Outside the city, Tu Shanxue slowly descended with the body of the King of Qingqiu in her arms.
The moment Tushan Xue landed on the ground, the originally intact remains of the King of Qingqiu began to age and decay little by little, gradually turning into sand and dust, and completely blending into the land. Only the storage bracelet on his wrist fell into Tushan Xue's hands.
Tu Shanxue watched her mother disappear before her eyes. She stood there blankly, holding the storage bracelet in her hand, letting the wind in the valley dry the tears on her face bit by bit.
It was not until then that Shen Luo realized that Tu Xue was the daughter of the King of Qingqiu State and a member of the Tushan clan, the legitimate offspring of Qingqiu State. Her real name should be Tushan Xue.
He was extremely conflicted and wanted to go up and say something to comfort her, but for a moment he didn't know how to start.
No one can accept such a sudden change.
"How dare you force my Qingqiu King to death..."
At this moment, an angry voice suddenly rang out, and seven or eight figures rushed out of the city and landed on the top of the city, each looking down at the people below with hatred on their faces.
Shen Luo looked up and saw Su Mouzhu standing in the center. She was leaning on a silver staff and looked like she was in control of the situation. Beside her, Su Xiao, who had returned, was also there.
The anger in his heart suddenly ignited.
Although there was still no direct evidence, he had already determined in his heart that Su Mouzhu must be the instigator of this series of conspiracies, and she was the one who should die to atone for her crime.
However, due to the previous instructions from the King of Qingqiu, Shen Luo was unwilling to start another dispute and forcibly suppressed his anger.
When he saw Tu Shanxue standing in front of them with her back to them and her shoulders slightly shaking, he felt a little bit reluctant.
For a moment, all the coalition forces were at a loss as to what to do and the scene was filled with silence.
After all, the King of Qingqiu had already died in front of them, so it was not easy for them to continue attacking.
After Lu Huaming pondered for a long time, he stood up and said:
"Now that the King of Qingqiu has died to apologize, the Chang'an Fox Rebellion has come to an end. From now on, the Tang government and the Qingqiu Fox Clan will no longer have any alliances, nor will there be any grudges or disputes. I hope the Qingqiu Fox Clan will take care of themselves and not do anything unrighteous again."
The other factions had originally come to conquer Qingqiu State in the name of the Chang'an Fox Rebellion. Now that the Tang government had made it clear that they would no longer continue to attack Qingqiu State, the other factions began to hesitate.
"It's good that the King of Qingqiu died to apologize, but it can only spare the Qingqiu Fox Clan the death penalty. The losses brought to Chang'an City and various factions cannot be reduced." An elder of the coalition shouted loudly.
"That's right. The Qingqiu Fox Clan must bear the losses of various factions and must pay compensation." Someone immediately echoed.
Soon after, the voices demanding compensation from Qingqiu State became louder and louder, and even Lu Huaming was unable to suppress them.
Originally, many sects had not suffered any losses in the Chang'an Rebellion, and the reason they followed along was to take advantage of the situation and want to get a piece of the pie from the attack on Qingqiu State. If they just withdrew their troops now, they would gain nothing, so naturally they were unwilling to agree.
As the voices clamoring for compensation in the valley grew louder and louder, Master Su smiled faintly.