Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

When Wen Jiao returned to the city, she brought back a large loaf of bread that was tied up tightly.

Gongze, who had been guarding the city for the past few days, had thoroughly experienced Leba's bravery, so he had prepared the rope to tie him up early in the morning. He used extremely strong and flexible beef tendons to make the rope, soaked in a drug that would cause weakness in the hands and feet, and any dragon would have to coil up against the rope. Leba was tied up until his muscles and bones were sore, and Gongze led him into the city gate, stumbling and cursing.

It is better to lose the battle than the defeat. Even though he was captured, he would not give up. Regardless of his weak limbs, the moment he stepped into the city gate, he tried his best to put on the gait of a dragon and a tiger, striding majestically. Just as he was about to cast a disdainful look at the people in the city, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and something hit his face, rough and soft, with a strange warmth.

He shook his head hard and threw the thing off. Then he could see it clearly. He turned pale and almost vomited.

It turned out to be a piece of fresh cow dung.

The one who threw this lethal weapon was a child wearing a two-layer leather robe, with two bright black eyes. "You big bad guy! I told you not to say bad things about the Queen!"

Whose young master is this? How could he be so arrogant and unreasonable? Lieba wanted to argue with him, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. He saw people gathered on both sides of the street. They were all well-dressed, carrying baskets full of cow dung, and their faces were filled with indignation, ready to attack.

"What are you doing? I am the son of King Wangbu and Queen Zhuowasam. I am also the king of Majing Kingdom. You can kill me, but you can't insult me ​​like this! You can't do this to me!" Leba's face changed drastically and he said loudly.

It would have been better if he hadn't shouted. Once he shouted, the crowd became furious and the cow dung rained down on him. The city lord Gongze had to raise his sleeves to cover his head and face to avoid accidental injuries, and shouted loudly: "Aim carefully and hit, don't hit me!"

People didn't care about him. Manzagang had been peaceful for many years and there had never been a war. But this fake prince had provoked a war. There had been many casualties in the past few days, all of them were relatives of the people in the city. Seeing the culprit right in front of them, how could they remain calm?

Gongze also understood their feelings, but the cow dung also hit his head, and he could only hold his head and scream. In his busy schedule, he did not forget to hold the rope tightly to prevent Lieba from running away: "Everyone calm down, this fake prince has been captured by the queen, and the queen will deal with him later. Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

When he mentioned the queen, people calmed down a little. Gongze called out several times, and they gradually dispersed. But they didn't know when the crying started to spread among the crowd.

"My San'er, this beast chopped off one of his arms!"

"At least your son is still alive, but my eldest son is gone!"

They all cried for their loved ones who had been lost in the war. The child who had thrown the cow dung first was held in his mother's arms. He hugged her neck and cried in a baby voice, "Brother, brother will never come back..."

The unexpected development made Leba feel that his head was heavier than a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift it up.

Gongze rolled down his sleeves and led him back to the city lord's mansion. As a descendant of the royalists, he felt guilty towards the eldest son of the former king, so he personally brought water to wash Lieba's head and face: "King of Majing, don't blame these black-headed people. Manzagang has not been involved in war for fifteen years. This time when you came to fight, many of our people really died..."

Lieba sat dejectedly, and suddenly realized something, and asked: "Are they... just black-headed people?"

Gong Ze said, "Yes, what else do you think they are?"

Looking at their attire, fur robes and colorful satin belts, he thought they were a group of nobles!

Is Manzagang so prosperous now? When my father was in power, the black-headed people were lucky enough to be able to wear a ragged robe.

Leba seemed to have suffered a fatal blow, and this time he could not even lift his head.

At this moment, a long and loud sound came from outside. Lieba recognized it as the sound of a conch shell. Gongze listened carefully and said happily, "It's the imperial teacher who has returned." After ordering the guards to take good care of Lieba and not to mistreat him, he got up and left.

Lieba was worried about this national teacher. The evil queen said that this man led the troops to attack the headquarters of the Majin Kingdom, and he didn't know what the result would be.

With his elder sister watching over the base camp, he was relieved. His elder sister Sam was resourceful, brave and courageous, a rare heroine. Over the years, the two siblings helped each other. He was able to gain a firm foothold in the Kingdom of Majing, eliminate all factions in the country, and become a truly powerful king, all thanks to his elder sister's advice behind the scenes.

But what if this national teacher has some weird magic...Leba did his homework before launching the war. He ordered people to pretend to be merchants and go to Manzagang to gather intelligence several times. He only knew that the queen had appointed a woman as the national teacher.

Humph, even the actions of this evil queen Ha Xiang are full of evil spirits. How can a woman be a national teacher? Unless it is another evildoer who is in cahoots with Ha Xiang. When he conquers Manzagang and takes back his throne, he will cut out the heart and liver of this evildoer and feed it to the eagle!

But right now, compared to the planning of how to deal with the remnants of the Demon Queen after returning to the throne, the planning of how to save his own life seems more practical for a prisoner.

Sister, you must hold on, your brother is waiting for you to save him.

Leba's torment did not last long before it was broken. An unexpected person came to visit him. It was the imperial teacher whom he regarded as a demon.

The woman wearing a ferocious Yaksha mask came with clean clothes, rich food and fragrant spices. She gave Leba a cup of wine mixed with drugs, and while he was sore all over, she asked the maid to give him a bath, change his clothes, re-braid his hair and fumigate it, and personally fed him food mouthful by mouthful.

Lieba let her do whatever she wanted with humiliation, and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do to me, you devil?"

The Imperial Master shuddered and took off his mask: "What did you call me?"

Lieba opened his eyes wide: "Ahhh...Mom?!"

The shadows of the clouds in the sky changed, and half an hour had passed unknowingly. After listening to Wencheng's story about his experiences over the years, Lieba took a long time to regain his ability to speak: "Sister, over there..."

"Sam is calmer than you. After she found out that you had left the main force, she immediately concluded that you were ambushed, so she was on high alert. My troops and hers had victories and defeats against each other, and finally I invited her out for a talk. She was willing to withdraw her troops as long as we return you intact. In the future, our two countries will make peace and there will be no more war." Wen Cheng said.

The second-in-command of the enemy was her own mother who had been missing for many years. Her life was secured thanks to the mediation of her and her sister. Lieba should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason a nameless anger burned in her heart.

Is it the excitement of the truth?

Or is it because, in this power struggle, I have become the one being dominated throughout the process?

His face was filled with anger: "Who gave her the courage to make decisions for me? And you," he pointed at Wencheng, his eyes full of disappointment, "Mom, father dotes on you so much that he would pick the stars from the sky for you. You actually served the witch queen, you betrayed your husband!"

Wen Ben looked at him with pity, and when he heard his words, his eyes were gradually filled with sadness and a kind of expected loss.