Lord Zhang, who is quite accomplished in geology, changed his face suddenly. He looked at the heavy rain in front of him, rushed to the front of the team, and said to Guan Huai in a mess: "Report to Your Majesty, landslides, mudslides, etc. may occur here, and we need to leave this dangerous area at a rapid speed!!!"

This situation can be encountered in the sacrificial ritual of the seventh day of the lunar month, and Lord Zhang regrets it in his heart.

"You're very noisy." In such an environment that should have been urgent, Feng Huai spoke quietly. He pointed his white fingers not far away, casually lazy, and calmly spit out two words, his tone was plain, as if he was narrating a fact that had nothing to do with him. "It's too late."

Lord Zhang:!!!

At this time, I felt the sound of flying sand and rocks rolling down behind me, and the road beneath my feet was trembling violently.

The sound of sand and stones rolling down was earth-shaking, and the mountains were shaking and the earth was shaking. In an instant, it was devastated and beyond recognition.

There is really a saying: Dragons walk on the mountain for thousands of years, and trumpets blowing at the mouths of the grooves.

The large amount of mud and sand covered with green vegetation and the unique torrent of stones are like the thunder exploding in the sky, which is extremely powerful and deafening. In the blink of an eye, only dust and smoke are left.

"We must run in a direction that is perpendicular to the rolling stones, and move towards the woods ahead, where is safe!!" Lord Zhang didn't care about anything else. His body shook, and he quickly raised his throat and shouted loudly in the tone of the highest decibel of his life.

Then he ran forward quickly. Although he was old, his body was extremely agile. He actually ran faster than a rabbit, and he disappeared in a flash.

The team instantly fell into panic and rushed forward.

After all, no one wants to die, right?

"Assassin!!!" Someone shouted, and the entire team fell into panic. A group of men in black rushed over with their swords and massacred them mercilessly in the rain.

Screams rang one after another.

In the heavy rain in the mountains and forests, Chu Huai stood there with a cold expression. His beautiful eyebrows and eyes seemed to be the same as the sky, with endless clouds, and even the tips of his eyebrows were full of hostility.

The rain has been falling,

"You tyrant, you have ruined my family. Now you have to pay your life to worship my dead ancestors!!!" One of the men in black trembled slightly, and the blood-stained sword pointed straight at the young man standing with an umbrella, and shouted excitedly.

Chu Huai sneered lazyly, his cold pupils gradually replaced by evil spirits, and his thin scarlet lips gently curled up a mocking smile. Even in this case, it still makes people feel arrogant and respected for me.

"I have killed countless people. Who are you?" The young emperor opened his thin lips and said a sarcastic and disdainful sentence, "I dare not show my face when I kill someone, I am afraid?"

This sentence can be said to have directly angered the man in black. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and rushed towards Chu Huai, angrily saying, "You are careless and cruel. Today, I will eliminate the harm for the people and kill you, the tyrant for the world."

The young man in black who was holding an umbrella tilted his head lightly. The rain blurred his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and a sentence lingered in low voice: "It's so ridiculous."

There are so many people in the world who want to kill him, and there may not be anyone who has succeeded. There are countless reasons for killing him.

They speak loudly and have no choice but to speak out.

But in his opinion, it was a joke.

Looking at the man in black trembling hands holding the sword, Chu Huai's cold eyes flashed a trace of mockery,

Just like that, do you want to kill him?
Chapter completed!