"Come and go as you please, do you need my permission?"
Murong Jiu, riding a tall horse, spoke with a powerful aura.
This person not only coveted his manhood, but also had dirty hands.
Even if they don't kill him, they'll bury him alive.
Chu Liuyun's face was as black as charcoal.
Looking gloomily at the endless line of soldiers surrounding them, a layer of gloom settled over their hearts.
Behind him were soldiers whose attack on the city had been halted.
It was being slaughtered by a well-equipped squad of soldiers, its bright red blood spraying into the air.
The city walls, which were originally deserted, were now filled with archers.
If Chu Liuyun still doesn't understand what's going on, then he has wasted all those years sitting on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, the situation is bad; we are completely surrounded."
The general approached Chu Liuyun, his expression solemn.
Chu Liuyun held the reins tightly, causing the horse beneath him to tremble, but it did not attract his attention in the slightest.
He squeezed his eyes shut and said, "We'll break through at all costs."
The general gritted his teeth, feeling desolate, but still quickly summoned several highly skilled generals.
Let each of them lead a team to fight on all four sides and create an opening.
Even if it costs us our lives, we must create a breach.
It doesn't matter if they are captured or killed, but if His Majesty is detained, then Chuliu Kingdom is truly doomed.
Just as Chu Liuyun's men dispersed, Luo Miao's group arrived.
"I know that you helped Feng Tian in order to reclaim the Luo Kingdom. Why don't you submit to me, and I will make you the King of Luo and give you the Luo Kingdom."
While blocking the attacks, Chu Liuyun tried to persuade Luo Ling, who hadn't made a move yet.
Luo Miao lowered her eyes, her fingers gently stroking the jade flute in her arms.
"Since the King of Chuliu knows my identity, where does his confidence come from that he thinks I would bow down and submit to someone who has a blood feud with my country?"
The cool, clear sound seemed out of place on this battlefield.
Yet, this oppressive feeling makes one uneasy.
Liu Chuyun dodged an attack and hurriedly explained as he spurred his horse to reach him.
"I admit that I destroyed the Luo Kingdom, but you also said that the world will eventually unite after a long period of division and eventually divide after a long period of unity. If the Luo Kingdom had not been weak, I would not have been able to destroy it."
"With such a broad mind, Young Master Luo must understand me. Rather than following Murong Jiu, who has no ambition, it would be better to join me in conquering the world."
He had a good plan; if he agreed, everyone would be happy.
If he doesn't cooperate, capture him.
Given Murong Jiu's attitude towards him, he certainly wouldn't let him go unattended.
From beginning to end, Chu Liuyun's intention was to use Luo Miao thoroughly.
Luo Miao glanced at the people around him with an expressionless face.
Suddenly, a road seemed to be naturally cleared.
Chu Liuyun was distracted by the battle and did not notice anything unusual.
Seeing an opportunity, it immediately spurred its horse and galloped over.
Without the slightest hesitation, he lashed out with the whip at Luo Ling.
Just as it was about to entangle him, Luo Ling flipped his hand, and the jade flute wrapped around it, pulling hard.
The whip slipped from Chu Liuyun's hand.
Playing with the whip he had just received, Luo Ling spoke calmly.
"Indeed, the words of an emperor are the least trustworthy. King Chuliu, don't you agree?"
Before Chu Liuyun could answer, Murong Jiu, who had arrived at some unknown time, denied it first.
"No, my dear minister, my words are always the most trustworthy. Of course, some people are just liars, so their words are not trustworthy."
Although he didn't name names, his gaze was fixed on Chu Liuyun.
It was as if they wished they could poke holes in him and make him bleed to death.