The flames soared into the sky, the swords collided, and the sound of fighting was endless.

The wind is blowing, and the flag is covering the sun.

"Your Majesty, the southern kingdom has raised a white flag, and the city lord and all the soldiers have gone out of the city to wait."

The soldier knelt down in front of him and whispered a report.

The rippling moonlight hit the golden embroidery thread, with the majesty of the superior, Jun Wuyuan's slender lips pursed, and his eyes burned as he looked at the white flags fluttering in front of him and countless torches soaring into the sky.

"Kill!"

The dark eyes are like an abyss, and they are unusually calm.

"Your Majesty."

The soldier was puzzled and looked up suddenly.

"Shhhh

The sharp sword pierced the silence of the night, and pierced into the living flesh with a glistening light.

Blood splattered, and the pale moonlight flushed.

The evil hook arc, Jun Wuyuan stepped on the corpse with one foot, the tip of the blood-dripping sword pointed downward, and his cold eyes drew out killing intent, proud of the heavens and the earth.

"Spread my will, all the southern soldiers who participated in this battle, be punished!"

Leng Ling's words accompanied the vast night and spread throughout Chengjun.

The city lord suddenly palpitated and resisted, but was stabbed into his body by a sharp sword.

"You dog thief, murder the emperor, mutilate your siblings, I curse you not to die well-"

Mourning is everywhere, bright colors fill the eyeballs, and bloodthirsty eyes overlook the entire capital.

Panic, fear...... Presented on the faces of the crowd.

Jun Wuyuan carried the bloody sword and returned to the car step by step.

Murder, mutilation...... Scold.

Jiang Linxian, I said, if you don't kill me, I will wipe out the entire court! You owe me this!

——

Although Nancheng is small, in the end, it lost 8,000 elite soldiers overnight.

After a long journey, in order to level a southern city, he traveled a long distance and arrived at the palace on the third day.

Regarding the king's actions, the ministers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

But there will always be people who are loyal to the liver and courageous, indignant, and the waist is extremely positive, and the words are round.

"When the emperor is on the throne, the eight directions are calm, and the four seas are one." The minister's beard was cocked angrily, "Nancheng has already given up resistance, why slaughter the city overnight!" ”

No one in the solemn hall dared to say a word more.

Jun Wuyuan lazily leaned on the gilded dragon seat, wiping the shiny sword in his hand, reflecting his piercing eyes.

"Finished?" The calm eyes lifted, put down the sword in his hand, and then slowly got up and walked down the golden bowl step by step.

"Do the ministers have any postscripts?"

The corners of their eyes casually pouted at the people who bowed their heads.

"Your Majesty."

A minister stood up, "What Master Li said is very true. The king's foundation is not stable, this is the time to win the hearts of the people, and the king's approach is really taboo! ”

The words are sonorous and powerful, and Jun Wuyuan is as if he has not heard it.

The three thousand crow's hair was casually tied with red thickness, which did not match the gold silk embroidered clothes on the body.

The jade pendant on his waist glowed with a sparkling light, outlining a bit of laziness and coldness.

What is not lacking in the world is a mouth full of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

One, two, three......

The figures kept standing up, and Jun Wuyuan felt more comfortable in his heart.

"Please think twice!"

The last voice sounded, and the light flashed through everyone's sight, and it was lightning fast.

The sword in the guard's hand was already unsheathed, and it danced in a chaotic arc in the air, piercing into the flesh with unmistakable accuracy.

"When will you judge the decision of this king!"

As soon as his fingers were loosened, the minister pointed at Jun Wuyuan and before he could speak, he fell down in a daze.

"Master Lee—"

The courtiers were shocked, "Be a king!" "The accusations are becoming more intense.

Jun Wuyuan took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, and then casually threw it on the face of the person lying on the ground.

He had no intention of listening to the words that cursed him.

"Someone."

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he slowly paced to the dragon seat.

"The following offenses will be punished!"