That night, the Prime Minister's Mansion unexpectedly went out of the water, and the roaring flames illuminated the faces of the shadows hidden in the streets and alleys, as well as the murderous weapons in their hands. The fire was raging, but there were no panicked shouts from inside.

There was not even a shout to put out the fire, only the crackling of the fire and the sound of the house collapsing.

Thick smoke billowed into the night sky, encompassing Qizhi City, which had not opened a night market for a long time. Someone went back to the palace to ask the witch king what to do, only to be yelled: "Fuck you! Fight the fire and arrest people! If you can't find anyone, throw them all away and feed the beasts!"

Two fires in the past, one cost him the flesh and blood of the Ancient White Dragon and three palaces full of medicinal herbs, and the other cost him eighteen dragons and clues to find the Dragon's Clan.

What will be lost in this fire now, he doesn't even want to think deeply.

Someone had just come to report that Princess Junyang had disappeared out of thin air, and he immediately thought of the Prime Minister's Mansion and Meng Wangwu, the man who was more beautiful than a woman. The men who could be sent out had just fenced off the Prime Minister's Mansion, and before they could rush in, they were disrupted by a fire.

The fire is really on the bar with his Wuxian clan, raised by a son of a bitch! The witch king kicked off the desk, drew his sword and slashed it directly.

There was a "click" and the desk shattered in half! Before he could get angry, he went crazy and slashed around the room, and when he went out, the whole roof creaked and collapsed - the beams and pillars had been completely severed.

At this time, a string of torches lit up on a hillside outside Qizhi City. Dozens of people walked out one after another.

The leader was Meng Wangwu, the prime minister of Lu State, and there was a pretty woman standing beside him. Behind him were the extraordinary secret guards and guards, all of whom had unsteady breath, as if they were rushing out.

In a moment, there was a rumbling sound in the cave, and the cave collapsed.

"Brother Forget Worry, where are we going? Princess Junyang turned her head to look at the secret path that no longer existed, and her eyes were sharp. The only place she could think of was that place, remote and hard to find, a good place to hide.

Of course, she didn't hide there for the rest of her life, she needed to be obscure, and she had a bloody vengeance!

Meng Wangwu patted the dust on his clothes, shook his head and said, "That place can't be visited, they have fierce beasts in their hands, it won't be too difficult to find us." His analysis made the people behind him stunned.

Princess Junyang frowned: "What should I do?" She had the courage to commit suicide, but what was the difference between dying like this and being an ant?

"Go to Ghost Valley. Meng Wangwu's voice was unambiguous, and even took the torch from the secret guard next to him as soon as he spoke, and led Junyang down the mountain along the path. She froze, staggered by him.

The guys in the back were directly dumbfounded.

"It's a lair of rebels and traitors, and we've just come out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den!" Princess Junyang's head was shaken back to her senses by a calm voice behind her, and the person who spoke was a secret guard.

Meng Wangwu paused, turned around and said calmly: "Then are you willing to try to be the piece of meat that the tiger and wolf fight for?" or try to be the tiger or the wolf's companion?"

“……”

When the sky was white, it rained heavily, and the entire Qizhi City was watered through. Those who had just extinguished the fire in the Prime Minister's Mansion and were looking for clues in the ruins and ruins encountered this heavy rain, and the baptism of water and fire collapsed half of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is because there is a secret passage underneath. But under the collapse, where can you still find the secret passage?

Not to mention the secret way, their hundreds of eyes and hundreds of hands went into battle and did not dig up a single and half corpse in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Everyone understands the fate of returning empty-handed, but they can only grit their teeth and carry it.

"Disappear out of thin air again!" The Witch King sat on the dragon chair, one foot bent and stepped on the bright yellow cushion, and the sword in his hand, and the sword was dripping with blood.

In front of him, a pile of corpses lay down. There were the corpses of the head of the attendants who guarded Princess Junyang, and the bodies of the head of the spies who were in charge of monitoring the Prime Minister's Mansion, including those who had gone to arrest people last night but had no avail.

Blood spread on the ground, reflecting the golden temple, and the terrified faces of the soldiers and ministers standing below.

"It's not flying, it's retreating. The third elder stepped on the bloody water, his face was still calm, but he was the only one in the entire hall without any fear on his face, "The Prime Minister's Mansion collapsed this morning, presumably someone deliberately damaged the secret passage." ”

The witch king pulled out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood off the sword little by little: "Find them, cut off the princess's hands and feet, and bring them back to the palace." The rest of them are killed on the spot!"

He slammed his hand, threw away the handkerchief, stabbed the half-wiped long sword "poof" into the dragon chair, and then slashed horizontally, immediately cutting off one armrest.

"Father, why don't you attack the Ghost Valley directly? Outside the hall, a gloomy-looking but handsome man suddenly walked in, it was He Yunfei.

When the three elders heard this, they also seconded: "Great King, what the prince said is extremely true. We should take advantage of the anger of the people to wave our army and attack the Guigu directly, and eradicate the Guigu forces in one fell swoop. It's just a rebel army and a group of rabble, this time, we want to make them disappear completely!"

"The Ghost Valley is naturally going to be destroyed, and there is also the Fenglong Clan. Rebuild the net and collect all the information in the hands of Lu Guo. Even if the sky is turned upside down, they will be found and cut down! Dare to play tricks on this king, this king wants them to exterminate their clan. The Witch King's lying silkworm eyebrows shone with a cold light, and the eyes under his eyebrows were even more angry.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finding Princess Junyang is also a big deal right now, and it must not be delayed." ”

"Yes!" the ministers wiped their cold sweat, hoping that this court meeting would end quickly. No one knows if the sword in the witch king's hand will pierce his heart or cut his neck in the next moment.

The ministers retreated, and He Yunfei stepped on the corpse and said, "Father, the sons request that the task of dealing with the Fenglong clan be handed over to the sons and daughters. ”

"Why? You are the son of the world, and attacking the Ghost Valley is just a meritorious service to convince the world. Why did you take on the task of dealing with the Dragons?" The Witch King's lying silkworm eyebrows moved, still as tight as a blade. His son, who had been missing for many years, had become almost unknown to him.

I still remember that when I left Huangquanlin, he was still a hot-blooded teenager. When he said goodbye, he became a man of few words and deep thoughts.

"Erchen has his own plans. Whether the father agrees or not, the son will do it. Falling down this sentence, He Yunfei turned around and left, leaving only the Witch King with an arrogant back. The latter couldn't react for a long time.

Feng Long Clan, Lu Qian, I will definitely want you to taste the taste of losing an important person! He Yunfei stepped out of the palace gate, the sun rose and the sky was red, like the flame burning in his heart.