long night walk

Chapter 1578 General's Merit

The empress, who was lying on the beauty chair and tasting a thick white fungus soup, seemed to sense the aura of Emperor Chenghuang hidden in the unopened letter.

She raised her eyelids, but before she could say anything, Bailian's eyes had already turned to her.

"Is the Tremella Soup cold, Madam?"

Cangnanyi was slightly startled, and then she realized that this boy was really determined not to let her continue to interfere in the affairs of the mountain.

In recent days, she has heard about Qing Ao's actions. The territory of the Water God Realm is in danger. If left unchecked, the lineage of the Emperor will soon be destroyed.

When the lips are cold, the teeth will perish. This is not only true for the Water God Realm, but also for Kunlun Jingxu.

This principle has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and she understands it.

But Cangnanyi did not put down the Tremella soup in her hand because of this. She slowly scooped another spoonful of the crystal clear Tremella soup, letting the soft, glutinous and sweet taste spread between her lips and teeth.

Qingxuan is not as nagging as him.

Cangnanyi raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "Mountains, rivers and lakes are indispensable since ancient times. You, little guy, don't want me to care about the war in the Water God's domain. You want me to watch Chenghuang coldly and do nothing? In this way, you seem like a spy sent by the thief Qingao."

"Hmm... Come to think of it, this old Lord God who hated everything in the world all his life seems to favor you. He has tried to win you over privately several times. If you choose Qingao now, you can easily complete your mission and achieve your long-cherished wish. You can also get revenge for all the sufferings you have suffered at the hands of the immortals. So, Qingao is really your best choice in this world."

Cangnanyi's original intention was just to tease, but Bailian suddenly closed the book as if awakened by a word, looked up and smiled, a smile that was unfathomable.

"Your Majesty is right. The immortals bullied me, destroyed me, suppressed me and subdued me. Emperor Chenghuang and Immortal Master Zhu Zhan were the worst. Unfortunately, my cultivation was sealed and I was not free. Now the heavens have opened their eyes and Immortal Qingao is at the gates of the city. It is useless for me to surrender to him with words. I must take some practical actions to make him treat me as his own."

Cangnanyi straightened her body, changed to a comfortable position on the beauty couch, leaned back lazily, and said slowly: "What are you planning?"

Bailian carefully read through the memorials that had been piling up on his desk over the past few days, closed the last one, stood up and stretched.

“From my analysis, Kunlun Jingxu has a history of millions of years. If it weren’t for the burden of Emperor Chenghuang, let alone giving Qingao hundreds of thousands of years to make plans, even if he was given a few hundred years, with the Empress around, it would be difficult for him to shake the foundation of Kunlun.

The Water God's domain is a vast divine domain that was opened up during the Great Desolation Period. Over the years, it has relied on the common spirit of Kunlun Jingxu. Even though it has taken advantage of the wilderness to indulge in pleasure and has been unable to make progress, there are also many immortal warriors in its waters who practice diligently, absorb spiritual power and practice hard. In terms of the strength of its waters, it is definitely not weak. If it does not explain your guidance at this moment, even if you are a king who guards the center, it will not be an easy task to defend this ancient divine domain for some time.

But this Qing Ao is nothing but a dead eater. The one who is in power in the Water God Realm now is Emperor Cheng Huang."

He raised his eyes and said, "Under the leadership of such a leader, it is only a matter of time before the Water God Region falls into the hands of others. But since it is destined to fall into the hands of others, why can't I take it?"

Such an obvious ambition, when spoken openly, is no longer an ambition.

Cangnanyi casually put the empty bowl on the table and said calmly: "You are so confident, then Qingao sees that you are so important, is he willing to hand over the Water God Kingdom to you?"

Bailian said, "For him, it doesn't matter who is in charge of the Water God Realm. He hates Zhu Zhan for ruining his life, hates the Thirty-Six Heavenly Palaces, hates Kunlun Pure Ruins, and hates all living things in this world. He is not interested in power, but in destroying everything and wreaking havoc on all living things with his evil ways. He intends to destroy the True Ancestor Evil God in my body. If my desire for power becomes stronger, he will be more happy and tireless. For him, this is also a situation he is willing to see."

Cangnanyi slowly bent one leg, and swayed lazily, causing the beauty couch to sway back and forth. She raised her eyes and smiled faintly, "I think so. Even though he has countless followers, they all came because of the evil god's six desires in his body. To him, they are all chess pieces, and no one can be trusted.

Every living being in the world has a desire to be strong, but you are different from his chess pieces. In his mind, your status is even higher than his own, because the True Ancestor Evil God who once caused him to fall from glory is like a huge mountain shadow that weighs on his heart forever, but you are able to stand on the top of this huge mountain shadow, so he will naturally treat you differently from all other living things in the world. It’s just that…”

She changed the subject, her eyes showing some curiosity: "What do you want the Water God's Domain for? You are a corpse demon, do you think you can replace Emperor Chenghuang and become the new Human Emperor Water God of this world?"

The Water God's Domain is a hot potato for him.

Bailian raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, smiled deeply, and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you guess, what am I going to do with the Water God Domain?"

"No guessing."

Cang Nanyi rolled his eyes calmly: "I am not interested in your little thoughts."

Bailian smiled and said, "It would be best if Your Majesty would not be interested in anything happening in Kunlun Mountain during this period of time."

"You just need to be a mortal during these days. If you are angry, you can get angry. If there are things you don't want to pay attention to, you don't need to pay attention to them. Eat, drink, and sleep..."

"Stop!" Cangnanyi raised his hand to interrupt Bailian's words: "You make me feel like a dying man."

What's the meaning of this tone of asking for something good to eat before dying?

Bailian did not shy away from the life and death of the great woman in front of him. He raised his eyes slightly and said, "Isn't it the Queen?"

That's right to say...

It's really hard to refute...

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The outbreak of war was just a matter of a moment between the chess players' thoughts.

Qing Ao was originally the god of a country a million years ago. When he was young, he was known as a wise ruler. He was brave and good at fighting, decisive, talented, and knowledgeable about strategies. He was a natural monarch and tactician.

He did not rely on any family background, but created such a foundation by himself, which was not inherited by kings or emperors.

The Water God's domain was broken again and again and retreated under the divine military command of Immortal Qingao. The cities in the Immortal Kingdom were defeated like a mountain. It was all a battle of tactics, Taoism, and realm formations.

Once a city is destroyed, all tactics are destroyed and thousands of formations are ruined.

In a matter of days and nights, the thousand-year foundation was destroyed like a sand tower built on the sea. It collapsed and disappeared, leaving no trace of the past.

Under such a fierce attack, the strange thing is that the defeated fairyland city is basically reduced to rubble, but the casualties are not as serious as imagined by the cruelty of war. It is just that no lives are hurt. Although it does not seem cruel at first glance, Qing Ao has mastered the evil god's ability to control and play with people's six desires and pain.

Those defeated water immortal soldiers lost their homes, were separated from their loved ones, and were not allowed to leave the desolate battlefield. If they tried to leave the water god's territory and put up a futile resistance, they would be ruthlessly wiped out.

But if they retreat to the defense lines of other immortal cities in the Water God's domain, they will be "merciful" and let these defeated soldiers leave.

These defeated soldiers are considerable in number. If they can reorganize and be ready to go, they will become a very powerful army and force.

Qingao's reckless behavior is extremely dangerous.

It was just a risky move, as he was betting on human cowardice. The emperor would not dare to open the city gates and recall this scattered group of troops whose casualties were not serious.

As expected, these defeated soldiers retreated again and again, with nowhere to retreat. All they faced were closed doors and the condescending and indifferent faces of their comrades.

The defeated immortal soldiers and generals smiled sadly, knowing that behind the closed door, Emperor Jun Chenghuang was in a cowardly and suspicious mood.

He raised the sword in his hand and said sadly, "Your Majesty suspects that I have surrendered to the enemy. I have no intention of fighting a hundred times. Now I can only die to show my determination. I hope Your Majesty will pity my men who have lost their homes in the battle and open the city gates!"

  After saying that, the knife was raised and the head fell off, blood splattered on the spot!

On the high tower, Gu Yi's eyes were red, and he shook Jun Huang Cheng Huang's arm vigorously, saying urgently: "Your Majesty, please open the city gate and let them in. They are fighting for you, and they are your people. Your Majesty, just stand by and watch!"

Emperor Jun Chenghuang looked at the collapsed cities, the broken clan flags, and all kinds of dangerous signals, which made him feel as if he was in the cold winter.

His face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were filled with fear. He said, "No! No! I'll see who dares to open the city gate! This is the plan of the thief Qing Ao. Once we open the city gate, the enemy will rush in and we will be defeated! You are not allowed to open the city gate!"

Gu Yi said anxiously, "The enemy has retreated thousands of miles away. Even if Qing Ao wants to attack now, he is far less fast than Your Majesty in opening the city gates and recruiting the remaining troops. Does Your Majesty want all his soldiers to die outside the city?"

Emperor Jun Chenghuang turned his face, which was distorted by panic, and said through gritted teeth, "Qingao clearly has the strength to fight again, but why did he lead the entire army to retreat thousands of miles away in the face of such an advantage, and let these remnants of the old army return to my command?"

Gu Yi said loudly: "But General Fei Tian has already died to show his determination, and I only hope that Your Majesty can protect his soldiers and give them a place to return to!"

Emperor Jun Chenghuang said sternly: "Who knows if this is the plan of the thief Qingao? Using one person's death to dispel my doubts and exchange these surrendered soldiers for entering the city, isn't it too cost-effective?!"

These sounds and words naturally fell into the ears of the immortal soldiers and generals outside the city.

They were still immersed in the grief of the general's death and could not extricate themselves.

Suddenly, such heart-piercing words fell like thousands of arrows piercing their hearts. They, who had been determined to fight the enemy to the death, suddenly lost all hope of survival.

Row after row, the soldiers, who only damaged their armor and clothes but still had enough strength to continue fighting, smiled sadly at the foot of the city.

Gong Ran shouted loudly: "Death is for the soldiers, and merit is for the general! Now the general has committed suicide for our lives. We have no way to repay this great kindness. We can only follow the general in death. I hope that the general will never abandon us in the underworld!"

"We are willing to follow the general from generation to generation. I only hope that the general will meet a wise ruler in the next life and do great justice."

"I only hope to meet a wise ruler in the next life who will do great things for us!"

The neat and heroic words fell like drums, and then a shocking scene took place.

A team that had an extremely strong desire to survive the previous moment, at this moment, seemed to have something broken in their hearts. They quickly recognized themselves and found a spiritual sustenance that transcended life.

Their eyes were bright and fiery as they drew their swords from their waists and rushed to their deaths without hesitation.

Emperor Jun Chenghuang, who was standing on the high platform, was shocked and puzzled for a moment.

Why do these people commit suicide?

No one forced them to die.

The thief Qing Ao's attitude of watching from a distance clearly showed that he had no intention of killing anyone. He just didn't want to open the city gate.

They committed suicide one by one to show their will, and it was obvious that they were not surrendered soldiers who were instigated by the enemy to rebel.

In this case, when the enemy attacks the city again, they will be unharmed and can guard the city gates, thus becoming a powerful fighting force and shield for his water clan.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jun Chenghuang felt extremely regretful and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel great hatred in his heart.

How could these people be so cowardly? As soldiers, they should have died on the battlefield, wrapped in their horsehide. Such meaningless suicide would only cut off their foundation.

Gu Yi looked at Jun Huang Chenghuang, who had a face full of hatred and regret, and thought that he had repented. He whispered to comfort him: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be overly sad. This shows that your subordinates are all loyal and brave. This is your blessing."

Jun Huang Chenghuang didn't understand at all, how could this be his blessing?

Before he could say anything, he heard the heavy battle horn of the True Immortal Sect coming from the front line in the sky.

Qing Ao stepped on the clouds and looked leisurely at the immortal warriors lying dead outside the city gate, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Compared to fighting on the battlefield, achieving success, and then slaughtering the 'trophies', it is too boring. I prefer to defeat these guys who are destined to become trophies, then stay out of it, give them hope, and at the end of that hope, destroy that hope. Isn't this more interesting than one-sided slaughter?"

After saying this, he raised his arm and lowered it, not giving the emperor any chance to catch his breath.

Because the opponent this time was Jun Huang Cheng Huang, Qing Ao did not even make any changes to the most basic tactics.

The True Immortal Sect was like a black mass, with an extremely powerful and terrifying force, continuing its attack on the new city.

On the city wall, the general guarding the city shouted, "Defend it to the death! We must not let these thieves harm our king!"