Cute girl Shura

Chapter 177 Cruel Reality ([-])
On the construction site, there are all shirtless men, with big beads of sweat flowing on their dark backs, revealing traces of glitter.

I listened with my ears, and heard the impact of stones and iron tools, presumably because of the overnight rush to build the city.

When he walked a certain distance and saw it more clearly, he realized that these so-called "people" were actually souls!

A gust of black wind rolled up from behind him, and Mo Quin didn't look back at all, stretched out his palm effortlessly to inhale the wind.When he was still at the end of Weiyang, he was naturally unable to withstand the control of these spells, but now that he is a god of death, why should he be polite to them and kill one by one!
After only hearing a scream, Mo Mo clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, and shouted to the hard-working soul over there: "Hey, what are you doing here?"

A soul in the front wiped the sweat from his forehead, "We signed a soul agreement with the city lord, so we have to finish building this city before we can return to our bodies."

Sign a soul agreement?

"You are all dead, if you don't go to reincarnation, what kind of city will you build!"

"No, we are not dead yet, our bodies are still alive, but our souls are sent here to work. When the work is finished, we will all be alive. This is the agreement between the city lord and us."

Mo Qinmo's face darkened. This kind of soul that has been separated from the body can return to its own body. In this world, except for Mu Zishen's method of bringing the dead back to life, no one can have such a heaven-defying golden finger.

Thinking about it, he flew up and floated in the sky, and cast palm masks on those souls who refused to go back, and took away all their souls, "It's really stubborn."

When he landed, there was intermittent applause behind him.

Looking back, he saw a face that he wanted to pounce on and punch a thousand times...

"I don't know the Lord Death is coming, what is it?" Mu Zikan smiled, in this dark night where the tidal wind was roaring, the light of the moon seemed to be gentle but not dazzling.

"Mu Zishen, you are actually the city lord here?!"

A trace of disbelief flashed in Mo Qinmo's eyes, he still remembered that during the day, he sent that dying Mu Zishen to Yaoer's side, why now he was more heroic and energetic than himself What?

"Why, haven't you been looking for me to single out?"

Mu Zikan's expression was calm, and his tone was neither hasty nor slow.

As soon as Mo Quemo heard the one-on-one fight, he immediately got excited, no matter how he became the city lord here, since it was the string moon knife that guided them here, there is no doubt that the guy opposite is Mu Zishen.

"It seems that you are ready to die, then accept the move!"

Mo Quin jumped up at the end, and the palm of his hand followed the momentum to force towards Mu Zikan.Taking advantage of the geographical advantage, Mu Zikan easily dodged a few times, and then began to attack him.

Violence immediately filled the city, mixed with the sound of tearing wind, the city finally passed through several soul-stirring nights in a duel with no winner...

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The defeated Anfuli
The second day after the rain coincided with the early morning.

"Ahem..." There was an overwhelmed coughing sound on the ground.

When he opened his eyes, he could see the dilapidated scene in the room.Where is she... why can't she remember...

The familiar room instantly flooded her memories of the previous 15 years.It turned out that she came to Anfu and went back to her room.

In one part of the house, there is also a medicine stove with exhaust gas, which seems to have been turned off not long ago.

Yesterday, but it rained a lot?
I vaguely remember the smell of ghost paper and dust floating in the rain.

He reached out and touched the concentric lock in his arms, fortunately, it was still there.

I touched it further, but my heart was empty!The prince is gone!
"My lord?" She sat up in surprise, and looked down to see that her clothes had been changed.

She immediately got up and ran out. When she reached the threshold, she accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.

In a messy corner, she caught a glimpse of a familiar yellow cloth.It was the yellow dragon pattern she cut out from Wei Yang Zishen's robe, and then sewed it on Mu Zishen's robe.

"My lord! Is it really you?"

I was so sad yesterday, I only wanted to bring him back, but I didn't expect that I fell asleep.

The strange thing is, who changed the clothes on her body?Who lit the medicine stove next to him?

What was left in the stove was still the leftover medicine dregs, which had a strong bitter smell.

Looking at Wang Ye's current appearance, it is no different from yesterday, so it is definitely not him who has come back to life.Thinking of this, the tip of her nose became sore again, and she looked around at the dead silence around her, feeling extremely miserable.

"Daddy, could it be you?"

Then he smiled wryly, how could it be.

At most, he fainted from crying, changed his clothes in a daze when he came back, and turned on the stove again.

Wiping his red and swollen eyes, he stuffed Muzishen into his bosom, and then walked out of the room.

Fortunately, the weather turned fine today, and the shouting on the street resumed as usual.

Opening the door that was sealed with five seals, she strode out.

People passing and going outside the door heard the heavy sound of the door opening and saw Du Yao walking out from here, they all whispered to each other.

"Who is this girl?"

"I heard that An's family was ransacked and beheaded a month ago, and the nine clans were also executed. How can there be any relatives I know?"

"Looking at her young age, she is quite courageous."

Du Yao stood at the gate with firm gaze, scanned the crowd and said, "I am An Cong's youngest daughter, and my name is An Yao."

What An Ya said was correct, no matter what she said, she was also a member of the An family. Although she had never entered the genealogy, but at this moment, she was determined and wanted to enter the palace to face the emperor and ask the emperor to convict her.

"An Yao? Who is it? I've never heard of it..."

"Yeah, this girl looks familiar, as if she's seen it somewhere."

Under the eyes of everyone, Du Yao walked away from here.

She still doesn't know that her name was crossed out as early as the day when all the families were copied and chopped off.

At this time, she has nothing to love.Although in You Lai Wu Hui City, the man who looked exactly like the prince left her a way out, but she felt that he was also a poor person. He faced his lover all day long, just like this when she faced The muzi in his arms is like a ginseng, and he is in such a state of mind.

Walking and walking, passing the Regent's Palace.

She looked around suddenly, and the scene in the mansion was also full of depression.Come to think of it, the prince's mansion next door is like this.

Feeling low immediately, he walked all the way to the palace.

At the gate of the palace, shifts are changing, and no one is on duty at the moment.

Du Yao stepped into the palace gate without looking sideways, not paying attention to the two notices on the wall.

The face of Miscanthus was painted on the notice, and because of negligence in duty, the second prince died tragically and was sent to Ouchi Prison to await judgment.On the other notice, there is a portrait of Du Yao's face, and a reward of ten thousand taels is offered for arrest.

And those passers-by on the street who saw Duan Yao and said she looks familiar are suddenly realizing that they are passing 1 taels of gold.

Of course, time will not turn back, and there is no medicine for regret.

(End of this chapter)