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The sound of da da footsteps came, and the shadow was stretched extremely long in this secret path illuminated by the light source of the bright spar.

Guan Qingfeng looked at the shadow that covered Locke's feet and raised his head subconsciously.

The city lord listening to the wind city in front of him was slightly thin from his back.

He carried it on his back, did not speak, and carried a head in his hand, which was the head of General Haitian. On the ground, Haitianjiang’s corpse should have been completely cold, and a drop of dark red blood fell on the ground from the fracture of his head, spreading irregularly like plum blossoms.

Zhao Nan didn't speak, and didn't know how long it had passed. He threw his head in his hands on the ground casually, took a deep breath, still carrying Locke and Guan Qingfeng on his back, and said calmly: "Bring him here."

The wound on Guan Qingfeng's body was slowly healing at this moment because it had not been continuously attacked.

Perhaps because he understood the reason for the loss, or because Haitian was about to die, Guan Qingfeng seemed particularly quiet at this time.

It is the state of mind that needs calmness when encountering major events.

Guan Qingfeng was placed on the ground, and the wounds that caused him showed a trace of dismay between his brows, but he still stood up and did not look at the corpse.

Zhao Nan looked at him.

He was not humble and replied.

"Haitian will probably not estimate that he will die, and never think about this kind of thing." Zhao Nan suddenly whispered: "So, no matter how careful he is, he will not arrange his own death. Things after."

Guan Qingfeng frowned.

He suddenly found it difficult to guess the mind of the person in front of him.

"Can't you think of wanting to be the lord of the imperial capital?"

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Another burst of footsteps came.

Those were Gu Tianyuan Ximenyu who were cautiously groping forward in the darkness.

A light source suddenly appeared in front of him, as well as a corpse with a broken head.

Several people stopped, each with a different face. In front of him was the city lord of the imperial capital. It is said that every city has life in every city. However, the cities were not closed before, even if they were in the demon capital, it would not hinder Gu Tianyuan's mastery of some big and small things in the imperial capital.

Gu Tianyuan sighed suddenly.

He bowed before Haitian took the corpse that was about to melt. "This is a respectable opponent."

As a soldier, Gu Tianyuan even gave the corpse a standard salute.

Gu Yun looked at the fading front, shuddering suddenly, and took a deep breath: "Grandpa, Haitian is about to die, what will happen to the future of the imperial capital? Everything is unknown!"

"This is a big cake." Gu Tianyuan suddenly took out a piece of white cloth from his personal space. Covered on Haitian General, "Those who want to monopolize the cake, now leave us all with the largest piece of cake."

Ximenyu squinted his eyes slightly and chuckled, "My old man is going to be the first person to share the food, right?"

Gu Tianyuan chuckled, but he didn't seem to be so old at this moment. Instead, he felt a gradual youthfulness, "This news will spread soon. According to the setting of the city lord system, after the death of the city lord, the fastest It will take three months to be re-elected. During this period, the person with the highest position in the city will obtain the ability of some of the city lord and temporarily manage it. It should have been the deputy city lord, but Haitian will never have a deputy. City Lord."

"Why is that?" Duke asked puzzledly.

"He has people under him, many capable people. Guan Qingfeng counts as one, and there are some others. These people are considered equal and perform their duties." Gu Tianyuan stood up and said, "Whoever does better. It can go one step further. This is a method."

"So the imperial capital will be messy next." Ximenyu said with a light smile: "The monsters have grown bigger, and some manpower needs to be added."

"If you leave right away next, it will be a real loss."

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At the end of the passage, outside the main castle of the Imperial Capital, at the edge of the lake in the city.

The leaves hang down above the lake, rippling circles, and the moon is dark and incomplete. This night is the nineteenth of the month.

In the silence, two dull pounding sounds that were connected suddenly appeared.

Two corpses with severed heads were kicked into the lake water immediately. The eyes of the two heads rolling on the ground were bewildered. Because when I was killed. Not paying attention.

Guan Qingfeng took out a white handkerchief from his clothes and wiped the blood on the spare long sword.

"These two people should be the shadows that Haitian will always hide." Guan Qingfeng said indifferently: "I only learned their names until today."

The man is the one waiting at the exit of the secret road, and is the last two.

When Haitian General was attacked, he had already issued a rescue. A group of black-clothed fever had already rushed into the secret tunnel, and then met Zhao Nan in the middle of everything.

The battle didn't last too long. Locke didn't calculate it for the time being. Both Zhao Nan and Guan Qingfeng were able to kill with swords easily.

"This should not be the last."

Zhao Nan looked at the fortress of the imperial capital city that was still on fire, and looked around. The fire and the gray-black smoke were entangled together. A haze on the sky gradually extended. The city is noisy, all in this way. In the panic.

"I will stay for about three days." Looking at Guan Qingfeng, "After solving some of the people who blocked you, I will leave. As for public opinion, and the follow-up finishing work, you need to complete it yourself. It can be done, The imperial capital belongs to you."

Guan Qingfeng slowly returned the sword in his hand, only he knew who owned it.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Nan took Locke and gradually disappeared. Standing on the edge of the lake, Guan Qingfeng suddenly opened his clothes and exposed his chest. Under the white moonlight, a mark on the position of the heart would become as if the heart beats.

"What a rich master..."

Guan Qingfeng lowered his head and gave a wry smile, and rearranged his clothes. For him in the middle of the night, there were too many things to do.

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Zhao Nan seemed to be in a particularly good mood, and his pace gradually became lighter. Haitian will be a person who has been in need for a long time, and must be killed. If he hadn't had such a goal, he could be like Baishan. It can be regarded as the upper-middle strength, and has been surviving after the once catastrophe, and can live very well, even to the day when human beings really can't survive. It doesn't have to be like desperate, while others are enjoying the rare life, they still go deep into the group of Taoist monsters alone. Boring and repeating killing monsters mechanically.

He had been living in hatred for the first half of his life, and later he added guilt. The tone of the whole world was gray and gradually darkened.

In this life, this period of hatred still continued. But for him, there are more important things than revenge. But revenge is important, and he has never given up on this goal. So for the second meeting, he felt that the time was right. So they didn't bring anyone, and didn't tell anyone, using the most convenient excuse to quietly go on the road.

It was originally planned that the hunting of the most sea and sky generals would be after the meeting. But since it happened, letting it two days in advance is not a big deal, and there are some unexpected gains.

There are many ways to control a person, but most of them have limitations. Speaking of which, the more tightly controlled the props. The more restrictive it is.

The engraving on Guan Qingfeng's body is one of the most restrictive. There are very effective things. He died, Guan Qingfeng was about to die, but on the other hand, when Guan Qingfeng died, the engraving changed back to fall off automatically. And there is no solution, and there is no need to obey orders unconditionally.

This is called "The King's Order". It can only act on one person at the same time, worth two million points of contribution, and the temple is restricted to exchange special artifacts once.

In the entire global world, only he has enough contribution points to exchange for things. Perhaps many city owners are coveting "The King's Order", but they are embarrassed in their pockets. I can only sigh with excitement.

He just feels that it is good for him to understand all this. In addition to himself, apart from the dead Haitian general, there is no need to let others know what happened in the middle. Zhao Nan would even forget this matter and let it rot like a leaf.

The road is long, but with a few people around him, he can go on forever, letting go of yesterday.

"Sir, since we want Guan Qingfeng to become the lord of the city, why not give more help?"

On the other side of the lake, under the shadow of the whirling tree, in the dark sightseeing trail, Locke asked his own question.

Zhao Nan stopped and said helplessly: "Compared to the kind of politics that is not political, I am better at killing people. Besides, to be honest, except for you, I am actually almost the same as a bachelor commander."

Zhao Nan looked at Locke with a faint smile: "What's more, if he needs to rely on me to be able to take the seat of the city lord, why should I choose him? Just wait for the end of this chaos, which one of the successful leaders is not? better?"

Locke lowered his head and thought for a while, his eyes gleaming with some light. If you look closely, you can actually see some very detailed and complicated line patterns in its pupils. This is a sign that its wisdom circuit is being calculated.

"It should be said that whether Guan Qingfeng will become the lord of the city, it will not prevent you from gaining control of the imperial capital, right?" Locke smiled and said, "If Guan Qingfeng fails, control will shift."

"If he succeeds, I will save some trouble." Zhao Nan nodded, "So this brings some gambling elements."

"Calculate this is a gambling with less than 30% chance of failure."

Zhao Nan suddenly curiously asked: "Can this also be calculated?"

"Sure, as long as the materials are sufficient, calculations can be made. In the history of Paradise World, there are many examples of such regime changes. Like the husband, there are thirteen successful cases of regimes that succeeded in the same way."

Zhao Nan said with great interest: "Then you calculate, what am I going to do next?"

The loop started again, and after a while, "the probability of killing Guan Qingfeng's blacklisted candidate is 80%. The probability of doing nothing to rest is 10%. When an accident occurs, the probability of handling the accident is 10%. ."

"That's ten percent of accidents."

"Unexpected?" Locke frowned and said in a puzzled way: "As far as I know, no accident has happened so far."

Zhao Nan shrugged, stretched out his hand and took a bit on his ear, only to see a small spar the size of a nail appeared in his palm.

Zhao Nan pinched this strange little spar and squinted: "The accident happened early in the morning. Of course, if the person involved is speaking, you should be the last one to know."

Locke was even more puzzled.

Zhao Nan handed the little spar to Locke, "Place it near your ear, and you will hear a lot of interesting things."

Locke put the spar in his ear, and not long after, its brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Sir, this is..."

Zhao Nan did not answer the question, "Do you think what I did today is right or wrong?"

Locke was silent for a moment, "It is wrong to kill. But it seems that this kind of behavior made many city owners feel happy at that time, and it seems to be in line with the wishes of most people."

Zhao Nan patted Locke on the shoulder, and suddenly said, "For the time being, let this question be attributed to'human nature', so don't rush to analyze the results. Fortunately, there is another material here that can be used for your reference. …Someone, I must really hope to see you now."