In the City Lord's Mansion, the scene was in shambles, and countless pools of scarlet blood splashed seemed to have washed the ground of the City Lord's Mansion.

Broken bones and pieces of flesh and armor and weapons mixed in with blood were still alive half an hour ago.

The bones of the monsters that Mu Xueqing had demonized into were only a few gray stains left on the field, and the remnants of those charred corpses were kneaded and shattered as if they had been crushed by wheels countless times.

Around the bones, there were many corpses of the monks of the City Lord's Mansion. The bones were scattered over there, and no one was to clean them up. Occasionally, you can still see the frozen unwilling eyes on the intact heads, and these people have obviously sacrificed their lives for the final tragic victory.

The few remaining monks were loudly assigned tasks by the bitter-faced steward, and rushed towards several key positions in the palace to guard the formation and strengthen their defenses.

The city lord's bold words had passed like the wind, and more and more demon insects had begun to surge around, and now everyone clearly realized that it was a blessing to be able to defend the city lord's mansion.

The lord of the castle looked at all this in front of him with a sigh, thinking that he had done everything he could, and it was up to the Asan faction to react.

However, he also knows that now is not the time to sigh, and he still understands the truth that mercy is not in charge of the army and does not stand up for things. What's more, he had already estimated the ending to the present, but he didn't expect that when it really happened, it would be even more tragic than he expected.

The steward with a bitter face came over and said in a low voice, "My lord, it's time to go into the secret room." ”

The City Lord knew what he was persuading, shook his head and said, "If I were here, this City Lord's Mansion would not be so easily breached; ”

"But," said the steward with a bitter face, eagerly, "you really don't have to take the risk yourself. ”

The lord of the city smiled sadly, like a hero at the end of the road: "Do you know what it means to be in danger? When my ancestors came here, there was nothing but demon beasts. It was they who set up this huge city brick by brick, and that was called a danger in person. ”

"At that time, when the entire East China Sea was divided, it was my ancestors who took the lead in rushing and killing, destroying countless demons, and gaining the admiration of everyone. ”

"My ancestors went all over the place, contacted all directions, and made this city bigger and bigger, which is called personal danger. ”

"And I" The City Lord shook his head with a wry smile, and the pride on his face was turned into bitterness by the miserable state of the City Lord's Mansion in front of him: "I'm just a lost dog, seeing that the family's foundation is about to be preservation!"

The lord closed his eyes.

"Open the door, open the door!",

The bitter-faced steward was still waiting to be persuaded again, when suddenly a familiar and urgent voice came in.

The lord of the city and the steward looked at each other in amazement, there was still someone alive in such a terrible situation outside.

They looked up and found that it was Qian Yunsheng standing outside the formation. He was covered in blood and wielded two large long vines in his hands. This long vine flew all over the sky as if it had eyes in his hand, pumping all the insects that escaped from the air around him and flying out one after another.

"Quick, let it in. The lord of the city hurriedly commanded.

The monk guarding the door hurriedly answered, and for a while, spells flew in the sky, and everyone opened the formation and let Qian Yunsheng in.

When the city lord saw him come in, he didn't have time to be polite to him, so he greeted him and asked eagerly, "How is it outside?"

Qian Yunsheng glanced at the city lord without a trace, and when he saw that the seeds he threw out were still there, he was slightly relieved in his heart, and shook his head and said: "The situation is very bad, there are countless demon insects outside, and even I almost can't kill them back." ”

He had already put away the dementor flag, and the blood and qi in his body were also stained by slaying demon insects all the way, in order to cover it up more likely.

The city lord listened to Qian Yunsheng's words, and his face became even worse.

Qian Yunsheng saw that he didn't speak for a long time, knowing that he still had a trace of illusion, and then thinking of the strength of the witch outside, he would chase after him at any time, and anxiously persuaded:

"My lord, this is the end of the matter, and you have to prepare for the worst. The steward with a bitter face also nodded on the side.

The city lord did not panic as Qian Yunsheng expected, and he was about to retreat in with everyone who was busy and did not choose a path. Instead, he calmed down and regained some composure and sagacity. He stared into Qian Yunsheng's eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"If you are the lord of Jixia City, if this Jixia City has everything in your family, glory, honor, and even wealth. You tell me, will you give it up?" the castle lord's voice did not fluctuate with a hint of emotion, as if he was stating a fact.

"You also know what kind of chaotic and dirty world it is out there, and those who eat people without spitting out bones are just commonplace. Seeing the benefits, a swarm of bees came to want to share the profits, and when they encountered difficulties, they walked cleaner than their faces. The castle lord's eyes began to glow with anger:

"Mortals like us, even if I am the lord of Jixia City, if I leave the protection of Jixia City, even if I can escape with my life, what is the use? Those humans who seem to be of our own race will only pounce on you ten times more fiercely than demons, and will eat you and wipe you clean!"

The city lord smiled coldly, as if he had seen through all this a long time ago, and continued:

"When you encounter the so-called famous and decent people, you may also take into account the face of the famous and decent people and slowly harvest us piecemeal. If you encounter a murderous one, I'm afraid that I will snatch you straight away. You all persuaded me to retreat, where do you think I can retreat?"

The more the lord spoke, the colder his voice became, and when he asked the last question, it was as if there was a chill between his teeth.

The bitter-faced steward beside him lowered his head, and I am afraid that the words of the city lord made him feel even more deeply.

Qian Yunsheng actually didn't understand these truths that the city lord said, you must know that as a ghost cultivator, what he had experienced was even worse than this.

But when I thought of the witch who would come over at any time, when I thought of Mrs. Jingci, who didn't know how much time she could delay for herself, and then thought of the only way out that was very likely to be in the hands of the lord of the castle. He had no choice but to pretend not to understand all this ruthless persuasion:

"What the adults say is true, but nothing compares to being alive. To be alive is to represent hope, and if you die, then everything is really gone. ”

As he spoke, he paid attention to the expression of the city lord, if the city lord was determined to live and die with Jixia City, then it would be impossible to say that the only way to do it was to directly control the city lord.

When the city lord heard Qian Yunsheng's words, he seemed to be deflated in an instant. It seemed that Qian Yunsheng's words were like a sharp long sword, piercing the courage he had finally mustered.

Qian Yunsheng smiled coldly in his heart, he found that his words still had some use, the secret way is really like this, who is not afraid of death? Not to mention that people like them who have been pampered all year round can't muster the courage to be put to death and be born after death at a critical time.

The lord of the city raised his head, and took a last look at Jixia City with some nostalgia, and when he withdrew his gaze, his voice had already returned to indifference. He hung his head and said:

"Let's go, alas, I'm also obsessed. Even if we can save our lives, it seems that Jixia City will definitely not be able to save it. ”

"As long as the lord is still there, Jixia City will be there" The steward with a bitter face hurriedly stepped forward to support the lord of the city and comforted.

"Yes, as long as we can defend the core of the City Lord's Mansion, and wait for the Asan faction to come, we will be able to fight back. Qian Yunsheng also comforted.

"Besides, although the demon plague is raging outside, there are so many people in Jixia City. In my opinion, as long as Asan sends them in time, they can still save a lot of people. Qian Yunsheng finally quietly relieved again.

The city lord nodded, his eyes slowly regained vitality and power, and led everyone towards the secret room.

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