The city of Monkey King

Fengxian Pavilion.

A total of two internal and external courts, the outer court has been broken by 50,000 rebel forces, the rebels rushed into the inner court, and 10,000 Yu Linjun is derogating from the four thousand.

The remaining 6,000 Yulin, at this moment, all retired to the inner court, desperately resisting the 50,000 rebel forces still insane attack.

The ladies in the Fengxiang Pavilion were shivering at this time.

They are just some ordinary palace ladies. They usually have no chance to see the blood. Where have you seen such **** scenes, they are rushing to the center of the Fairy Pavilion.

The center is the small pavilion on that side, which is where the ‘Imperial Empress’ lives.

These palace ladies did not dare to enter the small courtyard of the pavilion, but just anxiously staying outside the small pavilion, one by one is a stunned look at the outside of the inner court.

"Just come in!"

"Run!"

"The rebels have come in!"

"..."

From a distance... there was a scream of screams, and these palace ladies outside the small pavilion were able to see far away, defending the Fenglin Pavilion, and being chased by madness.

The defending circle of the inner court is also in a frenzied contraction.

Once the inner court is out of hand... these Yu Linwei will use the small pavilion of the 'Imperial Goddess' as the place to stay!

It is also their last line of defense!

These ladies, all of them are panicked, they want to run, but they don't know how to run, they can't retreat... Retreat, they have to enter the residence of ‘上仙娘娘’.

"come in."

It was at this time that the door behind them suddenly opened.

After the door was opened, the clothes were plain and the face had a gentle smile. Because of the fact that in the case of Yan Dan, these sixteen years... Song Yan’s appearance has not grown old, but it seems to be a lot younger.

Originally in the Yunshui world, Song Yu’s appearance was superior. Although there were a few forty, it seemed to be in his early thirties.

At the moment, it seems to give the impression that it is at most twenty-five years old, but the temperament of the body, the warm smile in the eyes, and the meaning of the elders.

"Mother, can't!"

"Yeah, you are going in!"

"As long as we are alive, we will not let the rebels hurt the mother half!"

"........."

These palace ladies did not rush into the brain for their own escape, but instead spoke words that were completely different from their faces.

Sixteen years... They are in this Fengxiang Pavilion, they are the first time... they are seen as people.

The ‘Essence of the Immortal Mother’ is honorable, and she must be prayed for her, but she has never treated these palace ladies as despicable.

"come on in."

Song Wei just smiled and stepped forward to grasp the hand of a recent palace lady. During the period of the palace girl's hairpin, she pulled it into the door.

When the other palace ladies saw this scene, they all rushed in. The number one palace lady was suddenly filled with the small garden of this small pavilion.

"Anniling!"

There was a palace lady, and the tears that were touched were all dropped. I couldn’t help but say that I went down to the Song Dynasty. The rest of the palace ladies, also one by one, shed tears and cried.

Song Yuben was soft-hearted. When I saw these girls who were almost as big as the snow in the early Qin Dynasty, they raised their hands and stroked the head of the palace lady in front of themselves. They couldn't help thinking of their daughter.

‘Little Snow... I don’t know where you are now, how are you doing? Will it be cold? Will you be hungry...’

From outside this small pavilion, it was soon the sound of a noisy sword, the killing, the screaming, the intertwined voice, and the introduction to the pavilion, scared these palace ladies were licking their ears and their faces were white.

It was at this time that the door... was suddenly knocked.

The palace ladies in the hospital were all scared and trembled. Song Wei was not nervous. It was very quiet to go forward and open the door slowly.

When the door opened, it was a middle-aged general who had a look on his face and his armor had been stained with blood.

This is the case with the Iron Man General.

"At the end, Zhao Qian, see the fairy goddess!"

Yulin’s general Zhao Qian, who bowed down to Song in one knee, went to the ceremony and quickly stood up.

"The maiden can be assured, as long as I am still standing still, I will not let the rebels step into this place!"

After saying this, without waiting for the slightest words of Song Yu, Zhao Qian turned around and stepped out of the door, the sword in his hand... blood dripping down!

It is the blood of the rebels.

The reason why he buckled to see Song Song was to make sure that Song Hao was not injured.

"Yu Linjun listens to orders!"

Zhao Qian stood outside the door and raised his sword.

Around him... there are only the remaining 1,300 Yulin Jun, and the remaining 8,700 people, all killed in the previous killing.

"in!"

"in!"

"in!!"

"...!"

One thousand three hundred and three hundred Lin Jun, all of them are blood-stained, just 50,000 to 10,000, and it is hard to fight, so sturdy, not to be injured in the body, many lack of arms and broken legs stand together, But in the eyes, everything is fearless.

Snoring hit this point, but also talk about what to retreat, it is all sloppy!

I am desperately trying to change my life!

"Ma Ge wraps his body and swears to die!"

"Swear to die!"

"...!"

All the Yulin army's knives are bright in front of them, a pair of eyes with the meaning of killing red, looking at the 50,000 rebels who are constantly approaching.

These 50,000 rebels are all well-prepared and complete in arms. They are all heavy-armed soldiers who are not afraid of cutting. They are covered with heavy armor, holding two meters and eight long squats, stepping forward, each step. On the ground, there is a shock on the ground. A round of rushing is enough to kill thousands of Yulin troops who have been rushing to fight. It is not the same as the Yulin remnants in front of them.

The ladies in the small pavilion, looking at this scene outside, was not infected by Yu Linjun’s intention to die, even Song Yi, but also could not help but a little red.

Long sigh in my heart...

She, I don't want these people to bleed for her.

At this time, a laughter came out, and from the 50,000 rebels, a ten-meter-wide passage was opened.

An eight-married, colorful sedan chair, the wheels rolling in.

Standing at the front end of this sedan chair is a middle-aged man with a golden robe and a chest open, and the left and right hands are each holding a beautiful woman with a veil of gauze and a **** look.

In the eyes of Zheng Jian, with a smile in his eyes, he looked at Song Wei, who stood in the gate of the pavilion, and couldn’t help but let his eyes shine. The heart was amazed, and 16 years... it was getting younger and younger.

At the thought of this, my heart suddenly tickles, and I can't help but squeeze the snow peaks under the beautiful veil on both sides. These two beautiful women can only pretend to be very enjoyable and make a few low-pitched voices, for fear that Zheng Jian is angry and afraid to eat. It hurts a bit. 2k novel reading network