The great sage Chu walked a few steps forward and led the way in front of him. At this time, the surroundings of the secret passage were lit up, and palace lanterns were hung on the walls. The walls here were actually decorated, which was much more detailed than the place where they came in just now.
As the view widened, Zhilou saw a huge space similar to a hall, supported by uncorrupted stone pillars. Under the pillars, some women and children sat around and ate dry food. Their faces were very bad.
, pale, when he looked up at Zhilou, he seemed to be dead, dead, lifeless.
Zhilou also looked at them and knew that this was a sign of rare sunshine and weakness.
Some soldiers were polishing their weapons, and batches of monsters attacked, and their weapons were all curled.
When they saw Feng Zhilou, their eyes lit up instantly, but soon, they all drooped their heads again, as if they had lost confidence in the current situation.
Continue walking forward, Zhilou found that there were tens of thousands of people in such a space. After eating and drinking a day, they would consume a lot of monsters. Monsters are rampant in Wujing. Even if there is food here, they only eat but not plant it, which may be about a week.
It's exhausted.
"They..." Zhilou looked at Chu Dashanren and asked.
"Some are the people, some are from the palace." said the great sage man Chu.
"Why, I saw that there were people on the streets of Wujing, and there were some guards at the door of the queen, those people..."
"Those people betrayed the dynasty, they surrendered to the holy land, and those of us who refused to compromise lived underground."
The great charity Chu sighed and said that the people of the Chu family must not compromise with evil, and even if the last person is left, they will fight to the end.
"How is Xiaoyu?" His expression dimmed for a moment. He had been trapped below for several days. His granddaughter must have come to Wujing to find them.
"She is very good, just worried about you, where is Chu Yanyu? Is he here too?" Zhilou asked.
"No, after being summoned by the emperor, I stayed in the palace and was surrounded by monsters. I don't know his condition."
Although the charity Chu did not say that, Zhilou could imagine that Chu Yanyu was ambushed by a monster when she came to Wujing Imperial City to find his father.
Wujing, which once flourished, became a half-dead city. Those who compromised with the holy land must have lived a life of hiding but not speaking out, hiding at home every day.
Soon, Zhilou walked to a stone gate.
The great charity pushed open the stone door, Zhilou stepped in, his eyes touching a huge wooden bed, and a man in armor sat beside the bed, with his helmet on one side, and was lowering his head and cutting a piece of wood with a knife.
After the wood was sharpened, it stood aside casually. There were at least dozens of such wood beside him.
"Emperor..." Chu Da Merchant shouted softly.
The man did not look up, but whispered.
"Weapons are broken, and we can't deal with monsters anymore, and there are not many bows and arrows. We have to use these wood to set traps. We can persist for one day."
His tone was firm, but he was also very tired.
Who else could this be if this is not the Prince's Banquet?
Feng Zhilou stood only two meters away from Yan, his nose felt sore, and it was unbelievable. The man in front of him was still the man sitting upright in Wuyinxuan listening to her singing. It was even more difficult to believe that he was the Wu who ascended the throne of the emperor.
Emperor Jing, now he looks just a warrior, a dead soldier ready to fight the enemy for the last time.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
Zhilou called out habitually, and she only felt that this title was the real him.
With this soft call, Yan peeled the wood immediately stopped. He slowly raised his head and revealed a facial features that surprised Zhilou, a dark chin, a thin face, and his sunken eyes.
He looked at Zhilou for a long time.
"I am Feng Zhilou, I am..."
This kind of eyes made Feng Zhilou very uneasy. He wouldn't have regarded her as an enemy, right?
Just when Zhilou didn't know how to explain, Yan suddenly threw down the knife and wood and stood up, then took a big stroll and hugged Feng Zhilou in his arms, tightly.
"I knew you would come back, you will, Zhilou..."
Feng Zhilou was stunned for a moment. Yan's behavior was completely unexpected to her, and he actually recognized her.
"You, you, do you still know me?"
After saying this, Zhilou felt very stupid. If he hadn't recognized her, how could he pounce on her like this? But this hug...
She couldn't push him away. This hug represented too much. She was desperate and she was almost desperate.
Chu Da Merchant's eyes turned red and he sucked his nose.
"The emperor is Miss Fengqi. The women in the holy land are fake. We have hope."
After this sentence, Yan let Zhilou go. He took a step back and looked at Feng Zhilou again. Suddenly, Zhilou saw rolling tears in his eyes.
"You're really back?"
"I'm back, I'm back to attack Nerongzhi, but I want to know, why is Wu Jing like this?" Although Feng Zhilou didn't know how much chance of winning, she had decided to fight to the end.
After hearing this, Yan suddenly lowered her head and her voice became cold and bitter.
"The news of the death of the Dragon Emperor came from the holy land. The entire Wu Kyoto was in grief, and the same was true for the imperial city. Soon Nierongzhi became the new master of the holy land. He issued an order to ask me to recruit troops for him, and all the high-level warriors would
To serve the holy land, at the beginning, I agreed…”
Yan frowned. At that time, he still firmly believed that the Holy Land was just, but the recruited troops began to fight against innocent enemies and warriors who refused to support him ascend the throne.
"When I discovered that there was a relationship between the people from the Holy Land and the City of Nirang, I refused to send the warriors into the Holy Land again, and Nie Rongzhi's face was revealed. He threatened that if I refused to obey, I would let the monsters come out to attack Wujing."
"Nerongzhi is really crazy." Zhilou clenched his fists. Didn't that guy know? Even if the holy land is high and without the support of the people, it is just a decoration.
Yan raised his head and continued with a cold look.
"In the end, Nerongzhi and I had a showdown and asked him to stop his crazy behavior. That night, many people died in Wujing. Chu Dashan came to the palace to argue with me. I directly detained him because I knew that as long as he walked out of the palace, he
, I will surely die, I will preserve my strength and fight against the holy land."
After the banquet, the Grand Serious Man Chu nodded and continued.
"Yes, after I entered the palace, I had no way out. I could only build an underground passage in a hurry and bring everyone who could protect it here. It took several days to transfer all those who supported the imperial city to the underground.
After that, after Nerongzhi knew that Wu Jing was going to fight against the holy land, the monsters openly rampant."
"No wonder when I came back, I found that everything was different." Zhilou nodded.
After Nierongzhi ascended the throne of the Dragon Emperor, the first object to conquer was Wujing Imperial City. Only when Yan surrendered to him could other aristocratic families bow their heads, but he never expected that the iron-fisted means could not be allowed.
Yan lowered his head and instead publicly fought against him. There were six aristocratic families who had experienced so many grudges and grudges and joined forces to fight the enemy again.
Yan picked up the sharp wood on the ground and said coldly: "Even if we fight to the last person, we will not compromise."
"There won't be the last person left, because the Dragon Emperor is still alive."
After such a sentence, Yan's hand shook and the wood fell down. He looked at Feng Zhilou steadily. What was she talking about? As we all know, the Dragon Emperor was stripped of the dragon scales and was already dead.
"Dragon Emperor..."
"Yes, the Dragon Emperor is still alive, and my husband is here, he is in Wujing Imperial City, but now the other party's situation is not clear yet, so he can't act rashly."
“This is really great.”
For the first time, Yan felt the importance of Chu Moshang's existence. Thinking about the time, as their rivals in love, he had resented the Dragon Emperor in his heart for a long time. Now this hatred has long faded, and it is not that his love for this woman has decreased.
, but the situation forces him to worry more.
Her eyes fell on Feng Zhilou's cheek again. She was still so pure, pretty, and simple clothes could not block her confusing temperament. Unfortunately...
Yan took a deep breath and said that some things were destined to be unavailable for the rest of her life, so she could only sincerely wish her.
"Your Majesty, it's not good. A mechanism was broken by monsters, and a large number of monsters entered the underground secret room." A soldier ran in and reported.
"Damn it, I'll let the archers prepare." Chu Dashanren frowned.
But the soldier continued nervously.
"This time the monsters are different from before, and the bows and arrows cannot penetrate them."
"Can't you cum?" Chu Da Shanren was stunned.
Feng Zhilou understood that the group of monsters who died here before were ordinary monsters, but now the mutant monsters are attacking in.
"Don't confront the monsters head-on, let everyone back down."
"Back back?"
The great sage Chu was a little confused. Where can the soldiers retreat after retreating? If they retreat, they would expose women and children to monsters?
Yan's gloomy eyes slowly raised, and he said coldly.
"I will take the soldiers to fight against the monsters, whether it is life or death, it will be today."
After saying that, he took a step forward, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Feng Zhilou.
"I have an army that can deal with these monsters."
"You have?"
Prince Yan seemed to be a little confused. He looked behind Zhilou for a few glances, and there was nothing. Where did she come from? Even if there were really, she would quench her thirst?
Feng Zhilou knew what Yan and Chu Da Shanren were wondering. She smiled slightly, picked up the back of her hand, exposed the gem of color-seeing that was embedded in her skin, and whispered.
"My army is here, you all retreat!"
She jumped out. Although Zhilou could not really control the summoning technique and did not know what she would summon, she had to try it out to solve these people who were besieged by monsters.