Qu Li hid in the space and successfully jumped onto the roof. As expected, he saw that the outside of the high priest's mansion was full of explosives, and tung oil was poured on the walls.
A guard was holding a torch, ready to light the fuse.
She was anxious and sent out a burst of internal energy towards the guard.
The guard's wrist suddenly felt numb and the torch in his hand fell to the ground.
"Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you? You're just lighting a fire, why are your hands shaking?"
Brother Zhang's face darkened as he clenched his wrist tightly. "My hands aren't shaking! I'm injured by internal force!"
"Come on! We have our people all around here. The warriors who just jumped onto the roof were injured by our rockets. Now no one dares to go up to the roof again."
"It's true." Brother Zhang was depressed. He looked around but didn't see any sneaky people, so his brows frowned even tighter.
"No matter whether it's true or not, since the high priest has given the order, let's execute it! Otherwise, we will anger the high priest."
The people outside didn't know that the high priest had already received his lunch box and was shot in the head by Qu Li.
Brother Zhang snorted unhappily and said, "Come here."
Another guard picked up the torch on the ground and lit it again with a tinder.
At this moment, another internal force attacked him.
The torch fell to the ground again. Brother Zhang sneered, "Just now you laughed at my shaking hands. What do you have to say now?"
The guard looked around warily, "Impossible! What's going on?"
They discussed it and decided to divide the work and cooperate.
Several guards were holding torches together. Even if Qu Li could use his internal energy to stop one or two of them, he would not be able to stop all of them.
She was annoyed, but couldn't use water, so she could only speed up her attacks.
“Sizzle—”
The fuse of the explosives was lit, and some of the explosives exploded, causing the entire ground to shake violently.
All the courtiers in the high priest's palace screamed in terror one after another.
Some servants tried to escape through the back door, but were killed by the sharp blades.
The courtyard wall, which had been doused with tung oil, suddenly caught fire. Even though it was winter, everyone was sweating profusely.
Qu Li stood on the roof, feeling very anxious.
After pondering for a moment, she tried to put out the fire with spiritual spring water.
Before he died, the high priest said that explosives had been buried here a long time ago. If the fire was not extinguished, the explosives would surely explode completely soon. By then, not only would the high priest's mansion be reduced to ruins, but the entire imperial city would probably be affected.
Moreover, there are so many trusted ministers in this courtyard!
Qu Li was thinking about putting out the fire first.
I think after Zhao Yidao takes the little emperor away, he will send troops here soon.
She tried to use her internal force to draw out the spiritual spring water, and then use her internal force to splash the spiritual spring water out, making it look like a fairy scattering flowers.
I thought it would be difficult and a big project.
No, maybe her internal strength has grown rapidly recently, or maybe she and the space have already had some kind of tacit understanding, and the spiritual spring water is continuously drawn out from the space by her.
The court officials who were in the sea of fire looked pale, thinking that they would not be able to escape death today. Suddenly, they felt cold moisture on their faces and were all stunned.
"Is it raining?"
One court official looked up at the brightly shining sky and said, "How could it rain when the sun is shining so brightly?"
“It’s indeed raining!”
Qu Li circled on the roof. As the spiritual spring water was continuously sprinkled, the fire actually subsided.
All the court officials also reacted. They grabbed chairs and anything else that came in handy and used them as weapons.
Most of the guards protecting the high priest were injured by the medicine man's poisonous blood, and the rest were soon besieged by these court officials.
Someone caught a glimpse of the high priest lying on the ground, and an idea suddenly struck him. He simply took his body hostage and walked towards the palace gate.
The guards outside did not know that the high priest was dead. They were worried that the explosion would implicate them, so they stayed away.
Seeing from afar that the high priest was being held hostage, they all rushed forward with knives.
"Everyone stand back, or I'll kill the high priest!"
In the flickering light of the fire, the guards did not realize that the high priest was dead, and they all retreated.
The court officials were able to leave, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The steady, powerful and uniform sound of armor came from afar, and the high priest's guards exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh no! The Emperor has sent troops!"
No one knew who shouted, but all the guards suddenly became scattered like sand, and they just tried to escape in all directions.
The young emperor rode on his horse and pointed his sword at the guards: "Kill them!"
Zhao Yidao protected him by his side, fully alert.
The screams were endless and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The fire was finally put out, and the once prosperous High Priest's Mansion was now pitch black.
Qu Li let out a long sigh and slumped down on the roof.
Before, she was only focused on putting out fires and saving people, but now she was too tired to move at all.
After experiencing such a thrilling thing just now, all the court officials felt was joy at having survived the disaster and hatred for the high priest.
They usually follow the high priest's orders, but they never expected that the high priest would not take their lives seriously at all!
Some people spat on the high priest's body, and some even kicked and hit him.
"Where's Sister Qu?"
The little emperor looked around and didn't see Qu Li, so his brows were furrowed.
If he hadn't met Qu Li at the Fireworks Festival, he would still be living in dire straits.
Zhao Yidao found a court official to ask about the situation. Everyone was just surrounded by great fear and had no extra energy to pay attention to where Qu Li had gone.
When he heard that Qu Li had disappeared out of thin air, a smile from the heart broke out on the little emperor's tense face.
"Sister Qu must be fine!"
Zhao Yidao nodded: "Miss Qu is blessed by heaven, she will be fine!"
Someone saw Qu Li on the roof, "Is that Miss Qu?"
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, they saw Qu Li lying exhausted on the roof.
"Could it be that the rain just now wasn't rain at all, but Miss Qu?"
"Of course!"
The young emperor ordered Zhao Yidao: "Take me up."
"Yes." Zhao Yidao flew up with the little emperor and jumped onto the roof.
Qu Li was really tired. He looked at the sky and breathed heavily.
"Sister Qu!" The little emperor's face was full of worry.
"I'm fine!" Qu Li gave him a reassuring look, "The scourge of the high priest has finally been eliminated!"
The little emperor sat down beside her, his eyes sincere: "Sister Qu."
Qu Li sat up.
I had just used up too much internal energy and was indeed exhausted at the moment.
"If you want to say something, just say it."
The little emperor pursed his lips. "Once, I thought I would be nothing more than a puppet in this life, manipulated by others. Once all my usefulness was squeezed out, that would be the end of my life. Fortunately, I met you!"
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