noffsinger Chapter 216 People's Hearts Pray for Peace
Chapter 216 People's Hearts Pray for Peace
Chapter 216 People Pray for Peace
Xiao Lie quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, it's just that after the Spirit King returned, this Nanyang City..."
King Ling interrupted him again.
"It's alright. Lin Yunjiao and the others have brought several thousand soldiers, which is enough to withstand the Qin army's attack."
You don't need to worry about that.
Xiao Lie was still a little worried.
"But Spirit King, what if the Shadow Organization's top-tier members are mobilized..."
King Ling interrupted him again.
"It's alright, you just lack experience in dealing with matters involving different countries."
It requires gradual accumulation, and more reading and learning.
You only know that the Qin Kingdom has a shadow organization, but little do you know that Gu Xuanchao and Si Chao each have their own Great Yuan Realm experts.
We need to be wary not only of the Qin state, but also of the Gu Xuan dynasty.
Each country has its own experts, achieving a delicate balance.
You don't need to worry so much; they also need to be wary of invasions from other countries.
After hearing this, Xiao Lie clasped his hands and bowed to the Spirit King.
"Ziyun thanks King Ling for informing me! Then, King Ling, Ziyun will take his leave now."
The Spirit King nodded to him.
Xiao Lie returned to the hall where everyone was and told them that the Spirit King was going back to Huanling City.
At this moment, Afu suddenly remembered that Shanzi and Datou were still in Nanshan Town.
He said, "We need to go back. Shanzi and Datou are still in Nanshan Town."
Should we go find them and ask if they want to go back?
Upon hearing Afu's words, Shizi also said, "Yes, that's true."
We've been away for over two years; we should ask them if they want to go back together.
Afu stood up.
"In that case, I'll hurry over to Nanshan Town and ask them."
Daya looked at the others and asked, "Okay, who else wants to go with Afu?"
Suddenly, Shui'er insisted on going.
"I want it! I want it! I want to go with Brother Fu!"
Xiao He also stood up.
"Then I'll go too! I want to see Shanzi's bride!"
When Daya heard Xiaohe say that, she scolded her in an annoyed tone.
"In this situation, you still have the mind to think about these things!"
Don't cause any trouble when you go!
After telling Shanzi and the others, if they want to return to Huanling City.
Head straight towards Phantom City, we'll meet on the way!
“Okay!” Xiaohe, Afu, and Shui’er agreed in unison.
Cheng Peng, a big, dark-skinned man, said something indifferently when he saw them about to leave.
"It's almost lunchtime, we can eat first and then go."
The three had no choice but to stay for dinner.
After everyone finished eating, Afu and the other two set off towards Nanshan Town.
Xiao Lie and the others waited for two days.
Only after the Spirit King had arranged everything did they embark on the journey back to the Illusionary Spirit City together.
Outside the city gates of Nanyang, the blazing sun hung high in the sky.
It was like a giant fireball, releasing light and heat without reservation.
The air was thick with suffocating heat.
Every breeze carried a scorching heat.
It's incredibly frustrating.
The yellow soil on the ground was dried out by the sun.
It's as if all the moisture has been drained away.
It seemed to be expressing the helplessness of this scorching weather.
People flocked in from all directions like a tide, gathering densely at the gate of Nanyang City.
They whispered among themselves, filled with curiosity and speculation about the trip.
Some stood on tiptoe, trying to get past the crowd to see what was going on ahead.
Some whispered among themselves to the people next to them.
The people gathered in small groups, discussing the matter.
Their faces were filled with reluctance and worry.
When they learned that the Spirit King was going back to the Illusionary Spirit City.
"What should we do? With King Ling gone, how can our Nanyang City ever be at peace?"
An elderly man leaned on a cane, his brow furrowed, his voice trembling slightly.
"Yes, King Ling made great contributions to repelling the Qin army during his time in Nanyang City."
"If the King of Ling leaves now, it might cause trouble, given the people's arrangements."
A middle-aged woman standing nearby echoed this sentiment, holding her young child tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with worry.
"That's true, but now that King Ling is leaving, things will be difficult for our Nanyang City from now on."
"If King Ling were not in Nanyang City, I wouldn't feel at ease."
A burly middle-aged man's rough voice rang out.
He clenched his fists tightly, seemingly expressing his inner resentment.
Just then, the crisp sound of horses' hooves approached from afar.
Everyone looked up and saw that the Spirit King was dressed in white.
He rode slowly towards them on a fine horse.
His face was calm and gentle.
"Greetings, King Spirit!"
Upon seeing the arrival of the Spirit King, everyone knelt down in unison.
His voice was filled with endless respect and reluctance.
King Ling gently pulled on the reins, and the horse came to a steady stop.
He slowly walked to the front of the crowd, gently raised his hands, and gestured for everyone to stand up.
“Fellow villagers, I know what you are thinking.”
But my departure this time is truly a last resort.
"I hereby assure you that for your peace and safety, the city of Nanyang, along with its garrison generals and commanders, will surely protect you."
The Spirit King's voice was gentle yet firm, each word carrying the weight of a thousand pounds.
"King Ling, we cannot live without you!"
An old man knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling.
"Grandpa, please get up."
King Ling dismounted and came to the old man's side, bent down to help him up, his eyes full of tenderness.
"Although I have departed, I still care about everyone."
"But King Ling, how can we bear to part with you?"
"If the Qin army attacks again after you leave, what will we do?"
Sobs could be heard from the crowd; everyone was filled with an indescribable sorrow.
"Fellow villagers, don't be sad."
Remember, no matter where I am, the safety and well-being of Nanyang City will always be my greatest concern.
You must also be strong, and work together with all the generals and commanders for the future of Phantom Spirit City.
The King of Spirit's words were full of encouragement and expectation.
King Ling took one last deep look at the land he loved so dearly, then turned and mounted his steed.
"I will keep your reluctance in mind. I hope that you will follow General Li Zhiyi to protect Nanyang City."
Together, we will protect our land and our families in our spiritual kingdom.
When the common people heard King Ling's words, they were all as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"We swear to protect Nanyang City to the death, and to protect the Ling Kingdom to the death."
King Ling mounted his horse and nodded as he looked at the people before him.
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"Are you all ready?"
A steady and powerful voice suddenly rang out.
Like a thunderclap, it instantly drew everyone's attention.
King Ling's face was cold and majestic, and his deep eyes revealed determination and confidence.
His every move exudes a kingly demeanor, inspiring awe in all who behold him.
"Alright, Spirit King."
The crowd responded in unison, their voices clear and loud.
It seemed to gather into a powerful force, trying to break through the oppressive heat.
The sound echoed in the air, lingering for a long time.
It gave everyone present an invisible shock.
"Walk."
The Spirit King uttered a single word, his tone firm and unwavering, as if it contained boundless power.
In an instant, all the officials and generals of Nanyang City knelt down.
They were dressed in neat official robes and armor.
The weapons in their hands gleamed coldly in the sunlight, demonstrating their majesty and loyalty.
Everyone shouted in unison.
"Respectfully bidding farewell to King Ling!"
The sound resounded through the sky, as if it were about to pierce the heavens.
The sound lingered at the city gate for a long time, moving the surrounding people deeply.
King Ling flicked the reins in his hand with a light, practiced, and elegant movement.
The horse obediently turned around and stood with its head held high, facing the distance.
Then, the Spirit King shouted.
"drive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horses' hooves rang out like a sudden rain, crisp and powerful.
The horse galloped off like an arrow, with those who wanted to return to Illusionary Spirit City following closely behind.
Dust billowed up, and the sounds of horses' hooves and shouts mingled together, creating a spectacular scene.
The procession marched off into the distance, gradually disappearing from the sight of the people.
His shadow gradually lengthened under the sunlight.
The people remained kneeling on the ground, watching the King of Spirit depart until his figure completely disappeared from sight.
They helped each other to their feet, their eyes shining with determination.
"Although King Ling is gone, we must be even more united and work even harder to defend Nanyang City!"
A young man raised his arms and shouted, his voice echoing across the square, inspiring everyone.
The crowd began to disperse, but a seed of hope had been planted in the heart of each person.
They believe that no matter how difficult the future may be.
As long as the Spirit King is there, Nanyang City can hold its ground.