The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

"Your Highness!"

Bai Ju tried to rush over, but was stopped by Wei Qingjue's outstretched hand, and Yun Nian's hand on the strings also stopped.

"Ahem, it's okay, don't worry about me."

Blood was flowing out from his chest, but because he was wearing a black robe, nothing could be seen. Only when it fell to the ground and mixed with the rain could the red marks be seen.

"Wei Qingjue!"

Yun Nian called out softly. Although her voice was not loud, Wei Qingjue heard it and gave her a comforting look.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

But in fact, no one believed him. Yun Nian simply threw away the zither and ran in the direction where he was, while Fuqiu grabbed Song Yanga's collar.

"Is this the big thing you want to do? Are you crazy? You created another monster. Aren't those mummies enough for you to play with?"

But Song Yanga just gently grabbed her hand and pulled it off from behind him.

"Don't you dislike him too? He abandoned you to enjoy his happiness alone, forgetting that his sister was suffering. Because he ran away, the pain was transferred to you, wasn't it?"

His tone sounded like bewitching.

"Look, even though you are the only princess that everyone is talking about, you still have to dance for them. You are something to show off, but it's as if you are not a person."

For the first time, Song Yanga tore off his mask nakedly, and his evil and weird thoughts were no longer concealed.

"Are you sick? It's true that I hate Clover, but he's my brother, so I can't just watch him get hurt. Stop being so self-righteous."

Fuqiu glared at him angrily, pulled her hand away, and then walked towards Wei Qingjue.

"Well, it seems she doesn't like this kind of plot."

The Imperial Master shook his head helplessly.

"Wei Qingjue!"

Wei Qingjue ignored his wounds, and did not look at Yun Nian who was approaching him. He used his sword to support his body. Although Korlo's claws pierced his chest, his sword also left many marks on his body.

"Ahem, do you still have the strength?"

He suddenly laughed, because he found that the terrifying-looking Korlo's body was actually trembling.

"No matter how much you want to be immortal, no matter how much you want to have power, your body can't bear it. Do you think I'm just swinging at random?"

Those intertwined wounds were now connected together, dividing the meridians in Korlo's body.

"Damn it, what did you do?"

Korro's extremely excited mind finally regained some clarity, and then he looked at his hands. The muscles that had originally bulged now seemed to have become empty shells.

It's like the flesh is piled up inside, but the lines connecting them have all disappeared. Even if you use force, you can't feel the power.

"Do you feel you have no strength left... cough cough!"

Wei Qingjue showed a hint of sneer, and could only wave his hand gently as he looked at Yun Nian who was gradually approaching him. He really had no strength left, otherwise he would not have tried to delay time here.

If his plan hadn't changed, there should be chaos outside by now, right?

Yun Nian barely stopped walking and watched him force himself to confront Kel Luo.

"What other tricks do you have? Do you want to see how many people are willing to go through fire and water for you after you lose your violent power?"

A weak voice reached Korro's ears, and he realized at this moment that all those damn guards were hiding in the back, unwilling to step forward at the slightest danger.

And those palace maids wanted to stay away from me.

"Oh, as for your nobles, they already look like useless people. Isn't that what you wanted?"

Wei Qingjue sneered and said, and what he said was indeed correct. In this huge palace, there were only a few of them who were still left.

"Hmph, so what."

Seeing this scene, Korro suddenly laughed.

"As long as I am willing, I can have as many servants as I want. Even if they are unwilling in their hearts, they still have to obey my orders. I don't need blood. Everything I have can only be controlled by myself."

"Regret? I only regret not killing you at the beginning. Otherwise, I wouldn't have left myself with such a big hidden danger."

His expression suddenly became ferocious, and his words became more arrogant.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I know you want to delay time. If I guess correctly, you have probably already brought the army into Keluo's territory, right? Although I don't know how you found the way."

The sound of fighting came from far away, but was initially covered by the rumbling thunder.

"Reinforcements! They're our people!"

Bai Ju spoke excitedly, but few people present had a good look on their faces. They all looked solemnly at the center of the battlefield.

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to kill me? Come now."

Ker Luo dragged his weak body and rushed towards Wei Qingjue. His body was so heavy that his footsteps seemed to shake the earth.

No, the ground is shaking.

Yun Nian lost her balance and fell to the ground. If she hadn't grabbed a broken pillar, she would have been in an even more miserable state.

"Look, even God is helping me."

Kel Luo was still smiling, but his eyes were already filled with mad murderous intent. He grabbed Wei Qingjue's arm and pressed it down hard.

Yun Nian could almost hear the teeth-grinding "crackling" sound of bones, and correspondingly, Wei Qingjue frowned.

"Goodbye."

The face covered with flesh had a smug smile on it, but the other person's face did not show the fear he had imagined.

"Did you find it?"

Wei Qingjue said this while enduring the pain, and then looked at the emperor of Keluo provocatively.

"Even if you want me to die, I will drag you down with me. Why would I come here without any preparation?"

A cold light emanated from Wei Qingjue's wrist, and then pierced into Keluo's exposed and fragile neck.

"Pfft!"

That was the sound of blood spurting, and then all of it fell on Wei Qingjue's head. Ker Luo's face was still filled with fear, as if she had never expected that she would be tricked when she was sure of victory.

"Ahem, I have no strength left."

Wei Qingjue gave a bitter smile. The shaking ground had long made it impossible for him to control his body. The tip of his sword stuck on the ground, and then suddenly a big crack appeared, swallowing him whole.