Infinite Replacement

Jing Tianming looked up from the left to see the right, one two three three peaks. In the Mojia government city surrounded by them, he still feels like he is dreaming.

There are no clear pavilions and pavilions, including the position where he stands, and the most widely displayed is the wide wooden corridor. Some were surrounded by a mountain wall, some were painted in red in the air for easy back and forth, and there were tiles on the ceiling.

If he looked down from the railing of the corridor he was lying on, the clouds would be so foggy that he would not see the bottom.

I don't know if it is because he is the only child here, and no one is with him to play, making him a bored one day to die. Now he is basking in the sun in this corridor, and he can stand up to the point of falling asleep.

Just between the hazy, suddenly felt a lot of people running in the corridor. He opened his eyes reluctantly, and shook his head to refresh himself. His previous experience told him that such a situation occurred, either by an enemy attack or by a major event. Whichever it is, it is better for him to be so alone. His eyes rolled, and no matter what happened, he ran away with the flow of people.

Don't look at others as small, prefer to be strong. Others are keeping their physical strength and running slowly. He was so tired one by one that he was so tired that he couldn't grow his tongue so that he could stick his tongue like a dog and cool himself.

Through a straight square path in the mountain's belly, should it be an open and wide hall in front? Before Jing Tianming approached, he saw that there were many people around. They had men and women, and the clothes they wore were mostly plain black and white linen. They were unique to ordinary disciples of the Mo family.

Jing Tianming slowed down, gasped and walked near them, looked around. Although the Mo disciples gathered here for nearly a thousand, they did not see how to make noise. In the whisper of whispering, the word "Young Master Xiang" was vaguely mentioned.

'It's him! ’Jing Tianming was attracted and couldn’t help but stepped forward to hold an adult man and asked, “Is the young Master Xiang you talking about Long Jingyu?”

The Mo disciple, who was pulled by him, looked back at him and asked with displeasure and surprise: "Which department are you a disciple of such a department, so polite, how can you call the name of Young Master Xiang directly? Allies, status equals giants."

"Uh" Jing Tianming's eyes moved to the upper left and he smirked, "I don't know."

"Really, young people now!" The ordinary-looking adult man did not pursue him when he saw him, "I will remember him next time and respect him as Long Gongzi!"

"Well, I remember, then did you just talk about him?" Jing Tianming now only wants to get the news.

"It was talking about Master Long, I heard that he had entered the city of organs. Look below." He was wrong and made Jing Tianming squeeze in front of him, "all waiting for him."

Jing Tianming was lying on the second floor fence closest to the hall, which gave a glimpse of the interior of the hall. He noticed that there were six dialers standing clearly below. One of them has the largest number of people. It was the four leaders of the Mo family who saw dozens of Mo disciples yesterday. In another round, Jing Tianming could also recognize several people. They were headed by Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng. The family of Xiang with their swords on their backs had spent several days with them.

The remaining four groups of horses cannot compare with these two groups in terms of number or morale equipment. In addition, the expressions of the camps were different when they looked at the camp of the Xiang clan. There are friendly smiles, a lot of vigilance, and even hostile people.

"Hey, uncle!" Jing Tianming was very curious, and he lightly pounded the man who looked good behind him, "Do you know why they stood like this?" He also noticed that apart from the Mo disciple behind the Mo leader In addition, the rest of the Mo disciples either stood on the second floor like those around him, or they stood far away from the wall on the edge of the hall.

"Uncle?" There were two feelings of anger and helplessness on the adult man's face. "I've only been over twenty."

‘Uh, I look like you are forty years old, older than your uncle. "This sentence, even if he doesn't say anything, he won't say it.

auzw.com The two-and-a-half-year-old youths were alone and sorrowful for a while. Jing Tianming couldn’t help but questioned him several times and whispered to him: "This time, our Mo family did not invite heroes from all over the world. Do the government cities discuss the anti-Qin great cause? Well, it is them, Chu, Zhao, Han, Wei, Yan, and Qi has not yet arrived."

"You mean, they are the people of these countries?" Jing Tianming reacted, "It's just that all the previous countries have perished. What are they doing with each other?"

"Isn't it? Our Mo family pays attention to both the world and the world, and it doesn't matter which country they originally belonged to." The old man looked at Jing Tianming with the expression of "a child can teach", "but they still couldn't let themselves go. The position of the nobles of all countries is orthodox."

"Then you said, they won't fight?" Jing Tianming moved his eyes around in uncertainty.

"Fight? Huh, who dares to spread wild on our Mo's site? Lend them a guts!" The old man raised his nose arrogantly.

"Hey, what if it is Young Master Xiang?" Jing Tianming smiled cunningly and waited for his answer. It's just that the young man chatted for a long time and didn't know how to say it.

Let's say Jingyu and his party, after getting off the cloud boat, first of all, there are four squares in each row of the channel with the sun and moon pattern squares. If they step on the wrong position, they will start the trap. First of all, he was held firmly by the organs below, and oiled arrows were also shot above. These oils are said to be black oils collected underground, and Jingyu knew that the old man was talking about oil.

After passing here, after turning a few turns, you can see a waterfall. The turbulent water flowing from it hit a large wheel directly below it. That drove the option of the big wheels and provided the power for the entire organ city. In the pool, there are many wheels interlocking with this big wheel. They rotate all the time, transmitting the power on the big wheels to all parts of the organ city.

Jingyu could feel that at the bottom of the pool, an unusual thing was lurking. In addition, the pond water is extremely clear and no fish grow.

If you want to pass here, you need to put down the suspension bridge opposite.

"Huh?" After the old man saw that the suspension bridge was put down, there were two rows of Mo disciples standing, but there was no Mo leader to welcome him.

Duan Murong, who had his general thought, also came over and stood beside him.

A Mo disciple stepped forward, glanced at Jingyu, then bent down and whispered something beside him.

Duan Murong's face was a little colder, and there was some anger on the old man's face, and he muttered to himself: "These people are really"

When he turned his face to face Jingyu, he had a bad feeling. Looking at Duan Murong, looking for her help, Duan Murong twisted her head and pretended not to see it.

Seeing his pitiful touch, Jingyu sneered in his heart. He had already taken Xiao Zuo's hand and took the lead. After passing through a forward gate, follow the direction of the corridor to the hall where everyone in Mojia Hall is located.

"How do you know that the hall is here?" Duan Murong also followed, but asked Jingyu doubtfully, "You didn't come to let you come before, this is clearly the first time you come, as if it is your own home. Position me all the way, but I didn't see you very surprised."

"I guess!" Jingyu said perfunctoryly.

'con man! Duan Murong whispered another word in his heart.

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