Chapter 143 King Zhou Goes Mad
Chapter 143 King Zhou Goes Mad
Then he chopped at Ji Qiao fiercely, shouting: "For the country and the people, I will cut you into pieces!"
Ji Qiao quickly dodged King Zhou's attacks, while King Zhou continued to hack and slash wildly, like a tireless fighting machine.
Ji Qiao thought to himself: "Oh no, he's getting even angrier." While nervously thinking about how to respond, he continued to do his best to dodge King Zhou's attacks.
King Zhou slashed the pillar with his sword, making a dull thud, and shouted: "If the evildoer is not eliminated, our great Zhou Empire will be in danger!"
The voice echoed in the secret room for a long time, full of determination and grief, as if it was the last cry of a desperate warrior.
The King of Zhou was like a ferocious beast that had gone mad. He had completely lost his mind and was waving his sword wantonly, slashing wildly. Ji Qiao was defeated by the King of Zhou's crazy attack, and was completely unable to resist. Step by step, he was finally forced into a corner, with no way out.
His face was full of tension, his voice was trembling slightly, and he uttered a few words with difficulty: "There is no way to retreat." At this time, Ji Qiao's heart was filled with complex emotions of helplessness and tension, as if he had fallen into a desperate situation, with darkness all around him and no glimmer of hope.
King Zhou raised his sword high in the air, his eyes burning with mad anger, as if he wanted to burn the whole world to ashes. He shouted loudly, "Kill!"
The sound seemed to be a roar from the depths of hell, full of endless terror and intimidation, making people shudder. Then, King Zhou raised his sword with all his strength, and the sword was so powerful that it seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, and slashed at Ji Qiao fiercely, as if he wanted to cut Ji Qiao in two and make him disappear from this world forever.
At this critical moment, Ji Qiao was quick-witted. He quickly picked up a few stones, stretched out his hand, and said anxiously: "Father, look, this is what you lost, the fragments of the Immortal Egg."
After saying that, Ji Qiao threw the stone in her hand to the ground. When King Zhou heard the words "egg of immortality", he immediately stopped what he was doing, as if he was under a spell.
He dropped his sword, and lay on the ground, anxiously searching, muttering, "Ah, where is it, where is it?" After a while, he picked up a stone and quickly stuck it into the place where the immortal egg was broken on his chest, saying, "Yes, yes."
However, he soon found that he couldn't insert it. He continued to search anxiously and said puzzledly: "It won't fit in, the shape is wrong, there are other things, there are other things."
Ji Qiao looked at the state of King Zhou now, and helplessly straightened her clothes, saying with a hint of sarcasm: "Father, you were a hero in your life, and you were once so majestic and respectable. But now, you have fallen into this state, which is really pitiful."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and injected Qi Refining Technique into King Zhou's head behind him. Then, he put his hand on King Zhou's face and hit him lightly, knocking King Zhou unconscious. He slowly said, "Let me sleep." King Zhou fainted instantly and fell to the ground, losing consciousness, like an abandoned doll.
Ji Qiao looked at the unconscious King Zhou with a complicated smile on her face, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you embarrass yourself in front of the world. You will always be a wise, brave and righteous king. I will make sure everyone remembers this."
At this moment, Ji Qiao's eyes revealed complex emotions, including a hint of helplessness and regret towards King Zhou, as well as determination and persistence for her own future.
The soldier at the door saw the whole scene and stepped back in fear. His face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear.
However, he immediately gathered up his courage, walked in, and said carefully: "Your Highness, would you like to see a doctor for the king's illness? In a few days, it will be the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens."
Ji Qiao slowly walked over, his expression solemn, as if a heavy burden was weighing on his heart. He slowly said, "This disease cannot be cured. People who have been nourished by the egg of immortality cannot betray. Father forcibly pierced the egg, which hurt his mind. Madness, stupidity and dementia are the lightest consequences."
Ji Qiao suddenly stopped, glanced at the soldier, and said in a serious tone: "Remember, don't tell anyone."
The soldier immediately said flatteringly: "Yes, Your Highness, I am the most conservative..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed, and Ji Qiao's sword pierced his abdomen like lightning. The soldier's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and then he slowly fell down.
Ji Qiao drew out the sword, put it away, walked out of the secret room, and said coldly: "Only the dead can keep secrets."
After saying this, he closed the door, leaving only the devastated hall and the mad and unconscious King Zhou. The tightly closed door seemed to have locked up all the secrets, making it impossible for anyone to peek in.
In the gloomy and dark Fengdu City, which seems to be shrouded in a mysterious haze, an ancient and slightly weathered villa stands quietly in a remote corner.
This villa seems to be a witness left over from the years. The ancient walls are covered with mottled marks, exuding a deep historical atmosphere.
In front of the courtyard, Jiang Ziya was wearing a plain long robe that fluttered gently in the breeze, adding to his otherworldly temperament. He looked solemn, like a silent sculpture, standing there quietly.
His eyes were as deep as the endless night sky, filled with heavy thoughts, as if he was pondering over an important issue.
Soon, Prince Ji Qiao came slowly with steady and powerful steps. His posture was as tall and straight as a pine tree, and every movement showed nobility and majesty.
He has a noble and austere temperament, as if he is a king from a myth, exuding an innate majesty that makes people feel awe. Every step he takes is steady and calm, as if the whole world is under his control.
When Jiang Ziya saw Prince Ji Qiao coming, he immediately bowed respectfully, his movements smooth and natural, full of respect for the superior. He said respectfully: "Your Highness, please come in."
Prince Ji Qiao put his hands behind his back and walked slowly forward, glancing sideways at Jiang Ziya like a sharp sword. He asked in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low, "I heard that the leader of the underworld is coming soon. His name seems to be Wang Hun. You are familiar with him, right?"
Jiang Ziya bowed his head slightly and replied respectfully: "We are friends for life and death. If it weren't for him, I would have to mine for a few more years and would not have been able to worship Venerable Bai Yue as my master." His words were full of emotion for the past and gratitude to his friend.
Prince Ji Qiao continued to walk forward, his pace was neither fast nor slow, like a thoughtful wise man. He continued: "Unfortunately, anyone who has undergone a complete transformation must give up everything in the past and become a brand new person like you and me. It is very dangerous to still cling to the past." His words revealed a cold reality and a firm determination for the future.
Jiang Ziya nodded slightly and said, "Ziya thanks your Highness for the reminder."
Prince Ji Qiao suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Jiang Ziya with a sharp gaze. His eyes were full of arrogance and ambition, as if the whole world was under his control. He said: "My father's fate is a lesson. He has gone crazy. Your Excellency can only rely on me to do things. Soon, not only Fengdu, but also the people of Zhou, and the entire human race, will become puppets." His words were full of arrogance and ambition, which made people feel his determination and strength.
Jiang Shang frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Puppets make people uncomfortable, calling believers is more reassuring."
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