Chapter 566 Natural Disaster (Ⅲ)

Qilian Qinglang didn't expect that Yvning would appear at the moment. Looking at his figure, Qilian Qinglang frowned. Apparently, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

When Yvning looked at Qilian Qinglang, he grew more cautious, but he would let Qilian Qinglang know that the volcano below the Pudu Temple was real, not the so-called alluring words.

A bad feeling came over Qilian Qinglang at the sight of Yvning's appearance. He wanted to stop Yvning from talking, but Yvning's voice interrupted him.

"Your Majesty, I have made an investigation. According to Taoist Pufa, there is going to be a disaster coming to Fengjing recently. What do you think, your majesty?" Yvning looked at Weisheng Junyan and smiled cheerfully.

"Do you know what a natural disaster it is?" Looking at Yvning, Weisheng Junyan frowned and asked. If such a thing would happen while he was on the throne, it could only prove that he was not the master of the world and it was God's punishment.

Looking at Weisheng Junyan, Yvning shook his head. "I don't know, but according to the master of Taoist Pufa, the innocent people of Fengjing may be implicated. I don't know how to deal with this matter."

Weisheng Junyan didn't listen to what Yvning had said. Instead, he was thinking about how to avoid this natural disaster from landing on his head. According to the rules of the Nanchen Kingdom, if such a thing happened to him during his tenure, not only the emperor needed to be punished, but also there would be uneasiness after he died.

Yvning could clearly see the expressions on Weisheng Junyan's face. Had it not been for the presence of Qilian Qinglang and Marquis Anguo, she would have gone up to kill Weisheng Junyan directly. When it came to the crucial point of life and death, Weisheng Junyan still only thought of himself.

Of course, Weisheng Junyan didn't know what Yvning was thinking. The only thing he could do now

o. Junmo could be considered as their only family member.

Moreover, they had been grateful for Junmo If it weren't for Junmo, they would have already been killed in that big fire.

"Yvning, Junmo saved your lives. You must remember his kindness." Qingyan looked at Yvning and said seriously.

Yvning and Yvjing looked at Qingyan and nodded earnestly. "Don't worry, mother. When I ascend to the throne, I will return my Yifu to the imperial tomb."

Weisheng Yvjing looked at the body of Qilian Qingyan and frowned. "Why is mother's body so well preserved? I thought it had disappeared in the fire."

To be honest, this was also a very curious thing for Yvning. Why was mother's corpse still kept here, as if Qilian Qingyan had just fallen asleep. When she woke up in the morning, she was still their mother.

"Master, let's begin. The volcano erupts tonight, and if we don't take action, it may cause everyone to panic." Looking at Yunhen, Qingyan said indifferently

Yunhen nodded his head in agreement. Then he turned to the crowd and buried the coffins of Junmo and Qilian Qingyan.

'Yifu, mother, you may rest assured.

As the coffin was put down bit by bit, Yvning clasped his fists tightly.

This time, he would not be softhearted and let any of his enemy go.'