I Became an Anonymous Boss

He thought for a long time before he remembered what she wanted to say when she opened and closed her lips.

He spoke with difficulty: "She said..."

"See you in the next life."

Duan Muqin read this sentence in unison.

Shirataki sighed lightly: "What's the point?"

See you in the next life, isn't it a farewell in this life?

Just a polite social remark, a romantic farewell.

He was very dull, or in other words, he didn't think about the deep meaning of this sentence at all.

Duan Mujin looked at him, showing a familiar smile.

"Yan Qixia is not such a hypocritical person."

"Since she said so, she will definitely see you in the next life."

"Do you think I'm comforting you?"

"No, I'm not trying to comfort you."

"She's really alive."

"And, it's by your side."

The woman closed her eyes, opened her pupils again, looked at Shirataki, and whispered in a soft voice that she never had before.

"...I am her next life."

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Daqin is about to change.

The chaos in the imperial capital started with the two princes fighting for the right to inherit, but behind it involved various forces such as the Witch God Sect, the Wuji Demon Sect and so on.

In the end, the court and the rivers and lakes were inevitably involved. Everyone was struggling in a pool of muddy water, and everyone was splashed with mud.

More than [-] people were killed or injured in the Imperial Army in the Forbidden City, and the [-] elites brought by Yan Yunyan were all killed, and none remained.

The Forbidden City has become a mess. On the contrary, the imperial capital itself has not been greatly affected. There are only a few corpses on the streets, which were quickly cleaned up, and the traders did not even delay their business the next day.

This is the difference between the different world and the real world, because the number of heavenly kings is the basis for determining the outcome of a war. No matter how many ordinary people die, it is just a statistic. The variables related to the mysterious system cannot be calculated at all, which also leads to The battle for the heir apparent became very chaotic for a while, even the people from the Qin Tianjian did not dare to come out to sweep the ground, and all the supervisors, big and small, retreated, for fear of being affected by the luck of the dragon veins and cutting off their long life.

The Forbidden City is in chaos, but the imperial capital is still safe and sound.

Many fighters died, but civilians were barely affected.

The battle is over, the chaos is over, but the troubles have just begun. The ruined Forbidden City needs to be dealt with, the treatment of the wounded, the collection of corpses, epidemic prevention measures, food security, public security, patrolling, comforting the people, etc. Internal affairs must continue to operate, requiring a lot of manpower and time.

Fortunately, there are all the people who are in charge of handling these matters. The civil servants seem to have just gone out for an autumn breeze. It’s like going out for a while. Looking back, their old lair was blown up. Many civil servants looked at the Jinluan Palace with tears and sighed. , also had no time to rest, and moved the office into an office building outside the Forbidden City overnight, and continued to maintain the operation of the entire Daqin.

Fortunately, everyone is used to it. The emperor has not been in the court for more than a year, and the existing system can continue to operate.

There is no shortage of civil servants, no shortage of generals, no shortage of manpower, and no shortage of resources. It seems that there is no shortage of anything, but some insignificant people have died.

But it's not that insignificant.

Because too many Zhao family members died.

The disciples of the Promise Demon Sect and the disciples of the Witch God Sect launched an attack on this group of Zhao family members on the same day. Not only the prince, but other princes and princesses were also concubines in the Forbidden City. Was attacked and killed.

The Wuji Demon Sect and the Witch God Sect joined forces to restore the country, and the primary goal was to assassinate the royal family. After losing the protection of the dragon veins, the consequences of being targeted by demonic monsters were naturally tragic. More than two-thirds of the royal family members died. Some survived but were also seriously injured. The only intact one was a seven-year-old infant prince. God knows if he took the script of the desert emperor Azir.

Now that the old emperor is gone and the prince is also down, the most troublesome thing is that no one will take over the throne.

A country cannot be without a king for a day. Without a king, the struggle between power and officials will only become more intense.

It can be foreseen what kind of chaos the Great Qin will look like in the future. If there is no strong enough king to ascend to the throne, its weakness is doomed.

This is a matter in the court.

On the rivers and lakes, the impact of this matter will only be more far-reaching.

Ordinary people don't care about politics, and people in this era don't have information channels to control politics. Most of the melons they can eat are rumors.

Ordinary people in the imperial capital were hardly affected this time. If it wasn't for the fact that the world was not allowed to do business, they would be able to warm a pot of wine the next day, and I heard that Mr. Shu described the battle of the king of heaven vividly.

There has been no such earth-shattering chaos in the Heavenly King Realm for hundreds of years.

Jianghu martial arts review, from Baixiaosheng to Tianji Pavilion, from Guanxinglou to Tiantingdishi, from Baicaoyuan to Sanwei Bookstore, the eyeliners of various Jianghu forces will write everything they see and know in books and pass it on to the world. All over the rivers and lakes.

The confrontation in the Heavenly King Realm was really exciting, and the battle in the Forbidden City was so shocking that we couldn't hide it.

Whether it's Fomalhaut's sword and thunder light, the slashed crying man retreated the entire capital, or the confrontation between the high-bone piano and Xiahoumei's Ying Tianqiao, or the fight between the Arhat and the third-rank Yinshen, each of them is worth talking about. .

How many people sat in the yard and looked up at the gods fighting.

Anyway, running is impossible, so why not just sit down and watch it as a movie.

Eating melon seeds and drinking tea, isn’t it good?

It is precisely because too many people have seen it that Shirataki's existence cannot be concealed.

Not many people could see the scene of fighting and killing the Great Zhou Emperor in the Forbidden City, but too many people could clearly see the scene of him colliding with the Third Grade Yin God. In addition, many survivors of the Forbidden Army saw Bai Long single-handedly defeating thousands of troops. In and out, you can't hide it at all.

Even if the information received by the Jianghu people is one-sided, it is enough to create a myth.

From then on, the world of Daqin will remember him just like the world of Southern Tang.

Those who knew him smiled knowingly, and those who didn't know him would remember this experience.

However, many people don't know that the rumors in the world are not exaggerated, but shrunk.

Because the truth is even more jaw-dropping than that.

As for what those forces who know the truth will think, that is a matter of opinion.

How Jianghu martial arts critics commented, how people in the court viewed him, every move was an undercurrent.

But what no one can deny is that after this battle, he has become a force that no one can ignore.

His existence here is enough to make people fearful, and his standing here is an invisible deterrent.

Because he killed people beyond rank, once was a coincidence, twice was accidental, and three times was inevitable.

The Great Vientiane Realm, the Pseudo Realm Heavenly King, the Heavenly King Realm, the Third Grade Yin God, and even the Great Limit Realm have become the footnotes of his legend. Is there anyone else who can't think of adding his name to a series of lists of the dead?

Those names that were quietly removed from the land list and black list are the best evidence.

……

Shirataki was in a daze.

He didn't care about the situation in Daqin, and he didn't care to listen to what Jianghu had to say.

He doesn't care how much benefit he can get in exchange for the glory and fame he has obtained.

To a foreigner, these are like accumulated achievement evaluations in the game. It is good to have them, but it is no pity to lose them.

But a platinum-level trophy is not really worth throwing away. The main reason for this is the depression of the mood.

In this turmoil, with far more lost than gained, what is there to be happy about?

The young man looked at the woman in the ice coffin, lying quietly in the ice coffin, her body was covered with white flowers.

Yazi used the true qi of the sun to freeze her body, which would not melt for at least three months, but that was all.

"People always go to the ground to rest..." Bai Taki said in a low voice, "It's the first time that I organize a funeral by myself."

Tao Hong said softly: "Master is tired, you can go to rest for a while, we can do these things."

"It's better to be busy." Shirataki said: "In the past, I hated the tediousness of funerals, but now that I think about it, I realize that it's better to be busy at funerals. When people spin like a spinning top, there's no time to mourn."

He looked at Yan Qixia, with his current abilities, he could win her a chance to be buried in Fanyue Valley. Fanyue Valley is the location of the location, one-third of the landscape is covered with ice and snow all the year round, and there are still immortal Wangshu left. The vision left behind ensures that the bones will not rot.

"Yan Qixia hates her elder sister and biological mother so much, she would not be willing to be buried with them, if I stay in Fanyue Valley, I can go and see her, it's better than just looking at the name on the tombstone ...But is this my selfish idea? Even though everyone has left, I still want to create an appearance that she is still alive... Or should I bring her back to Jinling?"

"...Young Master." Tao Hong said in a harsh voice, "Go and rest for a while."

Shirataki didn't continue this kind of masochistic speech, he had already accepted it, but he was not very calm.

"Okay, I'll go out for a walk first, please entertain other people."

After waiting for Bai Taki to walk away, Tao Hong knelt down beside the ice coffin, weeping silently.

She is a believer of the Sacred Fire Cult, and it was just a coincidence that she became Yan Qixia's maid. Both of them are master and servant, but they are as close as sisters.

Yan Qixia left, Taohong didn't know what to do next, she could only cry bitterly now, to release her inner sorrow when no one was looking.

But soon this solitude was also disturbed.

"...Crying?" Duan Mujin came in in a wheelchair.

"Ms. Duan." Tao Hong immediately wiped her red eye sockets, and stood up dignifiedly.

"If you're not used to it, don't call it that." Duan Mujin handed over a wet tissue: "Wipe it yourself."

"Yeah." Taohong held back her crying, she wiped away her tears: "Are you also here to express your condolences?"

"It's not yet time." Duan Mujin looked at Yan Qixia in the ice coffin: "My mood is also very complicated. After all, I saw myself lying here in my previous life. Hey...it feels very similar to when Kagome saw Kikyo. Am I now in the mood of Tu Shan Susu, or Tu Shan Honghong?"

Tao Hong couldn't understand, she lowered her head: "After all, they are different people."

"Of course they are different. Their life experiences are different. They are more like two people in parallel worlds." Duan Mujin said, "She is her, and I am me...so I don't understand why she can decide to die so easily. I still have to scold you if you scold me, otherwise I won’t be happy." Then she grabbed Yan Qixia's hand and took off the Qiankun pairing ring: "I even stole the ring, obviously I haven't researched it thoroughly yet, why would she know how use?"

As Duan Mujin said, she put the ring on her finger, and at this moment, a current flowed from her middle finger to her heart.

Qiankun formed a world of its own for the pair of rings, and wandering souls wandering in the world of the pair of rings crashed into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The ice sculpture beauty shuddered, her body trembled for a moment, and a strange light lit up in her eyes.

Duan Mujin saw a mirror, and the figure in the mirror changed from illusion to reality, but the appearance that emerged was not her own.

"What's going on." Duan Mujin was about to speak: "Didn't you already..."

"Uh..." Yan Qixia in the mirror was equally astonished, but she quickly returned to her normal posture. She raised her delicate chin and commented on Duan Mujin in the mirror: "Reincarnation so soon? It really is this picture Appearance, tsk, non-distinctive dress taste, not feminine at all, I said can I change it? I don’t want such a flat one, it’s useless if I only have a good face. In the future, I can only find a nanny when the child is born... "

Duan Mujin slammed his fist on the mirror, and the veins on his forehead throbbed: "You tell me again?"

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