There was silence everywhere, and everyone felt that the air was as heavy as lead. It was so heavy that they could not even lift their heads.
Duanmulang's chest heaved violently, refusing to accept the cruel fact. When his wandering eyes saw the red-faced Li Tianshou, he gave birth to a light of hope.
"Tianshi Li, you are the reincarnation of a god. Please think of a way for the people of Western Chu. As long as the holy spring can flow again, I am willing to dedicate ten years of my life, be a vegetarian for the rest of my life, and never kill anyone."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Li Tianshou stroked his snow-white beard and said with an incomprehensible smile: "The emperor's contribution to the stability of Western Chu moved Pindao very much. However, everything that happens must have a cause and effect, and the reincarnation of heaven is interdependent. Fate comes.
Destinations go away, come together and disperse, it's all God's will. There's no need to force it."
Lin Chu silently glanced at Li Tianshou, this old man... Balala had been talking for a long time, but in fact... it was all nonsense!
"Please ask the Heavenly Master to think of a solution." The violent mood swings made Duanmulang breathe rapidly, and then he coughed violently.
Baili Mingshuang felt distressed and handed him a pill: "Your Majesty, please don't get angry. Your dragon body is the most important thing."
"I..." Duanmulang's voice trembled, and the sadness in his eyes brought out the coldness all over his body: "I am the sinner of Xi Chu! If I die, I cannot escape the blame."
"There is nothing we can do about this matter." Li Tianshou half-closed his eyes and took a sip of wine, then smacked his mouth comfortably.
"If the Heavenly Master has a way, just say it." Duanmulang once again expressed hope: "No matter what the request is, I will try my best to achieve it."
"The most mysterious thing in the world is the word "willingness". Your Majesty, just savor it carefully. When you understand what "willingness" means, the crisis will be over." He laughed loudly and took a few sips of wine, clapped his hands and sang quietly as he walked away.
The old man's singing was brought along with the sound of the wind, and he sang about blessings and misfortunes, and misfortunes and blessings. It seemed particularly mysterious in the strange and unpredictable atmosphere.
Blessing or misfortune?
Duanmulang frowned: "What is the disaster? Where is the blessing?"
"Your Majesty." Baili Mingyi held the handkerchief in her white hands and wiped the fine sweat on her forehead for him: "Master Tian is old and looks a little crazy. You don't need to pay too much attention."
"It's about the fate of the country of Western Chu, how can I not care about it."
"Your Majesty," Baili Yunsheng said in a low voice: "Baili Rusong did such a shameless thing, please allow me to escort him back to the palace. When the truth is found out, he will not be spared lightly!"
"Why don't you get out of here?" Baili Mingshuang frowned: "Such a filthy, stupid beast, is he worthy of tainting the emperor's eyes and ears?"
"Yes." Baili Yunsheng lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief quietly. He winked at his personal guards, and everyone rushed forward, picked up the limp Baili brothers and sisters, and left.
"stop!"
Lin Zhi's expression was indifferent, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes scanned the hundreds of people with different expressions without joy or sorrow. His eyes seemed to contain a compassion that could not be broken by the world of mortals: "The dragon's veins are drying up because of angering God. Only by apologizing to the sky and abandoning the cause of the disaster can there be peace."
Got a chance to seek life.”
"The situation today is unclear and the emperor has not spoken. Who dares to leave?"
The ghost guard suddenly flew out of the forest, like a dark fog, surrounding everyone in Baili Yunsheng, and there was a chilling chill all around them.
"Lin Zhi, what do you want?" Baili Yunsheng gritted his teeth and stared at him coldly with a pale face.
"The two of them." Lin Zhi pointed to Baili Rusong and Baili Mingyi from a distance: "They ruined the national destiny of Western Chu!"
Lin Chu silently glanced at the handsome and tall man beside him. When did he care so much about the national destiny of Xichu?
"What happened today." Duanmulang took a deep breath and spoke, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the Baili family one by one, and turned into ice knives and frost swords: "Who can give me an explanation?"