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Two hundred and twentieth eight chapters take over

For Ding Ning, this is actually not a request.

This palace, which was built at Mount Li, was purely due to Yuan Wu's wishes, was nothing but a useless dead shell.

Before this, Yuan Wu had been hiding inside for a long time.

And he didn't want Yuan Wu to hide in it anymore.

So Ding Ning nodded and closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, many invisible starlight fell down.

These starlights are fresh dry firewood to the sparks burning in the palace.

At this time, many people in the Afang Palace began to spontaneously put out the fire when they could not wait for the emperor's destiny.

They use all the water sources they can use, and even many practitioners use their true energy and their flying swords.

However, at this moment, these people were extremely shocked to find that the flame that had already gradually faded suddenly rose.

These sparks are like ghosts from the underworld, with water that cannot be extinguished and soil that cannot be destroyed.

In just a dozen breaths, these sparks of fire that were originally spotted on the eaves had turned into continuous fires and could not be cured.

The practitioner was frightened and confused.

This is even more true for ordinary people.

In this huge palace at the foot of Mount Li, in addition to practitioners and the army, there are also many craftsmen who maintain and continuously repair the palace, as well as many palace servants who are responsible for their daily life.

At this time, many people couldn't help crying, especially those craftsmen who made countless efforts to build this gorgeous palace. Looking at the uncontrollable fire, they felt so heartbroken that they couldn't bear it.

Many people cry more easily affect their emotions.

Someone couldn't help crying, "This must be the queen's ghost coming back to seek his life."

"Stop talking! A traitor! Where are there ghosts in this world!"

Someone shouted loudly, but the sound of drinking trembled violently.

Since the flames cannot be extinguished, we can only evacuate the palace, which is about to burn everything.

Soldiers and practitioners with craftsmen and palace servants who were unable to resist the flames were withdrawn from the palace in batches.

In fact, just outside this palace, there were several carriages on another road not far from Ding Ning and others' convoy.

The people in the carriages all came out and stood in front of the carriage.

It became brighter and brighter, and finally the light of the light of the sky illuminated their figures.

One of these people had a tall figure like a mountain, and it was only possible that it was Xu Hou of Hengshan.

The rest of the people stood side by side with him, and their identity and momentum were obviously not inferior to him. They were obviously not other kings and princes in Changling, but also powerful people with equal status and some officials.

These people looked at the fire, remained silent, and only let out several long sighs.

When this palace is burned to ashes, the first thing everyone should consider is the safety of the emperor.

However, with these kings and princes standing still and watching, it seems that few people will think about where Yuanwu is and how Yuanwu is now.

The fire burned for a whole night, and the entire Changling was alarmed, and the fires soaring into the sky in this palace could be seen.

The fire was still burning when it came early in the morning.

Many people in Changling City couldn't help but leave the city and wanted to see what was going on.

The atmosphere in Changling Imperial City is very strange.

Many sergeants and practitioners are changing shifts, which seems to be just routine procedures.

In the dawn of the morning, some newly replaced sergeants and practitioners suddenly opened their eyes in shock.

They saw some people entering the palace peacefully.

Among the people who walked slowly and entered the palace like a sightseeing trip, they recognized some faces.

In addition to some practitioners of Minshan Sword Sect, they also saw Ding Ning! He saw Shen Xuan! He saw Ye Celeng and Chen Jianshou!

Ding Ning entered the Changling Palace, which was probably extremely unusual and was enough to shock the world.

However, in this morning, it seemed so calm.

No one stopped him, as if everything was taken for granted.

There was no one to stop the guards of the imperial city in front of them. The soldiers and practitioners in the palace were shocked and numb. Especially when they saw their superiors accepting all this silently, they were even more unlikely to have any abnormal movements.

Ding Ning entered the court hall.

Hu Hai, who had not yet woken up, rubbed his eyes and entered the hall, surrounded by some palace servants and officials.

He didn't know what happened, but he thought it was Zhao Gao who came back to help him deal with political affairs.

When the figures of Ding Ning and others appeared in his eyes, he began to be scared and screamed in fear.

Shen Xuan was behind Ding Ning, and he whispered a few words.

The sound was very low, but it used the true energy and clearly entered Hu Hai's auricle.

Hu Hai suddenly calmed down. He looked at Ding Ning and Shen Xuan, his eyes even filled with obedience and respect.

Shin Hyun approached him again and whispered a few words.

Hu Hai nodded repeatedly and asked someone to start drafting an edict.

A large number of officials came to this palace one after another, gathering more and more.

Ye Celeng and Chen Jianshou began to issue orders to some of the officials.

The Jiantiansi and Shendujian, which had long disappeared, seemed to have begun to recover in just one morning.

The appointment and removal of officials and the edicts drawn from the hall are constantly passed on like flowing water.

Since this morning, Bashan Sword Field has officially taken over this imperial city, the entire Changling, and the entire world.

Compared with the power change before Yuanwu ascended the throne many years ago, this morning was very clean and there was almost no blood.

There are naturally many things to do when taking over in a comprehensive way.

But these do not require Ding Ning to consider.

He was not interested in these government affairs either.

He left the palace that symbolized the center of power and entered a cold palace.

This cold palace is full of plum blossoms.

However, this kind of plum blossom only blooms in the cold winter and near spring. Even though the plum blossoms bloom warmly and fragrantly, the cold spring is still heartbreaking.

In the season when plum blossoms are not blooming, this cold palace is extremely bleak.

Fusu is under house arrest here.

When he saw Ding Ning appearing in front of him, thinking about the long burning of fire that could be seen here all night, Fusu's body trembled. He looked at Ding Ning's calm eyebrows and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is my father?"

"He is not dead yet, but his cultivation should be ruined."

Ding Ning looked at him, shook his head, and said, "I didn't kill him because I said before, giving him a fair fight but a grudge. I will wait for him here, just like he was waiting for me in Changling."

"If all cultivation is destroyed, how could he be your opponent?" Fusu's mind went blank, and he subconsciously said this sentence.
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