On the city tower, thousands of crossbows were ready to go, waiting for a command.
Under the city gate, all the ministers bent their knees and crawled to wait for their orders.
Outside the city gate, the head of the king of Nanxu, was filled with swords and iron horses.
The two sides confronted each other, and the two most ambitious overlords on the Xuantian Continent, the peaceful situation of thousands of years reversed in just one year.
"Lord, the person who came is the king of Nanxu and his queen." The snowfall was shocked. More than 20 years ago, these two people were also legends on the Xuantian Continent.
Qiongying ignored the deaf ears and felt the person in his arms shook slightly, so he glanced at the doctor.
"The young master is not seriously injured. He was slightly injured and can rest for a few days." The doctor replied quickly, took out the white cloth and wiped off the blood on Qingjun's lips, and then symbolically fed Qingjun a few pills.
These are all tonics for strengthening the body.
Qingjun seemed to be unable to hear the doctor's words, and his face turned pale a little. Without taking a look, he closed his eyes and concealed the complicated expression in his eyes.
"Qingjun, what's wrong?" Qiongying looked at him and asked.
"No, it's okay, can we go back?" Qingjun whispered, with a faint pleading in his tone.
"Okay." Qiongying tightened his hand and was about to pick up Qingjun.
"I, I can leave..." Qingjun was shocked and immediately left her arms, stood at a loss, pulling her sleeve with one hand, and the originally blue and white handsome face suddenly turned red.
Qiong Ying let him pull it, never looked ahead, chuckled and said indifferently: "Then go back."
In such a tense situation, only she can ignore it.
Qingjun smiled slightly, and the overlapping sleeves of the two of them were like tangled hands, and he was only a little bit able to hold her hand.
The people crawling on the ground looked terrified. They knelt like fools, with Nan Xu's jackal behind them and the supreme lord in front of them. What should they do?
Ye Chen was under the city gate, looking at the two of them entangled clothes, and he felt a little lost.
Just a moment of stalemate.
Several big names in the Nanxu Empire were ignored.
As the king of a country, Helian'an has half the Xuantian Continent in his hand. He is worshipped by thousands of ministers and is so powerful that only people dare not look at him, no one dares to ignore him.
Seeing that Qingjun was about to leave, the queen could no longer wait calmly, and she was even a little panicked.
"Qingjun..."
The queen's voice trembled slightly, but it was enough for the people at the city gate to hear it, but she was silent and dead.
Everyone under the city gate could hear it, but unexpectedly no one responded at all.
"Slow down!" Helian'an's words shook the world, and his power was imposing without anger. An emperor's aura came.
Qiongying raised her eyes lightly and looked sideways. The phoenix eyes were stern, and her innate dignity was enough to shock the world.
Qingjun followed her gaze, her pupils suddenly shrank, her body trembled uncontrollably, and her fingertips almost scratched her sleeves.
Finally, they were able to see the appearance of the two. They were as beautiful as blood. In addition to their temperament, they were extremely similar and even matched.
After seeing Qingjun for a long time, Helian'an's eyes suddenly turned and he looked at Qiongying sharply. He was shocked and had a little bit of exploration. The rumored Lord Yan's Palace really surprised him. This was the first time he had seen such a person.
A crystal tears fell from the corner of the queen's eyes. Twelve years of longing and guilt flooded at this moment. Looking at his cold and hatred eyes, the queen was heartbroken, and the thousands of words in her heart stopped at her lips. She said no