Outside the city, Tu Shanxue slowly landed in her arms with the body of the Qingqiu Lord.

The moment Tushanxue landed, the originally intact remains of the king of Qingqiu began to age and decay little by little, gradually turning into sand and dust, completely integrated into this land. Only the storage bracelet worn on his wrist fell into Tushanxue's hands.

Tu Shanxue watched her mother disappear in front of her eyes, holding the storage bracelet in her hand, standing blankly in place, allowing the wind in the valley to dry the tears on her face little by little.

It was not until then that Shen Luo realized that Tu Xue was the daughter of the Qingqiu Kingdom, and the orthodox of the Qingqiu Kingdom. The Tushan clan, whose real name should be called Tushanxue.

He was very confused and wanted to step forward to comfort him, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

No one can accept such a sudden change.

"You are so bold that you dare to force me to death by the Lord of Qingqiu..."

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded, and seven or eight figures flew out of the city and landed on the top of the city. They all looked down at the people below with hatred.

Chen Luo looked up and saw Su Mouzhu standing in the center, holding a silver stick in his hand, looking like he was controlling the situation. Next to her, Su Xiao who had gone back was also on the list...

The anger in his heart ignited a moment and then started to burn.

Although there was still no direct evidence, he had already determined in his heart that Su Mouzhu must be the initiator of this series of conspiracies, and she was the one who should most deserve to apologize for his death.

However, with the instructions from the previous Qingqiu Lord, Chen Luo was unwilling to have another dispute, and forcibly suppressed his anger.

When he saw Tu Shanxue standing in front of him with his back facing them, his slightly shaking shoulders, he felt a little reluctant.

The coalition forces of various factions had no idea for a moment, and the scene was silent.

After all, the Qingqiu king had already disbanded in front of them, so it was hard for them to continue attacking.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Huaming stood up and spoke:

"Now the Lord of Qingqiu has apologized for his death, the Chang'an fox rebellion has been concluded. Since then, the Tang Dynasty government and the Qingqiu Fox clan have no alliance agreement, nor have any grudges and entanglements. I hope the Qingqiu Fox clan will do it himself, and do not do anything without justice."

The other sects came to conquer Qingqiu Kingdom in the name of Chang'an rebellion. At this moment, the Tang governments had already stated that they would not continue to attack Qingqiu Kingdom, and the other sects also hesitated.

"It is good for the king of Qingqiu to apologize for his death, but he can only avoid the death penalty of the Qingqiu Fox tribe. The losses caused to Chang'an City and various factions must not be less." An elder in the coalition army shouted loudly.

"Yes, the Qingqiu Fox Clan must bear the losses of each faction, and must compensate." Someone immediately agreed.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of demanding compensation from Qingqiu Kingdom became louder and louder, and even Lu Huaming could not suppress it.

Originally, many sects did not lose much in the Chang'an rebellion. The reason why they followed was to take advantage of the situation and wanted to get a share of the pie from attacking Qingqiu Kingdom. If they just retreated their troops like this, they would have nothing to gain, and naturally they would not agree.

Seeing the sound of compensation in the valley, the sound of clamoring for compensation became louder and louder, but Su Mouzhu showed a faint smile on his face.

"You all want to compensate and want to break through my Qingqiu City. It's a big plunder, right? This is the reason why you united in Qingqiu Country, right?" She suddenly shouted loudly.

This sudden shout shocked the entire valley.

The monks of various sects were shocked and their hearts trembled. Tu Shanxue, who was in grief, was also awakened.

She turned her head and glanced at the monks of various sects, and glanced across them one by one, as if she wanted to remember each of them's faces.

When her gaze slid past her sinking body, she paused slightly and then moved away.

Then, she held the storage bracelet left by her mother and walked towards Qingqiu City.

Seeing this, the Qingqiu Fox tribe members at the gate of the city retreated one after another and made way for her.

The elder who was already familiar with him wanted to comfort him, but was forced back by Tu Shanxue's hatred eyes. They all fell silent for a moment and dared not say anything.

Su Mouzhu glanced at Tu Shanxue who was leaving and turned his eyes to the valley. Then, her words shocked everyone present:

"What you want is in Qingqiu City. If you want it, come and get it..."

She didn't care about the peace that the king of Qingqiu had exchanged for his life.

"Great Elder, what do you mean?" Someone in the crowd below said dissatisfied.

"We don't want to fight anymore, too many people have died." The opposition from the fox clan sounded frequently.

The Lord Su ignored these voices, but held the staff tightly in one hand, spread it in front of him with the other, closed his eyes, and began to chant in a low voice.

The faint sound was like a demon whispering, echoing in the valley.

"call……"

A breeze with a slightly fishy smell blew out from the gate of Qingqiu City and swept across the monks of various sects.

Chen Luo frowned and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Just as he was about to remind Lu Huaming, he saw the entire Chaoyang Valley, and the ground seemed to be rising like ghost fires, all of which were full of green light.

There are also dark clouds covering the sky, and the day turns into darkness at this moment.

An indescribable dead aura began to spread among the valleys.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying scene appeared!

Accompanied by a scattered sound, the fox monks who had died in battle began to stand up from the ground staggeringly.

Some of their bodies were incomplete, some had their heads without a head, some had empty hands, and some were holding weapons, but at this moment they all stood up from the ground as if they had been resurrected.

"This is..." Everyone was stunned when they saw this.

"What's going on?"

"Hmph! Pretend to be a god..." A brave monk in the coalition army walked directly to a headless fox corpse and slashed it down with a sword.

The long sword instantly slashed along the neck of the corpse, but failed to cut it off with one knife. Instead, it stuck to the ribs on the right abdomen of the corpse. Although the corpse had no head, the long sword in its hand stabbed into the heart of the monk accurately.

A monk dressed in a Taoist priest walked forward, raised his hand and waved it. A fire talisman burned up, turning into a red flame, rushing by, instantly swallowing up dozens of corpses.

However, how could the corpses in the flames feel pain? They were walking corpses, and they allowed the flames to burn blood and flesh, but they still approached step by step.
Chapter completed!