The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 250 Bloodbath the Imperial Palace, Purge Fuyao City!
Looking at the palace gate that opened suddenly, Ling Jiuyou's eyes darkened...

One territory, the supreme throne, and the power of life and death are all concentrated in this sect!
Now, she is going to lead the army to break into this palace gate...

"My sons and daughters, within the gate of the palace, the troops will not be killed! Except for those who are in the army, the Nangong family, the old department of in-laws, and the maids of the palace, regardless of gender, regardless of age, have washed the inner courtyard of the palace with blood. One person escaped. See you!" Sweat and blood immediately, Ling Jiuyou's red gauze was flying, the drunken silver sword was burning, and the voice seemed to come from purgatory, indifferent and ruthless, "Elder Jin, for all the families that appear behind the people in the palace tonight, the dawn of dawn will rise Before now, I want to see their mansion disappear from Fuyao City!"

Whether male or female, old or young?

The mansion disappeared?

When Ling Jiuyou's words fell to the ground, Nie Hu on the palace gate suddenly widened his eyes in horror.

This……

Miss Ling actually wanted to bloodbath the palace and wipe out Fuyao City?
Not to mention Nie Hu, even Elder Jin and the Ling Family Army behind him were stunned when they heard the words...

After killing the Nangonghe clan, it is reasonable to say that those who are in the wrong team should also die...

But the palace maid, the man in the mansion behind the wrong line...

This……

It's too much...

"Miss..." Elder Jin hesitated.

"Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate! The benevolence of a woman will only cause endless troubles!" Ling Jiuyou interrupted coldly, staring at the wide-open palace gate with sharp, bloodthirsty eyes, pointing with his long sword, "Kill! This is an order!"

Cruel?
She doesn't think so!
She didn't have the time to wait for the Nangong Clan's resurgent revenge, nor did she have the time to delay any longer!

Only by killing decisively and with the momentum of thunder can the affairs of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty be settled as quickly as possible!
She promised her family, Emperor Qing, to help her search the upper, middle and lower realms of the Jiuyou Continent, gather his three souls and nine souls, so that his broken bones can be reshaped...

She promised her grandfather to return him a bright future, Haiyan Heqing!

She is cruel and ruthless, she is cold-blooded and ruthless, she is not afraid of being notorious, nor is she afraid of being famous all over the world!

How does the world comment on her shit?

She has no righteousness or evil in her heart, and she doesn't believe in good and evil. She has always acted recklessly and recklessly with only a few hearts!

"kill!"

The tenderness is as cold as ice, the sound of horses being trampled...

"Shh!"

The red gauze clothes took the lead and rushed into the palace gate!

The white light of the Drunken Silver Sword streaked across the sky, with a domineering aura, and a sword slashed across the body of the messenger inside the palace gate...

The head, together with half of the shoulder, was separated from the body in an instant...

blood overflowing...

That servant didn't even utter a single word until he died!
"Oh!"

The sound of the head landing with half of the shoulder came...

The color of blood stained Ling Jiajun's eyes...

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

For the Ling family's army, obeying orders is an engraved dogma!
And Ling Jiuyou is their lord and lady, the god residence they believe in!
While her sword turned scarlet, it also ignited the blood in the hearts of the Ling family army!

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the sound of horseshoes followed the red figure in front...

The magic soldier was unsheathed, and the cold light shone brightly, illuminating the night.

Scarlet blood, within the palace gate, converging into a river...

The breath of despair spread throughout the inner courtyard of the palace in an instant...

Above the palace gate, General Huwei Nie Hu turned his body stiffly, looking into the palace gate with a pale face...

Blood flowed like a river, and the smell of blood spread silently under the night...

With stumped limbs and broken arms, the blood color blooms enchantingly behind that red figure...

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(End of this chapter)