As the news of the emperor's injury spread, the fighting spirit of Shenyu's army plummeted. After several battles, many of them were killed, and they had no choice but to give orders to temporarily avoid the enemy.

The Shenyu Army retreated.

The three-party coalition led by Huangcheng made a decisive decision and marched straight in to take over the abandoned cities and gradually erode and digest the great national destiny of the Shenyu Dynasty.

The situation of the war turned around.

The rivers on one side were declining, and the momentum on the other side was like a rainbow. As one waned and the other grew, the momentum of the three-party coalition reached an unprecedented peak, suppressing the Shenyu Army to the death.

The latter repeatedly retreated.

Some aristocratic nobles became dissatisfied because of this and began to secretly send people to contact the coalition forces, acting as wavering grassroots and falling to whichever side the wind was strong.

In their eyes.

The current Shenyu Dynasty is like a candle in front of the wind or a lamp in the rain. It may fall apart at any time. Instead of being foolish and loyal and stubbornly resisting, it is better to worship at the top of the mountain as soon as possible.

They did the same thing back then when Dong Yunyue trampled on the mountain gate.

…

One year later.

All the remnants of Shenyu's army withdrew into Tai'an City, remaining in peace for a while without the courage to fight again.

Heavy snow has sealed the territory, the city gates are tightly closed, nine thousand eight hundred miles of wolf smoke obscures the clouds and the moon, the sound of horse hooves stirs up dust, the military formation is like a black tide, locking up the capital, and soldiers surround Tai'an.

"Long!"

The war drums beat in unison, eighty-nine stalwart figures stood in the void, and the formation was called before the battle:

"Empress Dongyun, do you dare to show up and fight with us!"

The breeze is blowing slowly, and there is a phoenix chair at the top of the city. Dongyun Yue is sitting on it and looking sideways.

"Jiu Que, Lord of the Far and Wild City."

"Xiao Ming Wang Zhu Tianyin."

"The Ming Dynasty King Zhu Tianyang."

"Zhu Tiance, the leader of the Sun and Moon Cult."

"Xue Fengdao, the master of the Demon Sealing Palace."

"Guo Ziming, Vice-President of Demon Sealing."

"The Lord of Dongtian Island, Xiang Jiezi."

"The Blue-faced Ghost King of the Ao Oni Tribe."

She read out the names of the Mortal Slayer Realm in front of her like a treasure trove, and the calm between her brows was like a deep pool, vast and deep. No matter how many hurricanes passed by, I remained calm.

"Not counting the one from Qingfengguan, all the Mortal Slayers in the world are here. Tsk, it seems that all of you are determined to kill me today... Okay, very good!"

The atmosphere was tense.

"Empress Shenyu."

The Lord of Huangcheng said calmly:

"to be honest."

"I used to admire you and thought you were a person, until you foolishly entrusted the Imperial Seal to a person who was not under your control..."

"Do you think he can help you by giving him the Imperial Seal? Oh, naive, right now your Shenyu country is in crisis and is about to be destroyed. Where are the others? Hmm? Where are they?"

Xue Fengdao immediately continued:

"It is estimated that they have escaped early. The nine great mortal-slaying realms are gathered together. Looking at the whole world, there is no other such formation. Who wouldn't be frightened to see it?"

"Haha, what nonsense is the Peach Blossom Sword God? It's just a false name."

Zhu Tiance then sneered:

"Thinking back to those days, when this man conquered the entire Buddha land, killed the Buddha master, and then forced Qingfeng to escape from the world. I am afraid that he has exhausted his reserves long ago, and now he is at the end of his battle..."

"Humph, so what if he still has the strength to fight?"

"The foolish king has no way, and the situation is over. We raise an army to attack Yu. It is God's will. God wants to destroy Shen Yu. Under the torrent of the times, all existences are like ants!"

"Yes, our words and deeds coincide with the will of the Supreme God. Even if the so-called Sword God comes in person, we don't need to be afraid. He dares to go against the general trend, right?"

Dong Yunyue said nothing, quietly listening to their pretense.

suddenly.

The Green Ghost King pointed his finger at her, with a sinister smile on his face:

"Little emperor, to be honest, we three brothers have admired you for many years. As long as you agree to be our double cultivation cauldron, I will make the decision to ensure your survival."

"oh?"

Dong Yunyue suddenly became interested, straightened her chest and asked:

"Is this true?"

"A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with!"

"Think about it."

The empress lowered her head, pretended, thought for a while, raised her eyebrows, raised the corners of her mouth, and smiled mockingly: "Sorry, I refuse, I have a master~"

Say it.

Like a proud phoenix, she raised her chin and openly revealed the collar tied to her neck: "Mum, this was given to me by the master, doesn't it look good?"

It was the first time he revealed his relationship with Chen Yi in public.

I used to be afraid that rumors would affect the other party, but now I am no longer afraid: because after today, this will no longer be a shame, but a kind of supreme... glory!

She has confidence in her master.

But only for her.

On the battlefield, everyone was stunned.

What did they hear?

Dong Yunyue, the founding emperor of the Shenyu Dynasty, this woman who is said to be the most noble and arrogant woman in the world, is actually someone's slave in private? She is also wearing a collar?

I couldn't believe my eyes.

She didn't understand, it was incredible, she was confused, it was hard to accept... Countless eyes with different thoughts focused on Dong Yunyue, making her whole body feel hot.

"Did your Majesty drink last night?"

"No way."

"Then why are you just talking nonsense?"

"Let's talk."

"Who is the master in Your Majesty's mouth?"

"Who else could it be? The one from the palace."

Dong Yunyue blinked at Zuo Zining: "You don't have to be envious, Prime Minister Zuo. If things go wrong here, I will beg the master to take you in too. Let's turn the monarch and his ministers into sisters."

Zuo Zining:?

My head feels so itchy.

I feel like I'm going to have a crotch, or will I have a crotch? I'll be unlucky with her for the rest of my life!

Thinking that the fruit he was eyeing was caught first by another man, the green-faced ghost king was immediately filled with jealousy. His eyes were about to burst, and he almost wanted to kill someone. He roared in a low voice:

"Dong Yunyue, are you looking for death?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

Dong Yunyue licked her lips provocatively, half-squinted her eyes, and rubbed her collar in a daze: "That night was the most unforgettable in my life, Master..."

Hear the words.

King Qinggui subconsciously thought about it: The cold and charming Empress Dongyun was scolding the ministers in the Jinluan Palace one second, but appeared in the secret room the next second, begging...

No.

Probably, he couldn't even beg for mercy: how could that bitch let go of her delicate lips, and what greeted her was only cruel torture...

"ah!!!"

The Green Ghost King looked up to the sky and roared, his vertical pupils covered with bloodshot eyes, fierce light bursting out, and he squeezed out a sentence from the gaps in his mouth full of fangs: "Dong Yunyue, you are going too far!"

"Can't stand it anymore?"

"Where are you going? In my opinion, you might as well commit suicide. In this case, I might be merciful and allow you to kneel outside the palace and listen to my fairy voice..."

"Oh, you're so mean."

Dong Yunyue spat out a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs. Zuo Zining hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the blood stains from the corners of her mouth: Her injuries were not staged, they were really seriously injured.

See the situation.
To be continued...