Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1037 Three Thousand Heavenly Drums

Qin Yi raised her head and saw the smile on Wen Rong's lips. The smile seemed different.

"Master Chitose..."

Wen Rong said quietly: "No need to follow, do what you should do."

Qin Yi was about to speak but stopped, her steps slowly stopped, and she stopped following Jin Yiwei.

After Lie Jinting noticed it out of the corner of his eye, he summoned a subordinate and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow me."

"Yes."

Lie Jinting's peripheral vision fell on Wen Rong, his eyes dark and unclear, faintly fierce.

The more real everything in the formation becomes, the more violent Lie Jinting becomes at this moment.

There were even emotions that had never appeared in my heart.

Hey.

He clearly realized that this was jealousy, and he was jealous of Wen Rong.

Lie Jinting kept rubbing his finger, suppressing the rising emotions time and time again, hiding everything deeply in his eyes.

There is ample time.

The day Lie Jiuqing was part of the Lie family, the day she was his sister.

Since she is his sister, she is his sister alone.

No one can take her away!

And after today, Wen Rong...

After leaving the palace, keep walking east.

The sacrificial altar was on the mountain, and they walked very slowly while pulling such a heavy cage.

The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, and Wen Rong uncontrollably bumped into an iron pillar several times.

In the snowstorm, Wen Rong swallowed the blood from the corner of his lips and looked up at the altar at the end of the mountain road.

"Boom-"

When the auspicious time comes, the ancient bell that has stood beside the sacrificial platform for hundreds of years is rung, and the sound of thousands of monks chanting Buddha comes from the mountain.

The ancient bells were ringing continuously, and suddenly a drum sounded.

Heavy and distant, one after another, reaching to the sky.

"Cough..." Wen Rong suddenly stumbled and fell heavily. The black blood in his mouth finally spat out. The tendons in his fingers that were covering his heart were bulging. He was in pain so much that his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.

"Cough cough..."

The drumbeats were getting closer and closer, and Wen Rong was getting more and more painful.

He huddled in a corner of the animal cage, holding on to the iron pillar to keep from falling.

There was pain that had never appeared in his eyes before. The pain was so painful that it felt as if the world was shattered. His eyes were instantly bloodshot, as if blood and tears were flowing out.

He gritted his teeth, but the grief and hatred wanted to break through his bones and blood, screaming for destruction of the world.

The sound of the drum seemed to kill Wen Rong.

One sound, one sound, one sound, the sound was like a sharp knife.

The two shadows following Jin Yiwei paused.

When Xuan Yi heard the sound of the drum, his expression turned strange, "Emperor Yun actually used this drum."

"Based on the time, it's almost the same."

"This drum... Qiantose will be okay, right?"

Kamakura tightened his grip on the sword, and after a long while he said, "Find a way to bring Madam over. I'm afraid there will be trouble if it's too late."

"I'll go there in person, and you can protect Master Qiantose."

After saying that, Xuan Yi's figure disappeared without a trace.

The sound of the drum is strange and can be heard all around the mountain. It is more lingering than monks chanting Buddha.

Lie Jiuqing felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. The more she listened, the more her ears were ringing. The ink bracelet, which had not moved for a long time, seemed to be affected and was tightly holding her wrist.

"This drum sound is so weird..."

Hua Yi said: "The sound of this drum should come from the Three Thousand Heavenly Drums specially used for sacrifices. This is the first time His Majesty has used it since he succeeded to the throne."

Lie Jiuqing had heard some of it before, but she still felt that the sound made her feel sick and nauseated, and she felt an indescribable discomfort.

"Three Thousand Chaotian Drums? It is said that it is a drum that has been made for ten years. The workmanship is very exquisite and complicated. If it is completed, it can reach the sky, connect the heavenly roads, and see the gods."

Huayi nodded, "Actually, it's more than ten years. Each drum requires nine craftsmen to work together for 12 years."

I don’t know if it was because he and Wen Rong had been separated for 12 years. When Lie Jiuqing heard about 12 years, his heart suddenly stopped.

(End of this chapter)