Yuan Qingyi and Wanyan Yiyi rushed to the railings on the second floor, and their vision quickly saw that the fires were rising into the sky.
The night looks vast and deep in the red lanterns.
It is precisely because the night is as dark as paint tonight and the shadows outside the lanterns are full of shadows, so the flames in the field of view are particularly eye-catching.
The seven or eight halls and buildings of the palace were on fire.
These flames rushed out of the roof with the wind, spreading out in an instant, and the flames soared into the sky,
"Put the fire quickly, put out the fire quickly."
In the dazzling red light, Yuan Qingyi could see hundreds of guards running.
They carried buckets, fire extinguishers, and shouted, running from all directions to put out the fire.
But despite their hard work, they did not have much effect in the face of a huge fire.
The flames rise and jump, twist and extend with the wind, gradually sweeping across the entire palace.
The fire, in just five minutes, was like the waves rolled up in the sea.
Uncontrollable, surging.
Yuan Qingyi could smell the smell of smoke and dust from afar.
"A fire broke out?"
Wanyan Yiyi's mouth touched: "How is this possible?"
The Wolf King Palace has a certain history, and many buildings are cast in ancient wood or stone, so Huang Wuji cherishes it particularly.
Not only did he send people to investigate combustible and explosive places every day, he also specially arranged a fire brigade to garrison for many years.
In the past ten years, the palace has not had a fire house.
Now a fire suddenly appears, and seven or eight places are still burning at the same time, which makes people suspicious.
It’s just that no matter how you suspect it, the fire still soared into the sky, attracting countless soldiers and servants to put out the fire.
Not long after, two more people came over panting and asked for help from the two hundred wolves who were protecting Diaoyu Pavilion, asking them to join the team to put out the fire together.
Otherwise, the fire will not only burn the treasures left by our ancestors, but also destroy the entire palace.
The wolf soldier leader guarding the Diaoyu Pavilion hesitated for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the Diaoyu Pavilion behind him, and then looked at the fire in the distance.
Finally, he bit his teeth and left Diaoyu Pavilion with three hundred people.
"Don't leave, you are protecting Diaoyu Pavilion."
Wanyan Yiyi's pretty face changed: "You are leaving, who can protect this place..."
She wanted to rush down to pull the wolf soldiers, but Yuan Qingyi reached out to pull him away.
"No need!"
Yuan Qingyi shook his head gently: "As soon as Shangguan Hu wants to kill President Song's ultimatum comes, their hearts are no longer here."
"It's already good for them to not attack us for the sake of the king's face, and it's impossible for them to stay and protect us."
"It's just that they haven't found an excuse to leave."
"Now this fire can make them run away with dignity, and you can't keep them no matter how you."
Yuan Qingyi saw it very clearly: "Let them go."
Wanyan Yiyi shouted: "But as soon as they leave, the defensive power here will be reduced by half."
Although there are still 300 martial arts disciples, they are all cold weapons and are not easy to deal with when something happens.
"The defensive power is half less, but the danger is half less."
Yuan Qingyi's tone was very calm: "If they turn around and attack, wouldn't we have a greater risk?"
"The situation is the best now, and the rest is your own people."
"And the guards were called away, which means the enemy will attack soon."
Yuan Qingyi stared at the dark sky with sharp eyes:
"Miss Wanyan, please help me take good care of Mr. Song. I'm going to kill the enemy..."
"Bang--"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly became loud and a small drone crashed straight into Yuan Qingyi.
"careful!"
Yuan Qingyi threw Wanyan Yiyi into the hall and kicked a lantern on his head.
The lantern flew out with a whoosh and hit the drone directly in the air.
boom!
With a loud bang, the lantern and the drone collided in mid-air, and a large ball of flame instantly exploded.
Thick smoke overflowed and fireworks were everywhere, making it brighter throughout the Diaoyu Pavilion.
Yuan Qingyi shouted: "Prepare to meet the enemy!"
Almost accompanied by the voice, the sky was buzzing again, and more than a dozen drones roared and hit the Fishing Pavilion.
"Swoosh swish swish!"
Yuan Qingyi swept her long sword, and more than a dozen lanterns fell off, and she swept her with her backhand.
The lanterns suddenly shot into the sky, and all hit the drone and exploded.
The flames were everywhere, stimulating the eye, but no drone hit the Diaoyu Pavilion.
The flames and Mars on the ground did not require Yuan Qingyi to make a sound, and they were destroyed by the Wu League's children with white snow.
After learning about Shangguan Hu's ultimatum in the morning, Yuan Qingyi was more careful.
The snow in the Diaoyu Pavilion was not transported away, and they were allowed to accumulate on the ground and in the corners.
It happens to be used now.
Yuan Qingyi was not at all happy, and still maintained a state of being facing a great enemy, while her left hand stretched out in the night sky.
The clenched fist slowly opened, and five fingers spread out like sharp arrows.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
At this time, outside a metal door behind Diaoyu Pavilion that had not been opened for a long time.
Nearly a hundred enemies dressed in white were moving quietly.
They approached the back door very quickly, obviously catching Yuan Qingyi off guard.
In the distance, they quickly approached Qianjin Gate.
One person took out the key and wanted to start the door.
As a result, the key just touched and a stream of blue smoke came out of the door.
Then a sharp pain spread from his palm immediately, and then his arms numb and he fell out.
The companion behind reached out and touched the man and hugged him and looked at him.
I saw him unconscious, his lips were black and purple, and he was obviously subjected to severe electric shock.
"careful!"
The leader's elder brother subconsciously shouted.
But it's too late.
With the words, they felt the white cedar below loose, their feet were entangled by ropes and other things, which made them bound to move.
At the same time, dozens of large nets were thrown overhead like rain.
"There is an ambush! Retreat!"
The leader took out his saber and waved it up and down to break the rope and split the net.
Although these things did not kill them, they messed up their well-trained deployment.
Nearly a hundred people stumbled and crowded.
"Get get it--"
Before they could react, another sound of crossbow arrows sounded in the night sky.
A splash of blood splashed, and screams rang out.
One after another, the white-clothed enemies fell to the ground with an indescribable anger and unwillingness in their eyes.
They obviously didn't expect that Yuan Qingyi would turn around and put them on the Diaoyu Pavilion while the fire and drones attacked.
"Click--"
When the leader roared and joined hands with several experts to split the net, the lights around him were lit and thrilled.
The wedding-specific stage light instantly stabbed their eyes.
A white light.
This made their eyes hurt again and their movements stagnate.
And in this gap, more crossbow arrows poured out without mercy.
The leader and the others had no power to fight back, and they looked down on where the crossbow arrows were shot from.
He waved his sword angrily and fell into a pool of blood.
In a blink of an eye, nearly a hundred white-clothed enemies all fell to the ground.
The next second, the children of the Wumeng flashed, raised their swords and killed more than a dozen living people.
Blood all over the ground.
There was a hint of chill in the dark night, and even the fire in the distance could not be suppressed.
After a big victory in the battle, Yuan Qingyi was not at all happy, and his eyes were just on the enemy approaching the front door.
In his sight, Prince Gong led more than 3,000 people wrapped in chariots and came over with murderous aura.
Yuan Qingyi stood on the second floor, her pretty face changed.
She shouted in a deep voice: "Prince Gong, do you want to rebel in ignoring the orders of the king of the country?"
"It doesn't matter if I am carrying the name of rebellion for 80 million people."
"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"
Prince Gong was dressed in white, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, and his expression was firm:
"Miss Yuan, you only have three minutes." "Either Song Hongyan dies, or you die together!"