The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1707 Who Goes to Hell?

Chapter 710 Who will go to hell?

on fire?
Yuan Qingyi and Wanyan Yiyi rushed to the railing on the second floor, and soon they could clearly see the flames around them.

The night looks vast and deep in the red lanterns.

It is also because the night is as dark as lacquer tonight, and there are many shadows outside the lantern, so the flames in the field of vision are particularly eye-catching.

Seven or eight halls and buildings of the palace were on fire.

Borrowed by the wind, these flames sprang out from the roof and spread instantly, the flames soaring into the sky,,

"Put out the fire, put out the fire."

In the dazzling red light, Yuan Qingyi could see hundreds of guards running.

They carried buckets and fire extinguishers, shouting, and rushed to put out the fire from all directions.

It's just that despite their hard work, they have little effect in the face of the monstrous fire, just like a drop in the bucket.

The tongue of flame rose and jumped, and twisted and extended with the wind, gradually sweeping the entire palace.

The fire, in just 5 minutes, was like waves rolled up in the sea.

Irresistible, surging.

Yuan Qingyi could smell the smoke and dust from afar.

"Fire?"

The corner of Wanyan Yiyi's mouth twitched: "How is this possible?"

The Wolf King's Palace has a certain history, and many buildings are made of ancient wood or stone, so Huang Wuji cherishes it very much.

He not only sent people to strictly check the combustible and explosive places every day, but also specially arranged a fire brigade to be stationed all year round.

In the past ten years, there has not been a fire in the palace.

Now that the fire broke out suddenly, it was doubtful whether seven or eight places were burning at the same time.

It's just that it doesn't matter how you doubt it, the fire still soared into the sky, attracting countless soldiers and servants to fight the fire.

Not long after, two more people ran over panting, asking for help from the [-] wolf soldiers protecting the Diaoyu Pavilion, and asked them to join the team to fight the fire.

Otherwise, if the fire spreads, it will not only burn the treasures left by the ancestors, but also destroy the entire palace.

The leader of the wolf soldiers guarding the Diaoyu Pavilion hesitated for a moment. He turned his head to look at the Diaoyu Pavilion behind him, and then looked at the fire in the distance.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and left the Diaoyu Pavilion with 300 people.

"Don't go, you are protecting the Diaoyu Pavilion."

Wanyan Yiyi's pretty face changed: "You guys are gone, who will protect this place..."

She wanted to rush down to grab the wolf soldier, but Yuan Qingyi stretched out her hand and grabbed her.

"No need!"

Yuan Qingyi shook his head slightly: "As soon as Shangguanhu's ultimatum to kill President Song comes, their hearts are no longer here."

"It's good for them not to attack us for the sake of the country's lord, but it's impossible for them to stay and protect us."

"It's just that they never found an excuse to leave."

"The current fire can make them run away with dignity, and you can't keep them no matter what."

Yuan Qingyi saw clearly: "Let them go."

Wanyan Yiyi whispered: "But once they leave, the defensive strength here will be reduced by half."

Although there are still [-] children of the Martial League, they are all cold weapons, and it is not easy to deal with changes.

"Half the defensive power, but also half the danger."

Yuan Qingyi's tone was very calm: "If they turn around and attack, wouldn't we be at greater risk?"

"The situation is the best now, and the rest are our own people."

"And those guards were called away, indicating that the enemy is about to attack soon."

Yuan Qingyi stared sharply at the dark sky:

"Miss Wanyan, please help me take care of Mr. Song, I'm going to kill the enemy..."

"boom--"

After the words fell, the sky suddenly became noisy, and a small drone rammed straight into Yuan Qingyi.

"careful!"

Yuan Qingyi threw Wanyan Yiyi into the hall, and at the same time kicked a lantern above his head.

The lantern flew out with a whoosh, directly hitting the drone that hit it in mid-air.

boom!
With a loud noise, the lantern and the drone collided in mid-air, and a large ball of flames exploded instantly.

Thick smoke overflowed and fireworks blazed, lighting up the entire Diaoyu Pavilion.

Yuan Qingyi shouted: "Get ready to meet the enemy!"

Almost accompanied by the voice, the sky was buzzing again, and more than a dozen drones roared and crashed into the fishing pavilion.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

With a sweep of Yuan Qingyi's long sword, more than a dozen lanterns fell down with a snap, and she swept across with her backhand.

The lanterns shot rapidly into the sky, and all of them hit the drones and exploded.

Flames filled the sky, irritating the eyeballs, but no drone hit the fishing pavilion.

The falling flames and sparks on the wall were wiped out by the martial arts disciples with white snow without Yuan Qingyi making a sound.

After learning about Shangguan Hu's ultimatum in the morning, Yuan Qingyi kept an extra thought.

The snow in the fishing pavilion was not transported away, and it was allowed to accumulate on the ground and in the corners.

It just so happens to come in handy now.

Yuan Qingyi was not at all happy, she still maintained the posture of facing the enemy, and at the same time her left hand was stretched out in the night sky.

The clenched fist slowly opened, and the five fingers spread out like sharp arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

And at this time, outside a metal gate that hadn't been opened for a long time behind the Diaoyu Pavilion.

Nearly a hundred enemies dressed in white were moving silently.

They approached the back door extremely fast, obviously wanting to catch Yuan Qingyi by surprise.

In the distant flames, they quickly approached Qianjin's gate.

One took out the key to open the door.

As a result, just as the key was touched, there was a sizzling sound, and a puff of green smoke came out of the door.

Then a sharp pain immediately spread from his palm, and then his arms went numb and he fell down.

The companion at the back stretched out his hand to pick it up, and held the man forward to have a look.

He was in a coma, his lips were black and purple, and he had suffered severe electric shocks.

"careful!"

The elder brother who took the lead subconsciously let out a drink.

But it's too late.

Accompanied by the voice, they felt that the white snow was loose under the ground, and their feet were entangled by ropes or the like, restricting their moving speed.

At the same time, dozens of large nets were thrown overhead like rain.

"There is an ambush! Withdraw!"

The elder brother who took the lead took out his saber and waved it up and down, trying to break the rope and split the net.

Although these things would not kill them, they messed up their well-trained deployment.

Nearly a hundred people stumbled and crowded together.

"Get it—"

Before they could react, there was another sound of crossbow arrows in the night sky.

Smears of blood spattered, and screams sounded.

One after another, the white-clothed enemies fell to the ground with arrows, with unspeakable anger and unwillingness in their eyes.

They obviously didn't expect that they would be turned around by Yuan Qingyi when they took advantage of the fire and the drone attacking the Diaoyu Pavilion.

"Crack-"

When the leading brother roared and teamed up with several masters to cut the big net, the surrounding lights snapped brightly again.

The wedding stage lights instantly pierced their eyes.

A piece of white awn.

This made their eyes hurt again, and their movements froze.

And in this gap, more crossbow arrows poured out mercilessly.

The big brother who took the lead had no power to fight back, and they couldn't see where the crossbow arrows came from.

He swung his saber angrily a few times before falling into a pool of blood.

In a blink of an eye, nearly a hundred white-clothed enemies all fell to the ground.

In the next second, the disciples of the Wumeng appeared, raised their knives, and beheaded a dozen or so survivors.

Blood all over the place.

In this dark night, there was a little more chill, and even the distant fire could not be suppressed.

Yuan Qingyi was not at all happy about the victory in the first battle, and his eyes only fell on the enemies approaching the main entrance.

In the field of vision, Prince Gong led more than 3000 people wrapped in chariots to press down murderously.

Yuan Qingyi stood on the second floor, her pretty face changed.

She lowered her voice and shouted: "Prince Gong, are you going to ignore the king's order and rebel?"

"To kill Song Hongyan for 8000 million people, it doesn't matter if this king bears the name of rebellion."

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

Prince Gong was dressed in white, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, with a firm expression:
"Miss Yuan, you only have 3 minutes."

"Either Song Hongyan dies, or you die together!"

(End of this chapter)