The Age of Lords Reborn

Chapter 703 Resurrection is not easy (for subscription)

After Mr. Hong finished speaking, Mo Xiaobai thought for a while, and his expression became strange.

Shennong Mountain!

That should be the ruins of the Mohist Academy.

There are probably no Mohist people now.

But the Mohist General Academy has stood there for a hundred years, and it is really difficult for a person to get out by mistake.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaobai said: "I know about this, you just stay at ease, I will send someone to rescue you, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Old Hong also understood his situation, and immediately sighed: "That's the only way to go, you have to hurry up, lest the old man starve to death in the mountains before he can display his abilities."

"Haha, Mr. Hong, your job change should be very powerful?"

"I'll keep this secret for the time being, and it won't be too late to tell you when I go out."

Are you still playing mystery?
Mo Xiaobai was speechless, and said to himself, "You can do whatever you like," and ended the communication with Mr. Hong.

After finishing the communication, Mo Xiaobai set off to return to Youran Village, and found Bai Hualin who still stayed on the island.

"What? I just came back, and you want me to go to Daqin again?" Knowing the reason for Mo Xiaobai's visit, Bai Hualin's eyes widened even wider than when he was observing the flashing starfish.

"It's not exactly what I want. The person you want to save is likely to be trapped in the ruins of the Mohist family. Maybe it's the ruins of the organ city."

"impossible!"

Bai Hualin said decisively, with an expression of 'I know the Mohism better than you': "I have experienced dungeons, I have been to the Mohist General Academy, and I have stayed in Daqin for so long. If the ruins are still there, would I not know about them? ? And I have already seen it in the plane, if the Mohist General Academy still retains the so-called ruins, he will not fail to tell me."

Belly, that is, the poor old man who had to execute his son with the ink method during his tenure as a giant.

Mo Xiaobai was not surprised to hear that Bai Hualin had met her reclusive belly again in the plane. After all, she was the player who took on the epic task of revival of the Mohist school.

But Mo Xiaobai didn't believe it if he could be sure that the site of the Mohist General Academy did not exist in Shennong Mountain.

Because he knew very well that the ruins were there!
"You said that you have experienced dungeons, why are you still so overestimating? Things he doesn't know may not really exist. It's like he doesn't even know whether his son killed or not." Mo Xiaobai smacked his lips , and then asked strangely: "By the way, you saw the abdomen, did you see his son who should have been killed?"

"No, it is estimated that their father and son should never communicate with each other in the plane."

When Bai Hualin was told by Mo Xiaobai, his brows were also frowned: "It's just that even if there are ruins in the Mohist General Academy, there are only ruins left. Who would go to such a place?"

"Didn't you know when you went?"

Mo Xiaobai shrugged immediately, and then said: "But I didn't say I want you to leave today, that place is not easy to enter, wait a few days, I will prepare some things for you in a few days, and you can run for me again Don't care if it's the Mohist ruins, just try to save Mr. Hong."

"Wait a few days? Give me what?"

Facing Bai Hualin's questioning, Mo Xiaobai also played tricks, saying that he would see the outcome in a few days.

.........

It's the Spring Festival again.

At the end of this year, it was even more lively than last year.

The cultural relics of the Dream City are advancing side by side, and there are dozens of civil servants and generals serving under Mo Xiaobai's command.

At this time last year, the territory had just reached the township level, the population was nearly ten times smaller than it is now, and the area it controlled was four or five times smaller.

"Gentlemen, drink with me."

According to last year's practice, Mo Xiaobai still celebrated the coming New Year with his subordinate Wenwu on the day before the Spring Festival.

What is different from last year is that as the system of the Dream City becomes more and more perfect, this year's year-end assessment statistics and reward distribution have already been finalized as early as the 26th of the twelfth lunar month.

At the same time, because of the stipulated holidays, the mayors, deputy mayors and principals of Heze and Jinyuan Towns all returned to Dream City one after another. Hua Xiong, a student from the capital school Chu Xiang, went out to hunt for treasure.

After having a drink with everyone, Mo Xiaobai took advantage of the wine and said, "The development of Dream City this year is obvious to all. Dream City has been promoted to a county seat as it wished, and the two subsidiary territories have also been promoted to the third level of the town. , the four secondary villages have all reached the second-level scale. In terms of the scope of the territory, no one in China can match us."

"It will be a new year in two days. I am here to have another drink with you, and wish my Dream City an even brighter next year!"

"Come on, do it!"

After Mo Xiaobai finished speaking, he drank another bowl of rice wine, and the civil and military officials below, led by Guoyuan and Li Ji, also toasted and drank together, looking equally joyful and happy.

Firstly, the New Year's Eve is really worth celebrating, and secondly, it is also Mo Xiaobai's generous reward a few days ago.

Speaking of it, it was just the basic operation of making rice and hair oil, but the Jiuxiang rice and black corn and corn oil that Mo Xiaobai sent out were extraordinary.

At the same time, there are other specialties in the territory, and everything to eat and drink is complete.Not to mention the special effects of these special products, just satisfying the appetite is already desirable.

The days when they came to the Dream City seemed to be the life that these celebrities yearned for.

After drinking for three rounds, Mo Xiaobai was about to leave the table, toast and chat with his confidantes, but he didn't want a thunderbolt to explode above his head, making his hair stand on end.

Li Guang reacted the fastest, jumped up to Mo Xiaobai's side immediately, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, I will protect you to leave."

Following Li Guang's movements, the rest of the generals stood up one after another, some rushed out to check the situation, and some surrounded Mo Xiaobai.

Although the scribes nearby were also startled, they quickly regained their composure. Guo Jia raised his head in doubt, and quickly said, "This thunder is not coming towards the Lord's mansion, it should be behind."

rear?

Hearing what Guo Jia said, Mo Xiaobai showed a bit of joy, and walked directly to the outside of the hall: "Follow me, it's Dr. Dong who will have the result."

Doctor Dong, of course he was talking about Dong Zhen.

Since Dong Zhen mentioned last time that success is not far away, a few days ago Dong Zhen asked her sister to say that she would go into seclusion for the final attempt.

Mo Xiaobai knew that Dong Zhen was refining the Resurrection Pill at a critical juncture, and what he sold to Bai Hualin was also the Resurrection Pill.

Hearing the thunder on the flat ground at this moment, how could Mo Xiaobai not know that it was the celestial change caused by Dong Zhen.

Revival!

It's not easy to do!
They rushed to the territory with a group of civil and military personnel from Dream City, and before they got close to the small courtyard of Dong's family in the south of the valley, they saw another thunderbolt striking the back mountain.

The back mountain is where Dong Zhen retreated.

This is also a wise move. If she stayed in the small courtyard, even if the thunder did not scare the nearby residents, it would destroy her house and the medicine field to nothing.

But when Mo Xiaobai quickly approached the back mountain, he could see a beautiful figure waving his arms on the mountainside, and eight round pills were floating and rolling in the air waves.

As another thunderbolt fell, Dong Zhen waved his hands, pushing Yuandan to collide with Thunderbolt.

　I finally stayed up late to write it out, well, although I always update it in the middle of the night, I actually suggest that you read it during the day instead of staying up late like me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)