Chapter 737: Taking Blood as a Lesson

These people are all over Huaifeng on weekdays, and they are driven by Cang Jiuyao when needed, but they were also in the army in the past. Cang Jiuyao's coldness at this moment reminded them of Cang Luochen, who had killed decisively in the past, and the two of them felt that they would definitely die this time, and even for a moment they began to expect that the blade would soon fall a hundred.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is waiting for death......

But who knows, the waiting blade did not fall, but only heard a soft sound of "swish". Cang Jiuyao withdrew the dagger into its scabbard.

Immediately, he patted the shoulders of the two with both hands, and said something that surprised everyone: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Cang Jiuyao stood up and returned to the fire: "The three of them will patrol in a staggered manner, the others will rest in place, and the rain will stop and go on the road immediately." Cang Jiuyao commanded in a deep voice, and there was no other word behind him.

And the two soldiers suddenly woke up, thinking to themselves, the woman is more benevolent after all......

Fang Cai's death is undoubted, and the "next is not an example" at this time not only surprised the two of them, but also relieved everyone.

In the ruined temple, everyone was still quietly doing their own thing, but the atmosphere was obviously much more relaxed.

Someone whispered in private: "This eldest lady is really similar to General Cang." ”

"Indeed, not only the appearance is similar, but even the bearing is the same, and it is really behind the door......"

"It's !! under the knife" One of the patrol guards said suddenly.

Everyone was surprised, and Cang Jiuyao also got up and looked outside the temple.

I saw ice balls the size of a child's fist, densely falling to the ground, and the tiled roof of the broken temple crackled loudly.

Cang Jiuyao said secretly: Not good.

There was a muffled "boom".

Before Cang Jiuyao could speak, the apse of the broken temple had collapsed, splashing choking dust.

"Get out of here."

With Cang Jiuyao's order, all the soldiers hurriedly left the broken temple.

Soon after everyone went out, the ruined temple that had just taken shelter from the rain had only given birth to a pile of broken walls and ruins, and there was still a shadow of the ruined temple.

Everyone casually found broken wooden planks to block the fist-sized hailstones that still kept falling, and some of them couldn't dodge in time, and the blood flowed on their heads, mixed with rain, and their faces were very intimidating.

……

At this time, the sky should have been clear and clear during the day, but now it is like after dusk, and dark clouds cover the sun, as if it were night.

Cang Jiuyao quietly looked at the gray sky, and the crackling sound of hail falling was in her ears.

She suddenly remembered what the soldier had said.

There will be great chaos when a vision falls from heaven......

Chaos or not, she Cang Jiuyao won't care, at this moment, I just hope that Yue Junzheng can be safe and sound!

In the modern world, hailstorms are occasionally encountered in the summer, and everyone understands that this is just a natural phenomenon.

But in ancient times, when resources and information were not developed, this was already a vision.

Moreover, when the new emperor succeeded to the throne, rumors of usurpation abounded, and the country was in turmoil, and the artifact was on the verge of the world...... At such a point in time, even Cang Jiuyao couldn't help but wonder if it was really a vision from the sky, and what if it was someone else......

The heavy rain came and went quickly.

At the beginning of the rain after the rain, it was already a different scene.

The loess is dry in winter, and the road is muddy at this time. Fortunately, the weather is not particularly cold, otherwise it will be even more difficult to walk after the ground freezes at this time.

The group was soaking wet, and several people had their heads broken by the hail, and there were not a few people who were bruised by the hail.