[Main Quest: Survive the catastrophe of the Xu Dynasty, protect the peace and prosperity of the Xu Dynasty, and bless the country and the people (01)]

Lin Qiu'er should have ended her life in the palace of that day, but she didn't.

The system informed that the task had not yet been completed, but Lin was puzzled.

[The catastrophe has passed, Xu Chengjin is dead, how can it not be completed?] ]

Her heart is still not calm, she is still waiting to go to Mo Jin to settle the account!

clearly promised her that he would live with her and die with her, but this time he didn't talk about it!

This account must be calculated!

The small system trembled and hummed aggrievedly.

[Mo Yao died, most of his soldiers have no owner, thousands of elite soldiers, and there are still a large number of soldiers and horses to the west that have not yet been placed, how to count the peaceful and prosperous times, the country and the people are safe. 】

In other words, these soldiers and horses have not yet been accounted for and have not been settled, how can they be considered safe?

[What's the business with me!] Go to Old Man Xu for trouble! He's the emperor, of course he's going to solve it! ]

The little system choked for two seconds before whispering.

[Mo Yao does not have a talisman. 】

Lin Qiu'er was stunned and raised his eyes suddenly.

[What do you say?] ]

[What does that mean?] ]

[Mo Yao's talisman was destroyed by him five years ago, so no one knows, including his cronies, only Chen Tang knows, and he doesn't have a talisman. 】

[Therefore, all of General Mo Yao's soldiers and horses are loyal to him alone!] 】

Lin Qiu'er raised her eyes blankly, with a cold little face.

[So what do you want me to do?] The national teacher is not appropriate, and he changed careers to become a general? ]

The little system choked for two seconds, imagined the picture, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Even if the host general can't be in office for a few days, he will go to unify the world!

The host is going to become the biggest threat to Xu Chao first!!

Of course not. 】

Xiao Shi coughed dryly, sensing her irritability and anger, and was silent for a while.

Creation makes people, and the main god obviously wants her to cross the catastrophe.

But—

[The general doesn't, and raising another general is a duck! ] 】

The small system's well-behaved little voice said timidly.

[What does that mean?] ]

[The host soon learned that it was spicy! 】

The small voice of the small system is very pleasant, and the place where the girl can't see, stepping in the air, seems to be transparent.

The little girl with a double ponytail had a smile in her green eyes, and looked at the host gently and obediently.

Her beautiful green eyes were full of joyful smiles, and her little face of seven or eight years old was immature and cute.

……

I can't stop the calamity that the Lord God has given you, but I can at least do my best to make it not so difficult to call your host your calamity.

……

After Mo Yao left, his body was not returned to the General's Mansion.

Instead, he stayed with the National Teacher.

Under the ground of the Tongtian Pavilion, there is a dark room, and an ice coffin is placed in it.

Mo Yao's corpse was placed inside.

Occasionally, the National Teacher would go down to take a look, sit beside the ice coffin, rest his chin on the ice coffin, and whisper bad things to him.

Occasionally scolding him, occasionally saying something and waiting for her to settle accounts with him later.

But more often than not—

But there was silence.

Lying on the ice coffin, the girl's cold little face was in a trance, she held her cheeks and thought with her eyes down.

She remembered a lot of things, and she remembered a lot of things.

Suddenly, I felt as if I was really quietly being changed by this Mo Jin.

She had been trapped at the bottom of the sea for so long before, but she had never felt that life was difficult.

……

She suddenly understood the reason why Mo Jin came to find herself after becoming a god in the first place.

When you don't have thoughts, you don't have expectations.

When you don't have it, you don't care about losing.

But once you've tasted it, you've had it, you've cared about it—

Taste the loss again.

You just get the idea.

In the days without TA, no matter how long the time, it is nothing.