The Game of Demon Hunter

The old monk watched as 'Yama' kept spewing black souls out of the secret room, and they disappeared one by one into the ceiling above his head.

The color of 'Yama' itself gradually dimmed, and the original black like a bottomless abyss gradually turned gray.

Only the mocking smile was still frozen on the face of 'Yama' without facial features, and even that smiling face was like a line drawn by hand.

The old monk was still floating in the air, bowing his head and chanting sutras without joy or sorrow, as if he didn't care about the changes in 'Yama'.

In his life, the only meaningful thing is guarding the glazed body of 'Yama'. This is his sin and his responsibility.

For this reason, he is willing to hide the truth from the residents of the whole city, and sit back and watch them become victims.

Although the real body of 'Yama' will disappear with the passing of the wronged soul, and will appear as the wronged soul gathers again, he still guards this dead thing.

Only when it completely disappeared, the old monk would break the oath, return across the sea, and follow the trace of 'Yama' to seal the other party again.

It's just that the speed at which 'Yama' disappeared didn't seem to be as fast as he had imagined. After half an hour, the glazed body still failed to restore its original color.

The old monk diffused his perception, and there was indeed a gap in the city wall, and the seal was indeed in a broken state because of this.

Has someone plugged that gap?

The old monk looked at 'Yama' with some surprise, it's impossible, there are millions of innocent souls, can't they be blocked?

The eyes of the legendary monk who has gone through the Tang and Song dynasties are full of doubts. In the previous hundreds of years, he has experienced many incidents of "Yama" unblocking, but none of them was as slow as this time.

Looking at the smiling face of 'Yama', he felt that the mocking smile seemed to be embarrassed, and it really turned into a funny face.

Thinking back to the attitude of the two foreign monks towards 'Yama' before, could it be that they have not seen each other for decades, and the Central Plains has emerged a large number of talented people, and they are no longer worried about the chaos of 'Yama'?

"I can guarantee that there will be a fleet coming from the mainland." Yang Yuefan became serious, very imposing, because he knew what kind of country stood behind him: "Now you can consider whether to stay here or prepare to return to China."

"What I want to explain is that this time, we will definitely vigorously develop the Far South Continent, and we will not stop at nothing like last time." Yang Yuefan filled a cup of tea by himself, because Mrs. Li Xuanbai was already in deep thought: "If If you continue to stay in Yuannan, you will still have the final say in Wangxiang City, and you will still be the city owner."

"If you're tired of living here and just want to go back to your hometown, you can do whatever you want." Yang Yuefan changed his subject: "It's just that the local side 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 and good for generations. No matter whether we return to our homeland or not, we are all descendants of the general family. Don't worry about it, Mr. Yang." Li Xuanbai chuckled lightly: "I believe that the official family will not treat our Li family badly."

The big man in black armor standing two meters behind Yang Yuefan couldn't help showing a contemptuous smile. Li Xuanbai didn't see this smile, but Li Huamei could see it clearly.

Her attention was always on Nangong Yujun. For a warrior, that armor beyond the times was like a night pearl in the dark, so eye-catching!

"I'm sorry, the official family you are talking about now doesn't count." Yang Yuefan shook the teacup in his hand: "But seeing that your orphans and widows have worked so hard in Wangxiang City for so many years, there should be huge subsidies. Enough for you to live a life without worrying about food and clothing."

"What!" Li Xuanbai accidentally knocked over her teacup. Li Huamei had never seen her mother lose her composure like this: "Could it be that my Da Song is already dead?"

Nangong Yujun endured it for a long time, but still let out a tractor-like laugh, which made Li Huamei look at him dissatisfied.

She doesn't have much affection for Song Empire, but this big black man's disrespect to her mother cannot be tolerated!

"If it's not that I can't beat you, I must beat you!" Li Huamei clenched her fists and whispered to herself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I can't beat you, I can't beat you..."

"You misunderstood, the Song Empire is still there, and Emperor Shengwen Rende Xianxiao is living a leisurely life as an old man, but some changes have taken place in the political system." Yang Yuefan casually said Zhao Ji's posthumous title, which attracted Nangong Yu Jun laughed again.

"You can understand that the emperor returned power to the people, and now the common people manage themselves, and the government is reforming the civil service system. The so-called aristocratic families in the past must either cooperate or..." Yang Yuefan didn't finish his sentence, but This blank space was enough for Mrs. Li to understand what he meant.

The disrespect towards officials in the other party's words is nothing compared to what he said inside and outside the words. Li Xuanbai, who was taught by his father since he was a child, can still hear the title of the holy man, benevolence, virtue and filial piety. of.

Even the jokes of the officials can be so unscrupulous. Could it be that something earth-shaking has really happened in the homeland?

Mrs. Li has experienced many storms in recent years. Although she was a little surprised at first, she quickly calmed down. If the changes that the young man said really happened over there, it would be a good thing for her.

In order to lead these nearly ten thousand people to live, and even live a better life, Li Xuanbai can be regarded as having no discipline in these years.

For example, to cooperate with the foreign alchemists in the New World, in exchange for a magic weapon that can suppress the shadow power. If the local audit is really made, the Department of Shipping, the Ministry of Rites, and the Privy Council will definitely trouble her.

"In this case, let's wait until the fleet you mentioned arrives, and then think about it." Li Xuanbai still didn't believe the other party's words, and she wanted to see if the fleet from the mainland existed.

Secretly, Mrs. Li also planned to send someone to communicate with the sailor captains about the situation in the local area, and finally judge whether the other party has concealed something.

The fleet Mrs. Li was looking forward to was already halfway through the voyage.

This fleet has already broken through the most polluted sea area by chaotic creatures, and repelled two patrol fleets of phantom forces. It can be regarded as having gone through the most difficult part of the journey.

No one complained of suffering, no one complained of being tired. These carefully selected aborigines, whether they were mortal navies or superhumans, were fanatical admirers of the new government.

"All for the sake of the empire, we must strive to arrive at Wangxiang City two weeks in advance!" On the flagship, the captain shouted passionately: "There are comrades waiting for us there!"