Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 229 Purgatory Nine Netherworlds (2)
As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled thunder fell fiercely, and the lightning slid across the corner of the man's eyes, reflecting his eyes, with deep anxiety and eagerness, in stark contrast to Gucheng's indifferent gray pupils.

Although there was no sound around, the uncertainty was slowly expanding. The rain completely covered everyone's breathing, as if everyone in front of them were corpses in the night.

He Yan said: "Sacrifice? Gucheng, you are blaspheming God! Don't I know what you made around this holy lake? You are trying to release the devil! Do you know what you are doing? You Do you dare to take a look with your hand, the star mark that symbolizes the bestowed by the gods, I am afraid that it has been worn away by your blood and there is no trace of it! The high priest asks for nothing, you Do you dare to admit that you are not tempted by that woman at all?! Also, tonight, what happened to those burnt incense candles? Tonight, except for Wang Xue, no one can pass them on to the road of gods The incense will continue, because it has been completely tampered with by you, the son of rebellion! The people of Dongzhi, when the blood stains the holy lake later, it will be too late! We must kill him! "

The rain was rustling, rushing, and beating down in full swing. Everyone held their breath in the rain and looked at the lonely city with their eyes open.

But Gucheng was too calm, so calm that it was frightening, like facing a lunatic.

He Yan's chest gasped slightly, and suddenly he slapped the dazed woman with his palm, and said angrily, "Now, let me finish her!"

His palm style is fierce, with unscrupulous and ferocious killing intent.

At this moment, Gu Cheng's mind was hit fiercely, and before his own reason had time to rush out, he had already shot without hesitation!

That was "Qi Wei", knowing it was a fake, but no longer had any strength to see her get hurt in the slightest!
But the moment he shot, he knew that he had made a mistake.

As long as one strikes, the goal of "Flooded River" will be achieved, and the surprise will no longer be controllable. The seed will break through the ground in an instant, and then turn into a towering tree with lightning speed.

But even if it's wrong, it can't stop yourself.

And at this moment, a white coat suddenly fell down, and the heavy rain in the dark night annihilated in an instant. Before Gucheng's hand arrived, that hand had already pulled the river over, and his snow-white boots were on the ground. Lightly on the ground, a subtle splash was made, and finally fell on the branch next to it.

That man's white clothes were like snow, his silver mask, his lips were as red as blood, and his eyes were like the night sky.

Who else but Chu Yu?

He didn't say anything, and flicked one hand very quickly, as if an orchid bloomed instantly, and then touched his chest, just a little bit, this old man didn't have any strength to move in an instant.

The heavy rain was pouring, and Chu Yu's hand tore off his face, revealing a face that didn't belong to him, and then threw him to the ground with a "bang".

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that this person was a fake He Yan.

Now, as long as he is fake, nothing can shake Gucheng's respect in their hearts.

Everything seems to have settled down.

With a flick of Chu Yu's hand, a dark green light pierced through, and then cut "Qi Wei"'s neck. The girl's blood dripped down, and with the heavy rain, it disappeared completely.

Chu Yu used this method to tell Gucheng that this woman was just a fake.

Looking at the corpse, Gu Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes again, and said, "Start!"

There was a loud "rumbling", and the thunder couldn't wait to smash down again. The boy's cry was caught in the sound, with an inexplicable seepage.

The executioner picked up his own knife and finally raised it.

Pick it up, drop it, penetrate it, take it out.

The blood dripped, stretched the fuzzy blood red along the blade, and squeezed in from the corners of people's eyes little by little. The rain was so heavy, but the blood that flowed out was very clear, and the white light flashed, and it could be clearly seen which blood twisted into a line Long dragon, then flows into the holy lake.

Children fell one by one, and drops of blood rolled into the lake.

Yun Qi just looked at them, those children were about the same age as him, but he had already forgotten how to show mercy.

Because he has never been pitied.

The corners of his eyes were squeezed red by the blood, but his hands began to tremble slightly at some point, not because of fear, but because of the excitement that even he couldn't suppress.

Yes, excited.

It's as if some power is slowly rushing out, and it will grab the palm of your hand immediately. It is more intimidating than the desire for power. In fact, he has never cared about power, because those things are nothing to him. Backsliding, he will definitely pay all the price to get his mother back.

For him, in this world, there is nothing but family affection.

Gu Cheng's hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, and in an instant, a gust of cold poured in, and his body suddenly regained its composure.

What happened just now?Never had such a feeling, such a powerful attraction that escaped his control, that vague voice was calling him, just raise your hand, just raise your hand, all your wishes can come true.

all?Including the lives that have passed away?
Gu Cheng's palm never left his shoulder, but his gaze was focused on the lake, watching the bright red and pure blood slowly crawling over the entire lake, like a devil's claw.

And at this moment, a panicked voice suddenly came from a distance: "High Priest, it's bad! Our ghost army has been swallowed!"

What is the scariest?
Jiang Li held the rein in his hand, and a pair of slender white fingers almost tightened the rein. The horse underneath seemed to feel uneasy, and twisted its body, as if it wanted to run, but it was afraid.

This is the first time that Jiangli has actually seen such a large-scale mudslide and mountain collapse. Amidst the lightning and thunder, those scenes are terrifying, and the more than 1000 soldiers all looked back with white faces. The flat ground they had just stepped out of was instantly submerged by billowing muddy water, and the river surged up inch by inch with a ferocious and unstoppable momentum, so turbulent, it seemed to be black, even the rolled up waves were black.

But Jiang Li knew that it was not an illusion.

Gucheng's words were still in her ears, and she raised her eyes to sweep, only to see the pale faces of her soldiers under the thunder, as if they had seen something unacceptable.For them, such a scene can almost be regarded as a catastrophe. They have never seen such water, which is as soft as the world and gallops as hard as the world.

(End of this chapter)