The flame flickered and the candle was lit steadily.

With the wind rising from the clouds, all the Kong Ming lanterns that were fixed with a part of the rope on the flagpole fluttered and fluttered under the control of the envoys of various countries and the Yuan Guoshi, and slowly flew towards the sky.

Getting higher and higher.

Getting higher and higher.

From afar, the light of the fire seemed to be about to merge with the white light in the clouds.

In particular, the masterminds of many countries are afraid that the Kong Ming lantern in their hands will fly too low, so they will be looked down upon.

A group of people are struggling to put down the rope in their hands.

Only Yuan Guoshi, while pulling the rope, controlled Kong Ming's lantern to fly steadily upward, so as not to fall down, cause panic, and then destroy his plan.

While looking at the position of the high platform, he waited for the thunder to fall.

Waiting for the power of the thirteen divine irons, the high platform that was one and a half feet square was razed to the ground.

Click......

The sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands, revealing a little blue and white light.

Clouds gathered on the high platform.

When many people heard this sound and saw those dazzling bright lights, they couldn't help but shrink into the shed that could shelter them from the wind and rain.

And Zhou Qian glanced at the high platform with concern, holding the handrail tightly, waiting for the result he was looking forward to.

"Young Master Ning, I'm here."

Shen Youchu carried the hem of his skirt and finally climbed to the high platform.

A large hand grabbed her and pulled her into her hard chest.

She was stunned on the spot, at a loss.

Huh?

Huh?

Yikes!

In front of the public, Ning Gongzi, what are you doing?!

"Hold me tight!"

Ning Wuxian whispered quickly, and stuffed two balls of cotton cloth into Shen Youchu's ears.

Fortunately, he likes to prepare extra spare items, so that he will not take out the contents of his ears for Miss Shen to use.

"Hug, hug you?"

Although Shen Youchu understood what Ning Gongzi had stuffed into her ears and why she did this, she still opened her arms and hugged Ning Gongzi tightly.

She raised her head, just about to ask Ning Gongzi if this was a preset link or if he had a whim.

Suddenly, her body lightened, her eyes hung in front of her, and she was held by Ning Gongzi and threw herself to the ground.

Out of the corner of her eye, she also saw Qin Shi dragging Mei Xiang to the ground.

Babble?!

What the hell is going on?

Shen Youchu couldn't imagine how the people in the audience would react when they reacted.

It's even more difficult to imagine how her father would react when she heard that Ning Gongzi "insulted" her in public.

Ning Gongzi's sudden impulse really wants to ......

Click!

The word "life" had not yet appeared in Shen Youchu's mind, and the flashing thunder light in front of her made her brain fall into a blank for a long time.

Even with a cotton cloth in his ears, he could still hear the deafening tearing sound of the lightning as it fell.

Click!

There was another cracking sound, and there was a faint stone powder drilling into the wings of the nose, and there was a crackling sound when the gravel fell to the ground.

She subconsciously hugged Ning Gongzi, who was pressing on her, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

It's scary!

It's scary!

She seemed to be about to follow in the footsteps of her master, and was killed by lightning.

High under the stage.

Yuan Guoshi, who was holding the lead rope and pulling the Kong Ming lantern to rise, saw the thunder and lightning falling from the sky, and directly struck a corner of the Gaotai Pavilion, and Ning Wuxian, Shen Youchu and the male and female guards, no one had any intention of running out of the high platform, and he showed a satisfied smile.

At this time, you can't actually run away.

But stay on the high platform, and when the second thunder falls, you will be crushed.

Just thinking about it.

The dark clouds overhead were once again torn apart by the big invisible hands.

Yuan Guoshi raised his left leg, raised his right arm, and while holding the Kong Ming lantern, he took the opportunity to dance the prayer dance during the thunder channeling technique, and read it excitedly in Beidi dialect in his mouth.

The deaths of Ning Wuxiao and Shen Youchu are close at hand.

"The sky is thundering, and the clouds are coming. I am a messenger of God, and I am called by thunder. Splitting towards ......"

Click!

Another thicker thunderbolt flashed in midair.

Whether it is the people on the high platform or the people under the high stage, they can feel its great power.

Whether it was Ning Wuxian, who had already hugged Shen Youchu and was lying down, or the chief envoys of the countries who did not lie down and the talents of all countries, at the moment when the thunder fell, they all subconsciously hugged their heads and squatted down.

In particular, the Loulan messenger who was close to the Beidi flagpole was even more eager to survive, threw down the rope in his hand, and threw himself directly to the ground.

But the way he pounced wasn't right, and the direction wasn't quite right.

That's why I saw a scene that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

I saw that Beidi Guoshi, who was standing five zhang away from him, was directly hit by the lightning distributed from the thick thunder and fell to the ground.

"Hmm......"

Since this lightning bolt was not so strong, this blow, Yuan Guoshi did not die on the spot.

Master Loulan could clearly hear the painful groan coming from Yuan Guoshi's throat.

The Beidi guards, who were close but were not hit, had already held their heads and stayed on the spot, reacting, and just wanted to stand up to save people.

But that's not all.

Click!

Click!

Click!

There was still thunder overhead.

And the lightning bolts, as if they had eyes, all slashed towards Yuan Guoshi.

Yuan Guoshi, who was still struggling, tried to resist when the second thunderbolt came, and turned over.

But Rao is so.

The third and fourth courses...... Even the remaining fifth and sixth thunderbolts still fell on Yuan Guoshi's body endlessly.

Yuan Guoshi's body gradually emitted a burnt smell, then smoke, and then turned into a ball of fire.

Envoy Loulan watched this terrible scene happen in front of his eyes, his scalp was numb, and he was terrified.

He didn't know why the thunder only slashed at Yuan Guoshi this day, but he subconsciously knew that he had to stay away from Yuan Guoshi.

The Loulan envoy kicked his legs and stepped back.

In the process of retreating.

Another bolt of lightning fell on Yuan Guoshi, who had turned into a fireball.

Until the flame on Yuan Guoshi's body ignited the silk rope that dragged the Kong Ming lantern, and continued to burn above the flagpole.

Until the rope holding the Kong Ming lantern was burned, the Kong Ming lantern flew into the sky, and after being struck by a bolt of lightning, it fell down the flagpole and hit the Yuan Guoshi again, which had become a fireball.

The thunder above his head gradually subsided.

Even so.

No one dared to look up at the sky again.

All holding their heads, squatting or lying on their stomachs to find shelter.

Only Zhou Qian, who was in the ring, had already been mentally prepared, squatting under the chair, staring at the smaller and smaller fireball with burning eyes, and the flames that had been accumulated in his heart for many days also became smaller as the fireball became smaller.

It's him!

It turned out to be him!

It turned out that it was Beidi's national teacher who killed Hua Yi!

OK.

Fortunately, Ning Wuxian saw through the conspiracy of the Beidi National Division, and returned a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

Huayi, you have a spirit in the sky, you can rest in peace!

On a high platform.

When Ning Wuxian regained consciousness, struggled to climb to the railing, and looked at the ground.

All you can see is a fireball less than half a person tall burning.

He let go of the hand holding Shen Youchu, wiped a handful of crushed earth and gravel on his face, and nervously looked at the people near the fireball.

Until he confirmed that there was no figure of Yuan Guoshi, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then, he couldn't help but put his fist against his lips, laughed in a low voice, and shrugged his shoulders with laughter, pulling the smashed wound, and still couldn't stop the joy in his heart.

He's dead!

It's really dead!

"Huashi, I have finally avenged you!"