The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Wuxin, what do you think?" Jing Ao didn't wait for the Lord's words, so he asked Wuxin, Wuxin's words were more representative.

He didn't say a word, he waited silently for orders, the master seemed to be here for the battle, for Feng Feili, for Jin Li, as for why, probably no one knew.

"Tong Yun, summon the wolf army, it depends." Qiong Ying finally spoke.

"This subordinate takes orders." Tong Yun was surprised for a moment, and immediately replied respectfully.The wolf army will not be dispatched when it is not necessary. It has not been dispatched in the past six years, so this move is to completely annihilate the East Vietnamese army.

After a while, the sky flickered, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky, but it didn't rain for a long time.

The air was filled with dust, and it was extremely oppressive. The city tower shook slightly, as if thousands of horseshoes were rushing towards it.

The line of sight gradually became clear, smoke and dust billowed, gold and iron horses, beasts galloped, and the Dongyue army came with a high profile, unstoppable and invincible.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the sky, above the army, a vigorous egret pierced the sky, its feathers were all snow white, graceful and smooth, and it spread its wings and flew.

"It's Xueke." After Jing Ao said something, he didn't continue, and only looked at Nangong Chen.That was Luo Wanqing's egret, who hadn't seen her for six years, and was probably promoted to the sixth rank now.

"It's just in time, Luo Wanqing must be killed in this battle." Wuxin said coldly, Luo Wanqing's words from back then still echoed in her ears, if she didn't kill Luo Wanqing for a day, she couldn't feel at ease for a day.

Nan Gongchen frowned and said nothing, Luo Wanqing came back with a high profile to avenge the murder of her father.

In fact, all of this is his fault, the grievance between him and Luo Wanqing should not involve Zhan Yuguo, let alone Wuxin and Qiongying.

Even though it was far away, Feng Feili could hear clearly, probably because he was too concerned. He looked at Qiongying and asked casually, "Qiongying, what happened in the battle here six years ago?"

"Nothing happened." Qiongying said casually without any response.

Feng Feili was speechless, maybe it was nothing in her eyes, it was because Jing Ao and the others were too nervous.

Just at this moment, the East Vietnamese army was already in front of the city gate, and it was so dark that it was so arrogant.

There is a golden carriage in the middle of the army, and an egret rests on the roof of the carriage.

When the soldiers approached the city, the two armies confronted each other, the enemy did not move, and I did not move.

At the gate of the city, more than a dozen undead were captured, sealed with ice, or locked with iron chains.

Everyone on the tower looked at the golden carriage one after another, as if they were waiting for the person in the carriage to show their faces.

For a while, it was extremely quiet, but this kind of silence made people even more nervous.

Jing Ao saw that everyone was silent, so he went down the city and shouted: "People from Dongyue, your puppets have been captured."

The golden carriage and the silver bead curtain made a crisp sound.

"It's just a failure."

A melodious voice floated out, the voice was like a warbler singing, clear and sweet, it was an excellent voice.

The sound was not loud, but the surroundings were too quiet, and it easily floated into everyone's ears.

Even after six years, one could tell that it was Luo Wanqing's voice.

Before everyone could understand the meaning of these words, they heard the sound of cracking bones, and all the undead under the city gate turned into a pool of blood, and their armor turned into powder.

died?To die so silently and completely?

Everyone felt trembling, the undead who couldn't be killed, Luo Wanqing killed the undead without any weapons?