The queen is so fierce

Chapter 78
The endless mountain range, like a green dragon, traverses directly behind Dalibianguan.The black fog hovered over the canyons, and hoarse roars could be heard from time to time, as if to vent the resentment that lasted through the ages.

Wanyao Mountain, a mountain range just behind the Dali Gate, is also the "Monster Suppression Altar" personally selected by the first-generation gate owner of Longyumen.

Ever since Qiu Xuanji blasphemed herself in front of Chu Shuwan that day, Chu Shuwan has been in a bad mood.

Especially after hearing that Jinger's side was still full of bad news, it was covered with a haze.

Dozens of Qingyunpao disciples floated cross-legged in the air, with long swords dancing around them, accompanied by the magic tricks in their hands, every time they shot a path of spiritual power at the black fog in the center, they would be accompanied by the roars of ghosts and monsters in the black fog.

"Ah...Ahh..."

Standing on the cliff, Chu Shuwan tightened her fox fur. It would still be somewhat cold at this solitary peak that plunged into the sea of ​​clouds at this altitude.

The little maid on the side saw the poor expression on the door owner's face, and hurriedly wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Chu Shuwan with her hand gestures.

The little maid hesitated for a while, but still said aloud: "Sect Master, why don't you go and rest, it's almost the end of this place..."

Chu Shuwan waved her hand indifferently, but her eyes did not leave the black fog in the air:

"At my level, theoretically, it's possible to go without sleep for a year... and I'm more aware of the bed, and I can't sleep unless I sleep in my bed."

As she said that, Chu Shuwan remembered the shabby but comfortable bed in her small attic.

It was Xu Shoujing's bed made of sandalwood when he was 13 years old, and it has been used by Chu Shuwan until now.

Thinking of Jing'er, the corners of Chu Shuwan's mouth twitched unconsciously, and she breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved, and said with a small smile:
"I've been busy for so long... I can finally go back..."

boom--

Before Chu Shuwan could finish her words, the black mist in mid-air trembled violently as if to deny her words.

"..." Chu Shuwan.

"..." The little maid.

The disciples who joined the practice beside the black mist retreated, and one of the disciples looked around. After obtaining agreement with his eyes, he withdrew from the team, and Yu Jian came to Chu Shuwan's side.

"What's the matter?" Chu Shuwan asked with a frown.

The disciple bowed his hands in a salute, his eyes panicked: "Go back to the sect master... I don't know. Everything went well, and the second suppression was about to be completed, but just now, for some unknown reason, those ghosts and demons began to charge with their lives just like the previous time... …”

Another fight with fate...

Chu Shuwan rubbed the corners of her brows with her slender hands, her face full of vexation.

In the final analysis, the demon-suppressing formation in Wanyao Mountain was unstable. The reason for this was that these ghosts and monsters were just in the maintenance period of the formation, and they rushed into the formation desperately.

The Demon Suppression Formation during the maintenance period was already weak, and the sword that served as the base of the formation was suddenly unable to transform spiritual power, and this was the result of this incident.

In other words, if these ghosts and monsters are not idle and have nothing to do, even if the big formation is in the maintenance period, even if the sword cannot be transformed into spiritual power, there will not be so many incidents in a short period of time.

As the head of a sect, Chu Shuwan can still see some details. The demonization of Longquan Town at the foot of Longyumen, she was forced to leave the sect because of the Wanyaoshan incident, and the mysterious man Jinger said. ...

No matter how you look at it, someone is deliberately targeting Longyumen.

Chu Shuwan had guesses in her heart, but the matter hadn't passed, so she couldn't calm down and investigate carefully. The method to suppress the demon for the second time was taught by Qiu Xuanji, and even if she was reluctant, she still had to find her.

"Give me the Longxun card." Chu Shuwan sighed and stretched out her hand to the little maid.

The little maid was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the Long Xun card from her collar and handed it to the sect master respectfully.

Chu Shuwan took the Longxun card and didn't care where the faint milky fragrance on it came from. After pondering for a while, she drew a flying phoenix with cyan spiritual power on the jade card. pattern.

Drop...drop...drop...

Even after calling several times, there was no sign of anyone answering, Chu Shuwan frowned:

"No? It shouldn't be..."

According to the temperament of her senior sister Chou, unless it is really a special situation, otherwise, under normal circumstances, she will not refuse to pick up the Dragon Xun card.

Is there anything that can make Empress Dali connect all the cards without emptying it?
Unless...she can't take care of herself.

Chu Shuwan froze in her heart, thinking of what happened to Longyumen during this period of time, and suddenly found that this did not seem to be a conspiracy purely against Longyumen, but a...

By the way... how is Jing'er?

She quickly erased Feifeng Zhanyi, and drew a lifelike picture of ink dragon lying in bed with extremely skilled strokes.

Drop...drop...drop...

neither take...

Chu Shuwan gritted her silver teeth, and after some choices, she made a decision in her heart.She turned her head and commanded:
"I'll go back to the door. When I'm not here, I have to stand up to the big formation no matter what, and don't let ghosts and demons be born."

The voice fell, and before the disciple could react, the body lingered with cyan spiritual power, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a star on the edge of the sky and flew away.

"?"

The Qingyunpao disciples were all dumbfounded. They looked back at the ghosts and demons that were about to emerge from the black fog, and said in a daze:
"Stand up... Seriously?"

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Dali Imperial Capital, Zimo City.

The four spirit beasts led directly to the avenue of the majestic imperial city, covered with goose down-like snow, and a thin layer of smoothie formed on the lake of Mengjiang Pond.

thump—

thump—

The thick sound of the Mu Drum reverberated in the entire Zimo, and the goose feather heavy snow drifting slowly seemed to have deviated from the track due to the impact of the Mu Drum.

There was darkness outside the Golden Throne Hall. After the preparation of the army was completed, he reported to the leading general in a low voice.

Hundreds of civil and military officials stood in line in court uniforms, standing neatly on both sides, no matter what grade they were, they were all suppressed and breathless because of a certain news.

The Empress of Dali, Qiu Xuanji, was dressed in a red phoenix robe inlaid with gold and a phoenix crown on her head. She was sitting on the magnificent dragon chair like a lazy beauty, with jade hands on her cheeks. The domineering majesty that belongs to the emperor alone.

She pursed her red lips lightly, her cold phoenix eyes did not waver, and quietly listened to the report of the waiter below the hall.

The waiter knelt down on one knee and looked down at the ground, his voice almost trembling:
"[-] demonized people in Yunan, [-] in Beihan... [-] in the west, of which [-] demonized people in Beihan have already come to Zi Mo... It will only take a few days... to reach the outside of the city!"

boom--

The civil and military officials burst out with a coax, chattering, noisy and disorderly, not at all like they should have the self-restraint in their identities.

Nonsense... people are going to die, what's the use of self-cultivation.

Qiu Xuanji looked at the panicked appearance of the ministers, sighed softly, and tapped the armrest of the dragon chair a few times with her green fingers.

bang bang-

A very subtle voice, under the blessing of spiritual power, entered the ears of everyone in the courtroom, and they immediately quieted down.

Yu Nan... Jing'er...

Qiu Xuanji lowered her eyes and pondered. After a while, she said coldly:

"I passed my order, three thousand for the forbidden army and five thousand for the demon-suppressing division, respectively, to go to Xizhao and Yunan to rescue the local people, and set off immediately, and those who violate the order will be executed."

Swah——

The voice was cold and reverberated in the hall.

All the ministers were stunned...you took everyone away, so what should we do?
Beihan still has [-] to come over, did you really not hear?

In an instant, the group of ministers headed by Prime Minister Du hurriedly saluted to discourage:

"Sacred Lord! Absolutely not! Zi Mo is like the lifeline of Dali..."

Qiu Xuanji glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly:
"Zi Mo alone is enough, do you think I can't handle the mere [-] demonized people?"

"..." Prime Minister Du.

I really can't answer this... Maybe she will take off her hat, not to mention... She really has this strength.

Qiu Xuanji looked at the silent ministers, slowly got up, and said solemnly:

"Retreat."

After that, the wide cuffs danced along with Qiu Xuanji's turn, and the shock of this moment made the officials of the cultural relics silent.

They know that Qiu Xuanji's decision is never allowed to be questioned by others... It's just that Dali's day is about to change after all.

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Township Heavenly Prison.

The stone brick wall was engraved with dense runes, and there were several opened jars on the simple wooden table. The spicy smell revealed in it, just getting close to it, it made people's eyes sore.

A ragged, scarred man was chained to the wall, his arms outstretched, his feet off the ground, his head drooping feebly, his hair disheveled.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked towards the north.

With his vision, all he could see was a dark stone and brick wall, and nothing else, but he couldn't help but laugh like crazy:
"Ahahaha... It's here! It's finally here! Xu Shoujing, this king said... Huangjie, she is not suitable to be an emperor, and soon, she will realize this herself... Ahahahaha-"

Outside.

"--hahahahaha!"

The prisoners detained in the second and first levels were lying on the shabby straw mats and sleeping late when they suddenly heard this weird laughter coming from the deepest part of the prison, and they all sat up in shock.

A bald prisoner was stunned, looking at the rough man in the opposite compartment who was also awakened, his eyes full of inquiries.

The rough man noticed the blank gaze of the bald prisoner, and spread his hands, expressing that he did not know.

The bald prisoner glanced at the iron door in the deepest place again in astonishment, turned over and covered his ears at a comfortable angle.

As expected of the third-level area... That Daxian seems to be tortured and stupid...

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