In fact, the reason why the Shengcang people made the three-day pact was definitely not out of kindness.

On the contrary, they did this to make winning this war easier.

Those chains with divine patterns are a silent deterrent, like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the people in the capital, constantly amplifying the fear in the hearts of the people, causing voices of surrender within. In three days, the king can be

The city is in civil strife and will be destroyed without attack.

Anle had experienced such a situation during the deduction, so he naturally knew it more clearly.

But now, due to the unexpected emergence of Ji Yunting, the Shengcang people's calculations have failed, which also gave the royal capital a chance to breathe a little.

At this moment, in the former palace of the royal capital.

The heads of various families in the royal capital, as well as the current consuls, have arrived here, but the expressions on their faces are more frightened than surprised!

Many people couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, their hearts pounding with nervousness.

They had more or less heard of the Queen's past deeds, and even more so what they and others had done. If it had been the Queen's time, they would have been dragged out and executed. How could they not be nervous when facing the returning Queen?

But what shocked some people even more was that there was a strange and handsome man standing next to the Queen's throne.

After everyone looked at it for a while, they remembered that the other person was the man in the scroll.

There were few fools present, and they quickly connected the Queen's awakening with the arrival of this person, and couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.

At the same time, Ji Yunting was reading the memorial presented by Bai Jinchao, which recorded the changes in the Daxia Federation over the years, including the number of Void Refining monks, the total amount of spirit stones, the amount of Taichu Yuan Liquid, etc., all were recorded

Get it crystal clear.

Although Bai Jinchao is not serving as a consul, he has been collecting this information to prepare for the Queen's return.

Bai Jinchao actually wanted to change the current situation in the royal capital, but his prestige was not enough to convince the public. Forcibly taking over power would be counterproductive, so he could only tolerate it temporarily.

Looking at the memorial, Ji Yunting's eyes became deeper and deeper, his temperament became more profound, and he was calm and authoritative.

In front of this imperial power, everyone couldn't help but feel frightened and even more nervous.

According to the rumored history, this queen dared to execute criminal officials in the court!

After reading the memorial, Ji Yunting's phoenix eyes swept across the hall, and there was silence everywhere.

She had long been familiar with the respectful and fearful looks of her courtiers, and her Taoist heart remained unwavering as she said, "My dear friends, the attack on Shengcang City is imminent, and the royal capital is in danger."

"I can temporarily ignore some of the past events. I just hope that you can unite as one and overcome the difficulties together."

The ministers breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, nodded in agreement, and promised one after another: "I am willing to do your best for Your Majesty!"

When the ministers retreated, a faint sigh came from the dragon chair.

"Daxia is rotten..."

At this time, Ji Yunting took off the mask of the Iron-Blooded Queen, revealing a sad face, which was rare and fragile.

The information recorded in the memorial was worse than she expected. Only two-thirds of the Void Refining monks were left. The loss of Taichu Yuan Liquid was also extremely alarming. Only half was left. And there were various contradictions and chaos in the city.

, even more so that Ji Yunting frowned, as if her original efforts were completely in vain.

An Le, who was beside her, also read through the memorial and said, "The situation is better than I thought."

"Besides, Daxia is rotten, so we have to get rid of the rotten parts and get rid of the stubborn diseases. The worst we can do is start over from scratch. Yunting, my fellow Taoist, you were able to take Daxia to ascend, why haven't you started over again?

Courage?"

Ji Yunting calmed down, thought carefully, and felt that what he said made sense, and said: "I don't know why, with you by my side, I will always be full of fighting spirit and have hope for the future. I will no longer be pessimistic. Fellow Daoist An, you are so good at confusing people."

Human heart. If this were not the case, I would not have listened to what you said in that stone without a few words."

Anle smiled and said: "There is a place you may not have been to yet, come with me."

Ji Yunting was a little confused. This was the capital of Daxia. How could there be a place that Anle was more familiar with than her?

But she did not hesitate, hid her breath, and followed Anle out of the palace.

Behind the palace complex, there is a deserted area, but here, there are several aging but powerful auras.

Ji Yunting's beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she had some guesses in her mind.

Anle opened a door, and abundant spiritual power overflowed from it, refreshing the heart.

An old voice then sounded: "Who is visiting?"

Ji Yunting looked intently and saw several monks sitting on futons in this desolate hall. Most of these monks looked old and had withered breath, and were in a state that was close to a deep sleep.

The old monks are constantly absorbing the secret power from the void, but their refined spiritual power is not absorbed into their bodies, but overflows into the air and spreads throughout the royal capital.

Deep in the hall, there are also silent stone tablets recording the names of the monks.

Ji Yunting was moved.

She took a step forward and bowed to the ground in front of the monks and stone tablets: "As the Queen of Great Xia, on behalf of the people of the capital, I thank you all!"

As the queen, Ji Yunting is the most noble person in Daxia, but at this moment, she is willing to pay this great gift to these monks to express her respect.

Void-refining monks can transform the secret power of the void into spiritual power.

Obviously, these monks who know that there is no hope of breakthrough no longer use the void to accumulate spiritual power for themselves, but give it to the entire royal capital to support the people of the royal capital!

Because of this, new geniuses can be born among the younger generations of the royal capital, and ordinary civilians can also have the opportunity to practice.

This scene seems calm and lifeless, but in fact it has shocking power.

The Void Refining monks are like candles, burning themselves, illuminating others, and silently carrying the burden for the capital. They naturally deserve Ji Yunting's worship.

An old woman opened her eyes and asked in confusion: "Is it... Her Majesty the Queen?"

Ji Yunting also recognized her and said in surprise: "Sister Xiaoyan! Are you still alive?"

The old woman burst into tears and choked with sobs: "I knew that His Majesty would definitely come back! I knew..."

Many Void Refining monks woke up one after another, excited and crowded around Ji Yunting.

It was because they had received the teachings of the Queen and had great righteousness in mind that they chose to do this kind of behavior that some people thought was stupid.

Anle looked at this scene with a smile. He learned about the arrival of this place from the deduction, and also knew that Ji Yunting would cheer up because of this, and said: "Your former Taoist friends are insisting, so what reason do you have to give up?"

Ji Yunting's Taoist heart became strong and firm again. She looked back at the many old monks and said in her heart: "Daxia, I will never forget your achievements."

With fighting spirit igniting in her eyes, she looked outside the royal capital, as if she wanted to see through the rock formations and see the enemies of Shengcang City.
Chapter completed!