Chapter 792 Bad News

Two days ago.

As the framework of Truth Hengchang was shattered, the door to the Endless Sea slowly closed, hiding the figure of the thunder guard.

From the beginning to the end, there was no fight between the strongest in the fifth level and the number one in Eastern Xia.

They just looked at each other coldly.

"It's a pity that the rainy weather is not conducive to traveling." Ye Xueya put down the beer in his hand and sighed softly, "How about we wait until the rain stops before setting off?"

The general turned back indifferently and looked at her face: "Let's go to where?"

"Let me think about...the border, how about it?"

Ye Xueya pinched his chin, pondered for a moment and then said: "I have a way to get the best of both worlds, which can end the dispute between the military family and the public family in one fell swoop - the emperor can gain power, and the general can gain freedom..."

She said, "Since the country has no two masters, why not split it into two?"

Juntian White Fox raised his finger, like a knife, cutting the burning scene in the distance: "Split the current situation of Yingzhou and the border. The current situation belongs to the emperor, while the border is the territory of the general.

We have convinced the Emperor that as long as you accept the coronation of 'Kensu Susanoo no Ming', from then on, you can become the actual leader of the Yingzhou lineage, and you will have no worries! "

The general was amused, "Like Dongxia? Just like Xuanniao, just a decoration?"

"Sir General——"

Ye Xueya paused for a moment and said with some pity: "You were arranged until now by the old guy who you call a decoration. Don't you understand?"

From a long time ago, generals have been regarded as unstable factors by Dongxia.

Since the last Asian Rookie Competition, threats that Blackbird identified as having to be eradicated have been put on the agenda - whether it is to remove the important fulcrum of the American lineage in Asia, or for the next long-term plan...

It was from that time on that there was a tacit understanding between Xuanniao and the Emperor of Yingzhou.

Even if the Emperor is young, even if he is only fourteen years old, it still cannot change his nature as a creature of power. Beside the minor's bed, sleeping was an American...

An American who loves freedom the most in the world.

Who is not afraid of waking up with a sore butt?

Yingzhou people are not in the habit of eating Yizhou hot pot!

In this way, using amber as a bridge, the two parties formally entered into this covenant. Satomi Kohaku's existence as the leader of Anfang Country is the cornerstone of this alliance.

The Yingzhou genealogy will get rid of the influence of the American genealogy and move closer to the Eastern Xia.

As for whether the helpful neighbors will tear off their friendly faces after getting rid of the scoundrels in the house, that is already something to consider in the future——

After solving the general's personal problem, the emperor will regain complete power internally. From then on, there will be only one voice in the Yingzhou genealogy.

Susano's words would be of no use when the time came.

Who made the Yingzhou genealogy a lineage for eternity since ancient times? The Emperor himself possesses the attributes of a human being and a god, and is the indispensable cornerstone of the Yingzhou genealogy? At worst, there will be another wave of "confluence of gods and Buddhas" style counter-revolutionary movement, and those younger brothers who are repeatedly jumping around will be dealt with, and at least there will be a revival.

As for carrying it forward... forget it, big brother, don't think about being so beautiful for ten generations, okay?

It is too far from America, too close to Eastern Xia, and next door is the Wuchang recognized by the Astronomical Society... In this monster room of Asia, except when the Wanshipai changes versions, when has the Yingzhou lineage been carried forward?

Rather than seeking to get rich overnight, it would be great to be able to return to the previous stage of prosperity.

So it was decided.

After the other party signed the contract, Xuanniao put on his reading glasses and read the newspaper for a few days and realized that this matter was easy to handle. He came to Ye Xueya and said: "Xiaoye, you go for a run in a few months." When the time comes, just let Can Guang block the door and be done with it.

As for whether he was behind the instigation of the affair between the general and the Golden Dawn, and what other arrangements there were, as long as he didn't say it himself, I'm afraid others wouldn't be able to get a clue, let alone a handle.

Ye Xueya guessed a little bit, but she was too lazy to think about it. Since it was Xuan Niao's meal, she only brought her mouth to eat.

Just like that, I watched helplessly as the general burned firewood, blew the fire, and sprinkled the ingredients - stewed himself in the iron pot.

There was no disruption of order, no injury, no criticism, and in the end no action was even taken.

Fu Canguang didn't come here just to fight.

But as the Guardian of Asia recognized by the Astronomical Society, the Heavenly Punishment of East Asia, he came to take a look and told him: the world behind the door has everything except the freedom he wants.

A dead end.

To be honest, Xuanniao really hopes that the general will take action, so that he can issue a black letter in the name of the Astronomical Society and kill him completely.

From the beginning, this was a fishing expedition.

"There are still six hours left before the Extraordinary Meeting of the Five Permanent Members of the Astronomical Society, General." Ye Xueya said: "Before Dongxia submits the issue, you still have one hour to consider Xuanniao's proposal. He doesn't like to wait for others."

"In less than an hour, I can answer you right now."

The general sneered: "He's dreaming."

After being a prisoner of the American genealogy for so many years, do I still want to be a prisoner of the Eastern Xia?

They are both prisoners, so what's the difference?

He had never considered this proposal from the beginning.

So, Ye Xueya sighed and stopped talking.

The general reached out, opened his wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey, unscrewed the cap, drank it all, and looked up to admire the sun rising in the distance.

"After living here for so many years, this is the first time I've seen the sunrise." He lit the cigar at the corner of his mouth and sighed softly: "It's so beautiful."

"Would you like two more drinks?"

"No need." The general waved his hand and threw the bottle into the trash can. "I have never liked this kind of thing from the beginning..."

After that, he turned around and walked straight towards the door.

After passing through the exquisite and gorgeous hall and long corridor, the door opened.

There, the commissioner of the Astronomical Society had been waiting for a long time with an arrest warrant from the Astronomical Society.

"Do I need to wear handcuffs?" the general asked.

"No need." The commissioner opened the car door for him: "Please, General."

The general smiled and got into the car.

"Drive slower."

He stared out the window at a view he had never admired before, "Let me take a good look at the view."

The dark car started and slowly drove away along the road.

Disappear.

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On the beach, Ye Xueya finally let out a sigh of relief.

"To be honest, I originally thought I would take action, but I was scared to death." She shook her head and sighed: "Unfortunately, Uncle Fu, you guys didn't decide the winner."

She asked curiously: "I really want to know who is stronger, you or the general?"

Next to Ye Xueya, Fu Canguang's figure slowly emerged.

"Although I didn't win, he had already lost."

The middle-aged man looked at the seascape in the distance and sighed with pity: "His era has long passed, but he has never been willing to admit it."

Veterans have long since withered silently.

Three days later.

In the ward of the affiliated institution of the Survival Hospital, Shah held his chin, looked at the information in his hand, and sighed: "It's still alive and kicking. It's really amazing, Huai Shi."

"To be honest, even I..." Huai Shi shrugged, lying in the frame of the instrument, looking at his appalling values.

Now, I finally realize the benefits of krypton gold.

Huai Shi, 18 years old, lives in Shizui Hall, is unmarried, and works for Ivory Tower. Tool workers work overtime 24 hours a day until dawn, smoke and drink, and never sleep. The essence is full of curses, and the blood is full of poison. Moreover, the last time I had a fight before going to bed, I ate a cell that destroyed elements, and then fell asleep until now, lying in the ICU of the Survival Hospital.

Even the Survival Institute was surprised. Why didn't he die suddenly?

The Stigma is about to collapse, his soul is full of cracks, and the abyss has eroded to such an extent that, instead of solidifying, he still looks healthy.

As for divinity…

In order to stuff the piece of flesh of the immortal beast into Guixu, Da Siming's divinity was basically completely burned away.

Take it from Danbo and use it in Danbo. Huaishi doesn't feel bad at all, he just has a headache.

Headache in the medical sense, migraine from time to time.

That was the evil result of the lack of Essence. Now he seemed to be back before he was seventeen years old. The Essence was being extracted by Guixu every moment. The dandruff used to suppress and seal the eternal beast within was enough. Not on the cell tissue.

"Well, I've finished reading the report."

Shah closed the thick book in his hand, held his chin and asked: "Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"...Why don't we call another person to come, and tell the good news on the left, and the bad news on the right, to hedge each other?" Huai Shi suggested: "Maybe the person will be fine."

"Creative, hahahaha! I will definitely tell this joke to Nifenheim at the quarterly meeting next time!"

Shah clapped his hands and applauded, then put away his smile and said, "Let's start with the bad news."

"I want to hear good news."

"The bad news is a bit serious."

Shah pretended not to hear and said seriously: "Based on our careful exploration, careful analysis, meeting discussions and expert group research... we finally regretfully found that with the technology we can now disclose, there is basically no way to convert the immortal The flesh of the beast shall be taken from your ruins.

Look, the results of this probe scan..."

He raised the film in his hand to show Huai Shi, and it had turned into a blood-red vortex.

"Da Siming's divinity is really weak to deal with an opponent of this level. Although he successfully sealed it in Guixu, it has been almost worn out. And the cells of the immortal beast are also under the oppression of the outside world. Next, combined with Gui Xu... How should I put it?"

He thought for a moment, clapped his hands, and said with a beaming expression: "Well, let's simmer the white rice over low heat, and then it will stick to the pan after it is cooked!"

"ha?"

The Sophora poet was dumbfounded, and immediately realized the hidden meaning in his words, "Wait a minute, the public technology can't be done, what about the one that can't be made public?"

"Of course it can be done."

Shah nodded, and then replied: "But after using it, you can no longer disclose it to the public. One private seat at the headquarters of the Survival Institute, 24-hour air conditioning, do you like it?"

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