Chapter 254: Crippled Hands and Feet! Hand and Foot Crippled!
The python robe is soaked in blood, and the golden steps are bleeding.
The slightest wisp of blood began to permeate the Golden Court, slowly rushing out of Yuhuatai, tearing out the deepest fear in people's hearts!
"Ahh
Feather arrows shot out in unison, and a corpse fell down on the Yuhua platform, and then a large number of Mocang soldiers emerged from all directions.
Seeing that the scene was chaotic for a while, the people in the audience took the opportunity to flee, but the major exits were blocked by the human walls temporarily built by the Mocang soldiers, and those timid people saw a sharp spear, and they cowered one by one, not daring to make another time.
It wasn't until this moment that they understood that this was just a trap laid by the wind people, if the Qingguo Ceremony could not be carried out normally, then today, they were destined to go and never return!
His unruly eyes swept around him, looking at the group of Mocang soldiers who surrounded him, and his sharp wolf teeth suddenly appeared......
Mocang Wuji smiled smugly.
A disguise was immediately pulled by him, and the protective armor was exposed, and he proudly wielded the double knives at his waist, turned around in the air, and continued to move forward, towards the Mocang Emperor who was sitting on the dragon throne......
"Great Prince! Abandon the knife now, don't get any closer! β
Zuo Ya, the sword-armed guard guarding in front of the Jin Court, stared at Mo Cang Wuji and warned, but it had no effect.
"Let him come overβ" Emperor Mocang suddenly let out a dragon groan, like a bell, and immediately repelled the guards who were about to guard ahead.
Mo Cang Wuji finally stopped at a distance of seven steps from the Mo Cang Emperor, only to see the Mo Cang Emperor leaning on the dragon throne, two fingers lightly tapped the dragon seat, with a calm expression on his face, not shocked by his actions at all!
What shocked him even more was that at this time, Prince Mocang's body was gone, leaving a pool of blood to freeze on the golden steps, slowly flowing down......
Emperor Mocang covered his nose and mouth, stared at the golden steps, his brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and then silently glanced at Gonggong Qiu beside him.
Gonggong Qiu tensed his nerves and immediately understood, raised the dust in his hand, and shouted at a few fearful minions: "What are you still stunned for!" Quickly clean up and sprinkle it! β
With just a few flicks of the fingers, the scene fell into embarrassment.
"Father!" Mo Cang Wuji's low voice suddenly roared at Emperor Mocang, his face full of hatred: "Your most beloved prince has now been stabbed to death by this king!" I'm afraid that there will be no successor to your Lisang! Hahaha! β
In his unbridled laughter, Emperor Mocang's thin lips twisted slightly, and he said lightly: "Before the Bafang Dading, you didn't succeed in killing the king, and now you have successfully escaped from prison, and at the beginning of the Qingguo ceremony, you broke into Yuhuatai with your remnants and killed your own brother with your own hands. Do you feel like you've won now? β
"Win! Of course the king won! Mo Cangwuji sneered, "This king wants your country, but you don't give it!" This king believes, what this king can't get, others can't even think of! So this king robbed it! But it turns out that this king can't grab it! But this king doesn't feel like he's lost! Because, you didn't win either! Isn't it? This king ruined the person you care about the most today! Although this Lisan country cannot be handed over to the hands of this king, you are also destined to be unstable! This king wants you to sit alone on this dragon throne from now on, suffering day and night the loss of your beloved son! β
Emperor Mocang calmed his head, calmly adjusted the dragon robe on his knees, raised his head and said: "For the sake of this dragon throne under me, I will not hesitate to kill my father, let alone kill my brother." Is that how you want to get my throne? β
He liked very much what Mocang Wuji said to the prince in the East Palace a few days ago, and he vaguely remembered that he said that those who are brothers should be united and work together in harmony.
Whatever his purpose in saying this, he was still very relieved. Because he knows that no matter how bad he is, what he has done to his brothers and sisters, in his lifetime, he also understands what it means to be a good big brother and how to be a good big brother.
He also knew that it was not because of his ignorance that he would do what he felt was doing today.
"......" When Emperor Mo Cang asked this question, Mo Cang Wuji's brain was almost dead for a few moments, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he was a little unsteady in holding the weapon. The two motionless pupils continued to dilate, flashing with an eerie light. "Hahahaha!"
Mocang Wuji smiled, and the smile was very harsh, which made people feel depressed.
But none of the people present knew why he was laughing, but just silently observed everything, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
His trembling shoulders slowly stopped, and he suddenly raised his head, "Yes! This king is for your dragon seat! β
Hearing him say it arrogantly, Mo Canghuang's eyes slowly raised, looked at him, and said with a little pity in his angry tone: "I can tell you clearly that you didn't win!" You lost, completely lost! β
"This king didn't lose! This king did not lose! It's you who loses! It's you Mocang Emperor! β
Extremely dissatisfied with Emperor Mocang's words, Mocang Wuji immediately roared hysterically.
Emperor Mocang had no intention of looking at him again, and ordered in a cold voice: "Brother Ji, the sin is unforgivable." Drag it out! Wait for the fall. β
"Your most beloved prince is dead! He's dead! Hahahaha! It's you who loses! It's always been you Mocang Emperor! This king did not lose! Didn't loseβ"
Mo Cang Wuji laughed wildly and shouted, as if the two knives in his hands were uncontrollable, and kept swinging into the air, wandering uncertainly.
I didn't know that he was unprepared and unexpected, and suddenly he was ruthlessly hit by several spears, and in an instant, the blood in his body was agitated, countless cells were destroyed in an instant, his bone marrow became more and more intense, and his front body leaned in pain, and his proud knees were forced to kneel in the dust!
The weapons in his hands were quickly seized by the soldiers, and Mocang Wuji was completely devoid of lethality, and the soldiers who charged with him were also surrendered one by one.
However, he still said the last words: "This king has no ...... Lose. β
was finally picked up by the soldiers and ended up in a half-life embarrassment.
His afterglow was hot, but he didn't look at him at all, but just picked up the jade cup in his hand with a serious expression.
He said that he did not lose, but in fact, the moment he called himself "this king" in front of him, he had already lost.
Only, he will never know again.
The jade cup weighed a thousand gold, he picked it up carefully, slowly brought it to his mouth, drank it one by one, and heard the other side of his ear-
"Woo-" 33
As soon as his tired eyes closed and opened, Movicungu fell to the ground like a collapsing wall......
All of a sudden, he felt his heart pierced by a sharp object, and the hot blood was gushing and disorderly......
He could no longer control his skills, he stiffened on the ground, twitched unconsciously, his eyes slowly lifted, and as far as his eyes could see, the golden color became more and more blurred......
The jaw was slightly raised, and Ru Mao drank blood, "Mocang... Emperor, good... Enjoying the Sadness of the Loss of a Beloved Son... Torture it. β
The jade cup fell and moved the heartstrings of the Quartet!
Emperor Mocang opened his eyes and looked straight at the other side - the second prince of the Mocang Wind Country was dustless, and his face was full of incredulity.
"Brother-" She stood up from the golden throne desperately with half of her body cold, looking at the blurred blank dust in the distance, and the desert frost couldn't help but call softly.
took off a long sword in his hand, and when he heard that Mo Cang Wuji couldn't make any sound anymore, he couldn't help but take half a step back, and finally felt like he had nothing to bear, so it was not easy.
The cold wind blew the green silk under the jade crown messily, as if it was embarrassed.
Dustless, facing the corpse in front of him, the monstrous anger burning in his eyes was gradually replaced by panic......
Aji......
The two eyes filled with restlessness began to sweep around aimlessly, but they were so quiet that one could feel frightened, as if he could not hear anything.
The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he shouted in the wind in a hoarse voice: "Ah Zhen-"
He didn't die, he didn't die!
He is the crown prince of Mocang, and he was regarded as the most noble bloodline of the entire royal family at birth, and he is the son of the gods!
An indifferent weapon can't kill him!
He's not going to die!
"Marksβ"
The huge Yuhuatai was dead silent, only the cold wind blew softly, stirring people's hair.
No one knew what he was doing, and no one knew when he appeared, all of them looked confused, as if they were shocked by the unscrupulous death, and they hadn't really jumped out yet, but it didn't seem to be like this......
His Scar never responded to him.
It was as if he was really dead.
It's true.
It was killed by the weapons of the indiscriminate.
This seems to be true......
He could no longer stand, his body was as thin as a piece of paper, and he was ravaged by the wind.
A pair of melancholy eyes were suddenly illuminated by the light of the sky.
The clouds on the horizon continued to disperse, and a round of morning sun rose, and the frost and snow on the branches began to show signs of melting.
Two lines of tears flowed down silently, also like ice dissolving water.
He's still too late after all.
Neither of them could look at each other again, and the two of them were like this, separated from each other.
He's still too late after all......
"Takeβ"
Above the golden court, there was a thunderous rage.
Emperor Mocang's eyes widened, staring at the desert dust on the Yuhuatai, the meridians on his neck stood up tremblingly, and his face was flushed, from his neck to the root of his ears.
Hearing this, the frostless and cold eyes suddenly moved to the father on the right, and a pair of unwavering eyes also began to glow with panic.
Hearing the sound of the sharp weapons of the soldiers, her eyes turned sharply, and she saw that her brother was shackled by a group of soldiers in an instant, and a series of panic flashed in her two uncertain eyes, he was so helpless, completely unaware of the sharpness around him!
The palace people beside her couldn't stop her, she walked to the monarch, knelt down suddenly, and pleaded: "The second prince will accidentally injure the rebel minister because of his blindness, please open the net!" β
The wings of his nose were flicked one by one, and Emperor Mocang immediately reprimanded angrily: "Don't forget, I only allowed him not to participate in the celebration ceremony because of his blindness!" It is a great sin for him to disobey my will and break into Yuhuatai! Now killing his own brother with his own hands is a capital crime! β
It was she who begged in front of the monarch, and begged the monarch to be especially gracious enough to allow her brother not to participate in this celebration ceremony...... What else can she say now?
I have always known that the anger of the Son of Heaven is uncontrollable, but this time, it is even deeper than I remember......
Above the Golden Court, in front of the Mocang royal family, Princess Mocang, who was once invincible, majestic, and not inferior to a man in the slightest, also kowtowed her unruly head at this moment, and suddenly shouted: "Father! I beg my father to surround my brother's life, and beg ......"
He was conscious for a moment, and raised his head angrily, "Stop it!" This king doesn't need your intercession! Kill or chop! I have nothing to say! β