Wu Xuanye nodded and said: "It's quite powerful, but it's a pity that he will still die today."
Wushuang frowned, a bit unhappy on his face.
Xiao Chengyi couldn't bear it any longer, and the sword in his hand fell on Wu Xuanye's neck, and he said in a cold and stern voice: "Don't fool the public with your lies here."
As he spoke, he shouted to the people below: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to watch the Holy Son of the Witch Clan die here, tell your people to stop!"
Duan Qingli saw that half of her men were dead and wounded. If the attack continued, all her Nether Guards and Gu Palace guards would be here!
She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "Stop it all!"
The two parties stopped fighting one after another. Ye Xiuchen walked over with a blood-stained sword. He looked at Xiao Chengyi and asked, "Are you okay?"
Xiao Chengyi shook his head and said: "It's okay, thank you for your hard work!"
Ye Xiuchen nodded, stood aside, looked at the embarrassed Duan Qingli and said, "Your Majesty, you didn't expect it, did you? Do you like this great gift we gave you?"
Duan Qingli has never suffered such a big loss since she took power. She took a deep breath to suppress her anger and said: "The regent is indeed well-deserved!"
Xiao Chengyi said in a deep voice: "I did not want to be an enemy of Southern Xinjiang, but your Majesty's actions have touched my bottom line.
Duan Qingli said: "I only know that she is a descendant of the saint in our southern Xinjiang. The saint fled from southern Xinjiang a hundred years ago and abandoned the people of southern Xinjiang. The debt owed by the saint should be paid by her descendants."
Pay!"
"That's ridiculous!"
Xiao Chengyi scolded angrily, and the sword in his hand cut Wu Xuanye's neck, and said in a cold voice: "Do you think you can save your southern border with this monster?
As the king of Southern Xinjiang, you have pinned the future of Southern Xinjiang on a monster, even at the expense of others. Does this prove that Your Majesty, you are simply incapable of governing this country?
In this case, it would be better for someone else to be the king of Southern Xinjiang, what do you think?"
Duan Qingli's face turned dark and she yelled angrily: "What do you know? Southern Xinjiang has remained standing for thousands of years thanks to the protection of the Holy Son. I just did what I should do as the king of Southern Xinjiang."
Xiao Chengyi sneered: "Then you think he predicted today's chaos? Did he help you defend this southern border?
Your Majesty, you might as well open your eyes and take a closer look to see where you are now, and what fate will befall this Holy Son?"
Duan Qingli choked at his words. She clasped her hands and said, "So the regent wants to slaughter my city and destroy my country today?"
Xiao Chengyi's eyes were dark: "As the king of a country, you should always pay the price for your actions."
As he said that, he glanced at Duan Qingli and said, "If you don't want Southern Xinjiang to be destroyed in your hands, just break Yan Yan's hypnosis. Maybe I will be merciful and spare your people."
"you......"
How could Duan Qingli not hear that Xiao Chengyi was threatening her? She closed her eyes and responded: "Okay, what happened today is that my skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to be inferior!"
She walked up to Xiao Chengyi and said: "You release the Holy Son first, and I will naturally break Wushuang's hypnosis."
Xiao Chengyi snorted: "Your Majesty, do you think you have the capital to bargain with me?"
Duan Qingli was furious. She glanced at Wu Xuanye who was being held hostage, and saw that he was calm and composed, as if he was not worried at all that he would die at Xiao Chengyi's hands.
Since he wasn't worried, what did she have to worry about?