The official residence of the Sanctioner.

The corridor was empty, except for the hollow and rhythmic knocking sound of the servant using a push broom to wash the wall, and there was silence.

The sound of the soles of the guards' boots as they walked and the monotonous sound of their robes rubbing together deepened the silence.

Holding the colorful doves in his hands, he slowly walked into the inner hall.

A solitary palace lantern in front of the eucalyptus released a faint light, and the dim yellow color shone on Yue Jiuling's face, making her look increasingly wrinkled and aged.

Yue Ya felt secretly sad after seeing this. Her grandmother has not yet eased her pain from the defeat ten days ago.

It has only been a short time since he took office as the dictator of Qiqianli, and his once high-spirited grandmother has already become much older.

The instigator was Gu Changan, that Han slave from the Central Plains!

Seeing the pigeon, Yue Jiuling said in an old and gloomy voice:

"Submit."

"Yes." The guard took off the letter paper tied to the pigeon's leg and placed it on the bookcase.

When Yue Jiuling opened the page and browsed it, her eyes suddenly shrank. The picture on the letter paper was a throne in the abyss.

Handwritten by the God of Heaven!

"Luck, luck..." She murmured to herself, her eyes full of panic and her fingers trembling.

Yue Ya nodded her toes and looked at the contents of the letter.

[According to the observation from the star observatory, there are fortune fluctuations in the Seven Thousand Miles Territory. Please reply to Yue Aiqing.]

The atmosphere was almost frozen.

Yue Ya's face was pale, it must have been the expansion of half a mile of territory by the banner, which caused a weak ripple in the fortune of the Holy City's abyss.

"What...what should I do?" Her scalp was numb and she couldn't imagine the consequences of being exposed.

"The fire pit dug by old man Zhelan!"

Yue Jiuling lost control of her emotions and yelled hysterically.

His silver hair was disheveled. He kicked the book and ink on the inkstone all over the floor.

Bang!

"It's too late to regret!!" Yue Jiuling smashed the palace lantern and tore the book into pieces, looking like a crazy lioness.

"Grandma, grandma, will the central government send someone to investigate secretly?" Yue Ya was in a state of confusion, with a face full of anxiety.

After Yue Jiuling vented her emotions, she sat slumped on the chair and said with hollow eyes:

"Won't."

"If I want to make a secret visit, His Majesty the God of Heaven will not ask me."

"I have to give an explanation."

She calmed down and paced back and forth in the hall, her hair disheveled covering her face, like an old ghost.

"Yue Jia Yue is invincible. He is an outstanding person. Recently, he has gone crazy in his practice and disrupted the fate of the empire. Please forgive me."

"When Invincible succeeds in his cultivation, he will surely sweep across the Eastern Territory for the empire, conquer all directions, and defend the glory of the empire."

"That's how you reply."

The nine-month-old boy with bulging brown eyes was extremely excited.

"Grandma, you are bullying...you are bullying the king." Yue Ya shuddered, her voice full of fear.

Snap!

In the dim hall, the old woman slapped her so hard that her arms trembled.

"Are there any options?" Yue Jiuling's eyes were scarlet and she shouted loudly.

Yue Ya covered her cheek, a few drops of blood flowed from her red lips, she lowered her head and remained silent.

Yes, there is no choice.

To deceive the king is to punish the Nine Clan, and to expose the Gucheng is to punish the Nine Clan. If the Gucheng is exposed, the Yuezhi Clan will have no way to survive now.

There is still room for redemption for the crime of deceiving the emperor.

As long as Gu Changan dies, he can make up the story that Yue Wudi died after being possessed by a demon.

The heavy chains that bound him could fall off easily only by solving the root cause of Gu Changan.

"Draft the text and spread it to the Holy City overnight!" Yue Jiuling was very decisive. She had to tell this big lie.

From the moment she took over the mess, she had no way out.

She wished she could catch the culprit, rub Gu Changan to pieces, and crush him to pieces!

…

Chang'an.

Manna Hall.

The breathtakingly beautiful empress was dressed in a simple phoenix skirt, leaning on the royal eucalyptus to handle government affairs. The cold wind outside the window blew her black hair on the temples, and her exquisite face was full of exhaustion.

A gentle woman walked into the palace, it was Pei Jingshu who was Pei Daizhao, and she was also the empress' confidant.

Basically, the configuration of Empress Zetian and Shangguan Wan'er is followed. After all, the empress needs to be a close emissary, and only a woman with both talent and intelligence is suitable for this position.

"Your Majesty, Western Shu was defeated, and the coalition forces of Zhao and Beiliang also suffered heavy losses."

Pei Jingshu handed over a stack of documents.

"Yeah." Li Wan's eyelashes trembled, and he resumed his review of government affairs.

"The barbarians swallowed up thousands of miles of territory in Shenzhou." Pei Jingshu pursed her lips and spoke in a low voice.

In fact, the outcome of this barbarian invasion of Western Shu was already decided before it started.

The disparity is too great.

Although Zhao Guo and Beiliang supported nearly 100,000 elites, they still could not change the situation of the war.

The barbarians encroached on the territory of Western Shu, and their ambitions were directed towards the hinterland of the Central Plains.

"There's more." The empress said expressionlessly.

Pei Jingshu reported the rest of the information, and only at the end did she relay a small incident.

"The Barbarian Yuezhi family has a martial arts prodigy named Yue Wudi, who can stir up the fate of the abyss and cause an uproar in the Holy City."

"The fate of the country..." The empress' expression was dark.

The law of heaven took care of it, and in just a few decades, the alien races on the border developed into a behemoth, overwhelming the Divine Continent.

Outstanding people sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, but those who made great achievements in China were either assassinated by barbarians or lost themselves in the struggle for power.

Pei Jingshu was speechless and quietly exited the palace.

The great China has accumulated the rise and fall of honor and disgrace for thousands of years. Thinking back to the time when the Three Kingdoms were also fighting for hegemony to split the Divine Continent, not to mention crushing foreigners, they could do whatever they wanted.

But now the sky has changed dramatically, destiny has come to the barbarians, and the dignified Shenzhou has been treated as less important than the aliens.

I am ashamed of my ancestors!

I am ashamed of those emperors and generals who opened up new territories in the glorious history!

"The nation needs heroes."

This is almost the consensus of the seven kingdoms.

There is a great need for a heroic legend who can turn the tide and hold up the sky with one arm to gather the confidence of the common people.

A lightly turned page in the history book reveals the magnificent life of a hero. There are many heroes in China who cannot leave a single stroke in the history books.

But in the darkest and most chaotic contemporary era, what is missing are heroes who tenaciously light up the torch in the darkness. Only the strongest spiritual belief can infect China, which is facing collapse.

Only the descendants of Yan and Huang are tied together and can fight fearlessly no matter how terrifying the barbarian empire is.

In an era when everyone is in danger and when faith has collapsed, where can the heroes come from?

…

In the Gobi Desert, you can vaguely see the Mobei Grassland in the distance.

The flag was flying high, and Zhe Lansu was getting closer to his territory.

But at this moment, he was sitting in the chariot with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

"It's a happy funeral, old witch, I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Zhe Lansu crushed the secret letter, and fear gradually swept through his internal organs.

I deceived you.

He didn't expect that the old witch would dare to deceive His Majesty the God of Heaven like this.

The lid was getting tighter and tighter, making it look airtight.

But once it explodes, it will swallow up everything!

"If we can't destroy the lonely city, you and I are going to gather in the underworld."

Zhe Lansu's face looked like rusty iron, gloomy and cold.

…
Chapter completed!