"Put it down. I'll let the second day of junior high school bury her."

Murong Yu whispered in Mo Xiyan's ear and tried to open her hand holding the child.

"Yu, do you think I'm useless?"

She held the child tightly and couldn't lean back. "I can't even save such a child. What's the difference..."

"I only know that no one in the world can rob people from the underworld, no matter which world and under what laws."

Murong Yu interrupted her words, and then comforted softly, "you have done well. As the saying goes, do your best to listen to heaven's destiny. Now it's the only way."

Mo Xi Yan hung his eyes and said in a stuffy voice, "if you say so, why can't man conquer heaven?"

Murong Yu saw that she was still in a trance. She seemed trapped in her own thinking and couldn't get out. She couldn't help sighing again, "you should go against the sky tomorrow. If it's really simple, how can so many people fall halfway?"

His words alluded to the hard work of those practitioners in the cultivation world and the fall of their own brothers.

These principles are clear in my heart, but it is really not easy to face the truth.

"I know." but although Mo Xiyan was still depressed, the hand holding the child was still loose.

"But I still can't bear it."

Then she turned sideways and looked up at Murong Yu, "do you think I'm too pretentious? Too virgin?"

"This is the second time you have asked me such a question, and my answer is still the same."

Murong Yu got up with her and said, "whatever you do is right, so no matter what you do, you don't have to worry."

This is his greatest support.

"OK." Mo Xiyan nodded and retreated into the man's arms tired.

She really needs a good rest.

"Although we need to abide by its rules in this world, we are not helpless to the way of heaven, so you can rest assured that everything has me."

Murong Yu's voice still sounded gently in her ear, just like it came from ancient times. With constant tenderness, it gently fell on her ear and let her gradually fall asleep.

Murong Yu sighed, put her in his arms harder, and gave her the most direct support in his own way, as well as the spiritual support and comfort that only two people could understand.

At this moment, both of them had never had peace.

It is different from Murong Yu's rare warmth.

At this time, Murong in the Imperial Palace in the capital was cold, but his face was gloomy.

"You mean Liangping has been temporarily stabilized by them?"

He stared angrily at the dark seven kneeling in front of him, and the atmosphere of danger was stirring around him.

Recently, his black breath has become more and more serious. The most common thing is to get angry for no reason.

Especially for Zheng Jiajia, the cash cow and the biggest financier, he is no longer a Huairou policy.

But started the robber mode.

He directly locked Zheng Jiajia in the cold palace and used his own means to return all her property to his own name.

Then let them squander and buy soldiers and horses.

To consolidate their position and deal with Murong Yu and Murong Shen.

But now we have to add a Wujia villa.

Damn it, these little people.

If it weren't for him, those surnamed Wu, how could they be today?

When Wu Yufang climbed into his bed, she said she didn't ask for anything.

And drugged him so that he could touch her.

That made her pregnant.

Hehe, even if such a woman kills him, she won't be named.

Because he is not a fool. Does he really think he doesn't know how many Lanyan confidants Wu Yufang has?

It's a dream that such a water-based woman dares to think about the position of his harem.

However, since Wu's heart is big, he is not afraid to push again.

After all, I've been with myself for so many years.

Always give something good, don't you?

Thinking of this, Murong coldly hooked up the lower lip corner and looked at dark seven.

"Pass it on and let the nail move."

The nail is his masterpiece in Wujia villa.

These people seem to be very martial people, and even a few are his confidants.

But in fact, their real master is him.

Dark seven heard the speech and nodded. Just about to leave, he was stopped by Murong Leng again.

"Continue to stare at Murong Shen. As soon as you get to Yijiang, blow him down directly."

Murong Leng said with a light smile, "after all, since he has run to the cool country, it shows that he wants it. As a brother, he should help him."

Dark seven lowered his head. He had no words and no special feeling.

For these dark guards, there is no need to have other emotions except to obey orders.

After Murong Leng explained everything, dark seven left quickly and went to perform the task.

Click.

The door behind Murong Leng was opened.

A figure in black came out.

"It seems that you can't handle Liangping."

When someone came to talk to Murong Leng, he was not polite at all.

"Doesn't this just give you a chance?" Murong Leng raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man with light mockery. "But I remember that you still have a plan that hasn't been used."

"That's true." the visitor smiled and touched his chin. "So, let's open it. It's right for Liangping to use this plan."

After all, the preliminary work has been done. Now we only wait for a bloody east wind.

Calculate the time. The east wind is coming.

The east wind he was referring to was the complete outbreak of the epidemic.

At that moment, the hearts of the people, which were not satisfactory, shook again.

Most of these people in Liangping refugee base began to be negative because of the epidemic. Healthy people no longer work. Sick people directly cut off their thoughts and wait to die one by one, regardless of their disease.

These people give Mo Xiyan a headache.

But there is no practical and effective way.

The only thing they can do now is the disinfection and prevention of the first construction office and the active treatment of the second construction office.

To save more people.

Mo Xiyan finally increased the output of wood power.

Although it is still a black box operation.

But it is really added in every bowl of medicine, not just in edible water.

Although the result of her doing so is not obvious.

But what we can see is that patients who take medicine can get up a little bit as long as they are not terminally ill.

The first construction office is even more so, and their incidence is gradually decreasing.

All this seems to be going in a good direction?

Unfortunately, the arrival of a divine stick broke the beautiful appearance and began to deceive the refugees by taking advantage of their ignorance and stupidity.

The price is death.