"All right, you may go."
With a helpless wave, he had wanted to extract something from the woman's mouth, but unfortunately, she was dead.
They truly couldn't understand why people from the nunnery, once captured, would rather kill themselves than reveal anything else. Were they truly that loyal? Feng Jiu couldn't fathom it, and turned to look at Liu'er on the couch.
"Brother, rest for a while after you've finished your meal. The poison has only just been resolved, and your body is still weak."
Liu Liu nodded, also urging him to rest early. Feng Jiu agreed and walked out of the bedroom. Mu Xing hugged his mother's neck. Liu Liu looked at his wronged expression and felt a pang of affection. "Alright, you can sleep with Mama tonight."
"Okay."
Mu Xing was most pleased to hear this and nodded repeatedly.
Liu Liu instructed Cui'er and Hong Xiu to prepare some evening meals. The mother and son would eat lightly and then rest.
Cui'er prepared a few dishes that Liu Liu and Mu Xing loved. After serving them, she cleared away the things and attended to the mother and son's rest. Liu Liu waved for Cui'er and Hong Xiu to go and rest.
On the couch, Liu Liu held her son and suddenly spoke softly, "Mu Xing, if Father comes back to find us, should we go back with Father?"
As soon as Mu Xing heard his mother's words, he immediately shook his head. "No, Mu Xing doesn't want Father, only Mama. Mu Xing is fine as long as he has Mama."
His small body nestled into his mother's embrace, inhaling her scent with all his might. If Father was coming to snatch Mama, he didn't want Father. The little mind began to calculate.
If Father came, how should he be driven away? Listening to her son's words, Liu Liu couldn't help but laugh at herself. Why had she asked such a foolish question? Did she really want to return to the palace?
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Like a bird in a cage, she fell asleep while thinking.
In the dead of night, there was not a single light in sight, only darkness. The earth was shrouded in a black curtain, and a layer of hazy mist hung in the gloomy sky.
In the midst of the village and forest, it was impossible to discern the current scene. Thin mist swirled around, and the surroundings were silent, occasionally punctuated by the roars of wild beasts.
A gust of wind blew, rustling the leaves, sounding like wails of ghosts and wolves. However, with an army of a hundred thousand men, no one felt afraid.
Wolf Fang Mountain had five connected peaks. The hundred thousand troops divided into five routes, with twenty thousand men on each route, dispatched to the various peaks. If a peak had a large number of people or was in danger, smoke signals could be sent.
The men from other peaks would rush to support. In fact, without major issues, twenty thousand men were enough to deal with the demons on the mountain. Their troop strength was ten times that of the Demon Palace, so there was nothing to worry about.
Feng Xie and Nangong Yue, along with a few subordinates, led a troop of soldiers towards the central peak at high speed. Ri Ying and Yue Ying were at the forefront.
The rest followed behind and arrived at the mountain stronghold.
There were more than ten guards at the gate, each holding a long spear and swaying it back and forth. Lanterns on both sides of the tall iron gate flickered intermittently. The guards were yawning, already very drowsy, and didn't expect anyone to ascend the mountain at night.
In their drowsy state, they were dealt with by Ri Ying and Yue Ying.
Feng Xie and Nangong Yue were very surprised. Could the renowned Demon Palace be so vulnerable?
Pushing open the gate of the mountain stronghold, they suddenly understood. It turned out there was another world within. The entire area outside the main hall was covered by formations, emitting black energy, with flying sand and stones swirling rapidly.
Everyone looked on, seeing the stones forming illusions and floating in mid-air. As people moved forward, the stones moved forward and then rapidly struck at them. Other stones attacked from different directions.
Feng Xie raised a hand, signaling everyone to stop. What was needed now was how to break the formation, not to force their way through.
If they forced their way through, they would likely be annihilated. If they broke the formation, defeating the Demon Palace would be easy.
Nangong Yue stepped forward and took a look. This formation was called the Nine Heavens Whirlwind Formation. The stones looked like a meteor shower from the sky. If anyone rashly entered, they would likely suffer a grim fate. Only by breaking the formation could they enter.
Nangong Yue and Feng Xie exchanged glances, nodded, and leaped into the air simultaneously. With a burst of palm energy, they stopped the stones from floating.
Feng Xie's cold voice echoed in the dark night, "Ri Ying, Yue Ying, pay close attention. At which positions do the stones fail to float? That is the path to breaking the formation. Keep it in mind, and break them one by one."
"Yes, Master," Ri Ying and Yue Ying stood on the periphery. Nangong Yue and Feng Xie, suspended in mid-air, attacked the stone formation from left and right with their qi.
The stones, like soft cotton, were struck by the qi and moved nimbly, like agile humans. Some stones were hit accurately and couldn't float. This was the route to breaking the formation.
Ri Ying and Yue Ying quickly memorized the route. After half an hour, they had mastered the path to breaking the formation. Feng Xie and Nangong Yue withdrew their hands, spun, and landed on the ground, then sternly commanded their two subordinates.
"Break the formation."
"Yes, Master."
Ri Ying and Yue Ying's figures shot up like arrows released from a bow, swiftly entering the formation and following the previously determined route to disrupt it.
The floating stones in the air began to fall with thuds, shaking the heavens and earth. The sound alerted the people in the Demon Palace, and many rushed out amidst exclamations.
Seeing that the formation was broken, Feng Xie did not speak further with the Demon Palace personnel. A bloodthirsty killing intent arose, and he commanded, "Kill, leave none behind."
The twenty thousand troops charged into the Demon Palace like tigers descending from a mountain. The shouts echoed through the heavens and shook the earth.
The clash of swords, the cries, the suffocating killing intent, the blood mist rising under the night sky, thick and pungent. Occasionally, severed limbs flew past, and blood splattered everywhere.
The Demon Palace was turned into a blood sacrifice. Within an hour, it became a dead city. The twenty thousand troops brought by Feng Xie also suffered several hundred casualties.
Although several hundred men were killed or wounded, they had managed to eliminate over two thousand people from the Demon Palace, which was not in vain for those who died. Standing on the mountaintop, gazing at the vast and boundless sky, Feng Xie let out a long sigh of relief.
Feng Xie and Nangong Yue clasped hands. Just as they were preparing to descend the mountain, they noticed smoke signals being released from the opposite mountain. It seemed their troops had fallen into a trap. Feng Xie waved his hand, signaling his men to follow, and they rushed to another mountain.
Everyone arrived at the opposite mountain without delay. They saw Zhan Yun holding Lin Caixue tightly and crying out in pain, "Caixue, how are you? Tell me quickly, how are you?"
Zhan Yun looked up and saw Nangong Yue, then called out urgently, "Nangong Yue, come quickly and see how she is!"
Lin Caixue had been shot in the chest. Nangong Yue signaled Zhan Yun to lay Lin Caixue down. Lin Caixue's lips were pale, and she spoke intermittently, "Zhan Yun, are you alright? I'm fine, as long as you are alright."
Hearing this, Zhan Yun was on the verge of madness. He had been trained by the Emperor since childhood.
Although he lived in plenty, he had developed a habit of not trusting others easily, especially Caixue.
Because she was also an imperial person, he always felt she was sent by the Emperor to monitor him. But tonight, unexpectedly,
As he was breaking the formation, an arrow flew towards him due to an improper method. Caixue stepped forward to block the arrow. Otherwise, it would have been him lying on the ground.
Thinking of his constant indifference and the harm he had caused her, how he had even refused to let her conceive their child, and how he had always made her drink medicine after they were intimate.
If she died now, he feared he would fall into eternal damnation. Zhan Yun cried out in pain, throwing his head back to the sky, and tightly gripped Lin Caixue's hand.
"Caixue, it was my fault before. Please, give me a chance to care for you. Oh heavens, what have I done?"