[69 Book Bar-www.] "What?" Lingxun's pupils wrinkled.

"Yeah, it seems it's almost over." The old man shook his head, his eyes had long lost hope, as if he was a prisoner waiting for execution, just hoping that the executioner's knife could be swung down quickly.

"Grandpa, you guys hide here for now while I go out." Lingxun hurriedly picked up the dagger beside him and ran out.

"Little girl, where are you going? It's very dangerous outside." The old man stretched out his hand and called.

"Don't worry, Grandpa, I will protect Anstom." Lingxun's silver hair disappeared in the dark night.

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The rising sun has just climbed up, and its warm orange-red light slowly dyes the earth.

Lingxun stood in front of a building covered in darkness and covered with vines, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

here--

Is it really the palace of Ansterm?

quack--

At this time, several crows screamed and flew away from the top of the building, their dark bodies carrying a strange aura.

Lingxun's footsteps clicked on the dented marble surface, echoing clearly and emptyly.

"Let's go, let's go, I won't let you stay." On the seat in the center of the hall, a slumped man hunched his back, his voice full of exhaustion.

"Father." Lingxun asked softly.

The man paused, raised his head and looked at the person he was looking at. After looking for a long time, he asked in a tone that he didn't even believe: "Are you Lingxun?"

"Father, it's me...how, how did it end up like this?" Lingxun looked at the disastrous Golden Palace, unable to connect the current situation with the splendor of a few years ago.

"Holy Shield, we don't have Holy Shield, so everyone ran away, everyone ran away." The king suddenly stood up as if he was mad, and laughed wildly, "But it doesn't matter, I am still the king here, I

Still the king of Anstemo."

"Father..."

"But, how long do you think I can be this king?" The old king suddenly grabbed Lingxun's arms, widened his eyes and asked, "One day, or two days?!"

"..." Lingxun stared blankly at the king who seemed to be going crazy.

"The army is scattered, the land is ruined, Anstom is going to be finished, it's finished, everyone will die by then, everyone will die." The old king stretched out his hands, looked up to the sky and laughed, and the crazy laughter resounded throughout the entire hall.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." At this moment, a woman suddenly rushed over from the apse and hugged the king. Although she was dressed luxuriously, her hair on her temples had some white hair, and her voice sounded old.

Lingxun looked at the person for a few seconds, then suddenly called out, "Are you Queen Friselle?"

"Seventh Princess?" The queen looked at Lingxun for a long time before slowly saying Lingxun's title. However, she soon ignored Lingxun and knelt down to grab the king's robe, "Your Majesty, please think of a way quickly.

, otherwise Anstemo will be destroyed, and the Holy Shield, we will also get the Holy Shield. As long as we have the Holy Shield, we don’t have to die."

"Haha, where did I get the holy shield?" The king laughed.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good, the Holy Shield of Beibuler is coming again with hundreds of strange shields." At this time, a guard covered in blood staggered in and knelt down.

on the ground.
Chapter completed!