bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 348 How big is Sizhou?

In distant Liangzhou, the Han Yingzong outside Skyhawk City is busy transporting the large and small materials in the sect.

Since Liangzhou returned to Simeng, the Han Yingzong became the veritable No. [-] sect in this huge Liangzhou, and the people who had hid in the interior also returned to Tianying City one after another.

Family reunions, reunions, are always one of the most comforting things that can happen.

Right now, the officers and soldiers of the Liangzhou National Jurisprudence Department, together with the disciples of the Hanying Sect, are escorting a huge thing out of the border.

It was a fake mountain—an extremely high but unmelting mountain of ice and snow. As soon as Liangzhou was recovered, the National Judicial Department immediately issued an order to send this thing back to West Asia.

"After working for a long time, I finally finished everything."

Brother Yun stretched his weary waist, but looked longingly in the direction of West Asia.

"Senior Brother Guo, I heard that the Grand Duke of West Asia will come tonight, is it true?"

Standing beside him was Han Yingzong who was the captain of the Justice Department of Skyhawk City, but now he has become Guo Quan of the Justice Department of Liangzhou.

Brother Yun smiled: "Come on, Master Sizhou, we are all brothers in the same school, why are we still so unfamiliar with each other!"

Guo Quan snorted, but did not answer. He had heard that Junior Brother Yun had planned to put oil on his feet when the sect was in crisis. Still need to investigate.

"Lord Sizhou."

A voice came from behind the two of them, Guo Quan turned around for a moment, and immediately bowed his head and clasped his fists in salute: "Don't dare, my lord."

"Lord Sovereign." Brother Yun also saluted with a smile.

Yang Kai came over shaking his head with his hands behind his back, and grinned at the two of them: "Okay, don't worry about those etiquettes, Guo Quan, right now Han Yingzong is planning to build a school in the five cities and recruit disciples from the five cities into the sect, this matter is up to Xiaoyun Go do it, the two of you will have to deal with each other in the future, the relationship should be better, ah."

"Disciple understands."

Guo Quan nodded lightly, but it was Brother Yun who joked aside: "Sect Master, you are not formal now. When I first joined the sect, I couldn't even see your face. You have really changed. many."

Yang Kai snorted softly and didn't answer, he just looked up at the sky, and suddenly pointed out: "Hey, don't you want to see the Grand Duke of West Asia?"

Brother Yun heard the words and turned his head to look. Sure enough, in the distant sky, he saw a group of people and horses. They flew from the mid-air of West Asia, dragging stardust-like traces in the passing sky like comets, very beautiful.

The team was divided into two rows of eight people, and before the eight people, there was another striking silver-haired figure leading the way.

After a while, the group of people had already crossed the border, their speed slowed down visibly, and they landed in front of the three of them.

That silver-haired figure is none other than Grand Duke Tilda.

"Guo Quan, Judiciary Prefecture, Liangzhou, Simeng, welcome, Grand Duke."

Guo Quan, representing the official, took a step forward.

Brother Yun behind him looked at Tilda with surprise in his eyes.

Tilda was still dazzling tonight, her silver hair was like reflective satin under the moonlight.

But this was not the reason why Brother Yun was surprised—the Grand Duke was wearing a slim silver-plated dress armor, but only the arm armor was left on his left arm.

Her right hand is like an ice sculpture made of solid ice, shining brightly under the moonlight!

Such a beauty who was originally like a marble sculpture, now has an arm of ice crystals, a dreamy and unreal beauty that made Brother Yun fascinated all of a sudden.

Yang Kai coughed lightly, signaling Brother Yun not to look too impolite, and then took two steps forward, speaking as the Hanying Sect's suzerain: "Sizhou, Grand Duke, the ice sculptures left by the Hanying Sect in Necia have been emptied. Just now, the last batch has been shipped out of the country and sent to Bailan Mountain, and it will reach Talis Diocese in a few days."

Tilda nodded. Although her expression could not be called friendly, she did not put on airs: "Thank you Simeng for your help. These pieces of ice are left over from the last bloody battle. If ordinary people come into contact with them, there will inevitably be some It’s dangerous, please both of you to check more, so as not to harm innocent Simeng people.”

The "remains" in her mouth are actually the ice of Darklier that was used to seal Archbishop Gascon.

At the beginning, Gascon was sealed in the ice and sent to Simeng along with the Holy Grail according to Prince Gao's instructions. Now that the catastrophe is over, Han Dongwen naturally hopes that she will take the big bomb back as soon as possible.

The source of Gascon's power remains to be understood. According to some similar stories, the ice shards that seal him may also be affected by him, becoming dangerous and polluting.

This kind of thing must not just stay in Simeng like this.

"The Grand Duke came to supervise in person, and the Judge was much more at ease."

Guo Quan said with a straight face, but he was a little uncomfortable in his standing posture.

Not long ago, he was just a mere captain, and he could only nod in front of Sizhou Ma Kai on weekdays and call him submissive.

And after becoming Liangzhou's Sizhou, not to mention meeting many important people, he was suddenly qualified to meet high-ranking officials from West Asia.

Although he has a stern face now, he is a little nervous in his heart—it should be only the "eight Patriarchs of the Ashes Choir" who came tonight, but he was notified temporarily that even the Grand Duke of the Principality of West Asia will also come.

Isn't this the emperor of West Asia?
Have you been able to meet people of this level?
No matter how you think about it, it's a little unreal, but the Grand Duke in front of him is standing there alive, he can't believe it, but he has to believe it.

Once he believed it, Guo Quan began to imagine his future of meeting the Holy One in his mind.

"Simeng's officials are serious and responsible, and West Asia thank you."

Tilda's voice brought Guo Quan back from fantasy to reality, and he was about to answer when Tilda turned around, took something from the people in gray robes behind him, and handed it to Guo Quan. .

"This is……?"

In Guo Quan's hand was a wooden box with a black gold seal, which was not a common style in Simeng, and the gold seal on it was not the cross of the Catholic Church, but a long handle placed in front of the tower shield. The sword, flanked by uplifting wings.

"Your Excellency, please keep it for the time being. In a few days, Si Yang should order someone to fetch it." Tilda explained.

Guo Quan's expression immediately became serious.

Is this something left by the Emperor of West Asia to our Holy Majesty?
For a moment, protecting this thing seemed to become some kind of sacred duty, and Guo Quan hugged the wooden box tightly, wishing to promise to complete the task.

"Then, thank you again, and we bid farewell."

Tilda nodded slightly, and without delay, she led the eight men in gray robes towards the huge ice block that was transported out of the city.

Guo Quan looked at the direction where Tilda and the others were leaving, and was stunned for a long time, then suddenly said: "Sovereign, tell me... Can you see the Holy Majesty in this Sizhou?"

Yang Kai smiled: "When the score is scored, it is like the last time I built this Yihong Building. The Holy Majesty came to see it in person when he visited West Asia. Didn't Ma Kai meet the Holy Majesty at that time?"

"That's really..."

Guo Quan sighed a few words with emotion in a low voice: "If there is a chance, I really want to visit Siyang. Why do you think the emperor of West Asia can run around, and our sage doesn't like to run?"

"Ham, the Grand Duke of West Asia doesn't care about those ostentations, besides, what is the strength of this Grand Duke of West Asia, what is the strength of our Holy One? You still have to ask!"

Brother Yun next to him interrupted the conversation, but Yang Kai also smiled and said: "Xiao Yun is not wrong, as for the Grand Duke of West Asia, the three of us tied together, ten lives each are not his opponents. - Ah ball!"

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly sneezed.

"My lord?"

Brother Yun looked at Yang Kai in surprise: "You...are you feeling cold?"

It is impossible for a cultivator to suffer from these ordinary injuries.

Yang Kai frowned and curled his lips: "Feng Han, I'm afraid someone is talking bad about this sect!"

(End of this chapter)