I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 248 The Five Kings of the Zhen Clan

They pushed Zisang Demon Lord off the high platform, and the conflict was about to erupt!

Unexpectedly, they were so ruthless. Zisang Luoye took two steps forward and leaped into the air, her body like a shadow.

He tried to catch his father, but suddenly several fox shadow guards emerged from the shadows and engaged him in battle.

They were instantly thrown into a chaotic battle, everyone frowning and looking cold. Gongshu Liang slowly walked out from the high platform.

He had that arrogant air about him, as if everything was under his control.

He looked at Zhongli Yueluo, a strange smile spreading across his face. "If you can't have her, then destroy everything."

Various magical fluctuations made the place dark and gloomy.

Zhongli Yueluo was surrounded by them, and the blood flute played a hurried tune.

They never expected that a mere Hu Yue could distract them.

Yan Ruoyu was somewhat distracted. Hu Xing flashed in front of him, and his arm was cut and bleeding.

"Such a handsome young man, I almost feel reluctant to hurt him." But her eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Su Fengling and Zisang Luoye rarely cooperated, but they were locked in a fierce battle with the Fox Shadow Guards, who were all elites among elites.

"Su Fengling, how about we see who kills more?"

Su Fengling flicked his sword, splattering blood onto Zisang Luoye: "Not good at all!"

He Yuhuan then charged forward with both hammers joined together, grinning and laughing: "Hehehe, I'll smash them all to death!"

Miao Qing clung to He Yu Huan's leg. He was also half a member of the He family. He bared his sharp teeth and became incredibly fierce.

Yin Yi, like Yan Ruoyu, was distracted and worried about the situation at Dongmo Mountain.

Finally, Gongshu Liang jumped off the high platform and stepped on Zisang Demon Lord: "If you want him to live, let Zisang Fallen Flowers come in exchange!"

Zhongli Yueluo had no time to care about the falling mulberry blossoms at this moment, only concerned with what was in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he walked towards Gongshu Liang.

"No!" Zhongli Yueluo's flute playing continued, but she couldn't stop him.

The accelerated telepathic effect of group stacking cannot be canceled at will.

Zisang Luohua glanced at her and said, "The fallen leaves are yours to keep; they belong to the losers!"

The thunder rumbled incessantly in the sky. Zhongli Yueluo looked at the group of people and felt as if she had returned to that day when she collapsed in the mud.

Although it hadn't rained yet, the dark clouds piled up layer by layer, making it hard to breathe.

Hu Yue also came to Gong Shuliang's side, and Zi Sang Luo Hua had already been caught by Gong Shuliang.

He grabbed his throat with one hand, looked into his other eye, and was about to strike.

Hu Yue grabbed his wrist and shook her head: "Such a handsome man, it's a pity to gouge out his eyes now."

Gongshu Liang did not intend to release the dagger; he still wanted to plunge it straight into Hu Yue's eye, but Hu Yue knocked the dagger away.

"I want him to forever imprint my face in his mind, and then gouge out her eyes."

She gave a wicked, cold laugh, but the rumbling thunder in the sky made it impossible for Zisang Luohua to hear what she was saying.

The area has descended into extreme chaos, with the high-ranking members of the Zisang clan falling from power and the oppressed evil spirits on the verge of exploding.

The evil spread to various border cities, causing chaos, while the Sorrowful Abyss Palace was filled with screams of agony.

Zhongli Yueluo did not show much pity for Zisang, but simply asked Su Fengling to stop Zisang from falling leaves.

They already have someone in their hands; they can't let Zisang fall into their hands as well.

Zisang Luohua was still too naive, looking at Hu Yue with cold eyes.

"Now that I have come here, I should release my sovereign and father."

Hu Yue laughed coldly, and Hu Xing licked his fingertips. "Let their father and lord go?"

It was as if they were telling some huge joke.

Gongshu Liang struck Zisangyuhuai again fiercely, and a sword gradually materialized in his hand.

With a cold smile, he stared at Zisang Luoye: "If you want to save his life, he'll have to pay the price!"

The sword tip pointed directly at the fallen mulberry leaves, and one could even see the sword's gleaming, cold light.

Zisang Luoye, perhaps blinded by hatred, also struggled to rush over.

Su Fengling raised her hand and slapped him across the face: "Zisang Luoye!"

"Let me go! Su Fengling! If this situation happened to you and Su Fengjun, would you still act this way?!"

His eyes bulged out and were bloodshot; he seemed to want to devour Gongshu Liang alive.

Gongshu Liang always took pleasure in tormenting others; the more pain he saw, the more excited he became.

The sword tip slowly pointed downwards, aiming at Zisangyuhuai's hand, and he pretended to slip, causing the sword tip to pierce through his palm.

A scream of agony echoed throughout the Sorrowful Abyss Palace.

Zisang clenched his teeth so tightly that they bled, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Hu Yue wiped it off with her thumb, frowned, and said softly, "Oh dear, the toy is dirty."

"Don't get entangled with them. We've achieved our goal. Take Zisang Luohua and this useless demon lord away."

Gongshu Liang paused for a moment, but he hadn't yet obtained the fallen mulberry leaves; he had only acquired a pair of eyes, which were of no use whatsoever.

"The Zheng Clan needs us. Don't worry, we will definitely get the fallen mulberry leaves."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her eyes to look in the direction of Zisang Luoye, who finally broke free from Su Fengling's restraints.

Holding his double maces, he charged towards them, his mind solely focused on the words his brother had spoken.

"This is what the loser deserves!" But he wanted to lose with dignity, not be protected by Su Fengling!

Hu Yue sneered. She had thought it would take some time, but she hadn't expected this kid to walk right into the line of fire.

Zhongli Yueluo almost cursed, her flute playing suddenly turning from slow to fast, her eyes flashing with cold light.

If you can't protect them, then kill them!

The intense killing intent emanating from her was palpable to everyone around her, and Hu Yue cried out that something was wrong.

Su Fengling clicked his tongue. If he hadn't broken free, perhaps they wouldn't have become true enemies.

When did the two sides begin their tug-of-war? Zisang Luohua was already extremely weak, and then she saw her good-for-nothing younger brother.

He let out a heavy sigh, then said, "If you force me to have him, I will self-destruct!"

But his threat was useless, because Hu Yue could take away his other eye in the blink of an eye.

After several rounds, Zisang Luoye was captured by Su Fengjun. He was furious and roared!

Hu Yue wasn't in a hurry. She let out a strange summoning sound, and the fox guards fighting in various places all stopped.

"You are like a stray dog, you cannot save your father and brothers!"

He then burst into laughter, grabbed Gongshu Liang, and disappeared into a purple mist.

As they left, their voices echoed in the sky: "Yan Ruoyu, you should hurry back to the Zheng Clan and take a look."

"Don't get too addicted to being a prince consort here. Do you really think the five kings of the Zheng clan are still loyal to your Yan clan?"

These two sentences immediately struck a chord with Yan Ruoyu, but he knew that Zhongli Yueluo would not go with him.

At that moment, Zisang Luoye suddenly groaned, as if she had been stabbed in the abdomen and blood was slowly flowing from the corner of her mouth.