Reflect the world

Chapter 25

"arrive!"

Someone who made a surprise sound awakened Tang Xuanming who was in deep thought.

He couldn't help but looked up and saw a little girl about ten years old talking with Xiang Liang and the others.

The girl was only in her teens, but she could already see her beautiful face, her black and beautiful hair, her skin as smooth as milk, and her big watery eyes, her every move was captivating.

However, she is as pure as a lotus flower, and her every move does not have the slightest charm, but has a kind of elegance, obviously she has received an extremely good education since she was a child.

"Miss Moon..."

The members of the Xiang family greeted each other familiarly, and the wounded even smiled.

Here they can be treated. One of the most skilled figures in the Mohist family, Duan Murong, the top imperial physician of the King Yan family, is here. All of them can recover quickly from the suffering they suffered.

Tang Xuanming's complexion was flat, without much fluctuation, and he was not at all curious about the absolute medical skills.

Not to mention that the world's top medical skills may not be useful in the wild world, the learning efficiency alone is enough to make him collapse.

The most important thing for him now is not to improve his medical skills, but to work hard to improve his strength, which is the basis for his survival.

If he can really become a Mohist giant, he will have endless benefits, and Duanmu Rong, who lives in seclusion here now, will also do his best to heal the Mohist giant's injuries.

After some politeness, a group of people rowed into the mirror-like lake, where the scenery was picturesque like a paradise.

It is a good place to live in seclusion, but for this group of resolute warriors, this is not a place to stay for a long time.

They left the seriously wounded, and all those who were slightly injured and able to walk left quickly, and did not stay here for long.

Gai Nie mysteriously disappeared with Tianming for a while, but soon, the top swordsman returned again, with a hint of fatigue in the depths of his eyes.

The ignorant and innocent Tianming didn't notice anything, but Tang Xuanming already knew that Ge Nie's journey to seek medical treatment had failed.

Duanmu Rong's medical skills can't resolve the yin-yang curse seal in Tianming's body. After all, Gai Nie will take Tianming to find the Taoist master who Zeng Nian ordered him to unravel the Yin-Yang curse seal that has been lost for nearly a hundred years.

"The relationship between Gai Nie and Duan Murong was also interrupted. I don't know if the official couple will be able to get together in the end?"

Tang Xuanming sighed in his heart. With Gai Nie, the number one swordsman in the world who pays attention to promises, he didn't worry about Tianming's life or death at all.

Even if it didn't follow the original history, the yin and yang curse seal in Tianming's body would be lifted eventually. On the contrary, if Gai Nie and Duanmu Rong missed it this time, it might be that they really missed it.

"It's a pity that there is a pair of official spouses."

Looking back at the center of Jingjing Lake, the small island is still there alone, beautiful and yearning.

But Xiang Liang, Xiang Yu, or Fan Zeng didn't have the slightest memory. In their hearts, the restoration of the country is more important than everything, and there is nothing more important than this.

Gai Nie, a person who has not been emotionally involved, and a unparalleled person who only knows how to pursue the way of the sword, will not have much nostalgia. His current thoughts are all on Tianming.

Only Tang Xuanming, who knew many things, would turn his head and stare at that place.

When the group of people drifted away, Tang Xuanming finally turned around and waited to go to the real Mohist mechanism city.

The only piece of pure land in the eyes of the world, the last piece of this piece of heaven and earth that does not need to obey the laws of Qin.

"After failing so many times, the public loser should also come out of the mountain, right?"

Tang Xuanming stared at the continuously rippling lake surface, with endless ripples in his heart.

The situation in Qin State is like the surface of this lake, the ripples spread little by little, and no one can be sure whether they will eventually form huge waves or disappear into nothingness.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Tang Xuanming clenched the bronze sword at his waist. What kind of effect would he, a low-level swordsman, create in the waves?

…………

"The wolf took advantage of the night and the mist to attack Xiang's convoy, and was beheaded by Ge Nie!"

Chi Lian took down a secret letter from a blue bird's foot, and after reading the contents, his expression was a little indifferent.

Wei Zhuang didn't fluctuate much, as if it was an insignificant stranger who died, not one of his three masters.

He just analyzed calmly: "The Xiang family is also gathering in the Mohist mechanism city, and the Taoist school also has top figures appearing in the mechanism city. These existences that should dissipate in the dust of history, do you want to show their presence again?"

Chi Lian's expression was indifferent, but her heart was faintly touched. She was also one of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and a descendant of the Korean royal family, but now she lived the life of a knight-errant who she despised most in the past.

It has become a power that princes and nobles can control at will, just like she could control rangers back then, and a light official position can make them fight to the death.

With the demise of the Six Kingdoms, all the nobility, all the etiquette, dissipated in the smoke and dust of history.

The rolling wheels of history keep rolling forward, crushing everything.

"Does the Mo family want to resist?"

The corner of Chi Lian's mouth seemed to be a half-smile, slightly mocking.

It seems to be mocking herself, and it seems to be mocking the Mo family.

"It's just a city of traps hidden in the water. The public loser has already chosen to take action. This one of the hundreds of schools that used to compete with the Mohist family made a move. I don't know if there are any giants in the Mohist family?"

Back then, Wei Zhuang's battle to become famous was to behead the giant of the Mohist school, and Chi Lian's words could be regarded as flattery.

Wei Zhuang looked indifferent, his white eyebrows were as long as his hair, hanging down to his shoulders, flying with the mountain wind.

"The Mohist giant is not dead."

"not dead?"

Chi Lian was taken aback, but Wei Zhuang said to himself: "The Mohist family has been quiet for so many years, and suddenly acted in such a high-profile manner. It seems that the Mohist giant has come out of the shadow of failure in the past. Are you going to take the mantle as a chariot?"

In the fierce mountain wind, Wei Zhuang's large black robe fluttered. Behind him, the three thousand Qin troops waiting in full force were silent, except for the occasional neighing of war horses.

The dense military formation could not hear the slightest noise, showing the extremely strict military discipline of the Qin army.

An army like Chilian Watcher has complicated expressions, and Wei Zhuang also has a slightly strange expression. No matter how advanced their martial arts practice is, they still find it difficult to face such a huge war machine.

In a head-on confrontation, no matter how high the martial arts is, there is no way to fight against thousands of troops, manpower is invincible.

"First Emperor!"

Wei Zhuang, one of the most outstanding heirs of Guigu, felt a little bitter in his heart. He turned his head, instead of looking at the orderly army, he looked in the direction of the Mohist Trick City.

(End of this chapter)