The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

After a while, Lingyun Zhidian was razed to the ground, the wind and snow stopped, and the sky became calm.

The last bit of sunset was swallowed by the sky, and the sky was getting darker.

In the Nanxu Imperial Capital, the Eternal Palace in the center was still in flames, being burned to the ground bit by bit.

It was already the next morning when He Lian'an and the others returned to the imperial capital.

When the queen saw her husband and son returning safely, but one was seriously injured and the other was unconscious, she couldn't help crying.

He Lian'an did not have the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe. Looking at the irretrievable palace, he was ashamed of his ancestors, and then looked at his wife and son, and then he got a little comfort.

The rest of the Helian clan moved to the palace one after another to recuperate. Although Hanyue Qiongying was dead, there was still his younger brother Hanyue Qingjun.

The worries of the clansmen became reality in an instant, and the dark men of Yan Dian took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the imperial capital and kidnapped several seriously injured clansmen.

"You must not hurt Hanyue Qingjun! As for the people in the palace of hell, kill them without mercy!" The queen gave the order with a majestic expression.

"Yes, queen." The imperial guard immediately went down to search after being ordered.

"Queen Qi, His Royal Highness Jiu Ge has come to his senses, left the palace, and headed south." The guard came to report quickly.

"Chase! Go after him! Protect Jiuge!" The queen turned pale with shock. Now that the imperial capital is in chaos, Yan Dian is rampant, and Jiu Ge is delirious. If it falls into the hands of Yan Dian, she dare not imagine.

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The imperial capital was still in a state of chaos, and the fire in the palace could not be extinguished, and the subjects all thought that they had offended the gods.

Qingjun looked at the imperial palace, the unquenchable fire, and he knew she would come.

"where is she?"

"My young master, Mu Feng of Guangming Palace was seriously injured, Wu Yue's life and death are unknown, He Liantian was killed, He Lian'an was seriously injured, the clan of Helian clan was killed and injured countless times, and the Nanxu Empire was in chaos. This is the time for my palace to fight back, please. The young master ordered."

Jiang Xue lowered her head, even though he was always expressionless, the expression on his face was unusually heavy at this moment, there were some things he hadn't reported yet.

"I asked where she is?!" Qing Jun's eyes were gloomy, the people of Guangming Palace and Helian clan were almost dead, would she be injured?

"The lord killed He Liantian, Tong Yun and others were buried in the sea of ​​flames, He Lian'an and Helian Jiuge chased and killed the lord, and Wu Yue also chased after him. After the battle at Lingyun Peak, He Lian'an was injured and returned. Jiuge lost his sanity, the people of Guangming Palace rescued Wu Yue, the Lord... was buried on the top of Lingyun, the snow peak suddenly broke and was razed to the ground. The subordinates captured the Helian tribe who witnessed the battle, please The young master is down."

Jiang Xue said it so frighteningly that she couldn't even believe that the Lord was buried in the Lingyun Peak without leaving any bones.

Qing Jun couldn't hear what Jiang Xue was saying behind, only one sentence stopped in his mind, and he was buried in the top of Lingyun...

"I asked where is she?" His expression was a little distorted, as if he didn't understand.

"...Honorable Master disappeared at Lingyun Peak." Jiang Xue's eyes were a little sad. Although His Holiness was ruthless, His life was saved by His Majesty, and his cultivation was also bestowed by His Majesty.

"What do you mean by disappearing? Impossible! You are talking nonsense! I'm going to kill you!" Qing Jun roared and slapped Jiangxue with his palm. Even if everyone died, she couldn't possibly die!Jiangxue deserves death for her rude words!

Jiang Xue didn't dodge or dodge, and bore the palm expressionlessly. Although he resisted secretly with luck, it was inevitable that he was slightly injured.

Qingjun was in a trance, his handsome face was distorted, revealing a gloomy and bewitching, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed out like crazy.