Some of them muttered that they had hid in time so that they did not get caught in the rain, while others laughed and said that it was divine rain, and there would be nothing wrong with it, and it might make them stronger.
Everyone who heard this showed an expression of envy, because their first reaction when seeing the rain was to hide. Who could have thought of 'divine rain'?
But the rain stopped, and they couldn't get wet even if they wanted to. Many people secretly said it was a pity.
Shen Yangge The hand holding the sword is a little sore.
The man in Daoist robes waved the flag in his hand, and his white beard seemed to cross his face. A low voice sounded in his ears, "Now, do it!"
Immediately afterwards, his hand holding the sword became uncontrollable.
Shen Yangge showed a surprised expression. Before he could react, he held a sword and turned around to stab Chu Xuanzhen in the heart.
In an instant, Shen Yangge seemed to feel that his heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. He frowned tightly and tried every means to regain control of his hands, but the sword had already been stabbed out.
"Chu Xuanzhen!"
Shen Yangge could only scream, but his shout was too late. The sword had already penetrated Chu Xuanzhen's chest. Shen Yangge felt that his eyes were going black and his body was shaking.
The long sword pierced Chu Xuanzhen's chest, and blood flowed out from his chest along the surface of the sword, dripping more and more.
"Protect Crown Prince!"
"Catch the monster!"
Two voices came out, and everyone panicked. Before they could realize what was happening, they were all staring at the rooftop in shock and confusion.
Child of Destiny was stabbed?
The person who stabbed Child of Destiny was the reincarnation of Divine Dragon that they admired the most?
Is this a joke?
No, no, in such a formal occasion, who would make such a joke, then it is true...
"No, it's impossible, it's fake, it could be fake!"
Some people shouted, some were rebutting, and there was even a weak voice that was not afraid of death and came out to persuade, "Maybe, maybe Lord Divine Dragon was counterattacked by Divine Power..."
As soon as the words came out, someone cursed, "Impossible, what did he do besides raising that sword just now? Aren't the Daoist priests doing the rest?"
"He may not be the reincarnation of Divine Dragon, but Monster!"
"Yes, look at the horns on his head, he is definitely not a human!"
It is very easy to shake people's hearts, not to mention that under such a strong and stimulating scene, their pitiful admiration quickly disappeared amid the rebuttals one after another.
It didn't take long for those cries of support to be suppressed by rebuttals, and incidental beatings also occurred, with the old, weak, sick and disabled being beaten until they cried loudly.
They still firmly believe that Shen Yangge is the reincarnation of Divine Dragon.
At this moment, Shen Yangge's hand holding the sword was trembling. He had been waiting for today, and he knew that all of them would take action today, but he did not expect that he would be the first to take action.
And still in this way.
He forced himself to remain calm and looked at Chu Xuanzhen.
Chu Xuanzhen fell on his back in front of him, and his eyes were closed the moment before he fell. Shen Yangge's hand holding the sword froze. He was about to squat down and look at his own His Highness, but a sword hung on his neck.
A familiar voice came from behind. "Lord Shen, I advise you not to move, otherwise it will be bad if you see blood."
"Chu Tianyin!"
Shen Yangge almost said the words out of his mouth with a tone of gritted teeth, but the man with the sword hanging at his neck smiled.
"Lord Shen can still recognize my voice. Yes, it seems that we are very destined. In that case, I will kill you in the end."
As he spoke, another sword took his place, and he slowly walked up to Chu Xuanzhen and pierced Chu Xuanzhen's shoulder with his sword.
Immediately, he smiled gently and drew out the sword again, leaving another one.
Chu Xuanzhen, who was in a coma, seemed to be hurt by the stabbing, his eyebrows furrowed, and Shen Yangge's eyes were filled with tears. He took a step forward, and the sword at his neck cut his flesh, and blood flowed down the wound.
Chu Tianyin clicked his tongue, and without even looking at Shen Yangge, he pulled out his sword again and stabbed Chu Xuanzhen's left leg, then his right leg.
He muttered something, "Chu Xuanzhen, you should have expected such consequences, so you couldn't take the initiative to give up the throne. You useless trash, why are you taking the name of Crown Prince when you are almost dead?"
"How long do you think you can last?"
"Soul-Eating Gu There is no solution in the world. You are destined to die. It will only take you one or two years."
Shen Yangge bit his lip and took another step forward. This time the sword at his neck slid deeper, and the flesh inside could be seen, and blood was pouring out desperately.
The man holding the sword raised his eyebrows and said, "Little guy, don't go any further, otherwise... you will die inexplicably. It will be a pity for those eyes of yours."
Chu Xuanzhi's teasing tone was like a bloodthirsty Shura, reminding Shen Yangge that if he moved any more, he would die on the spot.
They have really joined forces in the past two years.
They have subdued nearly half of the people here. The people wearing Daoist uniforms on the rooftop have long been replaced. So... where is Eighth Prince?
He raised his eyes and saw Eighth Prince looking at him coldly, with a touch of disdainful sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and Shen Yangge's eyebrows furrowed deeper.
"Huh? What do you see Little Eighth doing?"
Chu Xuanzhi pondered for a while, then said, "Oh, I remembered it, Little Eighth seems to be... the most loyal person to Chu Xuanzhen, right?"
"Tsk tsk, don't look like that. I didn't expect that. But Little Eighth doesn't say anything about what happened back then, but in fact he still holds a grudge. No one will forget the enemy who killed his mother."
Shen Yangge's eyes widened little by little.
Eighth Prince, however, shifted his gaze and looked at Chu Xuanzhen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became even bigger.
"Someone, stop the bleeding. He can't die like this."
Chu Tianyin waved and had Chu Xuanzhen, who had lost all his limbs, carried down, while Shen Yangge witnessed the whole process.
"...Chu Xuanzhen."
He shouted, but got no response, so he shouted again, "His Highness..."
Just like the previous time, the man was dragged down and his breathing was so light that it seemed to disappear. How could he respond to him?
Shen Yangge was a little unsteady, but Chu Xuanzhi hugged his waist at this moment, raised his hand and reached towards his eyes. Chu Tianyin immediately stopped his action, "Chu Xuanzhi, stop."
Chu Xuanzhi stopped, and looked up at Chu Tianyin with some displeasure. Chu Tianyin squinted his eyes, looked at those cloudy eyes, and thought to himself: If I really want you to recover your eyesight and see the light again, I will definitely miss the position of the Lord of the World.
He said again, "If you do this, your eyes will be dirty, and when the time comes to transplant it to your body, it may be incomplete."
After hearing this, Chu Xuanzhi thought for a moment and finally withdrew his hand...