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Text Chapter 16 Departure to the Ice Sect

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    Now that Bing Zong has sent a letter, the sooner we leave, the better.  But Jing Mo kept wondering why no news came out from the Huo family. Could it be that the person was not Xiao Jiannan, or maybe the time was too short and there were no clues to make him suspicious.

    I was thinking of going to Huo's house as an excuse to say goodbye, but I was afraid that I might have a guilty conscience and expose some flaws.  Pihou, how could you forget the existence of this kid?  After searching everywhere, there was no trace, so Jing Mo had no choice but to give up and not think too much about it, focusing on the Ice Sect.

    The town of Stu is close to the Sunset Mountains and belongs to the west, while the Ice Sect is located on the northern edge of the Nimor Empire.  Fortunately, the territory of Nemore Empire is not too vast, and with the existence of horses, the journey will not be too long.

    The small town Bingzong had to pass through Luocheng. Jing Xiaotian and his son galloped all the way, covering more than two hundred miles in one breath.  The horse rolled his eyes: You two only focused on cracking the whip, but you forgot that I was out of breath and my legs were weak. There must be a time to calm down.

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    "Mo'er, there are more than ten miles ahead of you and that's Luocheng. It's getting late today. It seems we can only stay overnight in that Luocheng." Jing Xiaotian glanced at his son, who was not tired at all, and seemed to be instructing: "Go out.  Being away from home is no better than at home. It¡¯s good to take a vivid picture of what you see and hear.¡±

    Jingmo has been calm since he was a child, and although he is far from low-key in dealing with things, he is still measured. But he is still just a child after all, and this is his first time traveling far away from a small town.  Although Jingtian was very relieved about him, some words came out of his mouth naturally.

    "A real man has his own things to do and things not to do. Mo'er has his own sense of proportion." Looking coldly at the front, Jing Mo was thinking about the existence of the Xiao family.

    "Drive!" Jing Mo whipped away.

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    The thick city wall is several feet high, which is impossible to see in a small town.  On the city wall, armored soldiers stood tall and straight, with a rainbow-like momentum, all like gods of war guarding the border.  The flag is flying, hunting in the wind, with a big character gilded on a black background~~~~~Chen!

    ¡®Is this Luocheng?  It's so majestic, foresty yet solemn. Compared to a small town, it can be called a completely different world!  How wonderful is the outside world' Looking ahead from a distance, Jing Mo felt a wave of excitement in his heart.  The sky is big and the earth is big, let me wander, when will I be able to be proud of this world.

    The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the horizon red, putting a golden coat on the behemoth Luocheng.  The noise of people in the city can be heard everywhere. Various businesses and even hawking can be seen everywhere. People are returning home from a busy job, walking in a hurry, thinking about their daughter-in-law's delicious food, and their faces are full of that happy smile.

    Since the Chen family took office, life in Luocheng seems to be much more harmonious than before.  Various measures have made the people happy. The dignified and dedicated patrol team is no longer arrogant and domineering in the past, judging every situation and never looking at others.  Of course, these guards sometimes have no choice but to encounter people from the Xiao family.

    ??????????????????? Originally, the Xiao family could tolerate being ¡®lonely¡¯, but as time went by, the itchy Xiao family would always find something to do to make things lively.  Although worldly influence cannot influence the final competition between the two major families for the city master, there is always no room for sand in people's eyes.

    ??According to Mr. Xiao Kaishan, the Chen family can be so low-key as a bitch erecting a memorial arch. She is really a bitch.  Since you want to build that meaningless memorial arch, I will take the blame as a villain to the end, so what if I help you?  However, the itchy skin and flesh don¡¯t hurt, but I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t feel better either.  As long as you can't help being angry, I'll have an excuse to fuck you.

    The Xiao family had been elected city lord for two consecutive terms, and they seemed to be satisfied with it. However, this time they were slightly defeated by a small step. They were extremely unwilling and unwilling. With the temperament of the Xiao family, how could they not hold a grudge and grudge against them?  Yu Huai.

    From the news, Jing Mo only knew that there were Chen and Xiao families in Luocheng, but he didn¡¯t know the details.  Perhaps out of curiosity or something else, while leading his horse to watch, Jing Mo finally asked: "Father, I heard that two major families competed for the position of the Lord of the Fallen City. Previously, the banner of the Chen family was flying on the city wall, so what?  Is the Xiao family not as powerful as the Chen family?"

    Hearing this, Jing Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, wondering when his son had such thoughts.  Could it be that Mo'er has been holding a grudge for the Xiao family's humiliation and can't let it go Anyway, it's just a good opportunity to remind one or two: "Generally speaking, the Chen and Xiao families are equally powerful. Although the Lord of the Fallen City is once every three years  , but no one can be re-elected permanently for a long time." Moreover, the empire will never allow such a thing to happen, Jingtian added silently in his heart.

    "The Chen family are upright people. Although they have always been low-key in dealing with things, they are not afraid of being the master. Most of the people in the city support the Chen family. However, this has nothing to do with the family's own strength. At most, it is just a reputation."

    Glancing at Jing Mo who was listening attentively, Jing Xiaotian frowned and continued: "As for the Xiao family, they are known to be arrogant and domineering, but the Xiao family does have that strength, there is no doubt about it. Compared to the Chen family  They have an upright and low-key style, but the Xiao family adheres to the principle of fisting shit." Youxian shook his head unwillingly.

    ??"In Luocheng, even though the people hate the Xiao family, they are afraid to speak out. And those businessmen and wealthy families mostly support the Xiao family and secretly criticize the Chen family."

    Jing Xiaotian seemed to be answering Jing Mo, but there was truth in his words.  Although Jing Mo is still young now, there are some things he will face sooner or later.  Jing Xiaotian didn't want to talk too much about the principles of life, nor did he want to conclude what was right and what was wrong.  As long as Jing Mo can see the world clearly, the rest is beyond his father's control.

    ¡®Is it true to defecate with fists?  ¡¯ Jing Mo thought about it in his mind, and was a little distracted for a moment.

    "Our goal is the Bing Sect. The Chen family and the Xiao family that have fallen into the city have nothing to do with us." The topic changed, and Jing Xiaotian looked solemn: "A man must endure some things that he cannot bear" Jing Xiaotian  Xiaotian reminded intentionally.  This Luocheng is the territory of the Xiao family.

    He claimed to be a heroic husband, couldn't bear to bend a moment, couldn't swallow the humiliation, but he was clicked and took his head, and he also talked about what a shit husband.  Although sometimes, there are some things that you would rather lose your head than give in to.  But in Jing Xiaotian's view, if that time really comes, it will only prove that no matter what you do, you have no choice.  Either way, he's going to die, so why should he give in?

    Without hearing his voice, he turned around to look, frowning: "Mo'er, Mo'er!"

    "Oh! Father, the child is listening." Jing Mo was so distracted that he didn't really hear what Jing Tian said clearly.

    "Alas!" Jing Xiaotian sighed softly, but said nothing.

    The father and son led their horses and talked, and before they knew it, they arrived at a restaurant.  Xiangmanlou is somewhat famous in Luocheng, and Jing Xiaotian and Jing Xiaoshan had been here many years ago. Maybe it was intentional, but they came here again unknowingly.  ;
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