CHAPTER 1219: CHAPTER 1219: THE DESOLATE IMPERIAL CAPITAL

The group ran very fast, but Li Wenli laughed bizarrely: "You’ve caused such a big trouble for the Imperial Capital and still want to slip away, aren’t you taking heaven too lightly? Now I’ll clean up for heaven."

Saying that, Li Wenli leaped and chased after them.

Li Wenli went to chase down those who were fleeing in all directions, while Bai Junjun went straight to Zhao Xiaomiao.

Zhao Xiaomiao knew the situation was hopeless and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy: "I know I was wrong, I’m sorry, I know I was wrong, I beg you on the account of past affection, spare me. I was forced, I was poisoned by Gu poison. If I don’t act according to Yuwen Jun’s orders, I’ll die from the poison, I had no choice."

Tears welled in Zhao Xiaomiao’s eyes, her voice trembled, portraying utter pitifulness and fragile vulnerability, enough to move any man who saw it.

Unfortunately, she was facing Bai Junjun.

Bai Junjun looked at her coldly: "Your trick doesn’t work on me. Everyone has to take responsibility for their actions, and you’re no exception. Choosing this path means accepting possible repercussions."

"At the end of the day, you just want to kill me!" Zhao Xiaomiao suddenly struck out angrily, hiding a crossbow in her wrist. As she raised her hand, the hidden weapons on the crossbow shot towards Bai Junjun.

Bai Junjun twirled Vermilion Demon with a flourish, easily blocking the hidden weapons, and then mercilessly swung his sword, causing Zhao Xiaomiao’s head to roll to the ground.

"Villains... die from talking too much."

With Zhao Xiaomiao’s head falling to the ground, the last remnants of Yuwen Jun’s forces in the Imperial Capital were eradicated.

Only then did Bai Junjun release the signal flare.

The people camped in the suburbs had been craning their necks every day waiting for the signal flare, and finally, after seven or eight days, besides the raging flames and black smoke in the sky over the Imperial Capital, a plume of rainbow-colored smoke emerged.

Seeing the rainbow-colored smoke, everyone cheered excitedly.

"The boss is calling us! Break camp! Let’s go!"

"Oh yeah!!"

Everyone got up excitedly, started packing their things, and surged into the Imperial Capital.

These days, guarding here, apart from the occasional Underworld Soldiers popping up in the suburbs, they hadn’t seen anything else.

Of course, a few days ago there were still occasional Underworld Soldiers, but over the past few days, there hadn’t been even a shadow of them, and they were getting bored to death.

But they had promised the Celestial God to stay here, so they didn’t dare to leave easily.

Fortunately, now they saw the signal flare, otherwise they wouldn’t know how to get through the night.

Over a thousand people packed up their things with the fastest Kung Fu and made a grand march into the Imperial Capital.

When they entered the city, the streets were desolate, for the Fire-Swallowing Tribe who had never been to the Imperial Capital, there was no comparison.

But for Yuwen Luanfei, the Imperial Capital was his home; he knew it even better than Ying County.

But what did he see now?

The city was a wasteland, not a single soul was around, the once crowded streets were now filled with desolation, with nothing left.

Yuwen Luanfei felt saddened looking at everything.

Wenren Pingting timely held his hand, offering silent encouragement.

Yuwen Luanfei felt the concern of his young wife, forced a smile, and said softly, "Don’t worry, I’m fine, I’ve moved on long ago."

Saying this, they heard a sound on the other side of the street, everyone drew their swords on guard, then looked up to see Li Wenli and Bai Junjun approaching.

Seeing familiar faces, everyone relaxed and said happily, "Finally found you!"