When the moon passes through the sky, the night is the thickest, but it is the most lively time in Changling Fish Market.

In the room with agarwood, a black bamboo grew lonely and disappeared quietly.

The woman in a red shirt stood in front of the window holding the Qin, her eyes covered by the dark rain awnings, but her mood turned to the place where several battles occurred today.

Her expression was as faint as usual, thinking about the two women who fought hard on the Wei River that day, and the sword that the eldest lady of the Gongsun family used today, but her mood fluctuations became more and more intense.

Another black bamboo appeared out of thin air in the clearing ground behind her, but it did not disappear with her breathing like before, but suddenly bloomed and grew crimson flowers.

As the bamboo bloomed, mysterious changes also appeared in her body.

Her skin quickly turned as pure black as black bamboo, and then quickly faded, no difference from usual.

The blackness in her pupils expanded a little more than usual, making her eyes look darker but brighter.

A black bamboo in the black shadow outside the door of this room also began to shake violently.

The old servant who had been following her on weekdays knocked in the door and looked at her, but was speechless.

He knew that she could have broken the realm long ago, but she never broke the realm, which was equivalent to an invisible contract with the powerful and powerful people in Changling, allowing Changling to give her a place to settle down.

"I felt something when I was fighting with Zhao Si on the Wei River that day."

The old servant of the merchant didn't say anything, but she started talking, still in the extremely gentle and sad tone: "The two of them were destroyed and their families were destroyed. Think about it carefully, I am not the same. My family is not there. I am also a lonely ghost in Changling. I have always been a thorn in my eyes. So many things have happened today. If you want to keep yourself alone, how can you keep yourself alone?"

The old servant of the merchant continued to remain silent for a moment and said, "Miss still remembers the revenge at home after all."

"Remember both the grudges at home and the kindness I have received."

The woman in red shirt said softly, "I have been safe in Changling for so many years. At least I know that if the man hadn't rushed back in a hurry, there wouldn't be anyone left in the business. I am a lonely woman, and I have no hope of taking revenge. This revenge has faded, but I remember it. Today, my heart is not calm, and it is still because of the Nine-Dead Silkworm."

She turned her head to look at the old servant who was always hunched over, and then said, "Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si, and Miss Gongsun, what kind of people are these people? If it weren't for the Nine Dead Silkworm, I wouldn't believe that I would burn my true energy like this today. As long as the Nine Dead Silkworm is here, this Changling will not be quiet. We will never be able to stay in the fish market safely. Is it that kind of person? Zheng Xiu will classify us as that kind of person? After all, for her and Yuanwu, we are just small fish that slipped through the net back then."

The old servant of the merchant was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and stopped talking.

A master of the seventh realm died, but someone quietly broke through the realm and became a master of the seventh realm. The storm and countless grievances were changing, and this was the real Changling.

...

Mo Shoucheng walked into the camp of the tiger and wolf northern army.

Huang Zhenwei followed respectfully behind him.

Some officials from the Shendu Supervisor quietly dispersed and withdrew from the huge iron spears, forming a blizzard area that could not be entered by the six realms.

In the center of the camp, Liang Lian's body did not restrain himself and was still lying in the dead place.

The ice and snow on his body had disappeared. In the hot summer, the ice and snow turned into water and penetrated into the land beneath him.

His body became shriveled, and the dark color penetrated into his body.

He looked completely different from a general who had just died in battle, but like a mummy who had been dead for many years and was dragged out of the mud.

Mo Shoucheng stood in front of Liang Lian's body and was silent for a long time.

"After all, he is the one who has made the country for me, Daqin."

He said this and took a big banner from afar, covering Liang Lian's body.

"It's a dead silkworm."

Then he turned around, nodded at Huang Zhenwei, and said.

Huang Zhenwei's pupils were extremely shocked. He knew that if even the old man was so sure, it would mean that the Nine Death Silkworm was not false, but a real existence, and had grown to an amazing level, even enough to kill Liang Lian.

Mo Shoucheng nodded again and said, "It was Yi Shi Tian who killed him... It was one of the man's strongest sword intents. You can cut out Yi Shi Tian Tian before any powerful force."

Huang Zhenwei couldn't speak, he could only listen.

Mo Shoucheng continued: "Those who killed Liang Lian were less than seven realms. If they were less than seven realms, they could use such sword intent... The man from that time could not understand such sword intent until the seventh realm."

Huang Zhenwei was even more speechless. He couldn't believe that there was an existence in this world who was more talented than that person back then?

"Maybe that person had a successor many years ago, but the successor never showed up."

"Maybe that man had already accepted the apprentice, and even the queen didn't know about him, and he didn't tell the queen about him."

Mo Shoucheng was different from usual. He did not give Huang Zhenwei much time to think independently, and then said, "The queen will go crazy."

Huang Zhenwei looked up suddenly.

He could not think about all the meanings contained in this sentence at this time, but just the word "Queen" seemed to make him feel that cold aura.

"The Nine Dead Silkworm and the Nine Nether King Sword appeared at the same time. Bai Shanshui killed Xu Fenqin, and Zhao Si led the Queen's sword, including the Nine Dead Silkworm entering and exiting here through the underground Yin River, these are not isolated."

Mo Shoucheng looked directly at Huang Zhenwei and said slowly: "The only one in this world who can disrupt the Queen's mind is the Nine Dead Silkworm. If I knew who the descendant of the Nine Dead Silkworm was, there would not be much trouble. But now the descendant of the Nine Dead Silkworm is always unknown, and it is far stronger than she imagined... What I worry most is her, and I am worried about what she will do next."

Huang Zhenwei's face began to pale.

He thought of many past events in Changling three years before Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne.

He finally began to truly understand what his teacher was worried about.

"The emperor is already in the eight realms, with political harmony and people. The Qin Dynasty is unprecedentedly strong. Even if these nine-death silkworms have reached this point, even if the people of Bai Shanshui and Zhao Jianlu are getting stronger and stronger, they are still too weak compared to the current Qin Dynasty."

Mo Shoucheng knew that he had understood, but continued: "After the Lushan Alliance, the other three dynasties will threaten them, and the queen will act without any scruples. If she wants to be cold, she will become even more cruel."

Huang Zhenwei's breathing became difficult, "Teacher, what should I do now?"

Mo Shoucheng looked at the beloved disciple, and a look of pity and emotion appeared in his eyes. He sighed softly and said, "Check, find out who is the Nine-Dead Silkworm..."

After a slight pause, he turned to look at Liang Lian's body, which was covered by the banner, and continued: "When I come here to kill him, there will be a way to go in and out, and there will be traces. Only by finding out who is the one who has truly obtained the inheritance of the Nine-Death Silkworm, can the queen not go crazy."

Huang Zhenwei felt uncomprehensible again.

Isn’t these matters between Shendujian and Jiantiansi?

Why do your teacher check it out by yourself?

But he was one of the wisest people in Changling after all, so he quickly understood what the old man meant, "Teacher, do you don't trust Shendujian and Jiantiansi?"

"In Changling, don't trust anyone too much."

Mo Shoucheng smiled bitterly and said, "And I don't have much time."

Huang Zhenwei looked at his eyes that suddenly became dim and turned dim, his heart twitched in an instant, and he screamed in shock, "Teacher"

Mo Shoucheng waved his hand and said softly: "At most, three months are left."

Hearing this sentence, Huang Zhenwei was lingered in great pain. He couldn't believe that this was true. He couldn't believe that the old man who had been guarding the city for many years was really about to leave the city, but he knew that this incident was extremely real.

"It's because I don't have enough time, so everything has to be fast."

Mo Shoucheng said softly and extremely seriously: "Like a slump candle, there will always be someone who will want to use its last light to do something."
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