Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 659 Burning the Kingdom of Jing
morning.

sunny.

The frost dissipated little by little.

The eldest prince Ujiri woke up, opened his eyes, and felt a little pain in his palms.

He woke up alone.

Inexplicably a little angry.

Although he doesn't have to be accompanied by a woman like his younger brother, but as a prince, it is impossible not to have a woman by his side.

But in this ghost place, there really isn't one.

The women here are so fierce that they will die.

He saw a woman, bit his slave to death, and was beaten to death.

His eyes were still wide open, terrifying to death.

Thinking about it, they are still the cutest girls who will faint if they take a few extra steps to attend a banquet.

He woke up, and under the service of his entourage, he washed up.

The hand is still a little uncomfortable, just a small wound, probably because the weather is too cold.

His hands were bound up.

The accompanying doctor also felt that there was no problem.

It's such a minor injury.

Those slaves had serious wounds everywhere, and they were all fine. They should still eat, drink, and work.

He lived in the palace.

It is also empty.

The entire palace was very lonely.

The center of the palace is a cliff, like a sword, which makes people uncomfortable.

The eldest prince wandered around several times.

Everything that could be found was searched.

But the results are poor.

I always feel that the king of this country is as simple as an ascetic.

Ujiri is different from his younger brothers. He is the most ambitious and must win.

He has a lot of supporters, he made a good start, but he didn't get a good card.

He finally decided to continue south.

If he didn't leave, those rich places in the south would be occupied by his younger brothers.

The eldest prince has a resolute and ruthless personality.

He said he left and he really left.

I don't want to stay long in such a grand palace.

Instead, the assembled army continued to move south.

There are still some remnants of this country, and they have been harassing them like wild dogs, which makes Ujiri very annoying.

The three princes of the Great Emperor's Kingdom each have their own characteristics.

The eldest prince Ujiri is the most powerful and fierce, full of strength, and extremely decisive in his actions.

The second prince is gentle and gentle, but actually he is scheming and the most vicious, making many people afraid.

The third prince Hughes can be said to be a lunatic, and he does not consider the consequences at all, but the third prince's mother family is powerful, so his attachment is actually the most.

In the morning, when the sun rises.

The eldest prince has already set off with the army.

There are also a group of slaves chained.

These slaves were not Jing people, but they had caught them from the beginning.

At first the First Prince couldn't tell the difference.

It was later discovered that as long as they were Jing people, no one was willing to live as a slave. After they were caught, they shouted the god of war in their mouths, and then committed suicide quickly.

The death was extremely tragic.

No matter how many times it is caught, it seems to be true of men, women and children.

This country seems very scary.

Fortunately, he came suddenly, with powerful firepower, and wiped them out mercilessly.

Now he was going to wipe out the last vestiges of this country as well.

He walked all the way and let people arrange all the way.

When leaving Jingcheng, the eldest prince threw a torch inward.

Then the flames burned one after another.

Slowly, the entire city, the entire grassland, and the entire forest became a sea of ​​flames.

The eldest prince led the army forward, and behind him was a raging fire.

He laughed.

The crackling sound can be heard from a distance.

If you can't get it, you will be destroyed.

Let those wild dogs dance and cry in the fire, the picture must be very beautiful.

Ujiri felt excited just thinking about it.

It seemed that there was a strong wind blowing in front of him, and it was a bit cold, but there was a heat wave coming from behind him, and the sea of ​​fire was raging.

He clenched his hands into fists excitedly, and his palms felt a little strange, but he didn't care about it at the moment.

The army continued to move south.

He is about to start a new journey.

In the col.

A group of people are ready to go.

They ate what little dry food they had.

The injured man re-bound the wound, as if he was bandaging something else, and stood up cheerfully.

He didn't care about the pain of Nabuler's flesh.

A new day has begun, and they are going to fight.

Not in vain.

The Jing people are like this, they are the people of the God of War.

There is nothing more honorable than dying on the battlefield.

Their lives are very hard, God of War will not let them die easily.

Otherwise, they would have died countless times.

The group of people came out of the col, and then they were stunned.

White smoke billowed in the distance.

The city they were familiar with, their familiar home, had become a sea of ​​flames.

The fire burned like a fairy dancing in the sky.

tall and bright.

It's a beautiful sight to say the least.

Really.

On the vast plain, a cluster of huge flames.

It's beautiful, it's beautiful.

The fire seemed to be burning between heaven and earth.

But all of them stood there with red eyes and tears running down their cheeks.

The fire was still far away from them, and the smoke couldn't reach them, but these men who didn't cry after their hands and feet were cut off were all crying at this moment.

Their home is gone, completely gone.

The grasslands are gone too, and the streams will be evaporated dry by such a big fire.

The people of Jing country would never use fire to fight by themselves.

But now, the fire ghosts have burned down their homes.

The young man withered wood and Changhe was also dumbfounded.

He stood there, muttering in his mouth, not even knowing what he was going to do next.

Ku Muchun looked at the fire, then turned to look at Emperor Jing.

The double pupil of Jing Huangyun's left eye at this moment has completely turned deep blood red.

One of his eyes was as red as a gem, and the inside seemed to be flowing with blood.

He did not cry.

He just said, "Let's get out of here, let's go."

He didn't say where.

In fact, he didn't know where to go.

He wants to leave first, to escape quickly.

Later, the fire will come over.

Fortunately, they have been more cautious and far away.

This fire will definitely cause them heavy losses.

There are fewer and fewer of them.

It might be the only one left.

The fire is burning.

They are running.

The tears on his face were dried by the fire, leaving tear stains.

While chasing and running in the fire, Jing Huangyun suddenly thought that this was the first time he saw Shenyou.

When she was a chubby little girl.

I saw a phoenix burning in the fire on her body.

He asked her if it hurt.

She nodded and shook her head.

Her face was so fat back then, she should have squeezed it.

It really hurts to be roasted by fire.

The hot breath behind them, together with the smoke, made their backs ache.

Burning pain.

Especially wounds.

They just keep running.

leave here.

At this moment, he really wished he could fly.

If it can fly away, will it fly away?

But what makes people desperate is that if they run forward, they will send themselves into the army of fire ghosts.

But if they don't run, they will be engulfed in flames.

The sea of ​​fire is surging.

Boundless.

He seemed to hear the sound of water.

Emperor Jing suddenly thought that when he was fetching water by the river that year, he saw the little fat man on the other side.

He ran desperately in that direction.

He didn't know how long he had been running, nor where the others had gone.

"Pfft..."

After sinking into the water, the sky and the earth became cool all of a sudden, and it was so cold that it made people dizzy...

The river is turbulent and rolls in small rolls.

(End of this chapter)