The South Palace, the North Underworld, the West Gate, and the East were all in a desperate situation, but the natural disasters suddenly stopped, the wind stopped silently, and some of the subjects were happy, and some were even more panicked.

Because they don't know what it means for the evil wind to stop.

Last time, the evil wind stopped, and everything returned to normal. But this time it's not as simple as the last one,

Whether it is the strength of the wind or the degree of disaster, it is incomparable to the last time.

Duanmu Han looked for Lan Zijin for a few days, but still did not find Lan Zijin's whereabouts, so he could only return to the palace to resume his life.

When I arrived in Wangcheng, I found that Dongfang Luoyu had woken up.

"Duanmu, where is Zijin? Did you find it? Dongfang Luoyu said weakly.

"Nope. Subordinates are incompetent. ”

Just when Dongfang Luoyu was desperate and depressed, the two of them suddenly came to the hall.

"Who are you?"

Duanmu Han drew his sword and pointed at Zhongxing Mu Tian and Xiao Yi, Dongfang Luoyu looked at them vigilantly.

"You are Dongfang Luoyu, the monarch of the Eastern Kingdom, and you are among the saints of the Taisheng Mountain." Bank of China Mu said politely.

Dongfang Luoyu looked at him, it turned out that he was Lan Zijin's senior brother, and he was really a fairy with a refined temperament.

"You're Zijin's senior brother? Zijin ...... Dongfang Luoyu clutched his chest and coughed a few times, and Zhongxing Mu Tian stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently drew on him, and the demonic energy in his body was removed.

"Thank you." Dongfang Luoyu slowly stood up and said.

"Jin'er has been kidnapped." Bank of China Mu poured out his eyes full of sorrow.

"Hijacking? Did Luo Chu do it? But Zijin was already with him, why did he do this? ”

"Because his identity is not only Dongfang Luoqi, the prince of the Eastern Kingdom, he is also the reincarnation of the Demon King Wang Quan Yutian thousands of years ago."

"Reincarnation of the Demon King...... She ...... that Zijin."

"I guess he needs Jin'er to have an heir for him, because now there is only one woman in the whole world who is a demon."

"Then, will Zijin be in danger?"

"I don't know ......"

"Mu Tilt Saint, we must save her!" Dongfang Luoyu was a little excited.

"So, we need your help?"

"Help? How can it help? ”

"Help kill the king."

"This ......"

Anyway, Dongfang Luoqi is the younger brother of Dongfang Luoyu's mother, if he wants Dongfang Luoyu to help kill his own brother, how can he do it?

"Dongfang Jun, don't hesitate, you are the chosen one, destined to unify the world, but as long as there is royal power, the world will be in danger, so how can we talk about unification? At that time, all the people of the world will become magicians, and the corpses will be all over the ground, and all the royal power and heaven will be on an errand, is this what you want to see? ”

Dongfang Luoyu made up his mind and said, "Okay, you say, what do you need me to do?" ”

"There is only one way, which is to collect the fingertip blood of 10,000 people, mix it with the spiritual power of Lan Weiguo, and you can kill the royal power!"

Dongfang Luoyu sighed, his face was solemn, and asked, "Where did I find Lan Weiguo?" ”

"Lan Wei Guo is a holy relic of Taisheng Mountain, pure fruit cannot be far away from Taisheng Mountain, but you have the power that Jin'er transmitted to you back then, that is the spiritual power of Lan Wei Guo! All you need is a bowl of blood in your heart. ”

After hearing this, Duanmu Han retorted: "No, the lord is the king of the east, and stabbing a bowl of blood from the heart will hurt the lord's life!" ”

Xiao Yi replied: "Don't worry, with Lord Mu Tian here, I will never let Dongfang Jun lose his life." ”

"But ......"

Dongfang Luoyu stretched out his hand to interrupt Duanmu Han's words and said, "For the sake of the world, why die?" It is worth using my Dongfang Luoyu's life in exchange for the peace of the world. ”

Zhongxing Mu Tian nodded, it seems that Master Zhongxing Guichen said that Dongfang Luoyu is the Emperor of the Chosen One, and it is indeed right.

"Without further ado, let's hurry up and prepare!" Bank of China Mu Qian reminded.

"Okay, Duanmu, hurry up and give orders to go down and find the blood between the fingers of 10,000 people."

"Yes!"

Duanmu Han walked to the door, and Xiao Yi reminded: "Remember, it must be the middle finger!" ”

Duanmu Han turned around and nodded, and quickly went to perform the errand.

Gathered the fingertip blood of 10,000 people, placed it in the ding, and under the watchful eye of the subjects, Dongfang Luoyu walked onto the altar.

"Lord ......" Duanmu Han was worried, he didn't trust the words of the Bank of China Mu Tian very much.

Under the instructions of the Bank of China, all these 10,000 people came to the palace and the palace of the court.

The people only knew that their king was praying for blessings, but they did not know that he was trying to get rid of demons.

In order to consolidate the hearts of the people, Dongfang Luoyu blocked all the news.

In the face of this bloody water, Dongfang Luoyu did not hesitate, and the knife fell on his heart and pierced it deeply.

The sky is cloudy and heavy rain is coming.

"Lord !!"

"Lord !!"

"The King's !!"

……

The subjects wailed, seeing Dongfang Luo Yu holding a jade bowl and the blood flowing from under his knife.

Blood gushed out, instantly filling the entire jade bowl.

Ximen Wuya hugged Dongfang Mingzhe and couldn't stop crying.

Seeing that Dongfang Luoyu was about to fall, Zhongxing Mu looked at the sky and then flew onto the altar, took the bowl in Dongfang Luoyu's hand, gathered spiritual power between his fingers, and sealed Dongfang Luoyu's heart.

Xiao Yi also rushed forward, held Dongfang Luoyu up, and saved Dongfang Luoyu's life with the elixir of Taisheng Mountain.

"Little one, hurry, it's too late!" Bank of China Mu shouted.

The sky was dark and oppressive, and raindrops had already begun to fall.

Xiao Yi nodded, took Dongfang Luoyu off the altar, and continued to convey spiritual power to him.

"Dongfang Jun, hold on, your subjects need you, as long as you have the desire to live, these injuries will not affect your life!" Xiao Yi shouted while treating Dongfang Luoyu.

Dongfang Luoyu was groggy, Dongfang Mingzhe's crying continued, Ximen Wuya and other concubines were also calling him, at this moment, Dongfang Luoyu instantly understood that he was not living for himself, and he should not only think about Lan Zijin.

All the while, he was immersed in the grief of losing Lan Zijin and ignored everything around him.

As a king, if he does not care about the world but only cares about the love of his children, it is his dereliction of duty.

The words of the Eastern Ancestor King before his death came to his mind: "Luo Yu, the Eastern Kingdom and the world have been handed over to you, don't forget your mission." ”

"Promise me, don't let the love of children become your imperial tomb." This sentence was said to him by Lan Zijin many years ago, and he agreed without thinking about it at that time.

"I promise you that I will never let the love of children become my imperial tomb."

But what about him?

In this love, although he has paid, he can't give all of himself to Lan Zijin, nor does he devote all his energy to benefiting the people.

Dongfang Luoyu felt that he was a treacherous man and a failed king. Since his love for Lan Zijin can't last, he should at least fulfill his promise to the former king and Lan Zijin, protect the people, and unify the four countries.