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Chapter 90 Great Xia Destruction, Overseas Visitors
The heavy rain gradually died down.

The forbidden army of the imperial capital poured into the palace like a tide, looking at the head of the emperor hanging above the emperor's palace, there was silence.

In the minds of all the gods and soldiers, the same idea popped up at the same time:
The emperor is dead, and there is no blood left in the Yang family. In this world, who can be its co-lord?
A figure slowly walked up to the majesty of the hall, wearing a red official robe, embroidered with auspicious cranes and beautiful rivers and mountains.

"Liu Xiang."

The imperial guards in front of the hall, including the gods, all bowed and saluted.

The emperor passed away, and now the one with the most right to speak in the court is undoubtedly Liu Kunnan.

Liu Kunnan climbed up, took off Yang Zongxi's head, wrapped it in yellow silk, turned around to look at the soldiers, and said in a deep voice:
"The truth has been reported. The Northern Territory rebels have reached the border of Xuanzhou, and they will arrive in Yuanzhou in a few days, and their soldiers will approach the city."

This remark caused a commotion. There has always been a rebel army entrenched in the Northern Territory. In the past few years, it is no secret in the Great Xia, but it is still too shocking to get the news that Xuanzhou has fallen suddenly.

"Yuanzhou is flat, there is no danger to defend, the rebel army is strong, and troops will come to the city in a short time. Today, the son died, and there is no heir to inherit the country. The inheritance of the Great Xia has been passed down for 460 years. It can be said to be completely broken. Dragon veins, now that the royal family is extinct, you can run your own way, hide your name, and find a way to survive."

Liu Kunnan paused every word, scanned the people below the steps, and suddenly changed the subject:
"Having said that, we are the courtiers of the Great Xia after all, eating the imperial salary and enjoying the grace of the emperor! I, Liu Kunnan, am willing to defend the imperial capital to the last moment and coexist with the Great Xia until the last moment. I am willing to follow me to defend the city and take a step forward!"

tread--

Most of the imperial guards and god arresters took a step forward without any hesitation, only a small number of people hesitated, retreated a certain distance, and left quietly.

Following a dynasty that is about to collapse, not everyone has the courage to die resolutely.

Looking at the imperial guards and arresters left behind, Liu Kunnan's eyes were complicated.

These people are undoubtedly Daxia's diehards. Their loyalty to the emperor and patriotism have already been deeply rooted in their bones. Even if the emperor they serve is a devil, they are still willing to make knives. This is integrity.

And now, he wants to drag these people down to Huangquan together, so as to save the future of this world with less trouble.

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Xuanzhou border.

Yu Xuanguan.

A ray of light fell from the sky and submerged into the tower.

wow-

There was a soft knock on the window lattice, and Zhao Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Shen Qing who was covered in blood, his complexion changed drastically: "Why are you injured so badly?"

"It's all right."

Shen Qing's face was slightly pale, and the deepest sword mark on her body almost hurt her internal organs. Even if she took pills to heal her injuries, it would be difficult to recover within a few months.

At this time, Shen Qing could not help feeling the convenience of the sundial, but also, she also felt the disadvantages of the sundial for the first time.

The sundial can restore her body to its original state, but the transformation and growth of her body during the battle will also disappear, which is not a good thing for practice.

Zhao Yu obviously didn't believe it, and with a worried expression on his face, he made room for Shen Qing and let her sit on the couch.

Shen Qing casually tore off the belt around her waist, took out a few jade bottles from the spirit ring, and said casually, "Help me apply the medicine."

Previously, time was short, so they could only simply bandage up. The bandages on his body had already been stained red with blood. To Shen Qing, healing was undoubtedly a new thing.

His clothes were all faded, and his jade-like clean body was covered with hideous sword marks, which were still oozing blood at this moment.

Zhao Yu has been in the mass graves since he was a child, and has seen countless mutilated corpses, but at this moment, he feels a little flustered for no reason, so he can only find some topics to divert his attention:

"The emperor is dead?"

"Dead." Shen Qing lay down on the couch and replied casually.

"It's good to die."

Zhao Yu stabilized his hand and began to apply the medicine. The longest sword mark was nearly three feet long, extending from the waist and abdomen to the buttocks and legs. Due to the circulation of Gang Qi, the flesh and blood were faintly wriggling.

The medicine powder was sprinkled into the wound, as if it was due to pain, the slender back arched slightly, outlining a bewitching arc.

Perhaps because too much blood flowed, the skin around the wound was astonishingly white, inexplicably dazzling.

Zhao Yu felt a little numb in his head, finished taking the medicine in a daze, watched Shen Qing put on his clothes, and asked a little dryly:

"Do you want to rest for a while?"

Even with the elixir, it would take at least a month to fully recover these injuries, so it is obviously inappropriate to do it now.

"No problem."

Shen Qing shook her head: "There will be news from Prime Minister Liu about the specific time of dispatching troops."

After taking Yuanzhou, only the lands of Lingzhou and Fengzhou are left, where fish and dragons are mixed, and there are a large number of eyes and ears of the remaining overseas parties.

Regarding this, Shen Qing didn't intend to be too specific. She didn't want to extend her hand overseas. If these people stayed away from one side honestly, she wouldn't ask too much, but if they dared to have a different intention, take advantage of this great change. To make trouble, she doesn't mind taking over the overseas as well, so as to avoid future troubles.

In fact, Shen Qing is more inclined to directly catch all the ghosts and monsters overseas. These people are unstable factors after all.

In this world, in the final analysis, strength is the most important thing. In a few years, after she leaves this era, Zhao Yu may not be able to suppress these monsters.

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The next morning.

A letter from Feige, sent to Shen Qing, originated from Liu Kunnan.

[The body of your father was buried forty miles south of the imperial capital by me. Now the elite and loyalists of Daxia have gathered in the imperial city for a decisive battle. The people in the city have been dismissed. I am the prime minister of Daxia. Sharing worries for the king, willing to die with Daxia, the name of selling the master for glory in the historian's writing is really hard to bear, and I hope it will be fulfilled. 】

After reading the letter, Shen Qing's eyes moved slightly, and the letter paper in his palm burned to ashes.

Liu Kunnan already has the will to die. Compared with the infamy of being a traitor and seeking glory, the prime minister who died loyal to the country will surely live forever.

"What did the letter say?"

Zhao Yu sat up straight at the side, and at this point, she was unavoidably nervous.

The ninth-fifth position is really only one hand away from her now.

"Rise up troops tomorrow, send troops to the imperial city."

Shen Qing caressed her arm, rubbed the itchy sword wound, and said in a deep voice:

"I will not interfere in this battle."

What she can do is over.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Zhao Yu nodded again and again, in her opinion, this couldn't be better.

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"kill--"

The sound of thunder and drums soaring into the sky echoed on the plain, and hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded the entire imperial capital like a tide.

The indestructible city wall has long been dilapidated in several successive battles, and there is no danger to defend it. The defenders in the city can only resist with their flesh and blood.

The dust and smoke from the horseshoes was mixed with the smell of blood, which was extremely choking. The charging soldiers had already turned into wild beasts, relying on their weapons and siege weapons, fighting each other. The number of corpses continued to soar, piled up under the tower.

In the army formation, there are martial arts masters who have stepped into the realm of grand masters, and even grand masters. crazy.

However, with the support of the Qianzhou martial arts sects, Zhao Yu naturally had the advantage in the number of masters.

Now the balance of war has begun to tilt towards Zhao Yu.

This siege battle lasted for a whole day and night, from the city gate to the palace, none of the defenders surrendered, and all their corpses lay in the streets and alleys.

It wasn't until the battlefield subsided that Shen Qing brought Zhao Yu into the imperial capital. The pungent smell of blood on the battlefield mixed with the wailing of wounded soldiers made one feel restless.

Just after passing the city tower, Shen Qing saw a blood-red official robe soaked in blood from among the pile of corpses, and immediately reined in his horse.

Sensing Shen Qing's gaze, several masters who followed immediately flew off their horses and dug out the corpse in blood-red official robes. It was Liu Kunnan.

On the corpse, more than ten feathered arrows were stuck in the face.

"It's Prime Minister Daxia, Liu Kunnan..." Zuo Jun said in a deep voice, with an unconcealable sadness in his eyes.

"A rich burial."

Shen Qing said lightly, and rode into the city.

The long street leading to the palace has been cleaned up, except for some blood stains, no dead bodies can be seen.

All the way straight into the palace, the Golden Luan Hall is still dilapidated.

Shen Qing got off the horse, half a body behind Zhao Yu, and stepped into the hall.

Under the collapsed dragon pillar, the dragon chair is covered with dust.

On the pale gold dragon chair, there was a brocade box wrapped in yellow silk cloth, without opening it, Shen Qing knew what was inside.

"This is?"

Zhao Yu was a little puzzled, and turned to look at Shen Qing.

"The head of Da Xia Zi."

Shen Qing spoke concisely.

The few people who followed into the hall together held their breath.

Zhao Yu stepped forward to pick up the brocade box, looked at the dragon chair so close, and felt as if he was in a dream for a while.

The emperor's throne, the Ninth Five-Year Honor, is close at hand.

But now, there are not many disturbances in her heart. In other words, her initial desire for the throne was only based on being able to eat enough.

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The next day, at dawn.

Forty miles south of Shengyang City.

In a quiet mountain forest, there are dozens of tombs standing. There are no names on the steles, but the buried ones are dozens of members of the Shen family.

Only Shen Qing was missing.

Shen Qing didn't bring anyone with her, and came here alone, bringing Yang Zongxian's head with her.

Putting down the brocade box, Shen Qing took out the offerings from the spirit ring and set them up, filled three cups of dirty wine and poured them down one by one, respecting heaven, earth, ghosts and gods.

"I will borrow Shen Qing's body and return it with Yang Zongxian's head. The cause and effect are clear. After I go, the body will be buried here together so that your family can be reunited."

After saying that, Shen Qing turned and left without engraving his name on the stele.

After she left, no one would come to pay respects here, leaving a name would be more likely to attract tomb robbers and disturb the peace of the dead, so it is better to leave it empty.

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Time flies, and a few months have passed with the flick of a finger.

The fall of Yuanzhou means that the last flame of Daxia has dissipated, and the impact on the world structure is undoubtedly huge.

When Zhao Yu sent troops to Lingzhou and Fengzhou, they received almost no resistance.

The eight continents of the world, at least on the surface, have all been included in Zhao Yu's command, and there is no news from overseas, and no waves have been caused.

The third month of the Gengzi year.

Zhao Yu was in Yuanzhou, passed on to the world, accepted the destiny to ascend the throne, and became the first female emperor on this land since the Heavenly Stems.

The establishment of a new dynasty, the reform of the new policy, is just the implementation of the decree, and it will take a certain amount of time.

In troubled times, we should use strict codes, laws and regulations, and strict officials to govern the world, so that the world can be cleared and the people will be left behind.

The Great Xia has been passed on for more than three thousand years, and its laws are perfect enough, and there are also good ways to govern the world. Zhao Yu just made some modifications on the basis of it, and the internal investigation methods for officials are much more serious.

Following the example of the Great Xia God Detective Division, she set up Qin Tianwei, and took in most of the martial arts experts in the eight continents.

Holding Qin Tianwei in her hand, she is equivalent to holding the Tianzi Sword, which is enough to stabilize the country.

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The empress' ascension to the throne undoubtedly caused a great uproar, but day after day, in the chats in the streets and alleys, the influence gradually dissipated.

The new emperor ascended the throne, amnesty the world, and exempted the tax for two years. This is already a great thing for the people.

As for who will be the emperor, not many people care about it, and it is not even as important as the harvest of the few acres of fertile land in front of the house.

Furthermore, as soon as the empress came to the throne, she brought all the kingdoms of the Northern Territory into her territory, and there will be no more wars on the border in the future. It will only become stronger, and the days will only get better and better.

When the world gradually returned to stability, two overseas visitors ushered in the imperial palace.

Two old ghosts from the Gang Sha Realm came across the ocean, just to see the current Martial God, December.

Compared with the calmness in the mainland, the name of December has already spread overseas.

In the eyes of these overseas monks, it is true that the Empress' ascension to the throne is shocking to the world, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that what is truly terrifying is the person standing behind the Empress, the terrifying strong man who killed the Great Xia Emperor.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the number one in the world.

In a newly built side hall, Shen Qing received two Gang Sha Realm monks.

Today, the old ghosts who have stepped into the Gangsha Realm are basically dead, and these two may be the only remaining sparks.

These two people were a bit older than Wen Tianfeng, and they were both very old. After living for more than [-] years, as far as the lifespan of a monk in the Gangsha Realm was concerned, it was almost coming to an end.

Facing Shen Qing, the two old men seemed a little cautious. Shen Qing was too young, and there were endless possibilities in the future, and they couldn't compare with him.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

Shen Qing poured a cup of tea on her own, and got straight to the point.

The two old men looked at each other, bowed one after another, and put their postures extremely low:
"I waited to come here mainly for the heavenly road in Yang Zongxian's hands."

If they stay on this star, they will end up dying of old age. It is better to pass this road leading to the outer space and make a last-ditch effort.

"sky Road?"

Shen Qing looked a little playful, put down the teacup in his hand, got up and said, "Follow me."

Seeing that Shen Qing was so talkative, the two couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed.

Turning left and right, the two followed behind Shen Qing, and stepped into an open wilderness, overgrown with weeds.

An ancient altar lies quietly in the wilderness, with spirit patterns looming on it.

(End of this chapter)