My Empress is My Bad Girl

"A stick of incense time, you discuss."

Ji Tangtang walked outside the door.

A stick of incense passed, and an elder took the initiative to open the door and said, "Patriarch, just do what you want."

Ji Tangtang felt relieved and smiled.

She personally helped everyone to recall the patriarch and prepare for the closed tribe.

The tribesmen returned one after another.

Standing on the high mountainside, Ji Tangtang looked at this scene with a relieved smile on his lips.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

There was a slight tremor throughout the mountain range.

earthquake?

Ji Tangtang shook her body and looked around in surprise, wondering what went wrong.

Soon, her eyes froze in one place.

In a corner of the valley, rubble splashed around, crashing a large area.

Soon there were cries from the tribe.

Before Ji Tangtang wanted to understand what was going on, a fire-lit ball flew from outside the valley and fell straight into the middle of a house.

In Ji Tangtang's gaze, that piece of house was directly blown up and smashed.

A child sitting in front of his house eating candy, instantly disappeared into the explosion of smoke and fire.

Ji Tangtang trembled all over, recovered and rushed down immediately.

As she descended the mountain, two more fireballs flew in and exploded in the tribe.

When she stood in the valley, she found that the entire valley had become a purgatory on earth.

Countless tribesmen were killed, wounded, and alive. They cried and ran away to avoid falling rocks.

"Aniang, Dad...help me...uuuu..."

The cry of a girl woke her up.

Ji Tangtang followed the sound and saw a little girl who was crushed between several logs, crying and struggling.

She hurried over and moved the wood with her right hand with difficulty to rescue the little girl.

The little girl's leg was crushed, dripping with blood.

It was a girl she knew named Xiaochun.

"Sister Patriarch, my leg hurts badly." Xiaochun said weakly, leaning against her with a dusty face.

Ji Tangtang hugged her tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaochun, my sister will take you to the doctor, and it won't hurt soon."

She stood up holding Xiaochun and ran towards the house of the nearest doctor.

Surprisingly, the doctor’s house was also bombed.

The doctor's family was crying aside.

Ji Tangtang hugged Xiaochun, watching this scene, her heart trembled.

"Sister Patriarch..." Xiaochun's faint voice sounded, "I miss Aniang and Dad... Dad said he would bring me apricots to eat..."

Her voice became lower and lower until she could no longer hear her.

Finally closed his eyes forever.

"Little Chun, Little Chun..."

Ji Tangtang stared at her dirty little face blankly, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

However, Xiaochun could never hear her.

"Little Chun——"

Ji Tangtang lowered his head and hugged her tightly.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Yunshu stumbling around, looking terrified, "What is this? Is it the artillery of Zhou?"

"Artillery?" Ji Tangtang looked at her.

"Yes, I have seen with my own eyes how Zhou's artillery bombed houses and troops in Beiqi." Zhuang Yunshu was panicked, "Could it be that Beiqi actually fired artillery here?"

At this moment, Ji Li came and said coldly: "Tangtang, have you seen it? Is this the result you want?"

Ji Tangtang didn't speak.

She held Xiaochun with one hand and looked around the tribe who fled in a panic, tears in her eyes.

"How could this be?" she muttered to herself.