The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 90 How did the peddler run to the sky?
The mountain ghost girl was wearing a garland and sitting on the back of a red leopard, holding a civet cat in her arms: "You are from another place, right? The emperor is offering sacrifices to the most famous witch in the world. Don't be fooled by his ordinary appearance, but he is as old as Peng Zu. It is said that he has lived for hundreds of years. There is nothing in the world that he doesn't know!

"The emperor sought immortality and consulted the great witch. The great witch told him to build a longevity platform and lead all officials and people to pray for blessings, saying that it would attract the gods in heaven to come down to earth to bless him. If he prepared fruits, fine wine and other things to entertain the gods, maybe the gods would be happy and grant him longevity!"

Xiao Baojing seemed to understand: "So that's how it is."

But this story sounds ridiculous.

She remembered that during the Shang Dynasty, Daji also advised King Zhou to build the Star-Picking Tower to attract fairies and immortals.

As a result, all those who came to the banquet were her disciples.

She shook her head, not quite believing the so-called great witch.

When the sacrifices and prayers were over, there was singing and dancing on the Wanshou Terrace.

The emperor, along with all his civil and military officials, climbed up to the city wall to celebrate with the people. The ancient and majestic city of Yejing was ablaze with lights. The grand festive atmosphere was so golden and fiery that it almost obscured the full moon in the sky.

The banquet on Wanshou Terrace has begun.

Xiao Baojing sat next to the mountain ghost girl and saw from afar Xiao Miaoran, Xiao Siyi and other princesses drinking and having fun on another high platform. The concubines and ladies headed by the Queen Mother were sitting in the magnificent pavilion, admiring the moon and drinking. From afar, they looked like goddesses with elegant hair and fragrant clothes and clinking glasses.

"What are you standing there for?" Miss Mountain Ghost urged, "Drink some wine! I heard that this is a fine wine made by the imperial court. We can only drink it once in our lifetime!"

Xiao Baojing picked up the wine cup, and suddenly a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

It was not until she saw Xiao Qian accompanying the emperor from afar that she remembered where this strange feeling came from.

Xiao Nanjia is not here.

As the greatest contributor to the construction of Wanshoutai, she should have attended the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet tonight, but she did not show up from beginning to end.

Looking around, Chao Yuan was not there.

The night breeze brought coolness, sobering me up from the drunkenness.

Xiao Baojing couldn't help but look around.

The surrounding lanterns are scattered at different heights and shine brightly. The various shapes are fascinating. There are immortals holding peaches and riding white cranes, fairies flying in the wind with fluttering sleeves, and a dazzling array of fairy beasts and fairy children. Against the backdrop of the bright moon in the sky, it is clearly a tower built by an emperor on earth, but it seems like the illusory Penglai fairyland.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, Xiao Baojing found that their painted faces became distorted and strange in the light, and even their smiles, which should have been kind and gentle, exuded an indescribable weird feeling.

She suddenly stood up.

The mountain ghost girl raised her half-drunk eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Baojing was speechless.

After holding it in for a while, she suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go!"

"Are you okay?! It's rare to have a feast, why should we leave if we don't enjoy it? If you want to leave, go by yourself. I won't leave! Come on, let's have a couple more drinks!"

Xiao Baojing bit his lip.

She rushed out of the banquet, and without knowing where she got the courage from, she shouted in the direction of Xiao Qian: "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Xiao Qian looked back.

At that instant, countless lanterns suddenly burst into dazzling flames!

The white blazing flames swept across the entire Wanshoutai like a tsunami!
Xiao Baojing covered his head subconsciously.

The explosion was deafening and overwhelming!
Her ears were ringing, and even her heart and limbs were trembling and wailing.

The originally bustling and lively Wanshou Terrace was engulfed in the flames of burning and explosion. From emperors and generals to vendors and peddlers, thousands of people were completely swallowed up without even a sound of screaming or crying. They turned into a handful of smoke and dust, and were completely dissipated from the world by the wind.

The moment of explosion was short yet long.

Only the ruins of Wanshou Terrace were left, with flames blazing but no sound of voice, as if it had returned to eternal silence.

Xiao Baojing opened his eyes tremblingly.

She seems... not dead.

Countless red threads connected her body and the young man's ten fingers.

It seemed that just before the explosion, someone pulled the red thread and dragged her to the restaurant on this long street.

But the sound waves of the explosion almost destroyed her eardrums, and she couldn't hear anything! She couldn't find her own voice, and didn't care that her hair was standing up and her body was black from the explosion. She just held the red silk thread tightly and looked at the young man with his back to her: "Seller?"

wrong.

He is not a peddler...

The young man in black clothes and a golden hairpin turned around, revealing Chao Yuan, who was wearing a mask with a sad, crying fox face.

Chao Yuan asked her: "Do you just remember him?"

Seeing that Xiao Baojing had no reaction, Chao Yuan rubbed his brows and said, "You probably can't hear anything for the time being."

Xiao Baojing shouted: "Why can you also use these red threads?!"

A girl in a blue and gold palace dress walked out from behind the screen.

Xiao Baojing showed an expression of "as expected" and shouted, "Xiao Nanjia, it's you!"

Xiao Nanjia had a blank expression on his face, as if he had witnessed his parents and brother die in the fire, and he didn't feel sad at all.

She was high up, overlooking the sea of fire outside the window.

The Guards had been alarmed by the explosion and were organizing the fire-fighting in an orderly manner.

The people were in turmoil, and many nearby houses were affected, with two streets burned.

Her cold and gorgeous armor brushed against the carved window, and she said coldly, "My business has been settled. Next, it's your dispute with Shang Bingjiu. Can you really lure this little demon here by kidnapping him?"

Chao Yuan put his hand on Xiao Baojing's shoulder and said, "He will definitely come. But the dispute between him and me seems to have nothing to do with the Fourth Princess. The Fourth Princess cares so much, is it because she hopes that both he and I will suffer losses, and you will benefit? After all, others may not know, but I know very well that the Fourth Princess's greatest ambition is to eliminate the evildoers in the nine provinces and four seas and create a prosperous world that belongs only to humans."

Xiao Nanjia laughed softly twice: "In the eyes of the Imperial Master, am I someone who betrays my allies?"

"If parents can be killed, what about allies?"

"I am just clearing some obstacles on the way forward."

The two seemed to be chatting and laughing, but the atmosphere in the private room was tense.

The so-called alliance built on interests seems to be crumbling at this moment.

Xiao Baojing looked at Chao Yuan, then at Xiao Nanjia, and couldn't help shouting, "What are you guys plotting? You killed so many people, you will get your comeuppance! What empress, what imperial master, you two are colluding with each other to kill people, it's despicable!"

She couldn't hear anything, so she couldn't control the volume of her voice.

Chao Yuan rubbed her head, with a doting look on his face: "Be good, I'll wash you again."

As he was speaking, Xiao Nanjia suddenly shouted, "What's that outside?!"

Look towards the abyss.

Countless formations lit up in all directions of Yejing City!

Together they formed a complex formation, as if encompassing the heavens, earth and stars!

A chaotic dark yellow flag depicting ancient mysterious patterns suddenly appeared in the sky!

Xiao Baojing felt that it looked very familiar: "It's the flag that the princess gave to the peddler!"

"Pangu Banner..." Chao Yuan murmured.

"Pangu Banner?" Xiao Nanjia was surprised. "I heard that Pangu Banner is the sacred artifact of creation, the first of the three innate treasures of Taoism, with the ability to tear apart chaos, shatter time and space, and create the world. After the ancient deification, no one knows where it was lost. How come it suddenly appeared in Yejing?"

Before Chao Yuan could answer, dark clouds covered the moon in the night sky and the sound of muffled thunder could be heard faintly.

In an instant, a figure tore through the sky and shattered the lightning, and appeared beside the Pangu Banner carrying a tremendous amount of thunder!
The young man, wearing a Taoist robe and a flower in his hair, stretched out his hand, made a gesture, and his wrist flew.

Countless formations between heaven and earth lit up at the same time. For a moment, the lights in Yejing City went out, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and there was chaos and darkness. The city walls on the earth rumbled, as if there was a tendency to move mountains and seas and turn the world upside down!

Xiao Baojing was shocked: "Why did the peddler run to the sky?!"

Chao Yuan frowned: "Not good..."

(End of this chapter)