, with the blessing of Da Xia's luck, his strength was not weaker than that of a fifth-level cultivator.

"Retribution." Miu Tianji sighed, "I tried to calculate the secrets of heaven, but ended up screwing myself. For the next six months, all my luck has been gone..."

To have no luck means that one's luck has returned to zero. Everyone in the world has basic luck. To have no luck is either like a stone or means to be plagued by bad luck.

The dark blue left eye socket of Miu Tianji was caused by him stepping on dog shit and falling down. He then touched the butt of a fifty-year-old woman passing by and was beaten by her son.

The punch was not very heavy, but it hurt Miu Tianji's self-esteem.

It's like a mathematician who has been solving math problems all his life, and suddenly one day a math problem jumps out of the book and gives him a beating.

"What on earth do you count?"

“Nüxie, Tai Sui, Tai Yin, Dark Tide…” Miao Tianji said, “I was trying to calculate too much. I thought it would be like catching leaves under a tree. Even if one leaf fell, I would be satisfied. But in the end, I was left with a big wet pile of bird shit in my hand.”

Huo Qiushui couldn't laugh and frowned: "Is it serious to this extent?"

"One move affects the whole body." The Supervisor of the Astronomical Observation Department sighed, "The fates are entangled together, and something big is bound to happen. This is the so-called one qi connects the branches. I have no luck, so I have to stay in the Astronomical Observation Department and cannot go out for a short time. If I meet someone with a very high luck, even if the other party does not kill me, I will be tormented to death by bad luck."

"Also, don't go to the front line. Don't mess around when you're old. Just stay in the capital. If the guy in Zhonghu loses even a hair, it's a big deal."

Although Huo Qiushui had no intention of leaving the capital, the Martial Saint Pavilion had to stay behind to protect the safety of this place, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you really not figure out anything?"

“This is not calculated.” Miao Tianji said in a deep voice: “It’s intuition… Oh my god!”

He had just finished speaking when suddenly a football flew from the sky and hit him directly on the back of the head.

Miu Tianji hit his head on the door frame, his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.

Huo Qiu Shui glanced at Miu Tianji, who was lying on the ground and twitching, and sighed that it was the first time in all these years that he saw this guy in such a miserable state.

He raised his hand and asked the disciples of Wusheng Pavilion to find two delivery boys to carry Miu Tianji back.

The reason why it is so troublesome is that Huo Qiu Shui knows that the closer people with too much luck get to Miu Tianji at this time, the more likely it is that he will bring disaster to him; on the contrary, ordinary people without any cultivation are relatively harmless to him... but there will definitely be situations in the middle of the process where someone carrying a stretcher ends up sitting on the face of the injured person or suddenly a sister of Lin Chong falls from the sky.

After seeing off Miu Tianji, Huo Qiu Shui washed his hands three times to get rid of the bad luck, while at the same time he became secretly alert.

"The Astronomy Department is the eyes and nose of Daxia. Now that Miu Tianji's luck has been reduced to zero... these eyes are no longer useful."

The Sword Saint also had a bad feeling in his heart. The greater the variables, the more likely it was that something big would happen.

But he couldn't reverse the trend.

Even if you are canonized as a saint, you are just a temporary inn in the world.

It is difficult for this world to accept the canonization of a saint.

Even the Astronomical Observatory couldn't see the direction of the future, so there was nothing he could do on his own.

Huo Qiu Shui held the knife tightly, and his mood gradually calmed down. As long as he lived up to the knife in his hand, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The Sword Master walked slowly towards the middle lake.

……

Beiming's family.

Bei Ming Que knew that his aunt Bei Ming Yao had gone into seclusion to strive for the state of sainthood. He was worried about other people guarding the seclusion and was afraid that someone would come to disturb them, so he also came back and stayed at Bei Ming's house, waiting for Bei Ming Yao to come out.

He sat at the gate of the yard outside the greenhouse and stayed there for twenty days, acting more filial than his own son.

As long as Bei Ming Yao breaks through to the level of Sainthood, the twenty-seventh limit will become invalid.

It is a good thing for everyone in the Beiming family.

The entire Bei Ming family was in a state of closing the door and not seeing visitors. Many people in the family moved to other courtyards for fear of disturbing the woman in the greenhouse.

Next to Bei Mingque was lying a big golden orange cat, yawning. The cold air that escaped would freeze its hair, and every time icicles formed, it would shake its head to shake off the ice, but it also stood guard at the door and refused to leave.

After waiting for more than twenty days, even the big orange one, who was as fat as a chicken leg, started to lose weight and became puffy after taking a shower.

Who says only dogs are loyal?

A well-trained cat will also recognize its home and people.

Bei Mingque looked at the frozen greenhouse door, closed his eyes and breathed silently.

He did not participate in the operation of the Shen Ce Mansion this time, but he also joined the small group. Although he did not speak, he was secretly aware of what was happening at all times.

Although Bai Yu never admitted that he was a member of the Bei Ming family, his death must be avenged.

Bei Ming Que was not prepared to fight Luo Hou to the death, and he lacked the strength and foundation to do so, but King Xiling must die, there was no room for negotiation.

After turning off the screen of his mobile phone, Bei Mingque sat at the door in a daze. He didn't know how long he would have to wait. He only knew that the longer he stayed in the death ward, the closer he would be to death. If Bei Mingque couldn't come out within half a year, then there would be little hope.

And he will continue to stay here for a while longer.