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Chapter 2282 - A Dead Horse Should Be a Live Horse Doctor!


After leaving the cultural relics maintenance center, Li Yao was still thinking about the last words Li Linghai said.

He always felt that Li Linghai's choice of words was a bit strange.

Generally, to describe a person's fate, it should be said to be "fate", "destined", or simply one word.

This is Li Jialing's "fate".

But Li Linghai was talking about "destiny".

"Destiny is clear" and "destiny is the destination", this word always feels like it is not used to describe a person, at least not to describe ordinary people.

"It didn't feel right last time in Shenwei Prison, and now it's so erratic and evasive.

There must be something wrong with the Queen."

Li Yao muttered to himself, but after thinking carefully for a long time, he had to admit that up to now, all the Queen's actions had not violated her original promise.

The "New Empire" was indeed more advanced than the "Old Empire".

She even generously handed over the command of the army to military bosses like Lei Chenghu, which smacked of "separation of military and political affairs" and was considered a quite civilized approach.

So, even if she really had a conspiracy, how could she cause such huge waves?

Puzzled, Li Yao really wanted to have a good chat with that guy Li Jialing.

But when he glanced toward the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the corridor, what he saw was not Li Jialing, but the "God of War" Lei Chenghu, who was alone with his hands behind his back!

Li Yao was slightly startled, then walked forward and found Lei Chenghu standing at the window, his deep eyes peering through the slanting wind and drizzle at the soldiers in black uniforms not far away who were meticulously paying homage to the imperial mausoleum. .

The God of War looked a little disappointed and confused.

Li Yao's heart moved and he asked, "General Lei hasn't left yet?"

"Um."

Lei Chenghu stared at it for a while, then said slowly, "It's hard to come to the imperial mausoleum.

Even if the real body is not here, it's time to pay homage.

I want to wait until there are fewer people below to go to Black Star."

The statue of Emperor Wu Yingqi bowed three times before leaving."

Li Yao knew that what Li Linghai just said, the Dongfang family's sinister and inhumane activities must have greatly touched Lei Chenghu, and this veteran who was loyal to the empire was filled with resentment.

The True Human Empire is a country of immortal cultivators.

In theory, all immortal cultivators are the ruling class.

Although ordinary people are not regarded as human beings, but as "original people" of a different race from "real people", they can squeeze, kill and even kill at will.

The existence of experiments.

But at least within the ruling class, that is, among "real people", there are still some rules and regulations that must be paid attention to.

No matter how strong the jungle and life-and-death competition are, there is always a final fig leaf draped over it.

What the two brothers Dongfang Wang and Dongfang Renxin did, undoubtedly trampled on all the "morals" of immortal cultivators and tore the last fig leaf to pieces.

If some immortal cultivators can rely on "cannibalistic cultivation" to devour the essence, blood and skills of others and permanently occupy the core position of the ruling class, then Lei Chenghu is proud of "the road to immortality can optimize the allocation of resources to the extreme", then It turns into nonsense, and the legitimacy and stability of the empire's rule will disappear in an instant.

Lei Chenghu absolutely couldn't stand this kind of thing.

No wonder he is so unhappy here and hesitates to speak.

Sure enough, Li Yao didn't speak.

He just watched the disabled soldiers quietly with Lei Chenghu for a long time.

Lei Chenghu took the initiative and said: "Although, I don't like war..."

"ah?"

Li Yao felt that everyone was quite abnormal today and said in disbelief, "You are the majestic 'God of War', a famous general who is invincible and victorious in every battle.

You don't like war?"

"The most popular bitch in a brothel may not like to go to bed with clients.

Why must a famous general who has won every battle like war?"

Lei Chenghu sighed and said calmly, "However, you are right.

I have seen too much hypocrisy, intrigues, and oaths between men and women, and a couple who has been in love for decades can also turn their backs on each other in an instant.

Become sworn enemies at night ...These messy things, sometimes, I feel that the relationship between a bitch and a customer is simpler, purer, and easier.

You pay, I spread my legs, and it's a fair deal.

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It's better than those so disgusting that even I can't bear it.

The rhetoric of disbelief.

"So, although I don't like war very much, I would rather stay in the smoky rear than get mixed up with these villains who are wolf-hearted, short-sighted, arrogant, and waving the banner of immortal cultivators but only seeking personal gain. front.

"At least, in the coldest trenches on the front line, the blood of most soldiers is always warm.

"In fact, even the most ferocious enemies on the other side, the Holy Alliance people, are more pleasing to the eye than these bastards at the back."

Li Yao frowned and said, "Isn't it right?

The Holy Alliance people are more pleasing to the eye than these 'fake immortal cultivators'?"

"Isn't it?"

Lei Chenghu said coldly, "At least the people of the Holy Alliance are simple enough, direct enough, pure enough.

They state what they want directly and clearly, and they never pretend to have their true purpose.

Everyone competes based on their own abilities.

My sword is fast enough.

You lie down, your sword is sharp enough, I will die, it will be so happy!

"What's more, the people of the Holy Alliance are united and have always been monolithic.

There is absolutely no such thing as forming a party for personal gain or fighting for power.

They also have the most noble spirit of dedication.

Every individual has the courage to sacrifice themselves for the overall situation, although they may not be aware of 'dedication'."

'But if a little bit of this spirit of unity and dedication could be transplanted into the empire, how could the empire become what it is today?

What enemy could it not defeat?"

"etc" The more Li Yao listened, the more something was wrong.

"General Lei, you don't want to join the Holy Alliance, do you?"

Lei Chenghu shook his head: "Of course I can't join the Holy Alliance, just like I can never do such a thing as 'cannibalism'.

"But looking at the chaos in the empire today, if someone really surrenders to the Holy Alliance, is willing to strip away the selfish desires and ugliness deep in their hearts, and then stamps them with the three original laws, it seems...it would not be surprising."

Li Yao was speechless and thought of the Holy Alliance spy "Tang Qianhe" he met in the Kunlun ruins in the past.

Tang Qianhe must have been from the Empire originally, otherwise he would not have joined Su Changfa's expedition team.

What happened to her that made her willing to be brainwashed and transformed into a member of the Holy Alliance?

While he was pondering, he heard Lei Chenghu sigh again: "It would be great if Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi is still alive.

He will definitely be able to clean up all the chaos and ugliness and rebuild the country!"

Li Yao couldn't help it anymore and blurted out: "I don't think so, manpower is sometimes poor.

Even if Wu Yingqi is really reborn, I'm afraid he will have no choice but to join in the mischief with these 'fake immortal cultivators'.

"In fact, how can there be any 'fake immortal cultivators'?

Following the principle of 'the weak eats the strong, the winner takes all', 99% of the immortal cultivators will become like this.

Today's 'fruit' was already planted thousands of years ago.

Given the 'cause', the chaos and decay of the empire today may have been caused by the Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi thousands of years ago!"

Lei Chenghu narrowed his eyes deeply, stared at Li Yao, and said word by word: "You just said that my words had the flavor of a cultivator.

Why do I feel that, fellow Daoist Li, your words now are even more so?

What does cultivator mean?"

Li Yao smiled slightly, showing his bright teeth: "As the saying goes, you seek medical treatment in a hurry.

The empire is seriously ill, and the devil knows how to save it.

In desperation, I searched the graves of former cultivators to see if there is any medicine.

Even if I die, The horse is a living horse doctor.

"Didn't General Lei just say that cultivators' swords and immortal cultivators' swords can both kill people?"

Lei Chenghu snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The slanting wind and drizzle outside the window gradually intensified, turning into black clouds and heavy rain.

The crowd of people worshiping the emperor's tomb finally thinned out and became blurry in the heavy rain.

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Lei Chenghu ignored Li Yao, dragged the heavy psychic puppet's body, left the National Museum, and walked into the depths of the rainstorm step by step.

Li Yao still stood at the window, watching his figure disappear in the rainstorm, but another name and another indisputable face came to mind.

"The bright moon in the east..." … In the Imperial Capital, on the southern outskirts of the Central Government District, there is a gray building with a dilapidated appearance and a rough structure, shaped like an "I".

It looks like an ordinary office building, but it is the headquarters of the "Monster Hunters Association" that is feared by all immortal cultivators in the empire.

Deep in the "work" building, in a secret meeting room, the most elite members of the Demon Hunter Association were listening with trepidation to Dongfang Mingyue, the newly appointed president, explaining the latest information.

As the empire's most arrogant, domineering and vicious secret agents, these demon hunters are naturally ruthless, murderous, and unruly beings.

There are many factions within the Demon Hunter Association, and the secret battles for power and profit are ten times more brutal than those in the outside world.

But at this moment, all the demon hunters put their hands on their knees, their legs tightly together, and did not even dare to make a sound.

They were more docile and obedient than elementary school students.

There is no way.

The horrific experiences of the past month have clearly told these unparalleled villains what will happen to those who disobey the new president Dongfang Mingyue even a little bit!

"Li Linghai, Dongfang Sheng, Yue Wushuang, Jin Yuyan, Lei Chenghu...

The latest information on these core figures of the reformist faction has just been introduced in detail.

Do you all know it?

What I want to introduce next is the one that has been in the limelight recently.

'Vulture Li Yao'."

Dongfang Mingyue, who had a head full of black hair and a clear dress, brought up the three-dimensional photos of Li Yao and the battle video of the "Golden Eagle", poked Li Yao's forehead, and said with a smile, "This person was carefully trained by Li Linghai Dark warriors, onimusha, and shadow assassins who have worked for decades or even nearly a century have specialized in performing the most secretive, dirty, and dangerous tasks.

Therefore, except for the recent public battles, early information is difficult to collect.

"However, I do know a little bit about him, so you should all listen carefully!

"This vulture Li Yao is a shameless, scheming, insidious rat.

His fighting style is definitely not as aggressive and masculine as you see now.

In fact, he is extremely vulgar at heart.

He is best at hiding. and escape, or burrowing in and out of various dark corners like mice and cockroaches, which can be said to be 'pervasive'.

"His realm, well, he should barely reach the mid-to-high level of the God Transformation stage.

He may not be the most powerful God Transformation in the entire empire, but he is definitely the one who is the best at escaping.

It is conservatively estimated that there are no more than three fighting Gods.

Seventy or eighty fighting Nascent Souls were chasing and intercepting him, and there was no way he could be easily left alone.

"So, if you find traces of this cockroach, don't act rashly.

No matter how many of you there are, you can't kill him.

Let me know as soon as possible.

I really want to know what this wretched cockroach... is now.

How is it developing?"