"Cunning humans."
"This is called wisdom, idiot!"
Wang Qiu'er curled his lips and said, "Quia."
Then she turned her head sharply, stared at Lin Yaoyang, and said, "You are the idiot! Your whole family is idiots!"
Lin Yaoyang did not answer her words and directly changed the subject, "Wang Qiu'er, you must have killed a lot today, right?"
"Hmm."
"How does it feel?"
Wang Qiu'er thought for a while and said, "It's more enjoyable than hunting in the forest."
Lin Yaoyang smiled and said, "You hunt Soul Hunting beasts to eat and keep yourself alive, but you kill Evil Soul Master to keep others alive. It's different."
"Evil Soul Master not only harms humanity, but also harms Soul Beast. This is a just act for you and me."
Wang Qiu'er asked, "Do you have to think so much before every fight?"
"I don't want to. I won't think about it until after the fight."
Wang Qiu'er wondered, "Why?"
"I wonder if there is a better way to save a few people from dying."
"..."
Do you want to be the savior?
Wang Qiu'er looked down at the healed wound on his arm. The pink scar was almost invisible in the moonlight.
Her fingers gently touched the scar.
She suddenly felt her ears feel a little hot, and quickly looked away to look at the bonfire in the distance.
"Lin Yaoyang!"
"Huh?"
"Don't touch my head casually in the future."
Lin Yaoyang was stunned for a moment. "Why?"
"There's no reason, it just doesn't work!"
Lin Yaoyang thought for a while and said, "Then I'll ask you for your permission before touching me next time?"
Wang Qiu'er turned around and glared at him.
"You!"
"You're kidding, don't touch me anymore!"
Wang Qiu'er stared at him for several seconds, then snorted and turned his face away.
But the slight curve at the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden under the moonlight.
Lin Yaoyang leaned on the gangway, looking up at the stars.
"Wang Qiu'er."
"What are you doing again?"
"What do you think of this airship?"
Wang Qiu'er glanced at the black airship parked in the open space.
"It's okay. But the color is a bit ugly."
"That's Holy Spirit Cult's painting. Let's ask Xuan Ziwen to change the color for us later..."
In the distance, Ice Empress's bright yellow eyes have been staring here.
She looked at it for a while, then looked away and closed her eyes.
"You brat, you are attracting bees and butterflies everywhere."
She muttered something softly and turned around, but after a while, she turned back again and continued to stare.
Noon the next day.
Xiao Lie and the messenger rushed to Luo'an Provincial Capital.
The envoys and Imperial Guards who delivered the edict originally thought they were just going through the motions, reading out the edict, collecting the seal, and escorting them back to Beijing.
No matter how courageous Xue Kui is, they would not dare to resist the decree. But they underestimated Xue Kui.
Even before the edict was read out, the provincial capital was already full of rumors.
It is said that the imperial court was deceived by traitorous ministers, that Marquis Xue Kui kept his injustice, and that Sun Temple was an evil heretic who colluded with traitors in the DPRK to frame Zhongliang.
These words were circulated in the streets, whispered in small restaurants, and discussed loudly in teahouses while banging the table.
In the square, the envoy unfolded the edict and read a few words before the crowd exploded.
"How can Master Xue Kui be a traitor? Your court is the thief!"
"Sun Temple kill our people! Steal our food! You don't speak for us, but you help them?!"
"Get out! We don't accept the order!"
Rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs flew out from the crowd and hit Imperial Guard's shield, causing juice to splash everywhere.
The envoy was protected by Imperial Guard, and his face was ashen.
He wanted to say, "This is His Majesty's will," but his words were drowned out by the roar of the crowd.
Imperial Guard, the young commander, made a prompt decision. "Withdraw!"
Imperial Guard protected the messenger, pushed through the crowd, and exited the square in embarrassment.
Behind him were loud curses and an increasingly angry crowd.
When they found Xiao Lie, Xiao Lie was resting at Post House.
The messenger who delivered the message rushed in, the expression on his face was uglier than crying.
"Master Xiaohou! The people in the provincial capital rioted and refused to accept the order! People from Xue Kui are still instigating, saying that the court has been deceived by treacherous ministers, and that Sun Temple is an evil heretic..."
He finished speaking in one breath and looked at Xiao Lie eagerly, hoping that Marquis of Zhenshuo could come up with an idea.
Xiao Lie touched his chin and said in a deep voice, "So, the citizens have started to riot?"
The messenger was stunned.
Xiao Lie's tone didn't sound like worry, but more like... a little happy?
The messenger said cautiously, "Master Xiao, even if it is a riot, the citizens may have just been incited by Xue Kui, right?"
Xiao Lie glanced at him and said, "How can you say that? You are His Majesty's envoy, and Imperial Guard, you represent His Majesty's face. These citizens are not afraid of His Majesty, which shows..."
"It shows that they are no longer ordinary citizens. These are obviously thugs! Rebels!
"We can no longer let it go, we must strike hard."
The messenger's face turned pale.
He understood what Xiao Lie meant, and Xiao Lie wanted to use this matter to clean up.
"Master Xiaohou, this..."
"Don't worry."
Xiao Lie patted his shoulder and said, "You came to convey the decree on behalf of your Majesty and have been wronged. As the governor, I cannot let you suffer in vain. You can rest in the city and leave the rest to me."
The messenger opened his mouth and wanted to say, "That's not what I meant," but when he saw Xiao Lie's unquestionable eyes, he swallowed his words again.
An attendant knocked on the door and walked in.
"Master Xiao, a general who calls himself Xiao Zhan wants to see you."
Xiao Lie's eyes lit up and he said, "Let him come in."
After a while, a middle-aged man in battle armor strode in.
He is tall and tall, has a resolute face, and walks with a battle-hardened composure.
He knelt down on one knee, and the armor leaves made a crisp sound when they collided.
"General Xiao Zhan, please see the Marquis!"
Xiao Lie stepped forward and helped him up with both hands.
"Get up. Xiao Zhan, you're here just in time. How many soldiers and horses do you have with you?"
Xiao Zhan stood up and stood with his hands down.
"Back to the Marquis, General Mo arrived first with three thousand cavalry and waited for the Marquis to dispatch. Another five thousand soldiers and horses followed."
Xiao Lie nodded with satisfaction. "Okay. Now that Xue Kui is rebelling and the empire is in crisis, it is the time for you and me to make contributions."
Xiao Zhan handed over his hand, "Please give me your orders, Lord Marquis!"
Xiao Lie smiled and said, "No rush. Wait for me to contact Yao Yang, and I will take action with him. Take down all Xue Kui and those rebel generals first. The rebels are leaderless, and then you take action."
"Yes!"
Xiao Lie glanced at the envoy next to him and said, "Before that, you should cooperate with Imperial Guard to deal with the thugs in the provincial capital first and ensure the safety of the provincial capital."
Xiao Zhan responded, "Yes!"
Imperial Guard, the little commander, looked confused.
"Ah? Shall we go too?"
Xiao Lie looked at him and said calmly, "You were escorting His Majesty's envoy and were besieged by the mob. Don't you want to regain your position?"
Imperial Guard The little commander gritted his teeth.
"Go!"
Forest outside the city, Red Sun Army station.
Lin Yaoyang stood next to the airship, watching the soldiers climbing up and down, getting familiar with this newly captured big ship.
"This stuff is more complicated than we thought."
Most of them know nothing about Soul Tool, let alone operating such a large soul airship.
A team leader came over and scratched his head, "Palace Master, do you really plan to drive it to the Northeast?"
"Otherwise? Just walk?"
"In two days, teach me how to take off and land. The rest will come slowly."
The squad leader responded with a grimace.
Wang Qiu'er poked his head out of the airship hatch.
"Lin Yaoyang, there is a button in the cockpit. If you press it, the red light will turn on. If you press it again, it will turn off. What is it for?"
Lin Yaoyang looked up at her and said, "I don't know."
"Didn't you say you knew how to operate it?"
"Just because I can operate it doesn't mean I know what each button does."
Lin Yaoyang confidently said, "As long as you can fly."
Wang Qiu'er glared at him and retreated into the cabin to continue his research.
Lin Yaoyang was about to follow when Communication Soul Tool rang.
He took it out.
The voice of Xiao Lie came from the communicator.
"Yao Yang, there is a bit of chaos here in the provincial capital. Xue Kui has incited the people and refused to accept the order. My people have already arrived. Is it convenient for you to come over?"
Lin Yaoyang thought for a while. "Where is Xue Kui himself?"
"Eighty percent in the manor."
"Okay. Sister Bing'er and I will go there and fall directly from the sky to give Xue Kui a surprise."
Xiao Lie laughed.
"That's what I'm waiting for you to say."
Communication ends the call.