The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 259
Outside Luan City, there are millions of barbarian soldiers, like dead beasts.

Beiming and Shaoxiao rushed to Luan City all night without sleep, and the outside of the city was already filled with smoke.

In Luan City, the people fled everywhere.

All the defenders of Luan City gathered on the city wall, and the messy flames everywhere were dazzling.

Beiming Shaoxiao frowned, and led the army and everyone to the city wall.

When the defenders below saw Beiming Shaoxiao coming, they showed hope and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Get up." Bei Mingshao smiled and shouted when he saw them paying homage again.

Get up from the horse and get off the horse, striding up to the city wall to watch the battle, Zhu Kui and Murong Jinxian followed behind her, the general above was about to pay homage, but Bei Ming Shaoxiao stopped him with a gesture.

"How's the situation?" Beiming Shaoxiao turned around and asked the general.

"If you go back to the emperor, they are besieging Luan City, and they only attacked once with rockets, and they haven't done anything yet."

"Rocket, fire? Got it." Beiming Shaoxiao clapped his hands happily, raised his index finger and said urgently to Zhu Kui: "Xiao Kui, hurry up and take someone to the city to find flour, the more the better."

Zhu Kui touched the back of her head, and asked in a daze, "Your Majesty, what are you doing with the flour?"

"Don't talk nonsense, anyway, I can send the opposite party to heaven!" Beiming Shaoxiao patted her on the shoulder, and then pushed her: "Hurry up, go!"

"Okay, okay." Although Zhu Kui didn't understand, she tried her best to search the big restaurants and some inns in the city.

Murong Jinxian's amber eyes were calm, and his red lips curled up into a faint smile. For some reason, he felt that the little girl's weird thoughts and actions would have unexpected results.

Bei Ming smiled and directed the soldiers: "You guys, light firewood and throw it outside the city. Throw it into a pile. The fire cannot be extinguished. The more you burn, the better. Throw it far away."

"Yes." Although everyone didn't understand, they did it anyway.

The fire sticks were thrown outside the city one by one, and five piles of large flames ignited at a distance of more than 20 meters, exposing the sight of both parties.

It was only then that Beiming Shaoxiao could see clearly that the leader opposite was an old man with blue face and iron armor, who looked like he had been hanged. Behind him on the carriage, under the transparent gauze curtain, was Rufeng and Murong Fengqiong.

Bei Ming smiled in surprise: "Murong is poor and crazy?"

Murong Jinxian frowned slightly, her white hands clenched tightly on the crystal clear jade flute.

From the barbarian crowd, a more familiar person walked out, and she shouted with a half-smile: "Beiming, don't smile, don't come here!"

"Zi Lansha?" Bei Ming looked at her with a raised eyebrow, his expression changed from surprise to emotion, and then he sighed deeply: "Wow! Not bad, you're not dead yet?"

"Pfft..." The soldier standing behind burst out laughing, what did the emperor say?

Zi Lansha's face turned blue, her chest heaved and heaved a few times, she held back her anger and anger, and did not argue with Beiming Shaoxiao.

"It seems that you have experienced subjugation, and you have calmed down a lot."

Zi Lansha stared at her, full of resentment, and said with a cold snort: "Huh! Bei Ming, please laugh less, you have ruined our country, and I have to settle this account with you."

Beiming smiled and smacked his lips: "I am at most an accomplice, and you can only be regarded as incompetent if you embarrass me here. You are afraid of the real culprit, so you dare not move, so you can only attack the accomplice, tsk tsk tsk... What a loss!" Nagumo face."

"Accomplice? Haha..." Zi Lansha looked ridiculous, pointing at Beiming and smiling slightly, and said, "Don't think I don't know, who is Xuanyuan Yehen doing this for? Neither of you can escape! "

Beiming Shao smiled and flicked the slanted bangs on his forehead, he was quite handsome, and said: "It's good to have self-confidence, but blind self-confidence is conceited."

"Heh, do you think you can still hold this city?" Zi Lansha sneered again and again.

In terms of the brutality of the barbarians, it was indeed impossible to hold on, but Beiming Shaoxiao still thought of a countermeasure, and her high degree certificate was not for nothing.

Beiming smiled lightly and said, "Of course I can hold on."

Hearing this, Zi Lansha snorted coldly, and laughed: "What idiots are talking about!"

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his head and laughed, and retorted sarcastically: "Haha... I'm afraid it's not that I'm talking about dreams, but that Duke Zhou is still dreaming of butterflies."

These words, in turn, speak of Zilansha's conceit, which made Zilansha's complexion look bad.

"kill."

"Wait." Bei Ming interrupted her with a small smile, looked at Zi Lansha with a cynical smile, and said glibly, "When we meet old friends, let's talk a little more, I'm afraid we won't be able to talk later!"

Zi Lansha sneered and said, "Are you afraid that you won't have a chance later?"

Bei Ming smiled and nodded: "Yes!"

Zi Lansha glanced at Murong Fengqiong on the carriage, seeing that he did not speak, she seemed to acquiesce.

"Forget it, let's chat more with you, a dying person."

"Zi Lansha, look..." Beiming Shaoxiao stretched out his finger behind her and shouted solemnly.

Zi Lansha was really tempted to go there, looking back at the dark sky.

Everyone was attracted by her words and thought there was something wrong.

Zi Lansha glanced at it several times, but couldn't see anything, so she frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Look, did you see it?" Bei Mingshao smiled with poetry and distance in his eyes, but there was a mockery playing with her.

"What?" Zi Lansha was puzzled.

Even sitting on Murong Fengqiong, his eyes were a little loose and cold, and he glanced back several times, wondering what Beiming Shaoxiao was trying to do.

"Did you see it? You see it! That's... my country!!!" Beiming Shaoxiao flashed his eyes, and finished speaking domineeringly and amusingly.

"Quack quack -" it seemed as if a flock of crows flew overhead.

"Haha, why are you looking so carefully? I was just joking." Beiming Shaoxiao laughed and yelled at them, then looked at them carelessly.

"You! You still dare to tease me?" Zi Lansha realized that she was being teased, and her face was livid with anger.

"Slightly slightly~hahaha~" Beiming Shaoxiao childishly lowered his lower eyelids with his fingers, stuck out his tongue to mock her, and immediately raised his head and laughed.

Zhu Kui came up with a dozen people carrying more than ten bags of flour, and said, "Your Majesty, things are ready."

A calculating smile spread from the corner of Beiming Shaoxiao's mouth...

"Give it to me." Zi Lansha stomped her feet and gave an order.

"Wait a minute, there is fire ahead, be careful of candles!" Bei Ming reminded with a smile.

"Go." Zi Lansha gritted her teeth, she couldn't believe Beiming Shaoxiao's words.

Beiming Shaoxiao quickly picked up a bag of flour, opened a small cut with a dagger, watched those people enter a fire, picked up the bag with internal strength, and threw it on the fire.

The flour in the hole hit with the speed and splashed onto the fire.

"Bang Bang!" Flour wanted to explode the fire, just like the power of a gas tank explosion. The blasted corpses of more than a dozen people around him were astonishing.

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