Gong Yunrui has been fighting for the throne for several years, with all his heart and mind, unscrupulous. How many people he killed and how much blood was on his hands, he could not remember for a long time. Gong Hongyi is right in saying that Gong Yunrui is a scum, but he is not a scum.
How many years ago was it? Gong Yunrui was lying on the cold ground with blood gushing from his chest, thinking about it.
Oh, by the way, when he was seven years old, he was still a childish boy who yearned for poetry and painting.
Gong Yunrui has a good hand at a very young age. Whether it is a painting or a poem, he is always full of praise when he is taught by Mr. Fu, who taught him to read.
At that time, he wanted to be an idle prince in the future, with a pen and ink, and meeting talents from all over the world. If you make a good chapter and a good painting, you can give it to the mother and concubine as a reward to pass some boring time in the palace.
But when he said this to his concubine, what he got was a slap from the concubine, which slapped his face away, turning red and swollen.
"Yunrui, Yunrui, how could you have this idea?" Gong Yunrui remembered that his mother-in-law tore up his proud poems and paintings that had been praised by the young master.
Her eyes were red, and her face was full of indifference to him, and she hated, "You are the prince!"
"But I...I'm just a prince...concubine." Gong Yunrui shrank his neck and said glutinously. He has never seen her so angry, his mother-in-law has always been a beautiful and beautiful Shunan woman, she speaks softly and never speaks loudly.
But she was furious after knowing his ambitions, and even used the always disdainful beatings and scoldings.
"You are the prince! Yun Rui, the future of Xiliang is in your hands!" his mother-in-law said, "As a prince, you think about poetry and painting all day long, not how to govern the country, what will you do in the future of Xiliang? The prince is like this, then who else is worried about the country and the people? Who else is safe in the world?!"
Gong Yunrui said, "No, it's not that there is a father..."
Seeing this, the concubine's eyes turned red with hatred, and she raised her hand to give Gong Yunrui another slap. She raised her hand high, but finally held back, she said, "Your father? Just your absurd father who favors castration..."
She bit her lip, holding back the angry curse she wanted to blurt out. She covered her mouth, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Yun Rui, my good Yun Rui, remember, the most unbelievable person in this world is him."
"Mother, I..."
"Yunrui!" The mother-in-law stopped Gong Yunrui's unspoken words, squatted down, and pressed a pair of soft weeds on his shoulders. I don't know how much force she used, Gong Yunrui almost couldn't stand.
She said, "Xiliang will be destroyed by your father emperor sooner or later. Prosperity and peace can only rely on you, Yun Rui."
"But, but... Concubine, I..." Gong Yunrui pursed his lips and said. He struggled to look at his mother-in-law. He thought that this Xiliang not only has one of his princes, but even if he doesn't do it, other princes will do it.
But his mother-in-law obviously didn't want to listen to him. Gong Yunrui saw his mother-in-law kneeling in front of him and hugged him tightly. She buried her face on the side of his neck, and after a while Gong Yunrui felt that his shirt was wet.
"Yunrui, good Yunrui..." His mother's voice was trembling, which made him tremble. She said, "Mother concubine is begging you. For the sake of Xiliang, for mother concubine, you... can you do a good job? Go and become the new emperor, okay?"
And how did he answer? Gong Yunrui couldn't remember anymore. He only remembered that since then he never touched his brush again, and never wrote poetry with leisurely grace.
In the entire palace, Gong Yunrui only cared about his mother-in-law. He listens to his mother's words the most. He will listen to every word of the mother's wife, and he will fulfill every wish. Even if he put on the mask of bullying because of this, he has become the type of person who hates the most.
He hates blood, but the blood on his hands can't be washed away now. He loves to paint, but now that he wants to paint, he can no longer paint as pure as before. He wanted to treat people with sincerity, but he couldn't take off the mask he had worn for many years.
What about these? He can give up everything for the sake of his mother and concubine.
But what he has done has now become the wedding dress of others! It became the possession of Gong Hongyi, this bastard!
Gong Yunrui hates it! He hated so much that he wanted to cry out, and he wanted to let the goddamn Gong Hongyi go to hell with him!
He was lying on the ground, the blood under his body had sunk deep into the soil. Gong Yunrui turned his head laboriously, and looked at the swirling pool of blood not far away. His eyes were blurred due to excessive blood loss, but he could still see the dazzling blood red.
Gong Yunrui struggled to move his fingers, and wrote the most sinister curse against Gong Hongyi with his own blood on the blood-stained ground. He wants to make himself the last person to sacrifice, but he wants to see how the sacrifice is completed but without the help of the dragon language, how can Gong Hongyi stop the crazy dragon veins!
go to hell.
he said silently. The next moment, his fingers could no longer move, and his wide-open eyes were completely lost.
The moment Gong Yunrui was silent, the blood in the blood pool rose into the sky, and circled a few times in the sky, the top of the water column turned into a dragon head. Gradually, the entire blood column turned into a red dragon, and the scarlet color turned an ancient holy spirit into an evil thing.
The blood dragon opened its mouth, and a heavy dragon roar poured out from its mouth. It was obviously not very loud, but it made people feel deaf.
Xie Xuanyang raised his head to look at the blood dragon hovering in the air, and said, "Dragon Qi... is out of control."
Seeing that his face was as usual, Qing Xiao put the sword tip up and put his hand behind him, and he had no intention of shooting, so he asked, "Aren't you in a hurry?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "Of course not in a hurry. After knowing that Gong Yunrui wanted to use an evil method to forcibly break the imprisonment of the dragon's veins, the loss of control of the dragon's qi was expected."
He looked sideways at Gong Lingze, who didn't know when to come, "Let it get out of control, this is the dereliction of duty by the gatekeeper."
Seeing this, Gong Lingze spread his hands, and the expression on his face was extremely innocent. At a moment when others seemed to be extremely nervous, he leisurely looked around with his eyes, and finally looked at the blood dragon.
Gong Lingze clicked his tongue twice, and there was indescribable disgust in his tone, "What is this? It's also a dragon after all. It's shameful to grow up to be so ugly. How can a dragon look so ugly?"
Gong Lingze repeated the word "ugly" several times. If it wasn't for others who couldn't tell the difference at this time, those who heard his words would want to slap him regardless of his status as a prince.
People in Xiliang respect and respect dragons, and dragons are gods in Xiliang. Every year, the emperor of Xiliang did not sacrifice to the sky or the earth, but only sacrificed to the dragon. In Xiliang, no one dared to be disrespectful to the dragon, not even the blood dragon that seemed to be evil. However, Gong Lingze pointed at the blood dragon and said it was ugly, and shouted it several times.
Gong Lingze himself had no self-consciousness that he had violated the taboo of Xiliang, and he still had a normal demeanor. He walked to the blood pool leisurely, the blood dragon formed by the dragon gas was too huge, even now that the dragon head had rushed into the sky, his dragon tail was still sinking in the blood pool.
"Brother Three Emperors." Gong Hongyi immediately reminded him when he saw him walking in, "Dragon qi was originally uncontrollable by the ancient dragons, but now the dragon qi is out of control, the suffocation is too strong, it is better not to get close. I have already Send someone to the Fifth Prince's Mansion to find the ancient dragon language classics, and after a while, we may be able to resolve this matter."
Gong Lingze hanged a "ha" sound, walked around the blood pond a few times, and said, "Come on. Just because of the endless relationship between the two of you, Gong Yunrui will leave you a way back? That so-called The classics of the book are either hidden by him in a place you can't find, or they have been burnt, even if you find one, you don't know where.
After he said that, he took a long sigh, muttering trouble, suddenly stepped forward a few steps into the blood pool, and strode closer to the blood dragon. In this blood pool, except for the blood dragon, there is liquid blood water, but Gong Lingze seems to be stepping on the ground, and there are no waves when he lifts his feet.
He kicked the blood dragon's body with one foot, and said loudly, "Be honest, don't embarrass me if you look ugly."
Compared with the huge body of the blood dragon, the human body is extremely small, and the human strength is also pitifully small under this giant dragon body. But Gong Lingze's kick made the blood dragon tremble violently. The blood dragon let out a low roar, and the dragon's head that pierced into the sky was lowered and turned in front of Gong Lingze, his dark red giant eyes staring straight at him.
"You're still staring at me?" Gong Lingze seemed to understand the meaning of the blood dragon's roar, pulled out the fan hanging from his waist and smashed it hard on the forehead of the blood dragon, "Ask me who I am? You stare at your ancestors. Does it make sense? You weren't born yet when I was playing with dragon spirit."
The blood dragon was smashed into a few more dragon roars, which sounded like painful screams. It shook its head frantically, and its body shook with it, shaking the ground as if it were moving.
"Go back to me honestly." Gong Lingze said that he was knocking and smashing again, and the blood dragon was scattered under his random smashing. With a "poof", his body was scattered, and the blood water gathered on his body. It was sprayed all over the place, and the people present were covered in red, like a dog's blood on their heads.
Gong Lingze himself was not spared either. He raised his arms and sniffed his clothes before being nauseous by the fishy smell, his whole face wrinkled.
He turned his face to look at the only two survivors present, and immediately complained, "Xuanyang, I think I treat you well on weekdays, why don't you two take me with you?"
Xie Xuanyang raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't pinch this trick."
Qing Xiao immediately said, "It's me."
"Got it, you two can form a team and leave me alone." Gong Lingze covered his face with one hand when he heard the words, and waved the other hand to them, "I know that bullying the widow is really going downhill. The widow's heart is cold. !"