The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Hearing the words, Qinglan woke up suddenly, he had nothing, his country was subjugated, he was displaced, he was reduced to a slave, and he was dependent on others. All these distances, he should never expect anything extravagantly.

"I won't go back." Nan Gongchen looked at the front, he had lost a lot, almost nothing, at least he still had Wu Xin, his only sister.

Jing Ao didn't say anything, everyone has their own choice, and he also hopes that Chen can get what he wants, and he will wait in Chaoyang City, maybe one day Chen and Wuxin will come back, or one day he can't wait and will go to them.

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With a bang, the stone tablet on the city gate collapsed, and the wolf army drove straight in.

The civilians have already locked their doors and locked their doors, and the spacious streets are empty and desolate.

The wheels ran over the Baishi Avenue leading to the palace and stopped at the Tianzi Bridge on the moat.

The golden palace gate opened.

Leng Yu came out of Dongyue Palace, hurried to the carriage, and knelt down on one knee.

"My lord, the Xiahou clan categorically denied any involvement in the burning of the Yanfeng Palace, and they seemed completely unaware. Earlier, Nan Xuhe secretly sent clan elders and cavalry to infiltrate Zifeng City. During the battle of Yanfeng Palace, the fire suddenly spread and no one returned it. students, so there is currently no evidence to prove whether the Xiahou people were involved."

Leng Yu lowered his head and reported that regardless of whether the Xiahou clan participated in the assassination of Feng Feili or not, East Vietnam sent troops to Yanfeng, and Dongyue was doomed to be destroyed, and the Xiahou clan was facing extinction.

"He Lian Jiuge is cunning and deliberately cut off the news. Maybe He Lian Jiuge is the mastermind." Qing Jun said indifferently.

"Helian Jiuge doesn't seem to know about it. He Liantian deliberately concealed it. After Helian Jiuge learned about it, he went to Yanfeng to stop it, but it was still...a step too late." Jiuge washed away, and did not deliberately refute Qingjun, but just told the truth.

"You imply that Helian Jiuge is innocent?" Qing Jun glanced at Leng Yu with a half-smile.

"This subordinate has no such intention." Leng Yu lowered his head towards the carriage, bent at [-] degrees, testing his endurance every moment.

The car curtain was raised, and the kitten got out first, squatting on the side and waiting.

Then a black figure came out slowly, standing on the carriage condescendingly, through the palace gate, he could see the Dongyue Palace at a glance.

The kitten tugged at the corner of its black clothes, looked up at Qiongying, and squeaked.

"Where are people?" Qiongying asked.

"Return to the Lord, the Dongyue underground palace has been completely destroyed, and the mansions of all the nobles and important ministers of Xiahou are being burned. The 360 ​​people of the Xiahou clan's direct lineage and the 540 people of the collateral lineage have all been detained in the palace, waiting for the Lord to deal with it." Leng Yu Hastily replied.

"Burning the palace until the ashes are gone." There was a trace of cold and charming crimson in Qiongying's eyes, her red lips parted slightly, as casually as ever.

"Your subordinate obeys orders." Leng Yu's back felt a little stiff, only feeling a burst of oppression, and hurriedly leaned back.

The golden palace door was closed again, the crossbeam was bolted, and the people in the palace were tightly locked.

The flames spread from the palace wall and quickly swept across the magnificent palace. In an instant, the flames soared into the sky.

Countless wailing sounds came from the palace, and four thousand Xiahou people and tens of thousands of palace people were dying in the flames.

The magnificent palace was covered in the flames, and finally collapsed into ruins.

The civilians in the city fell into panic when they saw the fire in the sky above the city center. They used to be subjects of the ancient empire, but now they are subjugated slaves who have plummeted.

The fire burned for six days and six nights, and the thousand-year-old imperial palace was reduced to ashes without leaving a trace, indicating the destruction of a thousand-year-old kingdom.