In the Western Capital City, Lu Shu clearly felt that there was only a beam of energy left in the Western Capital Palace, and that energy was like a torch that could not be ignored.

It's just that this torch has never shaken, even if the two great masters under the other party are dead, the other party has never planned to go out of the palace to kill the enemy, just quietly watching, as if the earth-shattering shouts outside have nothing to do with him.

Lu Shu suddenly wondered why Duanmu Huangqi seemed to have given up resistance now, and even thought that Duanmu Huangqi was dead, otherwise why he never showed up.

However, energy fluctuations will not be false, and dead people will not have energy fluctuations.

Lu Shu walked into the Western Capital Palace step by step, passing through the towering walls of red walls and gray tiles, there were no guards here, and all the guards died in battle.

The Imperial Dragon Ban Zhi followed behind Lu Shu, the roar of the armor rubbing was like a real murderous aura, and Zhang Weiyu and the others in the inner hall were wearing mountain-shaking armor to patrol the sky, and they patrolled the ground to prevent any fish from slipping through the net in the palace.

Everyone guarded Lu Shu, and at this time, Lu Shu was like a real god king, and finally returned.

Zhang Weiyu and they found that the female dependents of the Western Capital Palace were gone, Duanmu Huangqi was not a righteous gentleman, and there were draft girls every year, and some people jokingly said that all the beautiful women in Xizhou had already been included in the palace by Duanmu Huangqi.

The Western Capital Palace, although it is called the Imperial Palace, but it is only because of the existence of the Divine King Palace that the name of the Heavenly Emperor of the Four Directions is avoided, in fact, the Imperial Palace of the Heavenly Emperor is even more magnificent and luxurious than the Divine Palace.

In terms of luxury, the Divine King's Palace is relatively simple.

Zhang Weiyu and others fell in the harem, and someone was almost startled when someone pushed open the door of a dormitory, and there were countless white silk in the dormitory, and it was Duanmu Huangqi who had already given all the harem ladies to death.

The white silk that hung from the roof, each hanging a life that had just died, how beautiful and moving they used to be, but now they were just a corpse.

Zhang Weiyu sighed, but was not very moved.

There are many things in this world that are more tragic than what they see, and they have no time to sympathize with anyone, and they have no intention of sympathizing with anyone.

Sympathy is the most useless emotion in war, the winner lives, the loser dies, this is fate!

When the old god king was fighting, Duanmu Emperor Qi and they also pushed others into a desperate situation, and there was more than one thing for the monarch of a country to kill himself together with the queen, and it was not for nothing more cruel than this.

It's just that the question is, didn't Duanmu Huangqi never think that he would win, why did he kill them early?

In this world, only people who have decided that their general trend is gone will make such a choice, right?

Looking back at this time, whether it was the death of the Tiger Camp or the death of the Great Grandmaster of the Western Capital, Duanmu Huangqi's cold attitude was as if he was witnessing his own decline.

Just calmly watching.

When Zhang Weiyu and others searched the entire Western Capital Palace, they suddenly found a strange place, and when they came to the backyard of the Western Capital Palace, there was a cemetery here.

Zhang Weiyu counted it, and the number was exactly ninety-nine.

The vast and secluded courtyard smelled of wine, and he looked at the ground in front of the cemetery, as if someone had brought wine here to pay respects to the souls of the dead.

Is it Duanmu Emperor Qi who came to pay respects? Except for Duanmu Emperor Qi, it seems that there is no one else in the entire Western Capital Palace.

killed the living, but came to pay tribute to the souls of the dead in an instant, which made Zhang Weiyu a little completely unable to understand Duanmu Huangqi.

"Who are these people?" Someone was puzzled: "Duanmu Huangqi actually set up a mausoleum for them in the palace, I have heard before that there is a courtyard in the Western Capital Palace that ordinary people are not allowed to approach, but I haven't delved into what is inside." ”

Zhang Weiyu looked at the name on the tombstone and sighed: "If I guessed correctly, then I know who they are, the final battle of the God King took place in Xizhou, when the Qing Kingdom was strong, the old God King was met with crazy resistance outside the Western Capital, at that time, the God King sent Duanmu Huangqi to lead a hundred dead soldiers to the Western Capital to behead, and finally the Lord of Qingguo died, and Duanmu Huangqi They were only the last person, that is, Duanmu Huangqi." ”

The inner temple next to him looked at the ninety-nine tombstones and was stunned, because the number can be matched! For the inner temple straight, that war was even older than they were born, and many of them only lived a few hundred years old, even if they had eaten the diluted marrow washing fruit, but the limited strength caused the dragon class to be renewed several batches.

Today's Zhang Weiyu and others have not personally experienced the war at all, and they have always longed for it.

Some people are puzzled: "Duanmu Huangqi can still have such a time of affection?"

In everyone's impression, Duanmu Huangqi has never trusted anyone, even his own son can ruthlessly kill people, but he will miss other people?

Zhang Weiyu shook his head and said: "Even the saints in our mouths will have shortcomings and make mistakes, so how can a wicked person not have something to be feared? Who of us dares to say that he really understands Duanmu Huangqi? We can only say that people and things in this world are not black and white, and we are all a collection of contradictions." ”

Someone looked at the tombstones, only to see that the name of the owner of the tomb was written on each tombstone, and then someone was surprised: "There is still a cemetery and tombstone over there, but the tombstone has not been erected yet." ”

The inner hall looked straight and found that the tombstone was written with Duanmu Huangqi's own name!

Everyone looked at each other, and a generation of heroes actually left a tombstone for themselves.

"Let's go, no matter what, this war must end," Zhang Weiyu said, "and we just need to stand firmly behind my king." ”

At this time, Lu Shu came to the door of the main hall, it was dark inside, and he stood at the door, as if he was silently looking at Duanmu Huangqi in the dark. Lu Shu was followed by the Imperial Dragon Banzhi, and the Inner Temple Nao also returned to his side.

At this time, the palace suddenly began to sand and the glazed tiles began to turn into sand in an instant, and the rustle slid down from the roof.

The whole luxurious palace seems to have been weathered by time, the tiles are gone, the walls are gone, the stone pillars erected are gone, and the vicissitudes of decline are full.

When the palace disappeared, the scene inside was revealed, and it was no longer dark, and Duanmu Huangqi sat on the dragon chair on the top of the main hall and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The other party's demeanor was calm, and he was wearing the same Heavenly Emperor gown as Wen Zaifu.

Lu Shu stared at the other party, for some reason he always felt that this gown was worn on Duanmu Huangqi like a real Heavenly Emperor.

I have the impression that many emperors are suspicious and tyrannical, it should be Duanmu Huangqi, but Wen Zaiwei is not so much like a heavenly emperor, but more like the commander of the imperial guards of the old god king.