Chapter 104 Identity Revealed, Death of the Prophet
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Wu Yi Yun
Chapter 1 and Four
Chu Jing's words fell instantly.
Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba's scalps were numb, the hairs on their bodies stood up, and they felt a strong sense of fear.
Then, these two were the strongest in one country, they didn't care about reserve and face, they didn't need to communicate, they turned around and ran, the speed was unprecedented!
"This...they ran away?"
Looking at the two great masters, who reached the end of the palace in the blink of an eye, Emperor Zhou was dumbfounded.
The courtiers and guards next to him were also almost sluggish.
The two masters who were domineering just now, like gods.
Just touched it twice and ran away?
Are they all so afraid of this mysterious senior?
"run?"
Surprised.
Looking at the backs of the two of them playfully.
Calculate the distance, it is almost the same.
"Cover your ears."
When Chu Jing's voice sounded.
Emperor Zhou and the others were startled.
Cover your ears?
What is this going to do?
However, they did not dare to disobey Chu Jing's request.
They all covered their ears hard.
the same moment.
Chu Jing opened his mouth, and a dragon chant resounded throughout the palace.
"Roar!"
The moment the sound sounded.
A layer of sound waves emerged from Chu Jing's mouth, chasing after the two masters in an instant.
"Is it safe?"
Reach the palace entrance with haste.
Sensing that Chu Jing did not come after him, Ba Shiba and Ximen Chuuxue were both pleasantly surprised, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.
however.
Suddenly, a huge dragon chant sounded from behind.
That dragon chant made the two of them break their hearts, their hearts were about to break, and even their souls seemed to be coming out of their bodies. For a while, they thought that a real dragon was born behind them!
When the two subconsciously turned their heads.
I saw a layer of golden sound waves coming mightily.
"Do not!!!"
In the screams of the two great masters.
The sound waves swallowed the two of them.
The two fell to the ground at the same time, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
……
"This dragon chant for nine days is really easy to use."
Noticing the fall of the two great masters, Chu Jing sighed slightly.
behind.
Emperor Zhou and others were shocked.
So, this is why the predecessors asked us to cover our ears?
It turned out that he was going to demonstrate a sonic skill?
Why did the sound just now sound like a dragon chant?
What kind of magic is this?
When everyone is in doubt.
Chu Jing glanced at the Prophet with pity, but he didn't say much, his figure jumped and disappeared into the halls.
"senior!"
Emperor Zhou and others hugged the Prophet and stood up, shouting anxiously.
however.
That figure no longer existed between heaven and earth.
It was as if he had never appeared before.
"Come and go, this senior... is really a god who never sees the end!"
"Even the two great masters are afraid to run away, what is the strength of this senior?"
"Ximen Chuuxue said just now, senior is the fourth rank, right? Why are they both fourth ranks, senior can beat two with one?"
"It's Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba, what happened to them?"
Chu was shocked and left.
But the guards and courtiers at the scene were ecstatic, chattering and discussing endlessly.
Right now.
A large group of guards guarding the palace gate arrived with two corpses.
The skin of the two corpses appeared textured, like cracked stone statues.
Their eyes were white, like dementia, but lifeless.
"It's Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba!"
"Are they... dead?"
Everyone couldn't believe it.
Didn't the two masters both run outside the palace just now?
Why did he die suddenly?
"It was just... Long Yin... who killed them..."
It was the Prophet, with a weak face, and he spoke in a breathless manner.
Everyone was terrified.
That Dragon Yin just now was able to instantly kill two great masters?
This is too outrageous, right?
"Prophet! Are you okay!"
Emperor Zhou embraced the Prophet with concern.
"I... I'm afraid I'm going..."
Every time the prophet speaks, it seems to be exhausting all his strength.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his life has come to an end.
"No! Master Prophet! You won't die. I will call an imperial doctor for treatment. You can live at least 50 years longer!"
Tears welled up in Emperor Zhou's eyes, and he shouted: "Come here, call the four imperial physicians in the palace!"
Some eunuchs rushed to various palaces in a hurry, and the scene became chaotic because of this imperial decree.
The prophet's face was pale, and he smiled weakly: "Your Majesty, don't waste time, help me to the prophet's hall...I want...to die there!"
Emperor Zhou's eyes were full of tears, so he could only follow suit.
……
5 minute later.
The Prophet returned to his house and lay down on his sickbed.
"Your Majesty, I want to meet my...friends at the last moment of my life..."
Emperor Zhou understood, and he suppressed his nose and shouted: "Little Huazi, Ruping, Liu Xi! Come in quickly!"
A eunuch, a maidservant, and a court guard.
These three are in charge of the life of the Prophet's House.
It is also one of the few people who can contact the prophet.
In the heart of the lonely prophet, they are "friends"!
The three of them burst into tears.
The atmosphere was too sad.
Emperor Zhou couldn't bear to disturb the four of them, so he left quietly and waited outside the room.
Empress Shu Wan hugged the little prince and held Emperor Zhou's hand: "Your Majesty, it is the rule of the world that a person is about to die... My condolences..."
The little prince still doesn't understand life and death.
With big eyes open, his fat and tender hands patted his father's face, asking for a hug.
Emperor Zhou hugged his son, feeling more and more sad.
After a few minutes.
The three "friends" of the Prophet leave the room.
One said sadly: "Your Majesty, the Prophet still has his last friend, Chu Jing..."
Emperor Zhou understood instantly.
these days.
Chu Jing would play chess and have fun with the Prophet, so the two were naturally friends.
He was about to call the eunuch to Ninghua Hall to call someone,
A figure came walking alone.
It was Chu Jing.
"Brother Chu!"
Emperor Zhou shouted in surprise.
Chu Jing nodded slightly, with melancholy in his eyes.
"Yeah!"
The little prince obviously knew Chu Jing, and wanted to reach out for a hug.
Chu Jing touched the little prince's cheek, "I'll go see the prophet first."
When Chu Jing walked into the room and the door closed, the atmosphere became more and more sad.
……
inside the room.
The prophet on the sickbed, because of the passing of life, his skin quickly shriveled. At this time, his skin and bones were not much different from a skeleton.
"Chu Jing, you're here..."
Seeing Chu Jing's arrival, the prophet's cloudy eyes brightened a bit.
"I am coming."
Chu Jing nodded.
"Unfortunately... I won't have the chance to play chess with you in the future..."
The Prophet's face was miserable: "Not only that, after my death, several other countries are ready to move, and the Zhou Kingdom may be about to perish. Chu Jing, you can advance... think about retreating..."
Chu Jing said calmly: "Prophet, Zhou Kingdom will not perish."
The prophet was puzzled at first, but after guessing the reason, he smiled bitterly and said, "Are you talking about the mysterious master in the palace? He did protect Zhou Guo three times, but... I can't figure out his thoughts... maybe one day I don't want to...or have I left the Zhou Kingdom? By then...the Zhou Kingdom will still be destroyed!"
Speaking of it.
The Prophet opened his mouth, and made a "chuck" sound from his throat, and wanted to speak, but his life was at the end of his life, so he couldn't speak.
It was at this time.
Chu Jing released a trace of divine thought, very gently, as if a feather brushed the prophet's forehead.
The prophet's whole body was shocked, and the light flashed back in an instant. He grabbed Chu Jing's hand and his face was ecstatic: "So it's you!"
"It's me. Don't worry, I will solve Zhou Guo's hidden dangers."
Chu Jing spoke softly, and the prophet laughed wildly: "With your words, what's so terrible about this death?"
After the hearty laughter, the prophet let go of Chu Jing's wrist and closed his eyes.
Chu Jing's words fell instantly.
Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba's scalps were numb, the hairs on their bodies stood up, and they felt a strong sense of fear.
Then, these two were the strongest in one country, they didn't care about reserve and face, they didn't need to communicate, they turned around and ran, the speed was unprecedented!
"This...they ran away?"
Looking at the two great masters, who reached the end of the palace in the blink of an eye, Emperor Zhou was dumbfounded.
The courtiers and guards next to him were also almost sluggish.
The two masters who were domineering just now, like gods.
Just touched it twice and ran away?
Are they all so afraid of this mysterious senior?
"run?"
Surprised.
Looking at the backs of the two of them playfully.
Calculate the distance, it is almost the same.
"Cover your ears."
When Chu Jing's voice sounded.
Emperor Zhou and the others were startled.
Cover your ears?
What is this going to do?
However, they did not dare to disobey Chu Jing's request.
They all covered their ears hard.
the same moment.
Chu Jing opened his mouth, and a dragon chant resounded throughout the palace.
"Roar!"
The moment the sound sounded.
A layer of sound waves emerged from Chu Jing's mouth, chasing after the two masters in an instant.
"Is it safe?"
Reach the palace entrance with haste.
Sensing that Chu Jing did not come after him, Ba Shiba and Ximen Chuuxue were both pleasantly surprised, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.
however.
Suddenly, a huge dragon chant sounded from behind.
That dragon chant made the two of them break their hearts, their hearts were about to break, and even their souls seemed to be coming out of their bodies. For a while, they thought that a real dragon was born behind them!
When the two subconsciously turned their heads.
I saw a layer of golden sound waves coming mightily.
"Do not!!!"
In the screams of the two great masters.
The sound waves swallowed the two of them.
The two fell to the ground at the same time, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
……
"This dragon chant for nine days is really easy to use."
Noticing the fall of the two great masters, Chu Jing sighed slightly.
behind.
Emperor Zhou and others were shocked.
So, this is why the predecessors asked us to cover our ears?
It turned out that he was going to demonstrate a sonic skill?
Why did the sound just now sound like a dragon chant?
What kind of magic is this?
When everyone is in doubt.
Chu Jing glanced at the Prophet with pity, but he didn't say much, his figure jumped and disappeared into the halls.
"senior!"
Emperor Zhou and others hugged the Prophet and stood up, shouting anxiously.
however.
That figure no longer existed between heaven and earth.
It was as if he had never appeared before.
"Come and go, this senior... is really a god who never sees the end!"
"Even the two great masters are afraid to run away, what is the strength of this senior?"
"Ximen Chuuxue said just now, senior is the fourth rank, right? Why are they both fourth ranks, senior can beat two with one?"
"It's Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba, what happened to them?"
Chu was shocked and left.
But the guards and courtiers at the scene were ecstatic, chattering and discussing endlessly.
Right now.
A large group of guards guarding the palace gate arrived with two corpses.
The skin of the two corpses appeared textured, like cracked stone statues.
Their eyes were white, like dementia, but lifeless.
"It's Ximen Chuuxue and Ba Shiba!"
"Are they... dead?"
Everyone couldn't believe it.
Didn't the two masters both run outside the palace just now?
Why did he die suddenly?
"It was just... Long Yin... who killed them..."
It was the Prophet, with a weak face, and he spoke in a breathless manner.
Everyone was terrified.
That Dragon Yin just now was able to instantly kill two great masters?
This is too outrageous, right?
"Prophet! Are you okay!"
Emperor Zhou embraced the Prophet with concern.
"I... I'm afraid I'm going..."
Every time the prophet speaks, it seems to be exhausting all his strength.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his life has come to an end.
"No! Master Prophet! You won't die. I will call an imperial doctor for treatment. You can live at least 50 years longer!"
Tears welled up in Emperor Zhou's eyes, and he shouted: "Come here, call the four imperial physicians in the palace!"
Some eunuchs rushed to various palaces in a hurry, and the scene became chaotic because of this imperial decree.
The prophet's face was pale, and he smiled weakly: "Your Majesty, don't waste time, help me to the prophet's hall...I want...to die there!"
Emperor Zhou's eyes were full of tears, so he could only follow suit.
……
5 minute later.
The Prophet returned to his house and lay down on his sickbed.
"Your Majesty, I want to meet my...friends at the last moment of my life..."
Emperor Zhou understood, and he suppressed his nose and shouted: "Little Huazi, Ruping, Liu Xi! Come in quickly!"
A eunuch, a maidservant, and a court guard.
These three are in charge of the life of the Prophet's House.
It is also one of the few people who can contact the prophet.
In the heart of the lonely prophet, they are "friends"!
The three of them burst into tears.
The atmosphere was too sad.
Emperor Zhou couldn't bear to disturb the four of them, so he left quietly and waited outside the room.
Empress Shu Wan hugged the little prince and held Emperor Zhou's hand: "Your Majesty, it is the rule of the world that a person is about to die... My condolences..."
The little prince still doesn't understand life and death.
With big eyes open, his fat and tender hands patted his father's face, asking for a hug.
Emperor Zhou hugged his son, feeling more and more sad.
After a few minutes.
The three "friends" of the Prophet leave the room.
One said sadly: "Your Majesty, the Prophet still has his last friend, Chu Jing..."
Emperor Zhou understood instantly.
these days.
Chu Jing would play chess and have fun with the Prophet, so the two were naturally friends.
He was about to call the eunuch to Ninghua Hall to call someone,
A figure came walking alone.
It was Chu Jing.
"Brother Chu!"
Emperor Zhou shouted in surprise.
Chu Jing nodded slightly, with melancholy in his eyes.
"Yeah!"
The little prince obviously knew Chu Jing, and wanted to reach out for a hug.
Chu Jing touched the little prince's cheek, "I'll go see the prophet first."
When Chu Jing walked into the room and the door closed, the atmosphere became more and more sad.
……
inside the room.
The prophet on the sickbed, because of the passing of life, his skin quickly shriveled. At this time, his skin and bones were not much different from a skeleton.
"Chu Jing, you're here..."
Seeing Chu Jing's arrival, the prophet's cloudy eyes brightened a bit.
"I am coming."
Chu Jing nodded.
"Unfortunately... I won't have the chance to play chess with you in the future..."
The Prophet's face was miserable: "Not only that, after my death, several other countries are ready to move, and the Zhou Kingdom may be about to perish. Chu Jing, you can advance... think about retreating..."
Chu Jing said calmly: "Prophet, Zhou Kingdom will not perish."
The prophet was puzzled at first, but after guessing the reason, he smiled bitterly and said, "Are you talking about the mysterious master in the palace? He did protect Zhou Guo three times, but... I can't figure out his thoughts... maybe one day I don't want to...or have I left the Zhou Kingdom? By then...the Zhou Kingdom will still be destroyed!"
Speaking of it.
The Prophet opened his mouth, and made a "chuck" sound from his throat, and wanted to speak, but his life was at the end of his life, so he couldn't speak.
It was at this time.
Chu Jing released a trace of divine thought, very gently, as if a feather brushed the prophet's forehead.
The prophet's whole body was shocked, and the light flashed back in an instant. He grabbed Chu Jing's hand and his face was ecstatic: "So it's you!"
"It's me. Don't worry, I will solve Zhou Guo's hidden dangers."
Chu Jing spoke softly, and the prophet laughed wildly: "With your words, what's so terrible about this death?"
After the hearty laughter, the prophet let go of Chu Jing's wrist and closed his eyes.
