King Liren's army was not idle when they just gave Qingquan three sticks of incense. They did a lot of things.
Some people dug some sand trenches in the sand, and others cleaned up the battlefield. They hid in the sand pits and buried some heavy objects, which can be used to reduce the damage of sound waves.
They are all very careful, after all, this time the attack will not be at such a high altitude, and the blow of the Kui drum will be very low, after all, the main purpose is to destroy the city.
They have no doubts about the victory. After all, Qingquan, with colored glaze as the main body of the city wall, will probably crack under this attack.
At that time, they will jump out of the ditch and share the final glory with King Li Ren, but before that, they must keep themselves alive.
And they need to solve this matter before Chaos comes out before dawn, if Qingquan is not guaranteed, the little Chaos around will know.
At that time, no one is sure whether King Liren can directly defeat the last few biggest chaos after absorbing Shewu.
Everyone is making final preparations to stay alive and quickly enter the city to rob. This group of people who have survived the battle are very nervous but not flustered at the moment.
Lu Wan'er had already covered Bei Wang in the sandpit with layers of vines, his body trembling slightly, and his throat kept roaring.
At this moment, he must want to kill Niu Manyuan before he goes to heaven, so that he won't be allowed to beat the Kui drum again.
However, Niu Manyuan is here for the final victory of King Liren's battle at this moment, not because he is so important in the eyes of King Liren.
And he has a blood relationship with Chang Si and is physically strong enough to beat the Kui drum, so Niu Manyuan can't die in Bei Wang's hands now.
Even if Niu Manyuan's arm had recovered and he didn't need the help of the deer doctor, it would not be so easy for Lu Wan'er to kill him.
But she knew very well that Niumanyuan deserved to die, but not at this time, anyone who attacked Niumanyuan now was within the range of King Liren's attack.
So she can only save Bei Wang's life at this time. After all, he still has three children to protect, and she hopes and needs him to live.
On Hu Ling'er's side, her people had already chosen a place to lurk, and she herself and Shan Xing acted separately. The two of them, husband and wife, now each hold important positions.
Working hard to survive is more important than being able to die together for a while, so she found a place where no one was paying attention and sneaked down.
But it didn't take long for her to hear a faint sigh. The sound outside was extremely noisy, but this sigh right next to her ear made her hair stand on end.
"I'll die by your side." A somewhat old woman's voice rang out again with a sigh.
Hu Ling'er turned into a vision, the hair on her body stood on end, her heart was beating wildly, but she also recognized whose voice it was.
That's Teacher Nishang, a Huanyao mother-in-law. The two of them have been working together for half a year.
If it wasn't an old acquaintance, maybe it was another phantom with a weapon, she would have to be killed on the spot right now.
"What's the matter with you? Are you injured?" Hu Ling'er looked at the old Huan Yao aunt who was fully revealed.
She seemed to be standing with great effort, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The golden streamer of monster power continuously entangled and fell around her, turning into blossoming acacia flowers and falling beside Hu Ling'er.
This is a sign that the phantom demon is about to run out of power, what happened to this very powerful phantom demon mother-in-law?
"No, I'm just about to run out of demon power and I'm about to die. I'll ask you one last thing.
You take my spar to save Nishang. "Grandma Huan Yao's eyes were empty, as if she no longer knew where her mind was wandering.
When Hu Ling'er heard this, she suddenly understood in her heart that the moon halo spar could save Nishang, and her mother-in-law knew about it after trying everything possible to find it.
"You should have guessed who I am. I am her grandma, Lansi." This mysterious old phantom turned out to be the legendary Lansi great demon.
Hu Ling'er didn't expect it for a while, she always thought that the phantom demon mother-in-law was a good phantom demon that her master found.
After all, her old man has a weird and perverse personality, even if she protects Nishang, it may be the result of a bet with someone.
It turned out that this phantom was actually the long-dead Lansi demon, and she was familiar with the entanglements between these three generations of phantoms and Xidi.
Now that Lansi suddenly reveals her background, Hu Linger feels that thisKnowing that she was wrong, she should teach this child well.
That way he wouldn't do so many terrible things. From that day on, she knew that all of this was her own fault.
Then let yourself use all your monster power to make up for this matter, and let your spar go to save Nishang, who is the child designated by the legend.
She can save the Qingluan Empire again in the future, but she, she already has no face to face the national teacher, no face to face the dead King Baishan.
Even more shameless to face Princess Baishan who was hurt by him, that proud and calm woman who wanted to be strong, she died so miserably.
The first half of Lansi's life flashed by like a fleeting moment, that cowardly and heartbreaking man, that stubborn and humble child.
His gentle and powerful daughter, the well-behaved and sensible Nishang, the tough and kind Zheng, the majestic and tolerant national teacher, all of them flashed past.