Chapter 90: A Vision from Heaven

I don't know what kind of charm Xuan Ye has, many people are like seeing gods, kneeling on the ground with their hands folded in prayer, or chanting words to pray for the blessing of the master.

How terrible is ignorance? Wang Fuling now deeply understands that it would be very sad if she was like these people and pinned all her hopes on a liar.

The holy car walked for a long time, and only then did the kneeling people get up one after another. Everyone had no intention of leaving, but headed in the direction where the holy car had disappeared.

Wang Fuling is also leaving, she was originally here to join in the fun.

Ning Bohou Shizi sensed her intentions and asked, "This is leaving?" ”

Wang Fuling nodded, and saluted him again: "Thank you for breaking the siege today, and thank you for your hospitality." ”

He smiled: "It's okay, I just want to ask, can you take me with you over there?" I also wonder how the monk deceived. ”

Ning Bohou Shizi voted for Wang Fuling's favor, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what his intentions were, and of course Wang Fuling knew it.

But she wasn't worried, because it was impossible for Ning Bohou's family to marry the Han family, and Ning Bohou's son was just interested in her.

If he wants to follow, he will follow, and it will have no effect on Wang Fuling: "Since the prince is interested, then let's do it?" ”

"I really mean it......"

Wang Fuling smiled back and went downstairs first.

The prince of Ning Bohou and the people he brought with him followed.

Ji Chun can be regarded as seizing the opportunity to whisper to Wang Fuling: "Girl, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to bring the son of the world, right?" Besides, you're with him... Men and women should be treated differently. ”

"There are so many people joining in the excitement today, let's get over there and leave him on the street after watching the excitement, are you still afraid that he will be entangled?"

Ji Chun was dumbfounded: "You're not... Leaving the son of the world on the street like this? ”

"What else could I do? Let him send himself back? Then the doorman saw it and went back to his grandmother, and then we will be punished together? ”

Come to think of it, this Ning Bohou Shizi is pasted like a dog skin plaster, no matter how you look at it, it is not easy to get rid of it.

It's not important, the important thing is that Ji Chun doesn't know what her girl's attitude is towards this Ning Bohou prince now.

Although Wang Fuling had also told Ji Chun before that she had no intention of Ning Bohou Shizi, Ji Chun also remembered how the girl had been thinking about Ning Bo Hou Shizi in the past.

"Girl, what do you think about the prince... Is there really nothing else to think about? ”

Wang Fuling glanced at Ji Chun: "It's gone..."

Seeing her so serious, Ji Chun took it to heart: "The slaves all know, let's do what you say!" ”

The two discussed it, and continued to walk in the crowd as if nothing happened.

They didn't see the Marquis of Ning Bo who was following behind, and it was also because of the whispers of his entourage......

"Shizi, why do you waste time on these two little girls? With their identity, no matter how much you like it, you can't get into the eyes of the family. ”

Ning Bohou shook his head helplessly and knocked on the servant's head: "That's not a little girl, it's the eldest daughter of the Han family." ”

When the servant heard this, he was surprised: "The daughter of the Han family? How could it be ......"

"How could it not be? Do you remember the beautiful woman I told you about in the past that I saw in the Han family? ”

The servant was stunned: "Could it be that the sharp little woman?" ”

Ning Bohou Shizi nodded with a smile: "Exactly!" I thought she was a gentle beauty, but I didn't want to have these little personalities, and she was as quiet as a virgin and moved like a rabbit. If you marry such a woman, the rest of your life should not be too boring. ”

The servant stopped talking, his young man read a lot, and his ideas were unrealistic. Ning Bohou only confessed two days ago, asking him to have more dealings with Princess Qiyang, but this guy was good, and he was forgotten in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the prince was still on the rise, it was inconvenient for the servants to remind him, so as not to be scolded.

I followed the crowd and soon arrived in the middle of the city.

An altar has already been set up here, and the perimeter of the square foot is full of guards.

The people can only watch from the outside, and if they enter within one zhang, it is no different from killing the king.

No one dared to step forward again, Wang Fuling burrowed his head and got in.

At this time, Emperor Qingyuan and Xuan Ye had already come down from the imperial court, and the two of them walked hand in hand on the altar, and Xuan Ye actually walked side by side with the king of a country, which was really ridiculous according to common sense.

However, no one dared to say a word, and the courtiers who accompanied him respected Xuanye as much as they respected Emperor Yuan of Chongqing.

After the two of them went to the altar, they knelt down and bowed nine times to the emperor and queen.

Emperor Qingyuan recited the sacrificial words, and Xuan Ye ascended to the highest place of the altar, where the futon was placed, which seemed to be specially prepared for him.

He sat cross-legged on the highest place, and the golden light of heaven shone on him like a god.

Emperor Qingyuan's long sacrificial words had not yet been read, and Wang Fuling was a little drowsy when he heard it.

Gradually, the sky was a little dark, and when I looked up, I saw a hint of dark clouds. Everyone didn't take this to heart, but Wang Fuling looked at it with empty eyes.

Something wonderful happened, the sun was obscured by something black, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

After a while, this darkness made many people notice that something was wrong, and when they looked up, they saw someone exclaiming: "Tengu Eclipse Sun!" Tengu Eclipse Day! ”

Such a vision is a bad omen and a catastrophe for the earthly mortals.

People began to panic, shouting, screaming, and running.

The turmoil was out of control, and by this time the sun had been completely obscured.

The guards on the altar had already firmly protected Emperor Qingyuan in the protective circle, shouting: "Protect the Holy Driver!" ”

I could vaguely hear Emperor Qingyuan's shout: "Master! Where is the master? Cast spells! ”

Wang Fuling smiled, Xuanye was also a mortal, how could he say that he would cast a spell?

There was a burst of warmth in his hand, and the voice of Ning Bohou Shizi sounded in his ears: "Hurry up, get out of here." ”

Wang Fuling frowned, and Ji Chun's voice beside her was Ji Chun's voice: "Girl, where are you ......?"

There were too many chaotic sounds, causing Ji Chun's shouts to be drowned out by the crowd, so that Wang Fuling could no longer hear them.

Seeing that Wang Fuling didn't move, Ning Bohou Shizi couldn't control so much, so he pulled her and squeezed out, and every step was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, he held on tightly, if it weren't for that, Wang Fuling was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by the crowd.

I don't know how long it was crowded, but it was finally empty, and there was a glimmer of light on the horizon.

The noise died down, and everyone looked to the sky and watched the darkness pass away.

It wasn't until the light shone on the earth that the tragic appearance on the streets of Yandu came into everyone's eyes.

Quite a few people fell to the ground, crying out.

However, this vision did not last long, and if it lasted for a few more quarters of an hour, I am afraid that Yandu would become a Shura hell.

She could also feel the fear of the dark, a panic that she had never felt before, because she didn't know if the sky would be so dark forever.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and many people began to turn around and pick up those who had fallen to the ground, and some who were slightly injured were also helped away.

Compared to the smoky miasma on this side, it was a different scene on the altar.