Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 942 They are all dead

Their gazes fell on the sword, and all the monsters saw the blood sliding down from the sword, and they all felt the aura emanating from it, and at the same time, there was a vast and pure power, like a king descending.

Among the few monsters, only the one in front of him was lucky. Looking at the previous position, several other monsters were still lying there, with wounds pierced by long swords on their bodies, bleeding out gurgles.

The smell of fresh blood made all the monsters intoxicated.

It is common for monsters to kill, but due to the presence of the city lord, they did not dare to do it.As for those monsters, some were dead, and some were still alive.

Once the city lord made a move, he left no room for it.

The demon under the long sword turned pale with fright, it struggled to get up, knelt down to her, and kept begging for mercy, "My lord, my subordinates made a mistake..."

"Drill Mountain, take them down, use your puppet technique to train them into puppets!"

She has neither the time nor the patience to play with them.

The long sword turned like a flower in his hand, Feng Qingyan put away Chang'an and turned around to leave at the same time, that sassy back revealed the arrogance in his bones, no matter the monster shouted over and over again "Master City Lord..."

Supporting its weak body, it just knelt on the ground, looked at Feng Qingyan's back, stretched out its hand, and called her loudly, but it was too late.

The subordinates who used to be called loyal are now betrayed because of a few words of instigation. Feng Qingyan will not keep such subordinates, not only because of betrayal, but also because they are generals, and she needs to use this to make an example.

"City Lord, give your subordinates a chance..."

It still wanted to shout something more, but Mandrill came over and kicked it hard, falling to the ground.

Mandrill bent his knees and squatted beside it, grabbed its exploding brown hair with his hands, and let him stare directly at his rough face.

"What did the city lord tell you before? Now that there is chaos outside, I told you not to make trouble. Now that you dare to betray, then don't think that the city lord will be merciful. And you want to join forces to kill the city lord? Don't look at your own strength. Today If the Lord is here at night, I guarantee that your life will be worse than death!"

The demon's body trembled violently because of the fear in his heart, as if he met Feng Qingyan for the first time.

From the time of the shot to the present, not even half an hour has passed, but she gave them time before dawn.This is like a humiliation to them.

She laughed at them for not having such strength, yet they dared to betray her, and it was her kindness to let them live a second longer.

Feng Qingyan issued a death order, whoever dares to betray Qianren Demon City, or whoever dares to take the lead in making troubles, will be taken away by Fushu and Yanshan, and all of them will be directly made into puppets. On the contrary, if they perform well, she will be rewarded ...

She gave a magic weapon to Mandrill Mountain on the spot, and said that in a dangerous situation, he can still protect the ghosts and other weak monsters, and at the same time arrange all countermeasures, which is an act that should be rewarded.

On that magic weapon, there was a small red-gold pattern, and all the monsters exclaimed instantly when they saw it.

"That's a magic weapon above the ghost king level!"

"I don't know which master cast it. I have seen the red mark, but I haven't seen the red gold mark yet."

"My lord, the city lord, is generous."

The monsters around were a little more excited. At first, the ghost clan members were discussing, but after hearing about the power of this magic weapon, those monsters also started to look forward to it.

Feng Qingyan spent a lot of time instilling in them the idea of ​​peace, letting them know how to unite, and telling them to stay here obediently and not leave casually...

The outside world is already chaotic enough, even if Feng Qingyan is going through life and death outside, she doesn't want to take the ghost clan people on an adventure together, she can only put the ghost clan in this safe place for the time being.

Protected by a barrier, it is difficult for outsiders to break through.

After this incident, no monsters in the Demon Refining Realm dared to make trouble anymore. On the contrary, they became more active in cultivation.

……

After returning to Yunlan Palace, Feng Qingyan once again stood on the Yaoguang platform where the stars can be seen everywhere, calculating the astrology.

At this time, she finally sensed a bad feeling. It shouldn't be too far away from the nine stars that the ghost emperor said, maybe in a few months.

But she couldn't determine the exact time.

...

Walking alone on the coast, the sea breeze blows the broken hair on the forehead, brushes across the cheeks, and messes up the eyes.

Proud as a clean face, she sometimes feels frustrated, confused and at a loss. Now there are two ancient fragments left. She almost ran all over the entire Misty Sky without finding a trace of it, as if it did not exist.

In whose hands did it fall?
Who has the ability to hide it so well?
Linyuan?Castle Peak-kun?Or someone else.

"My lord, it's not good. Something happened to the Songcheng brothers, and I'm in a hurry to see you!" A guard appeared around and hurriedly reported.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyan instantly had a bad premonition, and couldn't help asking: "Where is it?"

"In the Promise Palace."

She didn't say much, and ran away like a gust of wind, her figure quickly disappeared by the beach, and not long after, she appeared at the gate of Wuji Palace.

From a distance, she saw a figure kneeling on the square outside the Hall of Swaggering, his back straightened with blood all over his body, and Fu Shu and Nuan Zhi beside him didn't dare to persuade him.

It was Song Cheng, Feng Qingyan recognized that person.

But what happened?
Suddenly, she noticed a dead body lying beside Song Cheng, and her heart sank.

"Song Cheng, Sister Yan is here..." Nuan Zhi reminded her in a low voice, and Song Cheng cheered up instantly.

As soon as he turned his head, he really saw a familiar figure at the gate of Wuji Palace, looking at them.

"Lord City Lord..."

He called out, and his eyes were a little wet.

Feng Qingyan walked over in silence, and soon came to them, her eyes swept over the corpses on the ground.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"My lord, they are dead, they...they are all dead!" His mood sank to the bottom bit by bit, his chest was so constricted that he could hardly breathe, Song Cheng raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed at the thing on the ground. A dead body, telling the truth that made him collapse.

The tears in his eyes rolled down uncontrollably like a bank bursting. This man who had been insisting not to shed tears, finally broke down and burst into tears at this moment.

The corpse was covered with blood, the original appearance could not be seen clearly for a long time, but Feng Qingyan could recognize that it was Da Zhuang.

But why them?

What about the others?

"My lord..." Song Cheng knelt on the ground, tugging at the hem of her skirt, crying wildly, but couldn't say a word, his voice seemed to be hoarse.

Without his parents, without his brother, the only person in the world who has the closest relationship with him is Feng Qingyan.

Later, Feng Qingyan found out about them.

(End of this chapter)