The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"If these people are alive, she will become the target of public criticism. Only when these people are dead, will she have no worries." Qing Jun smiled strangely. How can she dominate the mainland when these people are alive?

"Find the master first. Where will Heliantian trap the master?" Ye Chen had no intention of arguing with Qing Jun, he just wanted to find her, and she decided everything.

"Underground Palace." Qing Jun said two words gloomily.

"How do you know?" Ye Chen looked at Qing Jun coldly, Qing Jun seemed to know He Lian Tian too well.

"Which empire doesn't have many underground palaces. The underground palace under the Nanxu Palace... is used to imprison some... demons and never see the light of day."

Qingjun doesn't mind using the word monster, because he feels that he and she are both monsters, have similar appearances, and are both unacceptable and enemies of the world!

"Caiyi, check all of Nanxu's underground palaces immediately." Ye Chen didn't dare to let go of hope, he had a bad premonition and was inexplicably uneasy.

"No, tonight we're going to the underground palace under Nanxu Palace." Qing Jun narrowed his eyes, and it happened that he knew everything about Dongyue's underground palace.

"You know?" Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, and there was a trace of doubt and inquiry in his eyes. From the very beginning, Qingjun's origin was doubtful, and his background was unknown, probably only she knew about it.

"It's up to you whether you go or not. I must go. Of course, Jiangxue will go too." Qingjun left after saying this. Trapped in the underground palace, he believed that he could escape unscathed.

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June is the scorching summer.

In Nanxu's underground palace, the cold air is piercing, and the ice is slanting horizontally, as if you are in a thousand-year-old ice cave.

"I don't have much patience, can I hand him over?" Wu Yue waited for several days, almost toppled Emperor Nan Xu.

"Please come with me." He Liantian frowned, obviously displeased with Wu Yue's rudeness.

When Wu Yue heard the words, she regained her energy and hurriedly followed, no longer squeaking, and at the same time, her heart became heavy.

Xiao Qiongying must be very unwilling to be trapped by the old devil He Liantian for two months, and even become violent.

"City Lord Mu, I would like to ask one more question, why do you want to bring Hanyue Qiongying back to the Hall of Light?" Heliantian asked respectfully.

Compared with Mu Feng, who is hundreds of years old, He Liantian can only be regarded as the younger generation, with a gap of 30 to [-] years, and He Liantian also met Mu Feng when he was young. At that time, Mu Feng was already famous in the mainland. A very strong man for a while.

"My palace has some connections with Hanyue Qiongying." Mu Feng briefly mentioned it without further explanation.

"City Lord Mu, please don't get me wrong. I am just worried that Hanyue Qiongying will retaliate against me, Nan Xu." He Liantian was worried, and the only solution was to kill Hanyueqiongying.

"Hmph, you, Nan Xu, took revenge on her too! If I hadn't come, you still wanted to kill her!" Wu Yue moved out of the air of the Holy Master.

Wu Yue's status was comparable to that of the monarch of the empire, even a little higher.

He Liantian's face darkened, he didn't care about a younger generation like Wu Yue, but this Wu Yue was the Holy Master of the Guangming Palace.

"Wu Yue, don't be rude!" Mu Feng glared at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue snorted softly and stopped talking.

"My lord, don't be surprised, the Holy Master of my palace always likes to talk nonsense." Mu Feng said without losing his style.

"This king is indeed prejudiced against Hanyue Qiongying. This girl is young, cunning, treacherous, and cruel. The palace of hell expands wantonly. She uses massacres to intimidate subjects, kill and loot. The methods are extremely terrifying. Those who refuse to obey will be exterminated and wiped out. There are many century-old clans." He Liantian shook his head regretfully and lamented.