The rumbling sound of artillery fire resounded throughout the sky above White Wing City in an instant.

When people look up, they can see huge cannonballs crashing into the city and then blooming in a brilliant light.

Unlike weapons of mass destruction, however, the shells, although they landed accurately into the crowd, did not injure anyone or destroy any buildings.

This is an artillery blessed with miraculous powers, the purpose of which is not to hurt or destroy anything, but to deter.

In a sense, they are very dangerous fireworks, because no one knows when the person who fired the cannonballs will revoke the miracle of the blessing and turn them into weapons to kill people and destroy cities.

Qing Zhan shivered in her chair, her heart was filled with great panic, and the acceleration of her heart made her body 'twitch' constantly. In just a few seconds, her face had turned transparent and pale, and her eyes were blank and weak.

The astrology kept shaking Qingzhan to restore her consciousness for a moment, but Qingzhan had completely fallen into fear, and everywhere she looked, it was fear, a terrible world.

But the rumbling of cannonballs kept urging them, telling them that there was no time to hesitate.

So the astrologer picked up the thin Qingzhan, threw her to Tang Songluo, and then said, "Go back to the White Tower." ”

Tang Songluo took the light cup in the astrology's hand, he held the fragile 'girl' child in his arms, and then said, "You'd better give me an explanation." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Tang Songluo was not a confused person, he knew that the situation in front of him could not give them time to say anything, but with such a Qingzhan, he couldn't even go to see her.

He couldn't look her in pain as she struggled in his arms, and he couldn't do anything about it.

As if sensing Tang Songluo's question, Qingzhan, who had been trembling, suddenly flashed something in her eyes, and her eyes seemed to suddenly have a focus, looking straight at the person in front of her.

"Ah Tang. Qing Zhan's voice was as small as a mosquito, and in this noisy background sound, it was extraordinarily small, but Tang Songluo still heard her voice, and he freed up his hand to 'touch' her forehead to comfort her.

"Well, let's go. Tang Song Luo's voice was low, at this time, he was the power of Qing Zhan.

On the other side, there were also responsible officials who had already arranged for the onlookers and Bai Wang Bai Ruoqiong and Bai Ruolin to leave.

Who knew that this king, who had never played cards according to common sense, waved his hand and said loudly: "Lone likes this fireworks 'flower', Lone wants to enjoy the 'flower' here!"

His voice was unusually high, and the thin, sharp lines of voice pierced the sky, pierced the thick sound of artillery fire, and reached everyone's ears.

Their king's burst of confidence and pride at this moment smoothly infected his people, and the people raised their hands and cheered, as if it was really just a celebratory firework in front of them, not a disaster that would kill them in an instant.

Tang Songluo looked at all this in front of him, he was a little puzzled, the rule of the White King was so stable, and why the Black Federation had been an enemy of it for such a long time.

What he will never understand, the meaning of the Black Federation.

In fact, most of the Black Federation people couldn't read why their leader had such a hatred for the White Tower.

At this time, on a high ground outside the city, a group of people dressed in black were standing.

Their black 'coloured' robes all carry wide hats with heavy brims that hide their faces and make it impossible to identify them.

Behind this group of people, there was a row of eight cannons, behind the cannons, there was also a 'shooter' dressed in black, and next to the 'shooter', each stood a man holding a staff of various colors.

In Mozark, the staff was a symbol of the lower Ranks, and generally speaking, the First and Second Orders needed some kind of medium to complete their use of miraculous powers.

In order to cater to a certain sense of subtlety, people have made their medium into a walking stick, or a crystal ball or something like a bluff, which, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than a façade.

At the head of the group was the man in black, who was also wearing black clothes, but the black was more intense.

"Alright, let's go over. The man in black said with a wave of his hand.

He looked into the distance, looked at the square city in front of him, and grinned.

The people behind him didn't respond, and began to clean up in an orderly manner. After a while, the eight imposing forts disappeared, and the people silently walked in their respective directions, and soon disappeared from the range that people could see.

"Let's go, let's go into town. The man stretched and loosened his muscles. Then he said this, and took a few steps first.

Behind him were two men and two 'women', their status was obviously much higher than those in charge of the fort just now, at least they were qualified to talk to the man in black.

Several people changed out of black 'color' clothes, and only the man who was the leader was still wearing a black robe.

When they walked into the city, what they saw was not unexpected.

The smiling evil Bai Ruoqiong sat crookedly on the high throne, and the people below were all in high spirits, they cheered and waved their hands, looking unprecedentedly lively.

The man stood in the middle of the crowd, he squinted and smiled, raised his head to lock his gaze on one point, but he also looked very happy.

"Why are you so happy? Ru 'Hua' asked with a pout.

The man in black stretched out his hand, and he pointed at the people sitting on the stage with his slender fingers, and then he turned to a few people and said, "Don't you think, that's a clever existence?"

Following the direction of the man's finger, several people saw Qingzhan sitting in the seat.

Her whole body was curled up, looking a little frightened, but a pair of eyes had regained their look, but those eyes were still full of fear.

"Didn't the adults say that they wanted to stop her from becoming a real princess? Well, of course I know......" Bai Lan understood a lot more like 'flower', she asked.

The man in black shook his head, and he continued to look at the thin figure who was still a little trembling, but there was a faint smile on his lips.

"She'll never be a real princess, but now, I can live in her heart. ”

The voice of the man in black was buried in the noise of a lifetime.

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