Nightfall Chapter 138: Never sleep (below)

"The mute speaks, put some salt on the cake."

There was a chant in the mist.

A figure slowly walked out of the fog.

It was a man wearing plain clothes but wearing a bun.

A thin wooden sword suspended in the air above his head, quietly breaking through the fog.

It is Ye Su who is walking in the world, and his sword.

The second brother slowly got up.

He sat back to back with the four brothers all night.

He hasn't slept all night, and the tired look between his eyebrows can't be concealed.

Listening to the chants coming from the fog, everyone in the college looked wary and even a little nervous.

"Put more salt on the cake."

The second brother said to Muyou who was pancakes by the stove: "It seems that his mouth is heavier."

This is a not funny joke.

But he never tells jokes, so he looks so funny that everyone laughs.

Then it was quiet.

The second brother started telling jokes, and everyone felt a little uneasy.

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Ye Su asked: "What is so funny?"

Second Brother said: "Only you appear, naturally you are more ridiculous."

Ye Su said: "It seems that you are not surprised by my appearance."

The second brother said: "The Lord has been here yesterday, and the flies are flying, why care about one more."

Ye Su said: "In Chang'an, I want to fight with you."

The second brother said: "If it wasn't for the brother's disapproval, when you saw through the small Taoist temple in Chang'an city, I would have taken my sword out of the mountain to find you."

Ye Su said: "A sword is used to kill."

The second brother raised the iron sword in his hand and said: "I won't say that the sword is already in such nonsense."

Ye Su smiled and asked: "Then what are you going to say?"

The second brother said: "What I want to say is that the timing of your appearance is very bad and it is very bad for you."

"What's the solution?" Ye Su narrowed his smile. Asked calmly.

The second brother said: "I have killed hundreds of people in the past two days, and the sword is flourishing."

"Liu Bai has been waiting for you to kill until you really rise, I don't want to wait any longer."

Ye Su said: "Because then. Or is the worst time."

Then his brows suddenly frowned, and he said, "Jun Mo, you are a bit bad now."

The second brother's answer was calm and serious.

"I haven't slept all night. Naturally, I feel a little ill."

Ye Su said: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

The second brother said: "No."

Ye Su raised his brows slightly and asked: "Why?"

The second brother said: "Because you are not Liu Bai yet."

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You are not Liu Bai, you may become Liu Bai, but now you are not Liu Bai.

So even if I didn't sleep all night, I have the confidence to defeat you.

This is what the second brother wants to convey.

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The ordinary soldiers in the coalition army of Xiling Temple do not know who that person is.

Some of the highly qualified priests in the temple guessed the identity of the person in the mist, and their expressions were overwhelmingly happy.

Yeh Hongyu frowned slightly.

She once regarded that person as an idol and the goal of her practice.

But now in her eyes. That person is also an idiot.

Just like the master and Liu Bai.

Because they have been cultivating for a long time, they are too proud to eat the fireworks. So pure heart and few desires.

They are all masters.

Even saints.

But not the one who can win the final victory.

On the battlefield of life and death. Pride is not tolerated, no grace is required

At this moment. She thought of Ning Que again.

I don’t know who will be the victorious person many years later, if both are alive.

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Ning Que didn't know that Ye Hongyu, the contemporary great priest of adjudication, had such a high evaluation or expectation of him. At this time, all his mind was on the ground in front of him.

On the broad granite ground, there are countless three-dimensional shapes composed of light fog and lines. In the thick city wall surrounded by light, there are Wanyan Pagodas less than a knee high, like scale-like squares.

This is the miniature Chang'an City, which is the Shocking Array.

Ning Que sat cross-legged outside the Chang'an City, inspecting silently and intently.

He has watched all day and night.

He has already seen the problem.

Chang'an city is blocked.

It's not that the wide Zhuque Street is blocked by horse-drawn carriages, nor is it that the streets of Dongcheng are blocked by vendors, and it's not that underground waterways are blocked by those silt, it's not a real blockage.

It's that the aura of heaven and earth in this male city circulates, and it becomes a little uncomfortable.

Ning Que could see with his naked eyes the light and fog flowing in more than ten places in Chang'an City, which was obviously disturbed and condensed into a mess.

Chang'an City is a formation.

A big formation that can shock the mind.

The power of this large formation comes from the flowing atmosphere of the world in Chang'an.

Thousands of years ago, the city of Chang'an was built. With supreme wisdom, the master took advantage of the topography and palace buildings in the city to draw the breath of heaven and earth into the city, laying down this self-repairing and endless business circle.

In the years that followed, the breath of heaven and earth, which should have flowed freely, was blowing like a breeze in Chang'an City, still free, but began to have its own rules.

These rules are the origin of the Shocking Array.

Time is the most ruthless and powerful weapon. Although Shocking Array can repair itself, it still needs people in the city to maintain it if it is to maintain its best condition.

The Tang court has a special fund to do this, and the most important work of the Ministry of Industry's Clear Water Department is to be responsible for dredging the natural waterways and lakes in Chang'an City.

The cleanup of Yanming Lake is a civil engineering project on the surface, but it is actually a routine maintenance of the Shocking God Formation.

But it is of course impossible for the Shocking God Array to lose its power due to some architectural changes or terrain changes. In fact, even if the court has never carried out maintenance, this should not happen.

Ning Que got up and walked into the city of Chang'an where the fog was condensed. He crossed Yanming Mountain and came to the imperial city that was not knee-high. He bowed and pulled out the half-array eye pestle inserted into the ground.

With this action, Chang'an City on the granite ground gradually turned into a thick mist, and then condensed down into a water-like light liquid, slowly permeating down the scratches on the ground.

The eye pestle in his hand gradually darkened, and the complicated patterns merged with the body of the pestle.

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Ning Que left the palace and came to the wall.

He looked at Chang'an City under the city wall and was silent for a long time.

The chaos in Chang'an has subsided, and life is gradually returning to normal.

There are more and more carriages on the streets, and the pedestrians are calm, but mostly in a hurry.

Datang has been fully mobilized at this time, and the Tang people are doing their own things seriously.

They know very well that only in this way is the best support for the soldiers fighting on the front line.

Ning Que hasn't slept for a long time. He is very tired and his eyes are astringent.

He closed his eyes and began to feel the city.

He seemed to see the calm and firm heart of the Tang people.

At the same time, he saw more than ten blockages in the breath of heaven and earth.

When all Chinese people regained their confidence and courage.

He saw the crisis in Chang'an City.

He was anxious.

He can't sleep all night.

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