After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"What do you mean?"

The three visitors from the underground city stood up and looked at Li Mo with unfriendly expressions. They had encountered a lot of resistance and opposition before.

Even Jiang Yu, who issued the decree, probably didn't expect that the underground cities that surrendered to them would be so cruel in taking away their benefits.

He used chicken feathers as a token of authority and dared to force the villagers in Rencheng to the brink of starvation.

And this confidence comes from the Celestial Clan, which doesn't require any food, except for the fact that they are greedy.

"I think your proposal is boring."

Li Mo filled the teapot: "Open the door and see you off!"

The door of the ancestral hall was opened by the villagers inside, and the crowd outside was filled with dark faces looking inside.

They were all very calm.

More than a decade ago, Dawang Village, like other ordinary villages, was very afraid of demons.

Now, they have worked together to drive away and kill several demons that have roamed near the village.

They are not even afraid of those terrifying things, let alone a few stronger people?

And Village Chief Li would tell them the truth every once in a while.

Human cities are bound to encounter years of disaster. If everyone has no food to eat, they will have no choice but to sell the land they have worked hard to cultivate.

The fields will fall into the hands of the people in the underground cities who have food, and after the disaster year is over, the subsequent good years will no longer belong to their descendants.

People may not understand other truths, but this is the land that gave birth to them.

"Please, once the door is closed, you can't open it whenever you want."

“…”

Seeing this, the young man from the underground city was about to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but was stopped.

The middle-aged man bowed to Li Mo and said, "We will meet again in the mountains and rivers!"

After saying that, he led the two of them away.

"Uncle Deng, we are just a bunch of villagers. Why did you stop me just now if I refused to accept your toast?" the young man said indignantly.

The middle-aged man surnamed Deng glanced at him and snorted:

"Don't you think the display in the ancestral hall is weird?"

The tea table was made from the roots of the Baige tree demon; the burning incense and candles were made from the fat of human snakes; the bed they walked on was made from the fur of black wind bears.

Damn it! Even with so many monsters, this Dawang Village is still peaceful and tranquil!

These villagers seem to have practiced some kind of martial arts that is neither real nor fake!

"If we had taken action just now, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to leave the ancestral hall..."

The dungeon girl looked terrified and asked again:

"But this Dawang Village is so prosperous. If we fail to bring it under our jurisdiction, how can we report it?"

"If we can't take care of Dawang Village, can't the Celestial Clan take care of it?"

"I see that the martial arts of those people are strange and have the aura of demons. They might have colluded with demons. This matter is serious and must be decided by the Tiancheng clan!"

The middle-aged man jumped onto his horse.

Three fast horses left the village, and a figure slipped down from the tree.

Dong Erniu, the little kid who used to follow Li Mo around and ask for a "good sword" to play with, has now grown up and is extremely talented.

Just now he was hiding in the tree, and even the warriors in the dungeon didn't notice him.

He went to the ancestral hall immediately.

And the other side.

The trio had passed through a taller and more majestic city wall and met with the Celestial Clan stationed on their side.

This Celestial Clan member was a wild woman with wheat-colored skin and black hair that fluttered in the wind. She looked to be in her early thirties.

I heard that she is also extraordinary among the Celestial Clan. The auspicious light that accompanies her is purple, and a single move of her hands and feet can cause an endless storm.

"Is there someone in the human city colluding with the demons?"

Feng Zhi frowned and said in a bad tone: "You can handle such a small matter on your own. Why bother me?"

In her eyes, there is actually not much difference between people from the human city and the underground city.

"The villagers of Dawang Village seem to have gained power from the demon."

The three men were trembling, and only the middle-aged man could barely speak.

The words just fell.

The woman opposite suddenly stood up and raised her hand slightly, and a strong wind swept the middle-aged man in front of her:

"Is what you just said true?"

"Absolutely true!"

Feng Zhi nodded and flicked her sleeves.

This matter is of great importance, she must go and confirm it in person.

The back-blowing wind carried her and the three of them straight up to the sky, whistling through the air.

It only took her a quarter of an hour to follow the instructions and cover the long distance to reach the outside of Dawang Village.

What comes into view are neatly arranged farmlands and lush mountains and rivers.

There are people working in the fields and hunters hunting in the mountains.

The working farmers did not bend over, but crouched low, like a giant mantis hunting, using the sickle as a hand knife, and cutting off large tracts of weeds with one swing.

A man was dissatisfied with the slow plowing speed of the ox, so he pushed the old ox aside and let it rest and eat grass. He then harnessed the plow and started plowing the field.

The painting style in the farmland is weird enough.

The hunting scene in the mountains is even more outrageous.

The hunter pointed at the wild boar opposite him and hooked his finger with disdain:

"Dead pig, come here!"

"Hmph?!"

The wild boar had never been treated like this before. It was furious and used its pig-rushing move to try to push the hunter to death.

As a result, the hunter let out a "Hey", got into position, and charged forward fiercely.

bump--

It was the rather large wild boar that flew out, and fainted in the process of being knocked away.

"Well, I told you something was wrong with Dawang Village!"

The middle-aged men in the dungeon pointed and talked, full of confidence.

Who is a good person who farms and hunts like this?

"Sword Mantis, Wild Ox, Iron-Horned Rhino..."

Feng Zhi really saw the shadows of those demons in them.

It doesn't have the same vibe, but it's definitely imitating!

and.....

Not only is there no demonic aura, quite the opposite.

Are there any fellow tribesmen living in seclusion in the village?

A raging wind surged around her heart, a light blue color appeared in her eyes, she fell to the ground, and walked towards the direction where the breath came from.

The Celestial Clan is a loosely-knit group, so it's normal for some of them to travel outside. However, the area of ​​the human city is too large, so they don't encounter such situations often.

At this moment, she saw a small farmyard.

Through the door, there is a quiet figure.

She had pigtails and wore coarse clothes. Her face was as white as snow and her lips were rosy. She seemed like the most beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared in this world.

The Celestial Clan all possess the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and they all have very handsome appearances.

But compared to her, he seemed to be overshadowed by that pure and cold beauty.

Ying Bing held the freshly washed clothes in her arms and looked up at the sky with a frown.

"The wind suddenly got really strong."

Li Mo also came over to help her collect the clothes.

"This is the root of all evil! The village chief here!"

The middle-aged man from the underground city pointed at him.

Li Mo: “?”

Village chief Xiao Li thought that all the evil was not caused by "Li".

.....

PS: The plot of Tianrencheng will not be long and boring, but the important parts still need to be written. After all, the time span is so large that even if it is simplified, it will not be too short.

Well, this is a copy. If it's too long, why not change to a new book? (Where did you go? Is this still the investment rebirth of the empress?)

Then there is the plot of that aspect, the hammer and sickle. I won’t write about what I shouldn’t write, nor will I delve too deeply into it. It is mainly based on the basic world view of the book. Well, it is absolutely positive energy!

Muah-3-.