Jinzhou, Beijing.

The building where the Daqing Mansion News is located.

Among the high-rise buildings, each high-rise building fell silent, listening to the news that had been sent back from Qingcheng.

"The ghost tribe launched an attack overnight to attack Qingcheng! Qingcheng is in danger!"

"Zhang Zhenyu, the former governor of Qingzhou, blocked the Ghost Clan army with one shot!"

"Zhang Zhenshou, die in battle!"

"The Qingcheng defenders tenaciously resist the attack of the ghost clan army! They will never retreat!"

"Qingcheng is in crisis! Crisis! It is about to fall!"

...

They received the news from Qingcheng, and each message was so shocking that it impacted their minds.

Some people crushed the cup in their palms, some slapped the table in front of them, and some people broke the chairs.

All of them were filled with indignation.

However, what they felt was only deep powerlessness.

The Ghost Clan is too cunning. Although the Ghost Clan received the news that Emperor Daqing had restrained his troops and gathered in Jinzhou and would not go to Qingzhou to support him, the Ghost Clan was still worried that the human army would rush to support him.

Therefore, the ghost clan launched an invasion overnight. On the first night after the robbers of the tribes determined that the ghost clan had obtained the control of Qingzhou, they launched an invasion.

Once the ghost clan is allowed to occupy Qingcheng, there will be only one fate in Qingcheng and will be wiped out.

There will be countless unjust souls in the world.

"Mr. Zhang died in battle..."

Someone's voice was low and full of sadness.

The former garrison envoy Zhang Zhenyu, they also heard of this name. This is a hot-tempered person who has been in charge of Qingzhou for decades. Because he was angry, he injured the ghost clan's garrison envoy and was dismissed.

This is also a tragic person. If his personality is too strong, it is difficult to have a good ending.

However, now I have received news of his death in battle.

Everyone in the Daqing Palace reported also understood that this was also good news for Zhang Zhenyu.

He died in the place he once guarded day and night.

That was a happy thing for him and a regretless thing!

However, the senior executives of the Daqing Palace newspaper were still very depressed because they knew... Although Zhang Zhenyu died in battle, he could not change the ending of Qingcheng.

The final result...

Qingcheng will still fall.

"Yang Hu, the commander of Qingzhou, led the Qingcheng army to fight the ghost clan in blood!"

"The Minister of the Honglu Temple Lu Mangran personally climbed the tower and joined the battle with his sword! He will never retreat until he dies!"

"Mr. Lu! Mr. Lu is mighty!"

"Mr. Lu created martial arts on Qingcheng, mobilized the aura of the Human Emperor, and killed a top-level ghost clan powerhouse! Repel the ghost clan army!"

"Qingcheng is guarded, Qingcheng is guarded!"

...

News from Qingcheng is still coming.

As Mr. Lu climbed the tower and faced the ghost clan alone, many of the person in charge of the Daqing Palace reported their breathing without any movement, staring at the news sent back.

Their mood was stirring, and there was a glimmer of excitement in their eyes.

Duke Lu showed his supernatural powers and repelled the ghost army in one fell swoop.

This made them feel excited and they wished they could drink a big bowl of wine.

The news of Qingcheng defending was heard back, and many people in charge couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

However, the laughter did not last long.

Because they saw the last message.

"Mr. Lu... died in battle."

In the Daqing Mansion, laughter suddenly broke out and there was a dead silence.

In the end, there were only sighs that continued.

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Royal Palace.

The emperor curled up on the dragon throne of Tianqing Hall. Cao Man no longer had any more sleep. He couldn't sleep well, so he was the safest to hide here.

Beside him were strong men and masters, including martial artists from the Martial Arts Palace, old eunuchs he trusted, and martial arts masters trained by the royal family.

The emperor lay on the dragon throne, under the service of the beautiful maid, sucking the hibiscus with a blurred look on his eyes.

Only by giving him a mouthful of hibiscus can he calm his anxious heart gradually.

"Report to Your Majesty, the news of the Qingcheng war has been heard, and the former guard Zhang Zhenyu died in battle."

"Report to Your Majesty, the latest news has been sent back. Qingcheng has been defended. Lu Mengran, the Minister of the Honglu Temple, used his own strength to repel the army of the ghost clan, kill the powerful people of the seventh level of the ghost clan, and promote the power of our human clan!"

under.

An old eunuch raised his whisk with joy on his face, chanting the news of the Qingcheng war to the emperor.

The emperor opened his confused eyes. After listening, the emperor realized it and suddenly clenched his hand, and the beautiful maid exclaimed in pain.

And the emperor's expression changed slightly: "What did you say?"

"You said Lu Mangran killed a powerful man from the seventh level of the ghost clan?!"

The old eunuch was stunned.

The joy on his face disappeared a little.

"How could he kill the powerful people in the seventh level of the ghost clan?" The emperor grabbed his head, a little uneasy.

"If you kill the powerful people in the seventh level of the Ghost Clan, you will never give up in the ghost Clan's realm. You may send out the strongest people to intimidate us!"

"What should I do!"

The emperor was a little irritable. He took a deep breath of Furong Fairy Ointment, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly to calm his irritable mood.

"Issuing an order to let Lu Mangran return to Beijing immediately!"

The emperor opened his eyes and said.

The old eunuch's face was numb. He seemed to know what the emperor wanted to do when he summoned Lu Muran back to Beijing.

If the Ghost Clan is the strongest, the Emperor may hand over Lu Mengran as soon as possible to calm the Ghost Clan's strongest anger.

But……

"Your Majesty, Lord Lu has been killed in battle."

On the dragon throne.

The emperor stopped moving, then collapsed on the dragon chaise, and spit out a long mouthful of dirty air mixed with the smell of hibiscus fairy cream.

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Blue State.

Xu Tianze led his soldiers to keep a close eye on the passes of every city in Lanzhou, and did not allow the immortal clan's Furong Fairy Ointment to flow into Lanzhou.

He and every soldier around him were sweating profusely and sweating profusely.

Behind them, wooden boxes were piled up in the convoy. It was confiscated by Xu Tianze this time. Some immortal hibiscus smuggled by vendors wanted to flow into Lanzhou.

Once these furong fairy paste flows in, countless more families will be destroyed and their wives and children will be separated.

The so-called Furong Fairy Ointment has a nice name, but it is an extremely sinister thing.

Xu Tian had no choice but to ban these things.

In Xu Tianze's view, Furong Fairy Ointment is a conspiracy of the immortal clan. He wants to use this kind of thing to numb the human clan bit by bit and weaken the human clan's power.

This kind of thing must be forbidden.

Unfortunately, in the court, the emperor who was huddled on the dragon throne was sucking.

This made Xu Tian feel very powerless, and he acted on the top and the bottom, and he would like what he liked. This is what many corrupt officials of the human race are good at. Therefore, they felt that the emperor indulged in the circulation of Furong Immortal Ointment, and coupled with the huge benefits contained in it, more and more Furong Immortal Ointment flowed from the immortal race to the human race.

Take a bite of the hot white steamed bun.

Xu Tianze finally got up and bought a Daqing residence newspaper.
To be continued...