Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 262 [I want her, not Jiangshan]

The wind was surging, the thunder was thunderous, the sound of fighting was deafening, and the overwhelming murderous aura permeated the sky over the entire imperial palace. The people in the capital fled and hid, fearing that it would harm the fish in the pond.

Jinnan King's ghost army was unstoppable, and a fight was imminent. The ghost army waved their sharp knives and went straight to the Xuanwu Gate.

On the city, Xuanyuan Hechen was waiting in battle, ordering thousands of troops to rush into the imperial city.

Under the city, Jinnan Wang sat on the chariot of the ghost king, commanding the ghost army to break through the city gate like a god.

The rain of arrows flew towards the city gate at a high speed, and those sons who had fought with him died in the hands of the ghost army. Xuanyuan Jiaye looked at the slightly familiar faces and slowly closed his eyes.

People have their own destiny, different ways do not seek each other, life and death are always different.

"Destroy the Xuanwu Gate at all costs."

He stood on the arrogant chariot with his hands behind his back, pointing at the mountains and rivers, and commanding with a posture overlooking the mountains and rivers.

The ghost soldiers were all well-trained, and they responded in unison: "I swear to the death to complete the order!"

When the mighty army fought together, Xuanyuan Jiaye flew up in vain, headed towards Xuanwumen City, and stood in front of Xuanyuan Hechen in an instant.

The surrounding groups of soldiers who had fought under his command all stopped. They looked at the former marshal in front of them, and they couldn't do anything.

"This king once fought side by side with you. For the sake of the past, this king will not make things difficult for you. You have your mission. This king also has things to do. Even if you are fighting against this king today It should be, if there is a chance, this king is willing to fight with you all over the world."

The man stared at the soldiers who followed him through life and death, his tone was calm, and his eyes gradually became cold.

After a while, some of the soldiers who rushed up to surround the city wall left, and then, one after another, they all left the battle circle of the two.

For the people they once regarded as gods, they could not take the knife to kill the enemy, and the worship in their hearts finally made them stop.

Xuanyuan Hechen looked at the soldiers who were slowly retreating down the city wall, and suddenly burst out laughing until tears flowed down his face.

"I have worked so hard for so many years and put in so much effort, but I still can't match your words. Sure enough, this is fate. You were born to be the proud son of that day."

Xuanyuan Hechen looked at his country in the distance, and suddenly felt very ironic.

Xuanyuan Jiaye didn't speak, but watched the two armies below the city fighting each other, corpses, limbs and bones all over the place, blood flowing like a river.

Xuanyuan Hechen suddenly smiled lowly at this moment, "You can't force this palace."

The man stared at him without opening his mouth.

"Because you have a weakness. In this dark royal family, once you have a weakness, you are doomed to be unable to turn over for the rest of your life." Xuanyuan Hechen's deep eyes had complicated expressions.

In fact, he also has weaknesses.

On the city gate, the two brothers stood facing each other, the bitter wind whizzed by, the man didn't speak until the blood had soaked the blue stone bricks in the palace.

"Just let them go." Xuanyuan Jiaye's black robe danced with the wind, "Whoever controls the ups and downs of this country, this king will not participate."

After the words fell, Xuanyuan Hechen looked back fiercely, and asked in disbelief: "You want them, not Jiangshan?"

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared under the city. The two brothers looked together, and then their eyes widened suddenly.

"Mother!"

"Ling'er!"

Under the city, Shen Qing led people to grab the injured Chen Lingling and Pang Qing, who couldn't open his eyes, and looked at the two brothers on the city wall in a gloomy manner.

"Jinnan King, are you trying to force the palace?" Shen Qing tugged at Chen Lingling's hair violently.

The injury on Chen Lingling's back hasn't healed yet, and the flesh hasn't even closed. When she pulled her head like this, her back felt a burning pain.

(End of this chapter)