Chapter 8
After the baptism of night, the sky is getting brighter.

The sun rises in the east, and the rays of light are overwhelming.

Hanyue Qiongying turned over the high wall, and outside the courtyard was the forest of the back mountain.

Out of the woods is the street.

After walking for a long time, the street became wider and more crowded, and there was a stone tablet at the entrance of the street: East Street.

She walked aimlessly, looking at the unfamiliar environment, this is definitely not the imperial capital of Leng Yue Kingdom.

The streets are crisscrossed, full of people, shops are everywhere, there are many refining halls, weapon shops and mercenary groups.

There is also an auction hall, where all kinds of expensive alchemy, phantom beasts, magical weapons and slaves are auctioned.

Several prison cars wrapped in black cloth were parked on the side of the street. When the black cloth was lifted, there were several ragged slaves in the prison cars.

This kind of slave who has no illusion skills and no beauty can only be sold on the street as an animal.

Occasionally on the street, there are people wearing black cloaks and hats to cover their faces. These people are usually illusionists.

However, a small figure with such attire seemed a bit weird.

Hanyue Qiongying was walking on the street, listening to the voices of passers-by, this is not the Lengyue Kingdom, but the Jinli Kingdom, and the continent is called Xuantian Continent.

She may come to a strange continent, and her Lengyue Kingdom may no longer exist.

There is no land of hers, no subjects, no kingship.

As a king who was born in the royal power, conquered the mainland, and competed in the world, how could he tolerate bowing his head and proclaiming himself a vassal?
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(End of this chapter)

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