In the Western Capital City, Lu Shu clearly felt that there was only a beam of energy left in the Western Capital Palace, and that energy was like a torch soaring into the sky that people could not ignore.
It's just that the torch has never wavered. Even if the other party's two great masters are dead, the other party has never planned to go out of the palace to kill the enemy. They just watch quietly, as if the loud shouts of killing outside are not the same as the ones outside.
It's like having nothing to do with yourself.
Lu Shu suddenly wondered why Duanmu Huangqi seemed to have given up resistance now. He even thought that Duanmu Huangqi was dead, otherwise why he never showed up.
But there will be no false energy fluctuations, and dead people will not have energy fluctuations.
Lu Shu walked into the Xidu Palace step by step and passed through the towering walls with red walls and gray tiles. There were no guards here anymore, all the guards had died in the battle.
Yulong Banzhi followed behind Lu Shu, and the sound of armor rubbing against each other was like actual murderous intent. Zhang Weiyu and other inner palace officers were patrolling in the sky wearing mountain-shaking armor. They patrolled the ground to prevent hidden things in the palace.
What kind of fish slipped through the net?
Everyone defended Lu Shu. At this moment, Lu Shu seemed like a true god king who had finally returned.
Zhang Weiyu and the others discovered that the female relatives from the Xidu Palace had disappeared. Emperor Duanmu Qi was not a gentleman. There was a female talent show every year. Some people joked that all the beautiful women in Xizhou had been included in the palace by Emperor Duanmu Qi.
Although the Xidu Palace is called the Palace, it is only because the existence of the Palace of the Gods caused the Four Heavenly Emperors to avoid naming it. In fact, the Palace of the Emperors of Heaven is even more magnificent and luxurious than the Palace of the Gods.
In terms of luxury, the Divine Palace is relatively simple.
Zhang Weiyu and others fell into the harem. When someone pushed open the door of a dormitory, they were almost shocked. There were countless white silks in the dormitory. It turned out that Emperor Duanmu had already sent all the female relatives of the harem to death.
Each of the white silk threads hanging from the roof holds a life that has just passed away. They used to be so beautiful, but now they are just corpses.
Zhang Weiyu sighed, but was not very moved.
There are many things in this world that are more tragic than what they see in front of them. They have no time to sympathize with anyone, and they have no intention to sympathize with anyone.
Sympathy is the most useless emotion in war. The winner lives and the loser dies. This is fate!
When the old god-king was fighting, Duanmu Huangqi and the others also pushed others into desperate situations. There was more than one incident where a monarch and his queen committed suicide together, and there were also things more cruel than this.
The only question is, did Duanmu Huangqi never think that he would win, so why did he kill them so early?
In this world, only those who have concluded that their situation is over will make such a choice, right?
Thinking back at this time, whether it was the death of General Hu Ying or the death of the Grand Master of Xidu, Duanmu Huangqi's coldly watching posture seemed to be witnessing his own decline.
Just watched calmly.
When Zhang Weiyu and others searched the entire Xidu Palace, they suddenly discovered a strange place. When they came to the backyard of Xidu Palace, there was a cemetery here.
Zhang Weiyu counted them and found that the number was exactly ninety-nine.
This wide and quiet courtyard smelled of wine. He looked at the ground in front of the cemetery, as if someone had brought wine here to pay homage to the souls of the dead.
Was it Emperor Duanmu Qi who came to pay homage? Apart from Emperor Duanmu Qi, there seemed to be no one else in the entire Xidu Palace.
Killing a living person, and then suddenly came to pay homage to the dead soul, which made Zhang Weiyu completely confused about Duanmu Huangqi.
"Who are these people?" Someone was puzzled: "Duanmu Emperor Qi actually set up a mausoleum in the palace specifically for them. I have heard before that there is a courtyard in the Xidu Palace that ordinary people are not allowed to approach, but I didn't go into details.
Find out what’s inside.”
Zhang Weiyu looked at the names on the tombstone and sighed: "If my guess is right, then I know who they are. The final battle between the God Kings took place in Xizhou. At that time, the Qing Kingdom was strong, and the old God King was outside Xidu.
They encountered crazy resistance. At that time, the God King sent Duanmu Huangqi to lead a hundred dead men to the Western Capital to behead him. In the end, the leader of the Qing Kingdom died, and Duanmu Huangqi and the others were the last one left, that is, Duanmu Huangqi.
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The inner hall next to him was stunned when he looked at the ninety-nine tombstones, because the number matched! For the inner hall, the war was older than they were born, and many of them only lived a few days.
He is only a hundred years old, and even though he has eaten diluted marrow-washing fruits, his limited strength has caused the Yulong Ban to be updated several times.
Today, Zhang Weiyu and others have never experienced that war personally, and they have always yearned for it.
Some people are puzzled: "How can Emperor Duanmu still value friendship so much?"
In everyone's impression, Duanmu Huangqi had never trusted anyone. A person who could ruthlessly kill even his own son would actually miss other people?
Zhang Weiyu shook his head and said: "Even the saints we talk about will have shortcomings and make mistakes, so how can a wicked person not be awe-inspiring? Who of us dares to say that we truly understand Duanmu Huangqi? We can only say that in this world
People and things are not black and white, we are all a collection of contradictions."
Someone looked at the tombstones and saw the name of the tomb owner written on each tombstone. At this time, someone was surprised: "There is a cemetery and tombstone over there, but the tombstone has not been erected yet."
Looking straight into the inner hall, I was shocked to find that the name written on the tombstone was actually Duanmu Huangqi's own name!
Everyone looked at each other in shock. The hero of the generation actually left a tombstone for himself.
"Let's go, this war must end no matter what," Zhang Weiyu said: "And we just need to stand firmly behind my king."
At this time, Lu Shu came to the door of the main hall. It was dark inside. He stood at the door, as if he was looking silently at Duanmu Huangqi in the darkness. Behind Lu Shu was the Imperial Dragon Ban Zhi, who also returned to the inner hall.
beside him.
At this time, the palace suddenly began to turn into sand, and the tiles covered with glazed glass began to turn into sand in an instant, and rustled down from the roof.
The entire luxurious palace seems to have been weathered by time. The tiles are gone, the walls are gone, and the stone pillars are gone. It is full of the vicissitudes of decline.
When the palace disappeared, the scene inside was revealed, no longer dark, and Emperor Duanmu sat on the dragon chair in the main hall with his eyes closed to meditate.
The other party had a calm demeanor and was wearing the same Emperor's uniform as Wen Zaifu.
Lu Shu stared at him, and for some reason he always felt that wearing this uniform on Duanmu Huangqi made him look like the real Emperor of Heaven.
In my impression, many emperors were suspicious and tyrannical. He should have been like Duanmu Emperor Qi, but Wen Zaihuo looked less like a heavenly emperor and more like the commander of the imperial guards of the old god king.
