In fact, not only the Zhengdao side, but also the officials within the Demon Dynasty were confused. They didn't know what happened to the emperor. He didn't come out of the palace since he returned. From time to time, women's moans and cries could be heard in the room.
That night, three shabby corpses of young women were brought out of the palace. The chamberlains just cleaned up the palace quietly and numbly. They were already used to this.
The few remaining women waited on Yuan Zhong to take a bath, and when he felt completely comfortable, they stood in front of the table and painted. The person in the painting was none other than Mu Qianyu, whom he had caught a glimpse of during the day.
He has always been good at painting, but he always felt that his paintings didn't look like it, and he didn't know what was missing.
"Your Majesty's paintings are so beautiful. Are there really such beauties in this world?" A waitress who was polishing her ink said very wisely. She was the smartest and knew what this gentleman wanted to say at this moment.
"She looks better than this portrait." Yuan Zhong curled his lips coldly and said, "When I catch her, how about being your sister?"
"It's natural that Your Majesty likes that. I'm just afraid that if this sister comes, His Majesty will no longer have maids and others in his eyes." The maid said sadly.
Yuan Zhong's eyes were scornful: "When will you ever see a slave like you in my eyes? Get out of here."
"Yes...yes..." The waitress's face turned pale and she went down tremblingly.
Yuan Zhong felt even more bored when he saw this. A group of boneless women couldn't have any fun. He couldn't wait to capture the aloof queen.
"Send the order and dispatch the three armies early tomorrow morning to surround the city." He spoke wickedly, his cold voice extremely aggressive.
Mu Qianyu could sleep peacefully anywhere. He relaxed even more when he knew he couldn't deal with it. He only slept until he heard the rapid sound of war drums.
She opened her eyes slightly and looked outside. It was dawn, and her camp was full of righteous monks. After all, it was not an army, so there would be no war drums.
When the war drums sounded, there was only one possibility, and that was that the demon army was about to attack. She yawned and said in her heart that the demon army was stupid. Even the people of Xizhou could not cope with the Tianxing Dou Formation this week. They would attack in a short time.
Find a way?
She lazily got up, and when she got dressed and went out, she saw Zhengdao, led by the two masters and disciples of Tianji Holy Land, already in full formation.
And this time Mu Qianyu saw Yu Wenlin, the dean of White Deer Academy who was injured yesterday.
The moment Yu Wenlin saw Mu Qianyu's appearance, his sharp gaze almost stunned Mu Qianyu. He ignored the presence of many people and asked: "Mu Qianyu, have the few priests I sent to the sandbank to fetch mandala flowers died?"
Your hand?"
"Six people, five of them were killed by me, and one was killed by them." Mu Qianyu pointed at the demon army opposite, and said: "He is the one who is the strongest."
"You..." Yu Wenlin said angrily: "Even if you injured some of them, if you kill them, you will lose a few strong men to protect this continent, do you know?"
Mu Qianyu said in her heart, "Don't come here to slap me in a big way. How many good people can there be in your White Deer Academy?"
"They were the ones who made the first move. I can't help but feel ashamed. Not to mention the last time, I will kill you next time as well." Mu Qianyu answered frankly.
"You..." Yu Wenlin was so angry that her face turned red.
Si Qingyun, the Holy Master of Tianji Holy Land, quickly came out to smooth things over and said: "Brother Yuwen, Emperor, now that we are facing a formidable enemy, we must put aside the past and deal with the outside world together."
Yu Wenlin felt uncomfortable refuting Si Qingyun's face, so he snorted coldly and said nothing.
Mu Qianyu nodded slightly and said, "Senior Si is saying that this junior is too narrow-minded."
Although everyone heard her apology, they also knew who was being narrow-minded and clinging to the previous small festival at such a critical moment. It was really in vain for one of the three major forces to support justice and safeguard the way of heaven.
"Dong dong dong!"
The second round of war drums sounded below, and millions of densely packed demonic troops came out of the city and surrounded the area surrounded by huge jade tablets.
After all the demonic troops stopped walking and stood, a red carpet was rolled out from the city. This red carpet stretched for more than ten miles and was spread all the way to the bottom of the jade tablet.
Mu Qianyu stood on the city wall built last night and looked across the large light screen to the opposite side, thinking that this person's appearance was quite grand, even more grand than the appearance of Ying Yi's first emperor.
After the red carpet was laid out, eight maids in black walked out of the city carrying a chariot.
These maids were dressed in transparent black gauze, all with graceful figures. They stepped on the red carpet with bare feet. Their steps were as light as walking on the clouds, but they had walked more than ten miles in an instant.
There is no curtain around the chariot, and people can see the man sitting on it at a glance. This man is handsome, with a little cinnabar on his eyebrows and a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes. The whole person is charming and evil, making people afraid to approach him.
Most of the disciples of the Zhengdao sect are not unfamiliar with this face, because it was him who fought with Zixiao Daojun for three days and three nights, and finally ended in Daojun's defeat.
It can be said that when people see this handsome face now, their first reaction is to tremble rather than be amazed.
No matter how good-looking a person is, his heart will be black. Everyone has learned this.
But this was the first time she met Mu Qianyu, and her first feeling was that of danger. He had the strongest murderous aura she had ever seen.
Even though she had been used to a life full of blood for two lifetimes, she would instinctively feel a sense of crisis when she saw this person.
She didn't know if it was because Daoxuan mentioned Yingyi when he introduced this person, but she always felt that the two people had a similar aura, which was unfathomable.
Like Ying Yi, he has that irresistible strong aura, but the difference is that Ying Yi is calm and does not show his sharp edge, while this person is flamboyant and evil.
Yuan Zhong's evil gaze fell on Mu Qianyu's face, and a smile gradually appeared in his cold eyes. He said: "Your Majesty, I have admired your name for a long time." Mu Qianyu felt uncomfortable being looked at by him. If he could fight
She must kill him now, but the two armies should neither show cowardice nor be too irritable in front of the battle formation.
He could only calm down and said: "I am the lord of Dongzhou. There are many people who have looked up to me for a long time. Who are you?"
Yuan Zhong didn't expect that this little girl would dare to disobey him. His eyes stopped for a moment and then he smiled: "What a coincidence, I am the future lord of Dongzhou and also your husband."
The whole place was in an uproar when these words came out. This was not a conversational tone, it was flirting.
Mu Qianyu did not expect that this man could be so frivolous, and he was extremely angry but did not show it. Instead, he said: "There are many people who want to be my husband, and the most indispensable among them are those who daydream."
Yuan Zhong heard the sarcasm hidden in these words, and for a moment he didn't have anything to say. He couldn't speak to this girl?!