Chapter 910.

Between the Spirit Dragon’s open upper and lower fangs, a purple dense air mass slowly condensed, like a pearl in a dragon’s mouth.

The purple gas became more and more dense, and the air mass gradually solidified and compressed, turning into a substantial, pigeon egg-sized purple pearl.

The purple qi that had gathered in the surrounding void disappeared, and the Spirit Dragon, holding in its mouth the purple pearl that had condensed the last of the Great Feng Dynasty’s qi, turned its head to look at Huai Qing on the shore.

“Phew …….”

Snorting, it spat the beads towards Huaiqing’s brow, and with a flash of purple light, the purple beads dispersed on Huaiqing’s brow, staining her pupils and pale skin purple.

After a few seconds, the purple light faded.

“Great!”

Huaiqing nodded slightly, whisked his sleeve and turned around, traveling in the direction of the palace.

“Ow …….”

The Spirit Dragon’s black button-like eyes looked at Huaiqing’s back and let out a mournful cry.

Huaiqing’s heart is cold and hard, did not turn back, nor did she stop her steps, she returned to the imperial study, sat down to the back of the large case spread with yellow silk, and faintly said:

“Stand down!”

The eunuchs and palace maids standing in the hall bowed and exited one after another.

After the people left the light, Huaiqing spread out the letter paper, pinched the sleeve robe, personally grinding, lifting the pen and dipping it into the ink, then writing on the paper:

“Ning Yan:”

The two words were written, and the pen was half put up, and the heart was full of a thousand words, but I did not know how to tell them.

She pondered for a long time before finally putting pen to paper again:

“The people who gave birth to me are not happy with me, and the clan hates me for going against the grain and claiming the title of Emperor in a woman’s body. However, I have never been ashamed of my ancestors and heaven and earth, and I have never been ashamed of my relatives, and I have been open and honest.

“Thinking about what is in my heart, I only wish to talk to you about it.

“I read the holy books and practiced martial arts hard, only because when I was young, Tai Fu in the school one sentence “a woman without talent is virtue”, I have always been strong and aggressive, that is, with the fight between Linan, never give in to the words of Tai Fu, the heart is unconvinced.

“Who says women are inferior to men? Who says a woman should be born to embroider in her bedroom? I want to be a talented woman who is famous in the capital, and I want to write books and histories to prove to the world that all men are dung.

“Gradually older, when the youthful spirit of the time to fade in the time, but ten years of hard reading, full of experience, also want to follow the Confucian saint to teach the world, follow the saint of the sect, follow the emperor Gaozu to make some great achievements.

“Why the woman’s body is firmly bound to me, I had to hold back, delayed not want to get married, secretly concerned about the political cultivation of close friends, before I met you, I often think, a few more years, boiled down no intention, will also be married.

“At first, you were treated with much favor out of admiration and cultivation, because you fought with Lin An, but also just out of habit and overbearing personality.

“Later on the Qing gradually admired, can not help themselves, but still unwilling to face the heart, unwilling to lose, stubbornly told himself, I want a lifetime of a pair of people, never with other women to serve a husband.

“I do not expect to end up being Lin’an this dead girl first, privately not less angry for this, hate the house to fix the Chen Tai Fei. These feelings I have not declared in the past, now I am not afraid to tell you.

“Although you and I do not have the name of husband and wife, we have the reality of husband and wife, and we have no regrets in this life.

“The Witch God has come out, the nine states are in danger, when the Dafeng survives or dies, I, as the king of a country, must assume the responsibility, the son of heaven guards the gate of the country, the king dies for the gods of the earth and grain, and it is right to do so.

“I share this world with you.

“I have never been capricious in my life, and this is the only time and the last time.

“When you have pacified the catastrophe, the four seas are in good health, the spring festival do not forget to tell, I also smile in the nine springs.

“Huaiqing’s last words!”

………..

The land bordering Yuzhou and Jianzhou.

The sky was flooded with rolling black clouds, obscuring the blue sky and the rising sun, the world seemed to be divided into two halves, one side was gloomy and horrible, with an endless army of walking corpses coming in like a tidal wave; on the other side, the sun shone brightly, and the hills were filled with crowds of people fleeing in haste.

They were like a group of mole crickets that had lost their main backbone, although their numbers were large, they were scattered and disorganized, and they only knew how to panic and flee for their lives.

At the junction of light and darkness, an army of one hundred men escorting the people was covered by shadows, and in the next moment, the soldiers and the people, including the warhorses on their hips, stiffened in unison, and then, with their eyes rolled over, and their expressions numb, the men and the beasts became part of the wave of corpses.

“Help, help …….”

The front a physical exhaustion of some of the people see the situation, scared of the liver and gall, while shrill howling, while stimulating the potential to continue to flee.

But soon, they stopped howling, and their expressions became stiff and numb.

They too became part of the tide of corpses, and with the black cloud, pushed forward.

More and more people were transformed into walking corpses, losing their lives without any resistance, and under the Supremes, there was no intrinsic difference between a human and an ant.

Chu Yuanjian stepped on the flying sword, his heart flooded with unspeakable sadness and pain, and these emotions almost engulfed him.

Not long ago, when the Sorcerer God came out and swept through the Central Plains, he watched as an army was devoured and a procession of people was transformed into walking corpses.

The fleeing formation was instantly disrupted until it became the scene it is today, filled with people, disorganized, aimless and panicked.

And this is also happening in other parts of the tri-state immediately adjacent to the Northeast.

In front of this catastrophe, the wave of corpses that Chu Yuanjian saw in front of him was only a part of it.

The three states of Xiangjing and Henan are finished, tens of millions of people annihilated in this holocaust that has swallowed up the Central Plains, behind which is Jianzhou, and after Jianzhou is Jiangzhou, as well as the capital.

No war has ever been so terrible, even the Battle of Shanhaiguan back in the day, with only one or two million dead and wounded.

Witnessing such a catastrophe was brutal for him.

Maybe ten or twenty years from now, sometime in a midnight dream, he’ll be awakened by this disaster.

At that moment, Chu Yuanjian’s gaze stared and was attracted by a pair of mothers and daughters in the distance, who were at the junction of the light and dark realms, with the infinitely expanding rolling black clouds behind them.

The little girl fell.

“Mother, I can’t run anymore …….”

The seven or eight year old girl was sweaty, with locks of her yellowish hair sticking to her face and her lips dry and cracked.

She stumbled as she ran with blisters worn on her tiny feet, and her father, who was carrying her on his back, witnessed the gruesome deaths of those in the rear before abandoning them, mother and daughter, and fleeing for his life on his own.

The young mother in cloth still had strength, but not enough to carry her little girl for her life, and she held her young daughter in her arms, saying over and over again:

“Mother stay with you, mother stay with you …….”

She was trembling with fear and her face was pale, but her arms around her daughter were incredibly firm.

“Mother, why doesn’t Father want us anymore.”

Sorrow passed over the mother’s face:

“Because the monsters are coming and Dad can’t protect us.”

The expression on the little girl’s face was different from her mother’s; there was hope and certainty in her face, and she said crisply:

“Xu Yinluo will protect us.”

Children who have been to restaurants and teahouses, watched shadow plays, and listened to stories told by travelers know Xu Yinluo.

He is a great hero who protects the people.

At that moment, Chu Yuanjian sank down with his sword, grabbed the young mother’s arm, and took the mother and daughter up into the sky together, then violently turned around and swept towards the back.

The Sorcerer God didn’t intervene, probably because a mole like this didn’t deserve His attention.

“Thank you, warrior, for saving my life.”

The young mother came back from the dead, hugged her daughter tightly with tears on her face and kept thanking her.

It’s just that she was speaking in dialect, Chu Yuanzhuan couldn’t understand her and could only mean it.

“Are you Xu Yinluo?”

The little girl blinked with anticipation.

Chu Yuanzhan opened his mouth and said:

“It’s me.”

The little girl’s face, streaked with stains and sweat, broke into an excited, bright smile, like hope for the end of days.

Whew ……. Chu Yuanjian exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, as if he had also gained solace for his soul, and he sent the mother and daughter on a journey with his imperial sword to ensure that they were safe enough.

The speed of the Witch God’s advancement was extremely fast in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of transcendental masters, it was actually slow, because He was not advancing meaninglessly, but rather, He was bit by bit nibbling away at the territories of Jing, Xiang, and Yu states, refining the mountain and river seals.

When the Seal of the Mountain and the River is refined, the land of the three states will be His.

Subsequently, as long as the Great Founder destroyed the country, he could absorb the qi fortune that had overflowed in the heavens and earth, accommodate the Mountain River Seal, and make the final competition with the Buddha and the two ancient gods and devils.

Sighting the backs of the mother and daughter fleeing, Chu Yuanjian withdrew his gaze, then with a movement in his heart, he turned to look and saw the empress who was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, standing with her hands behind her back.

“Your Majesty?”

This caused Chu Yuanjian to be taken aback, not realizing that Huaiqing would personally go to the front line.

“At this rate, after three days, it will arrive at the capital, right?”

Huaiqing’s tone was incredibly calm at the moment, “After three days, Leizhou will more than likely be defeated as well.”

Chu Scholar’s face was filled with bitterness.

From Leizhou to the capital, from the northeast to the capital, I don’t know how many living beings have gone up in smoke along the way.

Wyking continued:

“The status of the war overseas is unknown, and he is our last hope, so stalling for time and waiting for him to return is the only option for Da Bong.

“Brother Chu, what do you think?”

Chu Yuanjian let out a “hmm”, but how to delay the Witch God? Unless there was another half-step Martial God in the world.

Huaiqing spread a smile:

“Good, we’re in agreement.”

She took out a letter from her bosom, as well as two items, and taught them to Chu Yuanjian’s hands.

Chu Yuanjian looked down, and there was a piece of buttered jade seal with a missing corner, a dried and crushed lotus petal.

“Give them to Xu Ningyan for me.” Huaiqing whispered.

Chu Yuanjian first froze, staring carefully at the empress’s stunningly beautiful side face, and then he read the empress’s determination.

“No, no, Your Majesty, you shouldn’t be impulsive ……..”

Before Chu Yuanjian could finish his words, he was pushed away by a wave of violence that was the strongest of the strongest of the strongest.

Huai Qing stood proudly, his body rushing up with brilliant golden light, which condensed into a dragon shadow with teeth and claws, sending out a silent roar towards the distant Witch God.

The rolling and surging black clouds in the distance stopped, and then a blurry face peeked out from the black clouds, hundreds of feet away, and locked eyes with the Golden Dragon and Huaiqing.

Huaiqing’s voice was clear and resonant:

“I am the king of Dafeng, I shall guard the gates of the country and protect the gods of the earth and grain, and today, with 20% of the country’s fortune, I am blocking the Witch God at the border of Jianzhou. Chu Yuanzhuan, withdraw quickly and do not disobey.”

She announced her decision as if she were reading an imperial decree.

The blurred face shrank back into the clouds, and the next moment, rolling black clouds came surging in, carrying a greatness that Peimo could not overcome, like the sky pouring down, like a mountain crumbling.

Chu Yuanzhan’s eyes instantly reddened.

He was about to bow and take orders when he suddenly heard a voice gently say:

“I have an objection!”

Chu Yuanzhan and Huaiqing turned their heads at the same time, only to see clear light rising between them and Zhao Shou’s figure appearing.

“Dean?”

Chu Yuanjian froze, then a look of ecstasy welled up, he couldn’t take Huaiqing away, but Zhao Shou could.

“Your Majesty, I’ll do it!”

Zhao Shou wore a smile on his face, “The Lord insulted me and I died, but before I die, how can I let His Majesty go and throw his head into the blood?”

Not waiting for Huaiqing to refuse, he chanted:

“Freeze!”

Huaiqing really froze in place and had trouble moving.

Zhao Shou glanced at the raging black clouds and laughed:

“His Majesty said that the Son of Heaven guards the gates of the country, and the King dies for the gods. But Xu Ningyan also said that he would set up the heart for heaven and earth, set up the lives of the people, follow the great learning of the past saints, and open up peace for all generations.

“I think that what Xu Yinluo said is what a scholar should do.

“What does Your Majesty think?”

Huaiqing didn’t reply, a flash of sadness in his eyes.

With a gentle wave of Zhao Shou’s hand, the scarlet robe on his body automatically detached itself and folded itself neatly, floating in the air.

“Alas, this official hasn’t done enough.”

This great Confucian fondly touched the official robe, then waved his hand, letting it fall in front of Chu Yuanjian.

He concluded:

“Your Majesty, at the end of the Great Zhou, the great scholar Qian Zhong crashed his body to destroy the Great Zhou’s national fortune, which led to the six hundred years of Dafeng’s kingdom.

“Today, I, Zhao Shou, follow the example of my predecessors, hoping to also give the Great Feng another six hundred years of prosperity.

“Your Majesty, the readers of the Cloud Deer Academy have been blameless to the people and the gods of the earth since ancient times, so don’t let what happened two hundred years ago when they fought over the state capital repeat itself again.”

He turned toward Huaiqing and made a solemn bow.

Upon learning that the God of Witchcraft had come into existence, he decided to follow the example of his forefathers and die a martyr’s death.

The “matter” that he transmitted to the Transcendents was to ask them to defend Leizhou to the death.

Zhao Shou corrected the Yasheng Confucian Crown on top of his head, and with a flash of clear light in his hand, the carving knife manifested; the Witch God was already approaching, and the gusty wind blew his beard and hair, but it could not disrupt his determined expression.

When his life came to an end, the great scholar remembered the crippled teacher of many years ago, who, despite his hatred of the imperial system, still emphasized “the gods of earth and grain” and “the people” as the first thing he emphasized when teaching his students.

In his ears, it seemed as if the voice of the cripple came again, “Do not say that the Confucian crown is wrong, poetry and books are not a burden to the people; to reach the world and meet the world, but to be poor is good.”

The pages burned, and Zhao Shou shouted, “Please Ru Sheng!”

In a flash, the clear air is full of dryness!

Between the sky and the earth, a pair of unadulterated eyes manifested, and with this as the core, a hundred-foot figure wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown emerged, in a half-illusory and half-consolidated state.

He put one hand behind his back and one hand between the small of his back, making a gesture of gazing into the distance.

The Confucian Sage Ying Soul looked back and beckoned towards the golden dragon.

The golden dragon roared as it broke away from the empress and slammed into the Confucian Sage with its teeth and claws open, whereupon the unadulterated eyes blossomed with a golden light.

The vast and righteous qi spread over the sky, filling every space.

At this moment, the Confucian saint seemed to have returned.

The churning black clouds appeared visibly stagnant, not knowing whether it was scorn or a recollection of the fear of being suppressed by the Confucian Sage.

Zhao Shou rose up against the wind, carrying 20% of the country’s fortune and the soul of the Confucian Sage, and crashed into the black clouds that covered the sky.

………

On November 3rd of the first year of Huaiqing, Zhao Shou retreated from the Witch God at the border of Jianzhou and was martyred!

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