Inside the City Lord's Mansion, the scene was a mess, and countless pools of scarlet blood splashed out seemed to have washed the ground of the City Lord's Mansion.
The broken humanoid bones, broken pieces of flesh mixed with blood, and armor and weapons, combined together, were still alive half an hour ago.
There were only a few gray stains left on the corpse of the monster that Mu Xueqing transformed into. The remains of the scorched corpse were as if they had been run over by wheels countless times, and were kneaded to a pulp and pulp. Crush.
Surrounding the bones, there were many corpses of monks from the City Lord's Mansion. The bones were scattered there in a mess, with no one picking them up. Occasionally, you can still see the unwilling eyes solidified on the intact heads. These people obviously dedicated their lives to the final tragic victory.
The few remaining monks were loudly assigned tasks by the grim-faced steward, and rushed towards several key positions of the guard formation in the mansion to strengthen their defense.
The lofty words of the city lord before had drifted away like the wind, and more and more demonic insects had begun to come around. Now everyone clearly realized that they were lucky to be able to defend the city lord's mansion.
The Lord of the City looked at everything in front of him sadly, thinking that he had done everything he could, and it all depended on the reaction of the Ashan Sect.
However, he also knew that now was not the time to express emotion. He still understood the principle that kindness does not control soldiers and emotions do not establish actions. What's more, he had already estimated the outcome, but he didn't expect that when it actually happened, it would be even more tragic than he expected.
The steward with a grimace came over and whispered: "Sir, it's time to enter the secret room."
The Lord of the City knew what he was trying to persuade. He shook his head and said, "If I were here, the City Lord's Mansion would not be so easily breached. Once I disappear, I'm afraid the City Lord's Mansion will not be able to defend it immediately."
"But" the steward with a grimace said eagerly, "Your Excellency, there is really no need to take risks yourself."
The Lord of the City gave a sad smile, like a hero at the end of his life: "Do you know what it means to take risks personally? When my ancestors came here, there was nothing but monsters. It was they who cut their way through the road, brick by stone. If such a huge Jixia City is erected, that would be called personal danger."
"At that time when the entire East China Sea was enfeoffed, it was my ancestors who took the lead in the charge, killed countless demons, and gained everyone's admiration. Only then did they become the masters of the Jixia under the recommendation of everyone. That is called taking risks personally."
"My ancestors worked hard and connected with all directions to make this Jixia city bigger and bigger. That would be called taking risks personally."
"And I" the Lord City Lord shook his head with a wry smile, and the pride on his face turned into bitterness due to the miserable state of the City Lord's Mansion in front of him: "I am just a bereaved dog, seeing that the family's foundation is almost no longer being preserved!"
The Lord City Lord closed his eyes.
"Open the door, open the door quickly!",
The grim-faced steward was still waiting for further persuasion when suddenly a familiar and urgent voice came in.
The city lord and the steward looked at each other in astonishment. In such a terrible situation outside, there was still someone who could come back alive.
They looked up and found Qian Yunsheng standing outside the formation. He was covered in blood, and he was waving two huge vines in his hands. The long vine seemed to have eyes in his hand, flying all over the sky, knocking out all the bugs that escaped from the surrounding area.
"Quickly, let him in quickly." The Lord of the City quickly ordered.
The monk guarding the door quickly responded, and magic spells were flying all over the sky. Everyone opened the formation and let Qian Yunsheng in.
When the Lord City Lord saw him coming in, he had no time to be polite to him. He went up to greet him and asked eagerly: "How is it outside?"
Qian Yun glanced at the Lord of the City without a trace, and saw that the seeds he threw were still there. He felt slightly relieved and shook his head: "The situation is very bad. There are countless demonic insects outside, and even I almost can't kill them." .”
He had already put away the Soul-Capturing Banner, and all the blood in his body was stained by killing demonic insects along the way, in order to hide it more closely.
After hearing Qian Yunsheng's words, the Lord City Lord's expression became even worse.
Seeing that he was still silent, Qian Yunsheng knew that he still had some illusions. He also thought that the witch outside was so powerful that she would chase her at any time, so he urged anxiously:
"Sir, the matter has come to this, you have to prepare for the worst." The manager with a grimace nodded at the side.
The Lord of the City was not as panicked as Qian Yunsheng expected, and he led everyone to retreat in a hurry. Instead, he calmed down and regained some composure and wisdom. He stared into Qian Yunsheng's eyes and asked in a deep voice:
"If you are the Lord of Jixia City, if this Jixia City has everything your family has, including glory, honor, and even wealth. Tell me, will you give it up?" The Lord's voice did not have a trace of fluctuation, as if it was like It is stating a fact.
"You also know what a chaotic and dirty world it is outside. It is common for those who eat people without spitting out their bones to even fight each other. When they see the benefits, they come in a swarm to share the benefits, but when they encounter difficulties You can walk away with a cleaner face." The Lord City Lord's eyes began to glow with anger:
"Mortals like us, even if I am the Lord of Jixia City, if I leave the protection of Jixia City, even if I can escape with my life, what's the use? Those humans who seem to be of our own race will only be more vicious than the monsters. I will pounce on you tenfold, and I will eat you up and wipe you clean!"
The Lord City Lord smiled coldly, as if he had seen through all this, and continued:
"When you encounter a so-called upright person from a well-known family, you may take into account the honor of the upright person and slowly harvest us piecemeal. If you encounter a cruel one, I'm afraid I will just snatch you away. You all persuade me to retreat, do you think I can Where to retreat?"
The Lord City Lord's voice became colder and colder as he spoke. When he asked the last question, it was as if there was a chill in his teeth.
The bitter-faced steward next to him lowered his head. I am afraid that the Lord's words made him feel even more deeply.
Qian Yunsheng actually doesn't understand what the Lord of the City said. You must know that as a ghost cultivator, he has experienced even worse things than this.
But when I think about the witch who will rush over at any time, I think about Master Jingci who doesn’t know how much time she can delay him, and then I think about the only way out that is likely to be in the hands of the Lord of the City. He had no choice but to pretend not to understand all this and advised cruelly:
"What the adults said is true, but nothing can compare to living. Living represents hope. If you die, then everything is really lost."
As he spoke, he paid attention to the expression of the Lord of the City. If the Lord of the City was determined to live and die with Jixia City, then the only option would be to directly stop the Lord of the City.
After hearing Qian Yunsheng's words, the Lord City Lord seemed to be instantly discouraged. It seemed that Qian Yunsheng's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through the courage he had finally mustered up.
Qian Yunsheng smiled coldly in his heart. He found that his words were of some use. He secretly thought that it was indeed the case. Who is not afraid of death? What's more, people like them, who have been pampered all year round, cannot muster the courage to risk their lives and survive at the critical moment.
The Lord City Lord raised his head and took one last longing look at Jixia City. When he looked away, his voice had returned to indifference. He lowered his head and said:
"Let's go, alas, I'm obsessed with it too. Even if we people can save our lives, it seems that Jixia City cannot be saved."
"As long as the Lord is still here, Jixia City will be there." The steward with a grimace quickly stepped forward to support the Lord of the City and comforted him.
"Yes, as long as we can hold the core of the city lord's palace, we can fight back when the Ashan faction comes." Qian Yunsheng also comforted.
"Besides, although the demonic disaster is raging outside, there are so many people in Jixia City. In my opinion, as long as Ashan sends them in time, many people can still be saved." Qian Yunsheng calmly expressed relief in the end. One sentence.
The Lord City Lord nodded, his eyes slowly regained vitality and power, and he led everyone towards the secret room.
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