Thousands of black crows cover the place, making eerie crow sounds.

After a moment, the black crow disappeared.

But in this dilapidated land, there were no traces of the three of them, as if they had evaporated out of thin air.

Only Lin Wutiao's increasingly distant and extremely ethereal voice was left, "Huangfu Xiaoxiao, you have violated the ancestral precepts and betrayed the Huangfu family and the imperial domain. Have you figured out how to repent?"

Until the last note stopped, the place was eerily silent.

...

In the sky above the Martial Arts Summit, the huge Dawn City looks like an ancient country.

Dark, eerie, bloody, terrifying, and depressing.

All kinds of uncomfortable atmospheres are pressing down on the Imperial Continent.

On Dawn City, a strange person wearing long blood-colored clothes was suspended at the edge. People from the surrounding continent could see her clearly.

She slowly unfolded the black gold scroll in her hand and said loudly in a voice that could shake the imperial realm:

"My king, Wei Meng, has returned to his hometown in the imperial domain with the light of the sun and the city of Dawn, and everyone in the world celebrates it. King Meng does not want to go to war, but he can give you a way to survive. As long as you hand over Ye Chuyue, you can live under the light forever.

, otherwise, you will become the food of Dawn City. You, there is only one way, and that is to surrender to Dawn City and be loyal to the Dream King."

Say it.

The scroll was thrown out, and the area expanded hundreds of times and was suspended in the sky. In the name of the king, the civilians of this continent were notified.

Chu Yue stood on the back of the bird and watched this scene from a distance.

She looked towards the earth.

The eyes of gods and demons wept blood, passing through all parts of the imperial territory.

There was an elderly man who walked on crutches despite the obstruction of his children and grandchildren. He stared at the black gold scroll in the sky and shouted hoarsely, "Fart, fart, they are all farting."

A young boy gathered hundreds of companions and walked out of Xinghai City, carrying heavy weapons and holding high flags made from torn robes.

On the flag, there are words written by them with the blood of hundreds of families:

Chu!

The eye-catching Chu flutters in the wind.

The young man shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Go to hell King Meng, we only submit to Emperor Chu!"

A young man from the Imperial Domain would rather die than change his master!

Anyone with eyes can see clearly what is right and wrong.


Chapter completed!