Chapter 530 Jiang Yu's Madness
The gloomy sky seemed like it would rain at any time.
Tick-tock——
However, it was not the rain that fell to the ground first, but the pale golden blood drops and the cloth strips fluttering on the ground.
The disfigured Jiang Yu grabbed Jiang Chulong's neck, and his double pupils reflected her gray-white eyes that saw the light of day again after the cloth strips fell off.
There were no more tears of grievance and disbelief in them.
In memory, Jiang Chulong was obviously a timid and fragile little girl.
Even if she was bullied by the palace maids and replaced the animal charcoal for the royal winter with smoke charcoal, she would quietly thank them.
Later, he protected Jiang Chulong for several years because he didn't like those greedy brothers and sisters who surrounded him for the sake of interests.
Jiang Chulong was different. She would treat the rag doll thrown away by Yuyang as a treasure and be happy for a long time.
At the same time, he was always curious why Jiang Chulong lived in the cold palace.
Later, the queen mother's personal maid told him that this was all the queen mother's intention.
All of Jiang Chulong's circumstances were caused by his mother. As a proud mother, he was acting as a savior in a self-touched way.
Of course, if it was just like this, the two would be cold and distant at best.
But one day, he learned the reason why his father, who was once as strong as a god, was gradually weakening.
Those who ascended the throne cannot live forever.
His father was not a prince. He loved to travel around the world, was high-spirited, made friends with heroes all over the world, and made a great reputation. He was called the reincarnation of Emperor Wu. Later, the prince died suddenly, and his father inherited the throne. Then, he became weaker and weaker over the long years.
At first, he had infinite self-confidence, thinking that his father was like this, and he might not be, and he would definitely be better than his father.
Until the ancestor worship, he found the divine will left by his father when he was young in the clan.
Ten battles and ten defeats.
The young father was also in his early twenties.
He had double pupils, but he lost miserably, and lost again and again, and couldn't even lift his head. In the end, he no longer felt pain, only confusion from all directions.
For so many years, has his father been hiding his incompetence?
With a lot of questions in his mind, he went to Yanglong Temple.
What he saw was not the wise and powerful Emperor Dayu who was admired by all and came to the court from all directions.
Instead, he saw...
a painful loser, a beast locked in a cage by fate.
That night, he walked through the long, complex, and deep palace walls in a trance.
However, at the end of the darkness, a door opened to him.
"Brother Crown Prince, you come to see me again..."
Looking at the little girl leaning against the door, he smiled hopefully and cautiously.
The crazy thoughts that grew out of despair in his heart were like a thorny vine.
He subconsciously grabbed it.
Climb up!
Leave everything behind...
Even if the end he is heading towards is a deeper abyss...
"Double pupils are the invincible road, hehe..."
Jiang Yu came back to his senses, and his double pupils became even more indifferent.
He raised his long sword, wanting to break open Jiang Chulong's chest to see what kind of divine object caused the resonance of the sword bone.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
In the manifested divine will, the divine sword held by the golden dragon suddenly struggled violently, stabbing the dragon's mouth with blood.
Puff——
His chest was broken first.
The blood-stained small sword-shaped bone, shining with noble silver light, with the charm of penetrating all things, hit the Zunlong Sword, breaking it in the air.
"Sword bone, mine..."
Jiang Yu could no longer care about Jiang Chulong, and reached out to firmly grasp the Emperor Sword Bone.
His divine will surged, the golden dragon roared, the emperor's world roared, and the sky and the earth changed color in an instant. He was only one step away from the inner scene.
And this violent aura vibration was far beyond the inner scene.
"What happened?"
The people who saw this scene were confused. Why did Jiang Yu's divine will suddenly shake?
The people in the martial arts world and the common people who didn't know the truth were just confused.
"The emperor's sword bone wants to return to Chu Long." Ying Bing said softly.
"Chu Long, come back quickly!"
Li Mo shouted towards the stage.
Chu Long has already grown a new sword bone in her body, and the goal has been achieved.
When Jiang Yu recovers, it may be too late to leave.
Princess Jiang listened to Brother Li the most, and hurried back, hugged the rabbit, rubbed it several times to calm down, and whispered:
"Brother Li, the Qingye Sword is broken..."
"You have done a good job, it's just one sword, I will make ten or eight swords when the time comes."
Li Mo looked at the stage.
A middle-aged man with a straight face, a tall hat, and a simple black robe suddenly appeared beside Jiang Yu.
However, as soon as he arrived, the surrounding patrol guards bowed their heads respectfully.
He represented the royal family of Dayu.
The middle-aged man in the black robe slapped Jiang Yu on the shoulder, grabbed the sword bone with one hand, and slapped the sword bone back to his chest.
Then, a voice without any emotion spread through the Jiangshan Shejitu to the inner and outer cities:
"Jiang Chulong fell off the ring, Jiang Yu won."
After saying that, his eyes stayed deeply on Jiang Chulong, Li Mo, and Ying Bing.
With a flick of his sleeves, he disappeared from the spot.
"The game continues."
At this time, the purple-robed eunuch on the judges' seat also shouted loudly.
The change came quickly and went quickly. Before everyone figured out what happened, it seemed to be over.
But everyone had a feeling.
Why did it sound like the prince won, but it actually felt like the prince lost?
....
On the side of the princes and nobles.
"Brother Crown Prince, are you okay?"
Princess Yuyang gave him a bottle of medicine and looked at Jiang Yu's expression calmly.
Miraculously, Jiang Yu not only looked rosy, but his breath was also very stable.
"Nothing."
Jiang Yu seemed oblivious to the looks from around him.
Although he didn't see clearly what was in Jiang Chulong's body just now, there was good news.
The power that had been resisting him in the bones of the Emperor's Sword seemed to have weakened a lot after it had just exploded.
It’s easier to turn it into your own use.
He looked up at the Jiangshan Sheji Map.
He won this game, which means that he will enter the next round, and his opponent...
Will it be born from Li Mo or Ning Que?
Why say yes or.
Because in other arenas, the winner has long been decided.
Ning Que has only defeated Huang Donglai so far and is preparing to face Li Mo.
In the arena.
Ning Que took a big breath of fresh air and put down the jade flute that he had been playing for half an hour.
"Can't we run anymore? We could have given up a long time ago. Why should we get exhausted?"
"This shows that you are a bit weak."
Huang Donglai shook his head.
"If you blow it for half an hour, you're still in vain!"
Ning Que couldn't hold himself any longer and angrily picked up the jade flute and knocked it on Huang Donglai's body, knocking him off the stage.
