thefictionvixens Chapter 289 Sleeping
Chapter 289 Sleeping
Inside the barren mountain position
Qiao Rulai said that the Miao region was already destroyed, and Prince Canglang immediately asked anxiously, "What do you mean by that?"
"King Miao is dead! He was ambushed and killed by a killer from Huanzhu Tower! It seemed to be the deputy owner of Huanzhu Tower named Feng Duyue!" He Wentian said from the side.
Although he also made some moves, he belonged to the Central Plains camp after all.
They were on the battlefield at the time, so whatever he did was right.
But Fengdu Yue is different. He was brought by the Miao King and belonged to the same camp. If we want to cooperate with Qiao Rulai's statement, it would be more effective to say that the Miao King died because of Fengdu Yue's betrayal.
"How could this happen?" Canglang couldn't believe it for a moment.
I couldn't believe such a result would happen.
It didn't matter if the operation to seize the Nine Dragons' land energy failed, but he absolutely couldn't believe that his father died due to betrayal on the battlefield!
"Even if it's hard for you to believe, this is the fact! Believe me, the news of the Miaojiang state funeral will be out soon!" Qiao Rulai said.
"If you can't identify the real culprit behind this, Qiao Rulai thinks you'd better not go back!"
"I don't believe it!" Canglang still couldn't believe it, and Yin Jiuxuan next to him also couldn't believe it, but as a subordinate, he still stood up.
"Your Highness, let me go and gather intelligence!"
"If you can't believe it, the best thing to do is to send someone over to gather intelligence. However, it would be best to change your appearance and disguise yourself, and never go in your original form." Qiao Rulai helped with ideas!
"Whether you believe this news or not, Qiao Rulai suggests that you recover from your injuries in the Central Plains before returning."
Miaojiang
Inside the Miao Palace
The bodies of the Miao King and the high priest were all placed in the main hall.
King Bei Jing and Qianxue Guming all stood beside the corpse with sorrowful expressions.
"Brother King!" Qianxue Guming threw herself on the corpse of King Miao and cried out in grief.
Of the three people from the Tianlang Temple who took action, only Yang Jiuhao has returned.
"Does anyone know what the situation was at the scene at that time?" King Bei Jing stood up and took charge of the situation as if he was suppressing his grief.
"At that time, the sky collapsed and the earth shook. After the king had a fierce fight with Cang Jingren, he was attacked continuously by those Central Plains masters and finally fell to the ground! He was entangled for a while and could not be rescued in time." On the eastern battlefield, without the Miao King and the high priest, there were naturally other people who were responsible.
For example, Fengdu Moon!
He had plenty of time to kill the Miao King on the battlefield, kill the high priest on the way of retreat, then clean up the Miao soldiers, let the Huanzhu Tower killer pretend to be a Miao soldier, and deal with the traces on the Miao King's body.
"On the battlefield in the north, after the collapse of heaven and earth, His Royal Highness the Prince and Yin Jiuxuan were separated on the battlefield. Now it is very likely that they have fallen into the hands of the Central Plains people." said the female tyrant.
"Now that the king has died on the battlefield, the people of Central Plains must have known about it. If they kidnap the prince and use him as a hostage, how should we respond?"
The female tyrant's words made everyone in the palace feel uneasy.
Except for two people, one is Feng Xiaoyao, who doesn’t care about anything, and the other is Linghu Qianli, who is a martial arts fanatic!
Compared with those struggles for fame, wealth and power, he prefers to discuss martial arts with others and make progress together.
"Qianxue..." King Bei Jing was just about to speak.
"Uncle Wang, you are smart, so I'll leave the Miaojiang affairs to you. I'll go and avenge my brother!" Qianxue Guming said.
"Xiao Qianxue, let's arrange a state funeral first! Ahem... As long as the news gets out, Xiao Canglang will find a way to come back if he has the chance! Even if he can't come back, if the people of Central Plains really capture him, they will definitely come here in his name to make conditions.
"At least, the reputation of the Shi family can be trusted! If the little wolf is in their hands, at least there is no need to worry about its safety! So don't be so anxious! You should go and have a rest first!" King Bei Jing said.
"We just went through such a great battle. I am exhausted both physically and mentally. I have to recover my energy before taking the next step!"
King Bei Jing's attitude is the same as before, still so amiable and gentle!
When he spoke, he was as gentle as an elder caressing a younger person.
"Also, although the main goal this time failed, all the soldiers fought with their lives and blood on the battlefield! The pensions they deserve must be paid in full, and the blood and tears of the heroes in Miaojiang must not be shed!
"Captain, Sergeant, I believe that the Iron Army Guards are capable of handling such duties!" King Bei Jing stood in the main hall and began to slowly gain control of the Miao region's discourse power.
When everyone accepted his orders naturally, he naturally became the best successor to the Miao King!
As orders were issued one after another, the people in the hall dispersed one by one.
"Female tyrant, Yang Jiuhao, the sacrificial ceremonies and state funerals of the king and the high priest are now left to you. Rewards and punishments will be made after everything is settled." After King Bei Jing issued the last order, only he, Qianxue Guming and Linghu Qianli were left in the entire hall.
Or there is a shadow in the dark who exists as the fourth person.
"Xiao Qianxue, no matter what, take a rest first!" King Bei Jing patted his shoulder gently, put his arm around his shoulder, and helped him to a bedroom in the palace to rest.
"If you are really unhappy, I will allow you to get drunk!" King Bei Jing said, and asked Linghu Qianli to go out and find the celebratory wine prepared before the expedition, and also prepare two pots of tea for him!
Soon, more than a dozen jars of wine and two pots of good tea were placed on the round table in the room!
"Xiao Qianxue, I am weak, so let me drink tea with you instead of wine! You must not bully me!" At this time, King Bei Jing was still joking, trying to liven up the atmosphere.
"Come on! Uncle Wang, I'll drink it! You can do whatever you want!" Qianxue Guming picked up a jar of wine, opened the seal, tilted his head back and drank. The wine in big gulps flowed down his throat, along the corners of his mouth, into his stomach, and onto his body.
He seemed to be venting his anger as he drank one jar after another, without even thinking of toasting with King Bei Jing.
There are more than ten jars of wine on the table, but he can actually drink only half of them. But even so, these ten jars of wine are enough for him to enjoy!
"Xiao Qianxue! Go to sleep! If you fall asleep, you won't feel sad anymore!"
King Bei Jing helped Qianxue Guming, who was drunk as a puddle, to lie on the bed.
He sat beside the bed, gently stroking his head with one hand, as if he was comforting a child who had just fallen asleep!