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Chapter 47: The Chrysanthemum Garden on Fire

Unexpectedly, Concubine Li was familiar with the road, and she wandered left and right among the flowers, and disappeared in a moment. Wushuang was trapped in the flowers and could not get out.

She suddenly thought of ancient formations. Could it be that she was trapped in a formation?

Just when I thought of this, I suddenly saw the flames in front of me soaring into the sky. It was the time when autumn was dry and everything was raging.

The fire took advantage of the wind and burned blazingly for a while.

"Come here, put out the fire, Juxiang Garden is on fire!" Someone shouted in a shocking voice.

Wushuang was so shocked that he no longer cared about any formation, tore off his belt, hooked on the highest branch, and swung up like an ape to get a bird's eye view.

In the billowing smoke, a black shadow hurriedly escaped. Wushuang sneered, let go of the branches, and rushed towards the black shadow.

The fire in Juxiang Garden is no small matter. Everyone knows that the emperor's most beloved woman lives here.

Once something happens here, a large number of people are likely to lose their lives.

Almost at the moment when Wushuang launched his attack, the neat iron-clad guards had surrounded the entire Juxiang Garden, and Dongfang Chen rushed over.

"Quickly put out the fire! If anything happens to Mrs. Dingguo, I want you all to be buried with her!" Dongfang Chen's roar sounded, and his angry and anxious face was particularly frightening in the firelight!

Wushuang grabbed the man in black's clothes with his left hand and asked in a deep voice: "Why set fire?"

Concubine Li's left shoulder was torn apart with a sound. She rolled around like a lazy ass, quickly took off her black clothes, threw them into the fire, and watched as it turned into ashes.

Then he turned around, with a desperate cold light in his eyes.

She raised her voice and shouted: "Come here, the Queen is setting fire, she is here!"

Wushuang was furious and twisted her wrist. There was a crunching sound and the sound of bones being dislocated.

Concubine Li's face was twisted in pain, and cold sweat broke out.

Wushuang wanted to break her neck, but he was afraid that she would die and he couldn't explain why. He fell into passivity again, so he choked her throat and said coldly: "I have no grudge against you, why should I frame you?"

I?"

Concubine Li didn't say a word, but stared at her fearlessly, with an expression that looked like she was begging for death.

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Chapter completed!
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