Chang'e thought about it, and when she returned to the palace, she called all the civil and military officials outside the city, asking Yue Feng to tell him about the murder of his descendants, and to clear her innocence.
call!
Yue Feng did not respond immediately, but took a deep breath, almost crying but without tears.
To be honest, he understood Chang'e's mood, but Yang Jian had already issued a pursuit order, and going to the imperial city now would mean death.
Moreover, he had just used chili powder to trick the roaring dog. If Yang Jian knew the truth, once he saw him, he would probably use his killing move without saying a word. How could he stop him then?
It's just that Yue Feng was too embarrassed to voice these concerns. It would be unheroic and would be looked down upon by Chang'e.
"Empress."
At this moment, Tu Xingsun looked solemn and said to Chang'e: "At this time, we must not return to the imperial city."
With that said, Tu Xingsun took a deep breath and continued: "Yang Jian sent out all the palace guards and put the imperial city under martial law. If the empress goes back at this time, she will be discovered even if she does not enter the imperial city."
What?
Hearing this, Chang'e's delicate body trembled and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
The imperial city is under martial law?
So what should I do if I can't summon those civil and military ministers?
For a moment, Chang'e bit her lip tightly, feeling unspeakably anxious.
"Empress!"
At this time, Yue Feng said with a smile: "In this case, why don't you go to Diyuan Continent with me, stay away for a while, and make long-term plans."
When he learned that Liu Xuan and the others had gone to the Earthly Continent, Yue Feng's heart also flew away, and he had no mood to stay here.
"no."
Two words of determination came out of Chang'e's mouth, and her delicate face was full of determination: "Yang Jian is so ambitious. I can't just leave like this. I must restore my innocence and regain the imperial power."
The Beiying royal family was established by Hou Yi back then. We must not just watch the power fall into the hands of Yang Jian.
I'll go.
Yue Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He covered his forehead and felt helpless.
Why is Chang'e so persistent? She, she, and Tu Xingsun are just three people. How can they be Yang Jian's opponents?
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As he was talking, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the woods not far away. Because it was dark, no one was seen yet, but Yue Feng clearly felt that there were many people coming, and all of them were practitioners.
, the strength is not low.
Damn it.
Yue Feng was startled, thinking that it was Yang Jian who was chasing after him with his army. He stared at the direction of the woods and was ready to escape.
Chang'e and Tu Xingsun also changed their expressions and became alert at the same time.
The next second, thousands of people were seen walking out of the woods one after another. They were not Yang Jian's army, but were wearing uniform sect clothes with special marks embroidered on their bodies.
call!
Seeing these people, Yue Feng was stunned at first, and then he was surprised and happy.
Yes, these people are the disciples of the Holy Sect in Beiying Continent.
Yue Feng clearly saw that there were many familiar faces among these people, including Mu Qingyue, Shen Lang, and Liu Qingqing, the masters of Xingmu Altar, Xie Liuyun, the master of Liujin Altar, and other people from different altars.
Obviously, the Holy Sect arranged for his disciples to go down the mountain to practice again.
