Li Mao's voice, although not very loud, could clearly reach the ears of everyone in the room. And Li Mao's words even more involved their thoughts back to the moment when the incident happened.

Fear, panic! At this moment, the faces of all the wounded were covered...

Looking at these frightened students, Lan Qiong's heart couldn't help but feel a sharp pain. Seventeen people were slightly injured and twenty-three were seriously injured. Dying... One person is nearing death.

Forty-one people! The teachers and students of the entire Canglan Academy are all combined! There are only about 200 people! In this small sanatorium, it occupies nearly a quarter...

Looking at the faces that had not yet faded from their childishness, Lan Qiong knew that most of these injured students were just some children who had not yet become ~ people...

And this man-made disaster not only caused their bodies to bear the pain that they should not have suffered at this age, but also left an indelible shadow on the hearts of these children...

"How is that man now, is there any salvation?" Lan Qiong asked softly. But he walked slowly towards the injured students.

"After a night of rescue, there is no major problem. It's just that the injury is too serious, I'm afraid it will be in the future..."With Lan Qiong's movements, Liu Yi and the others hurriedly followed. Li Mao followed closely behind Lan Qiong, and softly recounted Lin Chong's injury to Lan Qiong.

Lan Qiong listened to Li Mao's narration very carefully, although Li Mao did not say it explicitly. But Lan Qiong knew very well in her heart that in the case of such severe trauma to her viscera, even if she was lucky enough to take her life back from the hands of death. But later... I'm afraid I won't be able to cultivate again.

Lan Qiong's gaze swept over the faces of the wounded one by one. looked at the childish ~ tender faces. He blamed himself deeply...

Looking at the king of a country that is close at hand, the existence that was high above in the past. If it were normal times, being able to get in touch with this existence admired by thousands of people at such a close distance would definitely make these people excited...

But now... In addition to fear, there is more or less resentment in people's hearts.

A wounded man covered in gauze endured the sharp pain that kept coming from his body and grabbed the corner of Lan Qiong's clothes tightly when Lan Qiong passed by him. And under his drastic movements, the red flowers slowly bloomed on the milky white gauze...

"Your Majesty... Why... Why is there such a monster in the middle of the city... Why... Why didn't you stand up in time when our lives were under great threat!!! Why!"

Faced with the seriously injured man's soul-piercing questioning, Lan Qiong didn't know how to explain why that kind of giant beast appeared in the downtown for a while, and he didn't know how to explain why he couldn't stand up in the first place.

And the other wounded even threw their eyes at Lan Qiong waiting for an answer. They wanted to know why! Why did this happen to them when it shouldn't have happened? Why, after so long, the Lord of the Wind came!

Lan Qiong gently pulled away the hand that was tugging at the corner of her clothes, and bowed deeply to the students who were waiting for a reply with a sad expression, "I'm sorry... I have made you suffer..."

"Your Majesty, you are—" Lu Ziheng exclaimed in surprise when he saw Lan Qiong like this. However, just as he was only halfway through his words, Lan Yun shook his head slightly.

"General Lu, go and bring in all the things you have prepared in advance. Afraid that Lu Ziheng would open his mouth again, Lan Yun had no choice but to arrange for the other party to go and bring in the condolences that had been prepared in advance to visit these wounded.

Looking at his father's back, Lan Yun had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although she was unaware of the existence of this plan, her instincts told her that it was most likely her father who had planned what had happened yesterday...

Now he needs to give an explanation to these injured students. He needs to be held accountable for what he has done. Even if, even if the person who did the wrong thing was Lan Qiong, who was the king of a country. It can't be an exception...

"Yes..."After Lu Ziheng slightly bowed his hand and received the order, he walked quickly towards the outside of the house. He himself knew very well that he was indeed not fit to stay here at this moment. Otherwise, given his temper, he might be saying something shocking...

After all... The second half of what Lu Ziheng wanted to say was... Your Majesty, you are the king of a country, how can you apologize to these ordinary people?

"Students, the lonely king knows. What happened yesterday has hurt you a lot. This is the incompetence of the lonely king, and the lonely king has an unshirkable responsibility... I don't dare to expect your forgiveness, but I also ask the students to give the lonely king a chance. ”

Lan Qiong said sincerely. The tone of the words is full of sincerity, but all this is just what is seen on the surface, but what kind of face will be hidden in the depths of the heart?

Perhaps, this Lan Qiong is the only one who knows, right? Lan Qiong said a lot, a lot. His "sincere" words and sad expression deeply touched the injured students.

"Let's not apologize... What we want... Just an explanation... There are so many of us who can't just do that...", it was the wounded man who had grabbed Lan Qiong earlier. And his words are the voice of all those who have been hurt by Beamon!

"Please rest assured, this matter will not be settled like this. The golden Beamon, who was going crazy in the downtown and deliberately hurting people, has been imprisoned by our guardian spirit of Xuanfeng. When the injuries of the students are healed, the Lone King will definitely give you a satisfactory result in public!"

When Lan Qiong said this, he raised his left hand above his head and said in a loud voice, "I, Lan Qiong! This time I swear again in the name of the Lord of the Xuanfeng! If I can't give a satisfactory answer to the victims of this hurtful incident, I will be punished by the thunder of the gods!!"

As Lan Qiong's words landed, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky very abruptly. Landing straight on Lan Qiong's left hand! When they saw this lightning light falling from the sky, people knew that the heavy oath of this god Thunder Soul had been approved by the Thunder God, who was responsible for the punishment.

At first, Li Mao didn't understand what Lan Qiong was trying to do when she suddenly raised her hands above her head. But as Lan Qiong's last sentence came out, Li Mao's whole person couldn't help but tremble!

As a thunderbolt magic, he can be said to be the one who knows the most about this god thunder soul among the people present! Compared with ordinary thunder magic, this divine thunder that originates from the origin of thunder is not only very different from ordinary thunder in terms of light, but also cannot be generalized in terms of power!