Qiao Xuan passed on a secret letter to Margaret III.
During the process of passing the secret documents, the Donglu Liangxu Imperial Army masters under Qiao Xuan's command had once again attacked several important coalition strongholds.
Including several giant baggage warehouses, the extraordinary combat power of the coalition forces stationed there failed to stop the destruction of Liangxu masters. Hundreds of thousands of tons of military baggage were detonated, and the losses were extremely heavy. The supply of front-line combat troops, bullets and artillery shells on the Tulun Port defense line suddenly became tense.
The base tanks are speeding at high altitude.
Qiao stood in the base chariot with a gloomy face until the base chariot began to slow down over the Qianhu Duchy Kingdom, and his mood had not calmed down.
"An old guy who only knows how to mess around."
Qiao cursed fiercely.
The streaming light transformed by the base tank dissipated above Qianhu City. The tank was suspended in the air nearly ten thousand feet above the ground. Qiao kicked open the hatch door, then took one step forward, stepped on the void, and walked towards Qianhu Fort below step by step.
Above the tower of Qianhu Fort, a green-bottomed dragon flag is flying in the wind. On the blue silk flag, the black dragon with its teeth and claws is powerful, its eyes are filled with blood, and its fangs and claws show a fierce appearance.
At the top of the tower, three crosses were firmly abutted there.
Doran, Hillman, and Mag's grandson, were firmly nailed to the cross like the legendary martyrs. Their left and right cheeks were cut open by sharp blades, and they tore from the corners of their mouths to the bottom of their ears. Blood kept dripping from the wound, and a pool of blood was accumulated under the bodies of the three people.
Several old men wearing python robes and weird triangular hats stood by the cross, looking at Qiao, who was falling from the sky step by step with a smile.
Qiao's soul fluctuations swept across these old men.
From them, he felt the huge soul power as strong as an abyss.
These old men are not weaker than the demigod strongmen in the City of God Crying. Even Doron before the promotion was successful, they seemed to be even weaker than them.
Near the tallest tower, on several roofs of Qianhu Castle, some feminine men were wearing python robes, with swords hanging around their waists, and staring at Qiao with expressionless faces.
The aura of these men is almost exactly the same as the ghostly shopkeeper.
These days, the Grim Face Storekeeper has communicated with Qiao many times, his past, his life, everything about him.
He was an orphan adopted by the Liangxu Imperial Court and was trained by the guards since childhood.
What he practiced was not the Three Seas and Seven Veins practice method popular in the Medland Continent, but a secret technique unique to the Eastern Land and a very different from the Medland cultivation system - "Netheric Sutra".
Steal the power of the underworld and achieve the body of the underworld.
The men that Qiao saw were obviously like the Ghost Face Storekeeper, who practiced the "Nether Sutra"... The Ghost Face Storekeeper described the weirdness and terror of the "Nether Sutra" to Qiao. Qiao looked at these men and raised some vigilance.
However, it was just a little vigilant.
Qiao was playing with a green dragon jade pendant in his hand. This jade pendant was kept by the Ghost Face Storekeeper, which was the only object left for Qiao Lingxi.
Similarly, this Dragon Jade Pendant...
Qiao slowly walked down from the sky step by step. He stepped on the void and stood at the same height as the Qianhu Fort Tower.
He looked at the three men who were crucified and exclaimed: "You pretended to be seriously injured and evacuated the front line to deliver meat to your door here?"
The cheeks of the Dolan and the other two were torn open, and they must have been touched by others.
Hearing Joe's sarcastic words, Mag screamed in anger, but his stiff tongue and torn cheeks were completely unable to say a complete word.
An old eunuch with a pale face, a bright red lips, a black dragon robe, and a gloomy breath slowly walked out of the window of the tower, and stepped into the air step by step to Qiao.
"Why don't your queen come?"
The old eunuch looked at Qiao up and down: "Why are you the only one?"
Joe pointed to the three men who were crucified and asked the old eunuch curiously: "They didn't say, who am I?"
Joe looked at the old eunuch with some confusion. Didn't Dolan and the others tell him their identity?
The old eunuch widened his eyes and then laughed like a hen laying an egg: "Yeah, yah, for a moment, before they could spit out their confessions, they served them so well."
The old eunuch raised his orchid fingers, covered his red lips, and smiled with a hint of charm: "Anyway, the cause and effect of the matter have been almost done. It doesn't matter whether the three of them speak or not... Could it be that we missed any important news?"
The old eunuch looked at Qiao up and down again: "Or, what important person are you?"
Qiao sighed: "This job is rough... Although the three of them deserve it, I will settle the score with them sooner or later, but... look at this matter, you should always give them a chance to speak."
The old eunuch shook his head quickly: "They can't help... His Majesty said, take it down and hang it up, then take it down and hang it up directly. Let's just say this, you said..."
Joe was too lazy to quarrel with this old eunuch who was so terrifying.
He threw the dragon jade pendant in his hand over.
The old eunuch grabbed the jade pendant in a hurry. He stared at the eyes widened in horror, looked at the jade pendant again and again, then let out a scream like a killer, turned around and rushed towards the tower window.
Qiao Xuan, wearing a dragon robe ink, sat steadily on the top of the tower, slowly tasting fragrant tea.
When his confidant old eunuch trembled with his hands, he rushed back with the green dragon jade pendant, and handed the jade pendant to him tremblingly. Qiao Xuan's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the jade pendant and turned into a strong wind and rushed out.
This jade pendant was left to the Grand Duke of Qianhu when he left the Duke of Qianhu, took the mercenary army and some of his close ministers to the Donglu to try to quell the war and restore his homeland. He left it to the Grand Duke of Qianhu at that time, his lover Ruilier.
This jade pendant was the token of Qiao Xuan when he was the Prince of Liangxu.
He held the jade pendant tightly, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle pointer, and stood in front of Qiao with a stern face, with a gaze, looking up and down.
"Why, so fat?" This is the first sentence Qiao Xuan said when he saw Qiao.
Qiao coughed hard a few times, his body shook slightly, and a huge wave of darkness spread out from his body. His body began to collapse and tense, from a round and big fat man to a perfectly strong man like a classical sculpture.
Several old eunuchs following Qiao Xuan screamed.
"It looks so much like... Your Majesty, this, this is really like when you were young..."
Qiao Xuan's face, like an iceberg, quietly thawed.
He stretched out his hand to Joe: "Give me a drop of blood!"
Chapter completed!