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Chapter 1154

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He was so angry that he died!

Cui Yonghe is dead.

The more than one hundred assassins who were brought with them were all killed. That night, the rain almost washed away all the smell of blood.

It rained all day and all night.

At dawn, the drizzling rain quietly stopped, and the dark clouds were gradually torn open by the morning light, allowing a few rays of light to struggle through the gaps and fall on this land that had endured bloodshed.

Murong Yu stood in the mud, his clothes soaked through, rainwater streaming down his hair and mingling with the dried blood on his cheeks.

He slowly turned around and looked at the group of people behind him, who were also covered in mud and wounds.

The soldiers supported each other, their bodies swaying, but their eyes revealed the relief and relaxation of surviving a disaster.

Murong Yu slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his smile carrying a hint of relief. "Everyone has worked hard. Let's set off back to the capital!"

Although his voice was slightly hoarse from fatigue, it was still strong and clear.

The crowd responded in unison, though their voices were not as loud and powerful as usual.

Some people began to gather up the weapons scattered on the ground, while others helped each other bandage their wounds.

Murong Yu mounted his horse, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield one last time before settling on Cui Yan. "Take him back."

"Please, Your Majesty, give me the final blow!" Cui Yan stood beside Cui Yonghe, telling him that the murder of his father was not something that could be easily forgiven.

His eyes were bloodshot; having done this, he had no intention of leaving this place alive.

"Whatever the Emperor promises me, I will keep."

All Cui Yan wants is for Cui Yuqing to live well.

Whether he lives or dies is no longer important.

In Daxia, he was also a prisoner.

It was impossible for him and Cui Yuqing to grow old together.

“You can’t die yet. Cui Yonghe is dead, but the people he had hidden in the shadows haven’t been eliminated, and the Emperor of Dongling won’t let this go.”

Cui Yan's expression turned grim; only now did he realize that this man was truly cold-blooded and ruthless to the point of being frightening.

He even killed his own father.

Is it not enough?

He actually wants to use him to eliminate all potential threats.

"If you die, Cui Yuqing won't be able to live either. Take the fall for him! There's a knife right under your feet. If you want to die, just pick it up and slit your own throat. Why do I have to do it for you?" Murong Yu's face was cold, without a trace of pity.

I just felt that the father and son had only themselves to blame.

Based on his actions of using Pei Fang's child, scheming against A Yue, and using Mo Ye to kidnap his youngest son, Murong Yu had no intention of easily letting Cui Yan off the hook.

The blood on Cui Yan's body froze.

He didn't dare to die, not because he was afraid of death.

She was afraid that if she committed suicide, Murong Yu would not keep his promise.

Fearing that Qing'er would suffer, neither her daughter nor her mother could live.

If Murong Yu kills him with his own hands, it means he will keep his promise.

Cui Yan's body went limp and he knelt down in the mud.

The soldiers stepped forward, chained him, and then escorted him onto the prison van.

"National Division."

Bai Daozi's white robe was stained red. He said, "Your Majesty, I want to stay and perform the ritual to help them pass on. Cui Yonghe and I are, after all, fellow disciples."

"Let me collect his body!"

Ghost Hand said, "Take the corpse back and have the Dongling Kingdom's envoy send it back. Let them know that our Great Xia territory is not a place they can act recklessly."

"There's no need for a rite of passage; you don't know how many people he's killed."

Although the Sikong clan had already lost their kingdom.

But some people are innocent.

Those people were arrested, imprisoned, and detained by him.