A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
The imperial city of Dou Ling Empire has been completely looted.
Even if there are some remaining resources, they are not much.
This group of evil soul masters had no reason to fight with Lin Chaoci in this right and wrong, so they had already packed up and prepared to evacuate. The three titled Douluo on the evil soul master's side had a fight with Lin Chaoci, but ended up with After the tie ended, these evil soul masters had no choice but to step down the stairs and left this place of right and wrong in dejection, not giving other sects, nobles, academies and empires a chance to surround them.
Fighting and walking at the same time, he has learned the essence of guerrilla warfare.
The entire Dou Ling Empire was thrown into chaos.
The whole world is disturbed and there is no peace.
This is what the public knows.
But it's not the real side.
Indeed, many smart people had suspected that this was a drama directed and performed by Lin Chaoci. Long Xiaoyao was invited to watch the ceremony, but not just one person saw it. It was possible that the two of them had something going on behind the scenes.
However, after Lin Chaoci drove away the evil soul masters entrenched in the Douling Empire Imperial City, he stopped moving. Instead, he ordered the members of the Wanshan League to support the Douling Empire Imperial City and help the Douling Empire Imperial City. The residents rebuilt their homes and did not follow the evil soul master to gain reputation. These smart people habitually washed away the suspicion on Lin Chaoci and no longer doubted Lin Chaoci.
And Lin Chaoci also took advantage of this false reputation.
Under the eyes of everyone in the world.
Playing a trick of stealing the sky and changing the day!
Precisely because everyone knew that he was in the imperial city of Dou Ling Empire, he was able to return to Dou Yi Universe silently to suppress the Haotian Sect!
Is it really difficult to change the day and night?
There is a black jade unicorn disguised as him.
As long as you don't take action, no one will know whether he is real or fake.
Moreover, Moyu Qilin also knows the four imperial arts.
If you don't really fight, it doesn't matter even if you use your hands.
The drizzle at the end of October is slightly cool.
It’s not yet November.
Except in the far north, there is no time for light snowfall.
The main road leading to the Star Luo Empire's imperial city is no longer muddy, and all the small roads extending from the main road have been effectively repaired. Asphalt concrete is a good thing, and it is perfect for road construction.
Raindrops hit the pavement.
Tiny water splashes.
It's not obvious, because the road is very smooth. Not only that, drainage ditches are also made on both sides of the road. There is no water accumulation, and there is no big splash.
There are few pedestrians.
After walking for more than ten kilometers, you can see an ox cart or horse carriage.
However, it's normal.
If there is no emergency, most people will not rush in the rain.
However, Lin Chaoci particularly liked the rainy atmosphere. It was quiet, healing, and maybe a bit empty and foresty, but he was not afraid of it, nor did he hate it.
The drizzle that came with the wind seemed to have lost its friction the moment it fell on his black cloak. It fell down like small glass beads and hit the ground as expected, breaking into pieces. water.
A magical scene.
But no one noticed.
Even if a horse-drawn carriage or bullock cart passes by.
He also turned a blind eye to Lin Chaoci himself.
It seems that there is no such person as Lin Chaoci here.
This is the effect of reduced presence.
However, ordinary people and soul masters have different perceptions.
Just like ordinary people can clearly see people fifty meters away but cannot see ants clearly, soul masters can clearly see ants fifty meters away. The hearing, smell, touch, and even intuition of soul masters are also better than ordinary people. People are strong.
Therefore, many of the movements that can be hidden from ordinary people cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of soul masters. The trick of reducing the sense of presence is not invincible. Soul masters with keen senses can naturally detect Lin Chaoci.
However, there are very few soul masters on this road.
…
If it is a road, there will be an end.
The end of this main road is Xingluo City.
That is, the capital of the Star Luo Empire, the Imperial City.
However, the road to Haotian Sect does not need to go through the city, nor does it need to go around the city. Follow the third fork, go down to the left, and walk a hundred meters in one step, fleeting like a ghost.
I don’t know how many small animals on the roadside I scared.
One hundred meters per second, six thousand meters per minute.
One hour is 360 kilometers.
Actual speed will deviate from data speed.
However, it is quite suitable to use as a reference.
Lin Chaoci did not calculate the time.
All I knew was that I had been gone for about two hours.
The asphalt concrete road is broken.
At the port, there is a fork in the road.
They are all dirt roads and stone roads.
The dirt road was muddy.
The stone road is covered with moss.
Stone roads mix with dirt roads.
Some sections of the road are dirt and gravel.
Some sections are rocky and dirt.
In the rainy countryside, when the wind blows, an earthy smell hits your face. Fortunately, there is no cow dung smell. It may be that it is far away from the nearby village. Even if there is a smell, it cannot drift to the road here.
In the mist and rain, a hazy village can be seen.
If it weren't for finding joy in suffering.
It can't be said to be poetic or picturesque.
Who doesn’t like ancient buildings with unique charm, but prefers a low and unattractive self-built bungalow with sparse fence posts?
The pastoral scenery in the eyes of the nobles and the pastoral scenery in the eyes of the common people are two different things.
One is a winery and farm covering an area of several acres.
It is a spectacular sight of waves of wheat surging with a wave of your hand.
One is a rural area where even meals have to be calculated.
I'm afraid that if I eat too much this time, I'll be hungry next time.
According to the directions on the map, Lin Chaoci walked for about four hours. Because he didn't look at his watch when he set off, he only had a rough idea of the hours at the moment. He didn't bother to ask the calligraphy brush what the minutes and seconds were. .
Besides, it’s useless to ask.
A minute more or a second less is not important.
Just as Mo Yu Qilin believed in him, he believed that Mo Yu Qilin could buy him enough time.
Moreover, this is also a rare opportunity.
Poseidon Tang San wanted to use Tang San as a target to gain time for development.
How could he sit idly by and let Tang San develop wantonly.
Play with public opinion with Luo Weng, an expert at playing with public opinion.
Or, use facts to destroy all public opinion.
Or, they will be snared and manipulated by public opinion until they collapse.
If the Haotian Sect doesn't speak out, it would be really difficult to pour cold water on it. However, if it becomes an enemy of the Prince's Mansion, which had just contributed to this suppression, intends to force the palace, and forces the Crown Princess Zhu Zhuyun to come forward to take the blame for the New Deal, it will really deceive public opinion. Is it a plaything in their hands?
joke!
If he hadn't needed to clear some of his allies, this suppression jointly planned by various nobles and sects would have been strangled to death by him before it even started. How could it have caused such casualties?
So now...
"The pigs are getting fat!"
"It's time to kill!"
At the end of the road, there is a cliff.
On the other side of the cliff is a cliff.
The cliffs are connected with iron ropes.
Under the continuous drizzle, it seemed to be coated with a layer of oil.
When the strong wind blows, the swaying is disturbing.
Lin Chaoci stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the majestic building standing on the cliff opposite from a distance. With his sharp eyes, he could clearly see the plaque with the three words "Haotian Sect" engraved on it. He stepped forward like a light smoke. Normally, Tang San was walking on the very familiar ghostly shadowy footsteps, floating towards the Haotian Sect.
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