The puppets' stage play

Chapter 200 Moonlight, Power

Lin Dao looked around suspiciously. He had vaguely felt that someone was spying on him, but when he used his spiritual eyes to take a look, he found nothing. There was only Yan Wudao with a puzzled face in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Yan Wudao looked nervous. Could it be that he and Lin Dao were discovered just after they came out?

"It's okay... I'm just paranoid." Lin Dao was silent for a moment and retorted, but his face was a little heavy.

"Oh..." Yan Wudao felt that the other party was not telling the truth, but he also knew that since the other party didn't want to tell the truth, he couldn't force him, so he could only expose it gently and ignore it.

"Like I said, you will probably be closely monitored when you go back this time, but don't worry, I will go back soon, and by then..." Lin Dao's eyes flashed.

"When our long-cherished wish comes true, I can continue to pursue my ideal."

Yan Wudao's tense face gradually became relieved. He exhaled and nodded slowly.

Lin Dao's figure suddenly appeared next to Yan Wudao, and he put a finger on the latter's forehead. Yan Wudao's eyes gradually became dull and lifeless. Lin Dao wordlessly retracted his finger, his expression a little cold.

"I'm sorry, Wu Dao. For your own good, this memory of yours has been sealed by me. From now on, you will only hear it again when I mention a certain keyword. Remember, this keyword is -"

He leaned close to Yan Wudao's ear and whispered: "The hope that no one desires."

Yan Wudao's pupils shrank slightly.

"Even if others think I am doing useless work, I will move forward firmly. In order not to let down the only people who believe in me, I will become cold and act ruthlessly. By then, even if you long for warmth, I will Wake you up"

"Because that's not right and it's not in line with my justice. I'm such a willful person."

"So, my friend, please rest in peace for a while, and then there will be a long period of coldness. In order for that justice to be realized, I will do whatever it takes."

Lin Dao looked at the sky, his usual unruly expression was extremely serious. He turned around and his figure gradually faded away.

"It's time for me to be more mature. Defending my rights with my fists is an indispensable part of achieving my goals..."

Yan Wudao stood still in place, his originally stiff face gradually revived, and his eyes gradually became lively.

He looked around in surprise, remembering that his recent search for Lin Dao was fruitless, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply, what was the point of using Lingling's channel to come out.

Yan Wudao felt a little discouraged when he thought that he had been searching for a whole day without any trace. He took out the ball and looked at it silently for a long time, then squeezed it tightly with a deep look on his face.

He gave up, feeling that there was no point in continuing his search.

The ball gave off a faint green light, which was the color that represented safety, but Yan Wudao couldn't help but look a little ugly. He threw it aside, looked around, and ran away.

Before he got off the airship, the man in sunglasses warned him that red represents danger and green represents safety, but in the end he said something seemingly meaningless.

"Today's moon will probably be very bright." Yan Wudao thought of these words, and the expression on his face became more solemn.

This sentence actually comes from an allusion. Ancient proverbs record that one day, after the prime minister of the Liang Dynasty had finished handling political affairs, it was already late at night and he saw a beam of moonlight in his sedan chair.

Its color was cold and noble, which made him yearn deeply. He couldn't help but sigh, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight", and then he was killed by some masked men with knives who suddenly broke out.

Therefore, it usually means that seemingly beautiful things actually hide murderous intent.

In modern times, people know that the moon only shines by the light of the sun and has no luster on its own, so it has derived other meanings, including one expressive meaning.

Because the moon does not emit light, it is white light at best, so if it emits other light, it represents an abnormal situation, as is the case now.

That's why Yan Wudao dropped the ball, because he knew that the other party was saying that if the ball changed color, unless it was white, there must be something wrong!

Yan Wudao ran desperately, hoping that he would not be discovered, but soon he stopped, his face full of bitterness.

In front of me are rows of figures dressed in black, and a man wearing a mask is looking over here, with LC written on his chest.

"You are acting strangely, come with us, Yan Wudao," Captain Lu said immediately.

The light rod in the hand of the man in black clothes behind him began to shine, and Yan Wudao had no choice but to stretch out his hand in a surrender gesture and let the other party hold him down.

"take away!"

Captain Lu waved, then turned back. Behind him were Yan Wudao with a wry smile, and hundreds of people in black clothes.

Their figures flickered like phantoms under the sun, and then disappeared.

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"Oh? Found it again?" Kang Tainian looked at Captain Lu in front of him with a determined look.

"Yes, I found him outside Haizhou City and brought him back."

"Yeah..." Kang Tainian couldn't help but thoughts flashing in his eyes as he listened to the other party's words.

"I don't think it will be fruitful to check his memory, but I can't let it go."

"Yes, I'll arrange for someone to do it immediately," Captain Lu responded quickly, and then looked at Kang Tainian, who was silent.

"...What's the date today?" he asked suddenly.

"March 3st, do you need anything?"

"No, not really, I was just thinking it was time."

Captain Lu nodded, then turned and left. Kang Tainian suddenly realized that the other party was worried about him, but then he felt a little ridiculous, how could a clone have such thoughts.

But thinking of the other party, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Perhaps, I should really consider the issue of heirs," he murmured to himself, his eyes dimming a little.

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In the ‘Arena’, the people of Saint Luther and Beitfa were preparing.

Aibis looked at Tang Xian with a smile on his face indifferently, and walked past him with a natural expression, looking very dismissive.

Bierli looked at Berut who was standing around her to ask for help with a disgusted expression, her eyes were about to burst into flames.

Hulbert took a few steps forward to strike up a conversation with Tang Xian, who looked stiff. Although he looked honest, he acted very appropriately and was able to consider other people's ideas.

It can be said that in the eyes of others, if Beruit was not too intelligent, the other party should be the leader. When Tang Xian thought of this final evaluation, he felt even more frightened about the other party's mind.

Herbert is by no means a nice guy, but he is able to hide his true thoughts. With his talent second only to Beruit, most people think highly of him and ignore his pretense.

Tang Xian asserted that there will be a battle between the two in the future, and the winner must be Herbert because he understands human nature.

Scott moved his body on the spot with an excited look on his face. He didn't look like he was going to discuss and communicate, but to fight.

Not long ago, Qing Jing agreed to the two's visit request and was about to leave.

But in the face of Tang Xian's re-arrival, only Scott of St. Luther said a few words to Tang Xian. The other two turned a blind eye, and the same was true for Beruit.

After all, Hulbert had the best attitude, so Tang Xian began to think wildly in his mind.

"That's about it." Hulbert looked at everyone with calm eyes, and then he looked at Tang Xian with a bright smile.

"Mr. Tang, let's set off now."

Tang Xian nodded silently.

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At Qingjing Academy, the school has notified students to gather in the auditorium, so the originally wide and boundless place was suddenly filled with people, with people from all major grades standing on both sides.

To be precise, those in grades 1 and 2 stand on the left, and those in grade 3 stand on the right.

On the left is a group of people from the old discipline team headed by Kong Leling.

Liang Bailian with a charming smile, Bai Yiyi with a cold face, and Yan Wudao with a melancholy face. These three are considered to be middle-level, representing their respective powers.

As for the newly admitted first-year students, they are followed by three people.

Du De, on the other hand, was a little far away from the crowd and looked at this side with indifferent eyes. There was no one around him. Bai Yiyi in front turned around several times and wanted to run here, but was stopped by Du De's eyes, so his expression was extremely cold.

On the third grade side, there was a person in charge. He looked elegant and looked like a scholar from the old days who had read poetry and books. He also held a folding fan and admired the mountains and rivers above.

"The man's name is Yu Luoqing. He is the son of Instructor Yu, who is also the grandson of the old dean of this college. He has a high status and his knowledge is naturally very good. He is on par with Lin Dao in the third grade."

Han Xiuxin, who was frowning, walked to Qi Xiu without getting closer, and introduced him right next to him.

Du De looked forward. Bai Yiyi's eyes were both envious and full of pride. It was obvious that he was from her party.

"Lindao disappears, so the other party naturally dominates the family. Speaking of which, Yu Luoqing actually looks down on us in Haizhou City and thinks that we are just a group of nouveau riche."

"The four families in Chongzhou City are at odds with each other. The three small families have some business dealings with us, but they are not too close. They consider themselves to be the orthodox college and have suppressed the students in Haizhou City in the past."

Han Xiuxin's eyes were full of disgust towards Yu Luoqing, and she turned to look at the leading woman here.

"Later, when people from the Kong family came, they wanted to recruit Sister Kong. However, Sister Kong looked down on these people and thought they would only fight among themselves. They would simply set up their own business and not interact with them. Only then did we in Haizhou City have something to rely on."

"But the two sides have actually been secretly competing with each other. You have to remember this and don't treat them as one of your own."

Han Xiuxin seemed to admire Kong Leling very much. After admonishing Du De, she left again.

Qi Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at the back of Han Xiuxin who was leaving without saying anything. After all, to him, these were indifferent matters.

There was constant noise among the people. The students' eyes were both curious and nervous, but they were calm on the digital surface. They all knew the information about the visitor, so naturally they would not have any feelings.

The same goes for Qi Xiu. Although the other party's so-called 'character' and 'body' made his eyes brighten, after all, they were just low-level playthings, and they were not enough to make him look at him with suspicion.

The door of the auditorium was pushed open, and the students became silent for a moment, their eyes looking towards the door.

"..." Their faces tightened unconsciously, and their eyes became solemn.

The leader's handsome young man had a half-smile on his face, and his blue eyes swept over here. Several students who were more psychologically fragile couldn't help but push forward a few steps, with frightened expressions on their faces.

In their eyes, it is not a human being, but a larger existence. For example, it is the existence at the top of the food chain.

Qi Xiu made a judgment in his heart about the suppression of the life level. His eyes were as calm as water. This pressure was only the top of the first level at best. To him, it was just a child-like cry, pretending to be strong.

Seeing it is ridiculous, I don’t know what it is.