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Chapter 1710 Who will go to hell?

on fire?

Yuan Qingyi and Wanyan Yiyi rushed to the railing on the second floor, and soon they could clearly see the surrounding flames shooting into the sky.

The night looked vast and deep in the red lanterns.

Precisely because the night is dark tonight and there are many shadows outside the lantern, the flames in the field of vision are particularly eye-catching.

Seven or eight halls and buildings in the palace were on fire.

These raging flames took advantage of the wind and burst out from the roof, spreading instantly, and the flames shot into the sky.

"Put out the fire quickly, put out the fire quickly."

In the dazzling red light, Yuan Qingyi could see hundreds of guards running.

Carrying buckets and fire extinguishers, they shouted and rushed from all directions to put out the fire.

It's just that although they worked hard, in the face of the monstrous fire, it was like a drop in the bucket, with little effect.

The tongues of fire rose up and jumped, twisting and extending with the wind, gradually sweeping across the entire palace.

In just five minutes, the fire was like waves rolling up in the sea.

Uncontrollable and surging.

Yuan Qingyi could smell the smoke from a distance.

"Fire?"

Wanyan Yiyi's lips twitched: "How is this possible?"

The Wolf Palace has a certain history, and many buildings are made of ancient wood or stone, so Huang Wuji cherishes it very much.

Not only did he send people to strictly inspect combustible and explosive places every day, he also specially arranged for a fire brigade to be stationed all year round.

In the past ten years, there has not been a single fire in the palace.

Now there is a sudden fire, and seven or eight places are burning at the same time, which has to make people suspicious.

No matter how suspicious it was, the fire still shot into the sky, attracting countless soldiers and servants to put out the fire.

Not long after, two more people ran over, panting, asking for help from the two hundred wolf soldiers protecting the Diaoyu Pavilion, asking them to join the team to put out the fire.

Otherwise, if the fire spreads, it will not only burn the treasures left by the ancestors, but also destroy the entire palace.

The leader of the wolf soldiers guarding the Fishing Pavilion hesitated for a moment. He turned to look at the Fishing Pavilion behind him, and then looked at the fire in the distance.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and left the Fishing Pavilion with three hundred people with a clatter.

"Don't leave, you are here to protect the Diaoyu Pavilion."

Wanyan Yiyi's pretty face changed: "If you leave, who will protect this place..."

She was about to rush down and pull the wolf soldier away, but Yuan Qingyi reached out and grabbed her.

"No need!"

Yuan Qingyi shook her head gently: "As soon as Shangguan Hu's ultimatum to kill Mr. Song came, their hearts were no longer here."

"It's good that they don't attack us because of the face of the country's leader, but it's impossible for them to stay and protect us."

"It's just that they never found an excuse to leave."

"Now this fire can make them run away with dignity, but you can't keep them at all."

Yuan Qingyi saw clearly: "Let them go."

Wanyan Yiyi whispered: "But once they leave, the defensive strength here will be reduced by half."

Although there are still 300 martial alliance disciples, they are all cold weapons and will not be easy to deal with when emergencies occur.

"The defensive power is half less, but the danger is also half less."

Yuan Qingyi's tone was very calm: "If they suddenly turn around and attack, wouldn't we be at greater risk?"

"This is the best situation now. The only ones left are our own people."

"And those guards were called away, which means the enemy will attack soon."

Yuan Qingyi stared sharply at the dark sky:

"Miss Wanyan, please help me take care of Mr. Song, I'm going to kill the enemy..."

"Bang--"

As soon as the voice fell, the sky suddenly became noisy, and a small drone crashed straight into Yuan Qingyi.

"careful!"

Yuan Qingyi threw Wanyan Yiyi into the hall, and at the same time kicked a lantern above her head.

The lantern flew out with a whooshing sound and directly hit the impacting drone in mid-air.

boom!

With a loud noise, the lantern and the drone collided in mid-air, instantly exploding into a large ball of flames.

Thick smoke filled the air, fireworks shot out, and the entire Diaoyu Pavilion became brighter.

Yuan Qingyi shouted: "Get ready to meet the enemy!"

Almost accompanying the words, the sky buzzed again, and more than a dozen drones roared and hit the fishing pavilion.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Yuan Qingyi swiped her long sword and more than a dozen lanterns fell down, and she swept them with her backhand.

The lanterns suddenly shot into the sky rapidly, all hitting the drone and exploding.

Flames filled the sky, irritating the eyeballs, but not a single drone hit the Fishing Pavilion.

The flames falling to the ground and the sparks on the wall were destroyed by the disciples of the Martial Alliance with white snow without Yuan Qingyi saying a word.

After learning about Shangguan Hu's ultimatum in the morning, Yuan Qingyi had an extra thought.

The snow from Diaoyu Pavilion is not transported away and is allowed to accumulate on the ground and in corners.

It comes in handy now.

Yuan Qingyi was not at all happy, she still maintained her posture as if facing a formidable enemy, and at the same time, she stretched out her left hand in the night sky.

The clenched fist slowly opened, and the five fingers spread out like sharp arrows.

"Swish swish——"

At this time, there was a metal gate behind the Fishing Pavilion that had not been opened for a long time.

Nearly a hundred enemies dressed in white are moving silently.

They approached the back door very quickly, obviously trying to catch Yuan Qingyi by surprise.

In the distant firelight, they quickly approached the Qianjin Gate.

One person took out the key to open the door.

As soon as the key was touched, there was a hissing sound and a puff of smoke came out of the door.

Then a sharp pain immediately spread from his palms, and then his arms went numb and he fell out.

The companion behind him stretched out his hand to explore and catch the man, and then he took the man forward to take a look.

He was seen unconscious and his lips were black and purple. It looked like he had suffered a severe electric shock.

"careful!"

The elder brother who took the lead subconsciously shouted.

But it's already too late.

Along with the words, they felt the snow underneath was loose, and their feet were entangled with ropes or the like, restricting their movement speed.

At the same time, dozens of large nets were thrown overhead like falling rain.

"There's an ambush! Fall back!"

The leader took out his saber and waved it up and down, trying to break the rope and chop the net.

Although these things would not kill them, they disrupted their well-trained deployment.

Nearly a hundred people were stumbling around in the crowd.

"Definitely -"

Before they could react, another burst of crossbows sounded in the night sky.

Splashes of blood spattered, and screams were heard.

One after another, the enemies in white were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, with indescribable anger and unwillingness in their eyes.

Apparently none of them expected that Yuan Qingyi would turn against them while the fire and drones were attacking the Diaoyu Pavilion.

"Click——"

When the leader roared angrily and teamed up with several masters to cut the net, the surrounding lights crackled brightly again.

The stage lights specially used for weddings instantly pierced their eyes.

A piece of white light.

This made their eyes hurt and their movements stagnated.

And during this gap, more crossbow arrows rained down mercilessly.

The leader and the others had no power to fight back, and could not see where the crossbow arrows were coming from.

He waved his saber several times angrily before falling into a pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred enemies in white fell to the ground.

The next second, the disciples of the Martial Alliance appeared, raised their swords and beheaded all the dozen or so people alive.

There was blood all over the ground.

There was a hint of chill in this dark night, and even the fire in the distance couldn't suppress it.

After a great victory in the battle, Yuan Qingyi was not happy at all, and his eyes only focused on the enemy approaching from the main entrance.

In the field of vision, Prince Gong led more than 3,000 people wrapped in chariots and came over with murderous intent.

Yuan Qingyi stood on the second floor, her pretty face changed.

Her voice deepened and she shouted: "Prince Gong, are you going to ignore the king's order and rebel?"

"To kill Song Hongyan for 80 million people, it doesn't matter if I bear the name of rebellion."

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

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 both die together!"


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