The sky was extremely gloomy, and the gloomy and deathly bleak color echoed the Shura field where the homeless people were imprisoned, and it was a perfect match for the situation.

Shanlai's bright eyes glanced at the pale sky that was constantly washed by the steady stream of sand and dust, and the wisps of daisy were proudly in it. The queen of Linchang walked on the royal road of majesty and secret, and walked all the way into the prison ground in front of her from the glittering royal road paved with white jade.

The queen was followed by her lover Xiao Jingluan, who held up a dark purple Qibao canopy umbrella that shaded the sun and blocked the sand. If it is a pair of beautiful people, they all have the beauty that represents their respective regions, and they are a man and a woman, a Han land and a desert, a yang and a yin, and a dry and a kun, which is extremely unparalleled in the eye, and this beauty depends on the two of them when they are together.

Suddenly such an inexplicable illusion arises, as if they are a whole, should be together, and no one can be perfect without anyone, just like the moon in the last Yuan Festival, if there is a piece missing, it will be incomplete after all.

This is temporarily used as a Shura field to imprison the displaced people in the disturbing realm, and it was originally used for lion fighting and gladiatorial fights, so the surrounding air is woven with a thin smell of blood, and when it comes to the nose, it seems to bring a cramp in the stomach. But the crowd is used to it.

Flashing in the sun, the cold iron door was opened, and the rattle of the shaft turned like the roar of a beast's teeth. Pu Yajing entered from the inside, led the way forward, and sat down on the main golden chair in the shape of a lotus flower with a spiritual snake under the courtesy and service of the attendants.

Jingluan followed behind Puya, and after she sat down, she stood neatly on her right hand side, and handed the canopy umbrella she was holding to the attendant on the side, who covered her head to block the tired sun.

A little shadow fell, and it shattered on the queen's extravagant golden robe, and bloomed into a thousand-petaled lotus in an instant.

Puya and Jingluan were attacked in order to deal with the group of displaced people who had trespassed into the border of Linchang in recent days, were captured by soldiers and imprisoned here.

Whoever trespasses into the borders of another country without permission is at the mercy of the monarch of that country; It is not right to disturb the borders and enter other realms privately, Puya has already said that it is not an exaggeration to kill them all!

However, the young and beautiful queen did not intend to do so, because she promised her lover that she would not exterminate the mistresses. Even if they are innocent people, they are all innocent people, and they are all wandering around by instinct to avoid the natural disasters of their country, and they are all old people, women and children...... Therefore, Queen Puya has already made up her mind this time, forgive them for a misdeed, and send them all back to their corresponding hometown! It was an innocuous move, and she had no intention of embarrassing it.

At this moment, an attendant drove all the homeless people out to meet their queen.

These outcasts were not bound by ropes because they were treated leniently by the queen's lover, but even then they were still the same withered and haggard, disheveled clothes that had long been devastated by the wind, sand and turbulence.

Jingluan is not a kind-hearted person, since this noble prince was captured as a slave by the young and proud queen, as he said, he sensed that the indispensable goodness in his bones was getting away from him day by day. The reason why he was moved by compassion this time was because he touched the scene and thought of those exiled people who were displaced and unaccompanied when the war between his homeland and Linchang was in turmoil...... The people who have left their homes and are worried about food and clothing have always been pitiful.

A burst of decay and musty soon surged in the blood-stained air, and Puya subconsciously frowned, and calmly looked at these homeless people in a condescending manner. At the moment when her eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as she touched this group of embarrassed and fragmented wanderers, she was suddenly shocked, and her eyes and inner thoughts suddenly lit up!

The crowd of outcasts is gray and dark, and there is nothing unusual about it at first glance. But in the midst of this, I don't know if it was a coincidence or not to follow the trend, or if there was still a little bit of chance, Pu Ya Zhengran saw that there was a person in the crowd who was calm and peaceful, calm and indifferent, clear inside, and different......

It was a man dressed as a monk, who seemed to be no more than three years older than Puya, and was born with an unusual battle when he was dressed in a very simple monk's robe, and he had a great blessing of happiness as if he had been out of the world! Polished by the wind and sand in the desert, his dignified and beautiful, and full of a kind of peaceful face, his skin was slightly dark, and his eyes seemed to be closed and open, precipitating a kind of tenacity and wisdom that did not change with the situation and did not move with his heart.