Chapter 217: Lord, Is the Palace Beautiful?

"Destiny? All I know is that people walk the way. Gu Sanning vividly interpreted arrogance.

"If you do this, you won't be afraid that the dungeon world will collapse?" Li Qingjun asked.

"What do you have to do with me?" Gu Sanning had an indifferent attitude.

The collapse of the world is unpredictable, and before that, it is natural to carry out the target strategy according to the tasks issued by the system, and achieve perfect conditions to leave the dungeon world.

If this kind of change brings indelible damage to the world, so that it collapses, in the case of comparing personal safety, Gu Sanning will still choose to protect himself first.

After all, she's not really a saint.

What's more, I can't even protect myself, so there's nothing else.

is also like her passivity in this world.

Gu Sanning thought that Li Qingyun would have a hard time talking to her, but she didn't expect her to show a weird smile at this time.

Gu Sang Ning felt a sigh in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good, and in the next second, Li Qingyun's figure flashed and disappeared into place.

Just when Gu Sanning was vigilant, cold five fingers climbed up her neck, accompanied by a whisper in her ear: "I almost deceived you." ”

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Under the palace wall, 100,000 elite soldiers were assembled, lined up in an orderly manner in all directions, and surrounded the entire palace.

On the city wall, Mu Jiyang stood at the tuyere with his hands in his hands, standing against the wind, and the wind beat his dragon robe whirring, as if responding to the sound of a horn in the distance.

Once upon a time, he stood on it and looked down with the feeling of ambition, grandeur and beauty.

Now, the ministers have rebelled, the military power is outside, the people are hiding at home and dare not squeak, the land in front of them is lost, and soon the palace behind him will also change hands.

Mu Jiyang raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, the dark clouds were overwhelming, and it was against the dark soldiers below that it was really a little breathless.

Mu Jiyang subconsciously took a small step back, was supported by the old eunuch behind him, and met the latter's worried gaze, he sighed with emotion, and in the end he only left a sentence: "I'm okay." ”

This word, Mu Jiyang bites the word very hard, as if he is forcefully announcing that he is the king of this territory.

Mu Jiyang's gaze passed through the vanguard of the besieging city, leaving behind the man in armor and riding on a tall horse.

"Brother Wang, you and my brothers have finally come to this point."

For more than a month, Mu Xianyue recovered thirteen states one after another, and led his troops to attack Beijing in one fell swoop.

There are already signs of today's situation.

"Open the palace door, this king can remember the brotherhood of the past and spare your life." Mu Xianyue held a halberd in her hand, on top of the heavy iron horse, her chin was slightly raised, and her face hidden in the helmet was extremely cold.

"If you don't know the background of Brother Wang, I will agree to your request and abdicate to make way for Xian. But now, Brother Wang doesn't even have half of the Mu family's bloodline, how can he? I will never allow the Mu family's spell-in to be handed over to a foreigner! Speaking of excitement, Mu Jiyang flicked his sleeves coldly, but this move involved the wound at the shoulder blade, and it was faintly painful.

Mu Jiyang didn't care, his gaze slowly turned from the generals who followed below, "You and other soldiers are all following the achievements of the first emperor, and now, you and others are buried with their own hands, and they are selling for glory!" Isn't it to be ridiculous in the world and ridiculed by future generations! ”。

These words were emotional, and they could not be said to be unresounding.