The words of the snake god had an impact on everyone's hearts. Even if Yang Ke killed the soul in time, the subsequent war would not be satisfactory and he could not kill the second evil god with great momentum.

The death of the snake god simply hit the enemy's aura. As noon approached, the two sides tacitly conquered the team.

As soon as Yang Ke came back, Yu Ma, Liu Sheng and others surrounded him.

"Okay, I know what you are going to ask. This is the first time I have learned about this." Yang Ke asked Yu Xi: "The Spirit Palace knows better about curses than us. In this world, there are really no cursive methods?"

"This..." Yu Ma and Wu Min shook their heads: "I don't know."

The witchcraft researched in the Xia Kingdom has a century-old history. The witchcraft they studied is just a drop in the ocean in the face of a huge number of foreign civilizations. Who knows whether some civilizations do have such technology?

Yu Ma: "But I think that since it exists, there must be a way to crack it."

"Then why worry about Ji Le? We will enter Nanyu Mountain tomorrow and know the result. If it can be lifted, our Xia Kingdom will naturally be worry-free. If it cannot be broken, what's the use of you being anxious here? Continue your own mission!"

Yang Ke stabilized his morale and pulled Liu Sheng and Yu Ma to hide and mutter.

"You two help me watch this for the time being, I'll go back."

Although Yang Ke said it nicely, he was also moaning in his heart and needed to go back and discuss with Ji Le.

After leaving, Liu Sheng sent someone to clean the battlefield. The most important spoil was the corpse left by the snake god. The spirit snake that had been practicing for hundreds of years had its flesh, flesh, skin, scales and skin were all high-quality materials.

Liu Sheng personally led Sun Di and other scouts to move the corpse of the big snake back to Luo'an. However, when transporting, a few drops of dark blood sank into the soil and sank into the shadow and disappear.

...

In Yongle Palace, Ji Le sat upright, waiting for Yang Ke to return.

Ji Le himself heard the words of the Snake God and secretly cursed the Snake God in his heart to be troublesome: This is of no use except to shake people's hearts.

"Ji Le, what's going on?" Yang Ke hurried in, his armor was still stained with blood. He flew all the way, and he didn't care about cleaning it.

"Is that what the snake god said true?"

"No matter whether it is true or false, Nanyu Mountain must be destroyed. If you think it is fake, it will be done." Ji Le picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea in front of him.

"Fake it, Nanyushan spreads such a heart-killing theory, damn it. Really, avenge me and kill Nanyushan even more."

Ji Le pushed the teacup in front of Yang Ke.

"It sounds like this is true?" Yang Ke sat on the ground, Su Zhi and others came to unarm the witch, and he waved his hand to retreat: "Since you know, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"What's the use of saying it earlier? I'm looking for a solution. If it's spread early, it will only shake people's hearts. Don't worry, I have a way to minimize the losses."

Ji Le talked about his arrangement in Lingshan: "No matter what, the Nine Palace City will not perish. Our civilization can still exist in the forests of other countries."

"But what about you? What should you do if you start another country?" Yang Ke frowned and said, "Do you mean to die with the plague? The gun is gone?"

"I am responsible for the country and the rise and fall of civilization. I must consider it for you first." Ji Le's tone was calm and he did not take his own interests into consideration at all.

Looking at him, Yang Ke was slightly stunned and couldn't help but think of his deceased father.

"We should focus on the rise and fall of the country. Some children's love for each other is just a joke. My son, remember, no matter how outsiders say it, you must put the country first. If the country does not exist, how can we have a small family be happy?"

"A real man must shoulder the responsibility of our generation!"

Another person like Ahon.

When he was a child, Yang Ke didn't understand his father's choice. Or rather, he didn't understand why his lineage was responsible.

But when they grew up, the bloody lesson told Yang Ke that if no one took the lead, the whole country would be in chaos. Then, their civilization that came from a foreign land would not be able to be stable and peaceful on the earth.

Sacrifice is just the price of the continuation of civilization.

"Okay, you can comfort people's hearts by yourself. You are the king. Do you still need me to teach you how to comfort people's hearts?"

"The morale of the army on the other side of Luo Anguo is unstable." Yang Ke said helplessly: "What can I do? I'll just suppress it for the time being."

"I can't do such small things well? What's the use of you?" Ji Le stood up and looked down at Yang Ke, who was sitting cross-legged: "Even if the end of the world tomorrow, my people should live their own wonderful life."

"You go back and ask them, 'The end of the Ming Dynasty, are you willing to go home and cry and cry, drink yellow soup and get drunk in your dreams. Or should you drink the blood of your enemies and be a great husband at the last moment?'"

"A real man is alive, even if he only dies before him, he should move forward with a smile and not lose his national prestige."

After saying that, Ji Le turned around and returned to the dormitory.

Yang Ke sat there, thinking quietly about Ji Le's words, finally stood up, bowed to the dormitory, turned around and returned to Luo Anguo.

...

Ning Shentai, Taibu Youyou woke up. Qian Zhenghe, who was serving next to him, said happily: "This sleep of the old man touched the hearts of everyone in the Ling Palace, and now he has finally woken up."

"How long has I been in a coma?"

"It's only a few days."

"How many days?" Taibu was shocked and planned to get up. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, carefully sensed the spiritual power in his body, and asked in confusion: "Who can help me deliver spiritual power?"

"No, this spiritual power is not from you. Who is it? Someone has come to Ningshentai?"

"Is he a person I don't know, but maybe he is a senior of the Ling Palace?" Qian Zhenghe told Taibu about what happened last night.

"Pregnant girl?" Hearing this name, Taibu felt something, and a figure in red appeared in front of his eyes: "Is it her? But she is not..."

Taibu temporarily put this matter down and said anxiously: "What is the situation of His Highness Guoling?"

"Not bad?" Qian Zhenghe has been staying at Ningshentai, but he didn't know the situation of Yongle Palace: "Nine Palace City is running smoothly now, Your Highness should be fine?"

"Hurry up and ask your highness to pass by - no, I should go to see your highness!" Taibu said: "Get ready quickly, the old man is going to Yongle Palace!"

"Are you leaving Ningshentai?" When Qian Zhenghe heard this, he dared not make decisions. While asking someone to go to Wuli, he dragged Taibu and dared not let him go to the ground.

But after Wu Li and Wu Cheng arrived, he had no choice but to carry him to Yongle Palace with a stubborn Taibu.

As soon as Ji Le walked to the dormitory and was about to change clothes and rest, he heard that Taibu asked for a meeting.

"Huh? Why did this old man run out if he is not in Ningshentai? "

Xi Shi: "Will your Highness meet?"

"Since you are here, you must meet again." Ji Le put on his deep clothes again and returned to the front hall to meet Taibu.

The rattan rack is similar to a modern stretcher, and Taibu lay on it and rested with his eyes closed. When Ji Le walked out, he planned to get up and salute.

"Okay, don't waste your energy when you look like this." Ji Le sat down and asked several witches to serve Taibu: "You come to find this temple, is there anything wrong?"

Taibu took a breath and said anxiously: "The fall of the demon spear from the sky is a sign of great danger. Your Highness has a great disaster. Please call the king back urgently. He has a secret treasure in his hand to help Your Highness escape the robbery."

This is also a picture Taibu saw when he was dying.

It was a ball of flame, and the glory from civilization helped Ji Le resist the disaster.

"Yang Ke?" Ji Le was speechless: "He just left. If the old man had come a while ago, he would have seen him. But—"

Ji Le snapped his fingers and forced the power of Guoling to pull Yang Ke back.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ke, who had squirmed his fire wings, returned to Yongle Palace.

"Ji Le, do you have something to do?" Yang Ke just flew away from Jiugong City, but unexpectedly he was pulled back.

"It's not this palace, it's Taibu looking for you."

"Taibu?" At this time, Yang Ke saw Taibu lying on the vine rack and looked shocked: "Sir, why are you coming out?"

"If you don't talk about this, can the torch be in your hands?"

"Tenghuo?" Ji Le's inspiration flashed and immediately realized the vitality of his life.

The Xia Kingdom has accumulated over a hundred years, and there is a fire of civilization of its own. This fire accepts the faith of the people and is the seed of the future national spirit. But it emerges suddenly and brings another fire to the point where the original fire loses its power and cuts off the source of national faith. But if the fire is extinguished, that fire will rekindle and a brand new spirit will be born with the help of the Mother Earth.

"Tenghuo!" Ji Le's eyes flashed and she looked at Yang Ke.

Looking at Taibu and then Ji Le, Yang Ke frowned and said, "The torch created by our ancestors is indeed with me. The old man needs this torch?"

"It's good to be there, and give it to His Highness Guo Ling quickly. As long as this torch is there, His Highness Guo Ling will have a way to survive tomorrow's crisis."

True or fake? Yang Ke turned to look at Ji Le.

Ji Le nodded slightly: "Is there 30%? No, 50% sure."

If you have another torch, you do have operationality. No matter how bad it is, you can use this torch to resurrect. Or you can transmit your memories and be reborn.
Chapter completed!