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68. Chapter 68 Stormy Storm 8

In the midst of this crazy laughter, Dongfang Liyuan struck him with a palm.

The laughter stopped suddenly, and a mouthful of black blood spat out. From then on, there was no longer Dongfang Chen in the Dongyuan Kingdom.

Swinging his sleeves vigorously, Dongfang Liyuan turned around and strode out without even looking at his body.

The thick smell of blood permeated the entire palace, countless figures flashed through the darkness, and corpses one after another were quietly disposed of cleanly.

The fire in the Prince's Palace was finally going to burn out, the smoke filled the air, and the fire gradually became smaller.

Just around the dancing firelight, countless corpses were piled up, and blood flowed into rivers. It was a bit more terrifying than a mass grave.

Thousands of people fought to the death, and in the end, only thirty people from Dongfang Liyuan were left, and the elite troops trained by Dongfang Chen all died with them.

Looking at the thirty subordinates who were covered in blood but stood erect, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Dongfang Liyuan's eyes.

As expected of a person trained by Chu Yun, 500 people could fight against thousands of people trained by Dongfang Chen, and thirty of them could survive, which was great.

but--

The light in his eyes suddenly changed, and Dongfang Liyuan quickly looked around. Except for these thirty people, there was no life here.

What about her?

Is it among these piles of corpses?

"Where is the princess?" His face instantly turned cold, and he was as calm as ever, but his voice had an almost inaudible tremor.

"I don't know." Thirty people answered in unison.

They only cared about dealing with the enemy and had no thoughts about the princess.

"If you want to see a corpse, find it for me." Dongfang Liyuan's deep eyes instantly turned red. With an order, he took the lead in walking among the countless corpses, opening them one by one to look for Le Sang's figure.

The thirty people who were seriously injured looked at each other in shock when they heard this. In the end, they didn't say anything more and started looking for the corpses one by one.

The night is as dark as ink, but the fire here is bright and enchanting.

Dongfang Liyuan's heart trembled every time he opened a corpse. Until later, he looked extremely panicked.

"Master, she is already dead. What's the use of finding her body again." Chu Yun, dressed in blood, suddenly walked over from a distance. There were actually more than 300 elite soldiers behind him under his leadership.

Dongfang Liyuan's movement to find someone suddenly froze, and his blood-red eyes suddenly looked at him: "I will look for you as soon as I say. If you dare to say anything disrespectful to the princess again, believe it or not, I will kill you right now."

It was a dark night and there was no wind, but every strand of his hair was blown up.

"Chu Yun has nothing to say for dying at the hands of His Highness Prince Ning, but for the princess to die in the hands of these insignificant people, it is really not worthy of Your Highness." Chu Yun's face was expressionless, but his words were to the point.

Dongfang Liyuan's anger was like a prairie fire in an instant. He grabbed hold of the air with his fingers, and a strong force directly pulled Chu Yun in front of him. His cold fingers clasped Chu Yun's neck. He said in a deep voice: "You really deserve to be my king."

Don’t I dare to kill you?”

The air suddenly solidified, and the eyes of everyone on this side fell on the two people. One was His Highness Prince Ning, and the other was a person who was loyal to His Highness Prince Ning.

Now for the princess...

"Chu Yun didn't dare to have such thoughts, but Chu Yun didn't think he was guilty." Although Chu Yun was choked and his face turned red, his words did not falter at all.
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