"Yes... and this, after the dismissal, chasing and killing them is even more unnecessary, and directly disposed of them in the barracks, didn't they save a lot of effort? At that time, they were all surrounded by the army of the Emperor of Heaven, so they were forced to chase them down. There are many people, and it is impossible for the army of the Emperor of Heaven not to notice. If those people were killed by the troops of the Emperor of Heaven, then maybe it is possible... Hehe, I mean it is possible, possible It's just a bit bigger..."
"There are too many doubts, too many unreasonable, unreasonable, and inconsistent with the facts."
"Yes, then why do you want to smear Mu Canglan like this? He has already been criticized by thousands of people, so why step on it a few more times?"
"I'm afraid there is something weird about it."
"Yes, then, where is the oddity?"
"These soldiers are really dead. If that's the case, if it wasn't for Mu Canglan's actions, who is most likely to die?"
"You're talking nonsense, since it's not Mu Canglan's side? It must be His Majesty's side who ordered the execution..."
"Hush! Silence!"
"I'm just talking about a possibility, and I don't necessarily say that His Majesty did it, it's just that the possibility is relatively high!"
"The world is in such a mess, who should we trust?"
"This, this..."
After about five or six days, Mo Yuntian's public opinion has changed from everyone yelling at Mu Canglan in unison, to inexplicably turning into a cloud of fog.
Too many people are beginning to be confused and at a loss...`·
There are also some caring people who also start to think and start to pursue the so-called 'truth'.
What is going on here
"If Mu Tianlan really wanted to rebel, he would have rebelled for so many years! Why wait until now? He has always been the pinnacle of power, okay?"
"Since rebellion wasn't Mu Canglan's original intention, then why did he do it, and what was the reason behind it? If it wasn't greed for profit, what could it be?"
"Those people who were killed were all Mo Yuntian's soldiers. Since they had already left Mu Canglan voluntarily, why were they still killed?"
"His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven once promised to let the past go.
"Could it be said that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven broke his promise and became fat? You are not joking, it is not possible!"
"That's millions of people..."
"What is this for? It's puzzling!"
"Also, the current battle situation is extremely strange. The Emperor of Heaven clearly holds an overwhelming advantage and has the upper hand. However, he has not given up the superior force for a long time, and is conducting large-scale decisive battles. If we fight against each other, that is simply a strategy to die..."
"I've heard, I just heard, that when a demon is injured, it needs a lot of soul power to recover quickly..."
"What's the matter with this? There have been similar rumors for a long time. I also heard that as long as advanced warriors know the ability of Tianmo!"
"Ahem, I mean...I actually mean...Didn't Mu Canglan say...not that...
"Ah, you mean His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven needs a lot of soul power? That means..."
"Hehe... I'm just guessing and talking casually, it's just a possibility..."
"It's really possible. I've also heard that the Heavenly Demons do have such evil skills..."
"Then...doesn't it mean that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven really is..."
"Heavenly Demon?"
"This... How can this be said casually?"
"But so many things, everything pointing to... makes no sense..."
As the saying goes, extremes lead to opposites, and Mo Tianji's methods were used to the extreme, and began to have a subtle influence on public opinion from the opposite direction.
Moreover, the armies of the two sides that are fighting have also begun to be suspicious. Each has concerns, and each has reservations. The number of casualties on both sides has dropped sharply.
But Yuan Tianxian couldn't respond much to such a change in form; because... After Mo Tianji's big explosion this time, Yuan Tianxian's little vitality, which he managed to recover with great difficulty, was directly smashed to the freezing point.
Even the damage to the spirit and soul was even more serious than that of the two kings of painting and calligraphy!
Eating a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures can only make up for physical trauma and cultivation strength, but cannot make up for spiritual trauma.
So Yuan Tianxian is also very helpless, if there is a large number of people who are immortal, how can they make up for it quickly? So even though he knew that the wind direction of public opinion had turned a bit, he could only bite the bullet and continue to go down.
I only hope that more people will die. This way, the energy of the soul can be sufficient, and I can recover quickly, and then wipe out Mu Canglan in one fell swoop, and then turn to deal with the mainland storm. It will be relatively easier.
As the tide of public opinion rose again, other speeches gradually began to be derived.
"Hey, you know what?" whispered.
"What's up?"
"Come here with your ears..."
"Why so mysterious? What's the matter?"
"I heard that during a certain battle over there, there was an unprecedented violent explosion, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven flew out of it, filled with black air..."
"Black air is filling the air? Why is it like this?"
"Ah! That's right, black qi... It is said... that is the so-called qi! The qi of the heavenly demon..."!
"Hiss...how is this possible, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor..."
"Shut up! Damn you, you want to die... If you want to die, don't kill me..."
"This, this... this is too unbelievable, really unexpected..."
"Yes."
"Could it be that what Mu Shuai said was... true?"
"This... this, no comment."
If one person knows, there will be two people, if two or three people know, there will be two hundred people. Slowly, the entire Moyuntian Street is whispering, mysterious.
Ever since, such voices continued to come out.
"Hiss~~~"
"Fuck!"
"No way… "
"Damn, shit, shit..."
At the same time, some of Mu Canglan's previous achievements and attitudes were also widely disseminated by interested people.
"Mu Shuai is actually a good guy..."
"Yeah, I still remember that Mu Shuai once wrote a poem; it's called... Thousands of horses and thousands of troops come out of the ink clouds, and the bones of the battlefield guard the loyal soul; I would rather put this body on the battlefield and live up to the sky and my heart!"
"Hey, Mu Shuai has protected Mo Yuntian for millions of years. He is really a good man who protects his family and the country..."
"Did you hear that Yuan Tianxian is a demon? This matter has been confirmed, and the evidence is solid..."
"I'm ashamed, ashamed, I thought I was a bunch of idiots before I waited, and I didn't know the truth after living under the power of the demon for so many years. If it wasn't for Mu Shuai... I really would have been kept in the dark until I died, that would be a complete tragedy. …”
"Is this news reliable?"
"Fuck, you know a fart! Come on, let me explain it to you in detail, and you will understand..."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...the truth is like this...we are sorry to Marshal Mu..."
"Damn it... I scolded him the day before yesterday, I'm so sorry..."
"Damn me too..."
"We want to rectify Mushuai's name!"
"Get out of Mo Yuntian!"
"You're wrong, you should kill these devil bastards!"
"Fucking shit; my son who doesn't live up to expectations is still serving in the Yuantianxian barracks, and the old man immediately wrote a letter cursing that little bastard for being in the company of demons, it's simply a traitor..."
The atmosphere on the battlefield gradually became a little weird.
Seven or eight days passed, and Yuchichi suddenly discovered that when he was giving orders, the eyes looking at him with doubts became more and more intensive.
Moreover, the soldiers seemed to be a little bit depressed, and their morale was unprecedentedly low.
There are also some people who run into a tent at every turn, and many people are talking quietly in there... As soon as they enter, they are immediately silent.
When fighting, each of them no longer screamed like before, but was weak
There are more and more complicated chirping sounds. Although it is only in the surrounding area, Yu Chichi himself has heard it more than once...
"Heavenly Demon..."
"Your Majesty..."
"do not know… "
On Mu Canglan's side, this meeting has become a bit more leisurely. The daily battle between the two sides seems to be dealing with official business. Originally, it was a big battle, and in one day, both sides would have killed or injured hundreds of thousands of people, but for these few days in a row, Especially in the last day or two, there were almost no casualties...
It's as if the two armies have negotiated that on the battlefield you will fight yours and I will fight mine, and then we will play a show and deal with it like that.
The sword comes like the wind, but the moves fail.
The knife comes out like electricity. The knife chops the wind.
Fist is weak, palm is like cotton...
Anyway, all attacks do not have the most basic lethality, so how could there be casualties? !
"This is also called fighting!"
Yuchi hurriedly summoned the generals, and cursed: "This is how the hell you fight? Such dereliction of duty, such rebellion! So..."
What greeted him was the generals' suspicious and suspicious eyes.
One of the stunned generals finally couldn't bear it, and asked loudly: "Yu Shuai, brothers want an explanation... Is His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor a Heavenly Demon? You must know the truth, you are His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor My neighbor!"
Yu Chichi's nose twisted when he heard the words: "What kind of bastard are you talking! Do you believe such rebellious rumors? It's simply unreasonable to even ask."
"Why are you talking nonsense? If not, why didn't His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven come up with evidence to prove himself? Let me wait and have no doubts?"
"You bastard! Don't you want His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven to strip naked and let you check it carefully?" Yu Chichi's face was flushed with anger, and he couldn't choose what to say.
The stunned young man was obviously still a little bit reluctant, unwilling to accept, Yuchi frowned and ordered: "Come on, drag this bastard down, and hit him with two hundred army sticks!"
In the silence, Lengtouqing was dragged down.
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