Chapter 633 Tang Yin waved his hand at everyone, signaling that they didn't need to stop him, without warning, his arm waved suddenly, and the dagger turned into a cold light, shooting straight towards Yuan Ziyi.
The dagger did not stab Yuan Ziyi, but was nailed to the wooden board under her feet, and the blade of the knife trembled.
Tang Yin turned around and walked towards the altar, and said at the same time: "Miss Ziyi, if you think I deserve to die, then you can help me complete the sacrifice, if you think I can't die, then help me deceive the past."
The dagger is now in your hand, and it is up to you to decide whether you want to stab this knife or not. ” Hearing this, not to mention that Yuan Ziyi and the woman in white were stunned, even Qiu Zhen and the others were dumbfounded on the spot, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
The king actually let an assassin decide his own life and death, isn't this looking for his own death, what the hell is the king going to do?
I don't know how long it took, the woman in white was the first to wake up, her body trembled with excitement, and her heartbeat jumped out of her throat.
This is a great opportunity to get rid of Tang Yin, and it is also the last chance, and you can't let it go no matter what.
Thinking about it, she looked at Yuan Ziyi, and at this time, the latter was looking directly at Tang Yin's back, his eyes full of confusion.
The woman in white took a deep breath, strode forward, bent down and pulled out the dagger that was stabbed on the ground, handed it to Yuan Ziyi, and said in a low voice: "Miss, you must not be deceived by Tang Yin, if you don't kill him now, you will never have a chance in the future." ” Yuan Ziyi suddenly came back to his senses, and his gaze moved away from Tang Yin's back with difficulty, and fell on the dagger in front of him.
She couldn't understand why Tang Yin could so confidently put his life and death in her hands, and now whether she should stab this knife, or whether she should stab it, Yuan Ziyi was a little undecided.
"Miss" The white-clothed woman's eyes were red in a hurry, and she said: "If Tang Yin doesn't die, the war won't stop, and Ning Guo will never have Ning Guo, does Miss want to watch Ning Guo die at Tang Yin's hands?"
These words made Yuan Ziyi's body shake violently, yes, no matter how incomprehensible, curious, and incredible Tang Yin was, his existence did pose a great threat to Ning Guo.
She slowly stood up, stretched out her hand, took the dagger in the hand of the woman in white, and then walked towards Tang Yin step by step.
As Tang Yin's protectors, the two brothers Shangguan Yuanwu and Shangguan Yuanbiao could no longer sit idly by, the two of them shouted in unison, and rushed forward, but before the two of them could get close to Yuan Ziyi, Tang Yin shouted without looking back: "Yuanwu, Yuan Biao, retreat" Cold sweat was oozing from the foreheads of the two brothers of the "Great King", and they looked at Tang Yin and called out in a trembling voice.
"I said stand down and don't let me repeat it a third time" Tang Yin's tone revealed a resoluteness that could not be questioned, and the two Shangguan brothers looked at each other, stomped their feet hard, and retreated helplessly.
At this time, Qiu Zhen's eyes rolled, and he whispered to Yuan Wu and Yuan Biao: "Don't worry, the king is not a rash person, and he must have intentions in doing this."
"What is the purpose" Yuan Wu and Yuan Biao asked in unison.
Qiu Zhen was silent, in fact, he also wanted to know what Tang Yin's intentions were.
Yuan Ziyi walked to Tang Yin's side, stood still, did not speak, just looked at him quietly.
Tang Yin's fingers lightly swiped over the three jue placed on the sacrificial table, then stretched out his palm flat on the jue, turned his head to Yuan Ziyi and said indifferently: "Presumably, Miss Ziyi has already made a decision."
Yuan Ziyi, who was originally standing silently, raised the dagger in his hand, and suddenly flipped his wrist, putting the edge of the dagger against Tang Yin's palm.
"Ah" Her action caused a sound of inhalation, and the hands of Wuying, Cheng Jin, Shangguan Brothers and others had subconsciously held the saber at their waists, their palms were full of cold sweat, and their eyes looked at the dagger on Tang Yin's palm without blinking.
At the moment of life and death, Tang Yin was full of calmness, his even breathing was not short, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said quietly: "You must know that if this knife is cut, many people will die, including Ning Ren, Feng Ren, and yourself." ” Hearing this, Yuan Ziyi's wavering emotions gradually calmed down, she raised her head, her eyes were firmly on Tang Yin's gaze, and she said: "Yes, what the king said is right, if this knife goes down, it is true that many people will die, but at least I can do it with a clear conscience, worthy of those Ningguo soldiers who died in Hedong."
Through Yuan Ziyi's eyes, Tang Yin immediately judged her choice, and between the vibrations of his heart, his outstretched palm suddenly shook back hard, wanting to grab the blade, but at the same time, Yuan Ziyi also tried his best to suppress the dagger and pull it back. sand Things changed so fast, so fast that the people around them didn't have time to rescue at all, and they didn't even have a chance to let Tang Yin cover his palms with spirit armor.
The dagger slashed across his palm, and the sharp blade instantly cut through two large bone-deep openings in his palm.
"The King" Qiu Zhen and the others on the side saw it clearly, and they all screamed.
While Yuan Ziyi cut through Tang Yin's palm, he did not hesitate for a moment, and the dagger stabbed back and stabbed at his heart.
She knew very well that she had no chance of escaping now, and it was better to be self-defeating than to be tortured and humiliated to death by the angry wind army.
But just when the tip of the knife was about to touch her clothes, she suddenly found that the dagger could not be pierced, and the wrist that was holding the dagger was grabbed by someone, and Tang Yin's palm was like an iron tong firmly pinching her wrist.
The reason why seeing blood sealing throat is called seeing blood sealing throat is because the poisonous surname is too strong, and when he sees blood, he will die immediately, but Tang Yin is still standing there without any signs of poisoning, and the blood is still dripping down the gap in his fist into Juezhong.
"You" Yuan Ziyi couldn't believe her eyes, her eyes widened, her mouth opened, she looked at Tang Yin, and unconsciously inhaled heavily.
Tang Yin didn't die, why did he see that the blood seal was ineffective Tang Yin didn't give her a chance to think carefully, the palm that grabbed her wrist and shook it hard, Yuan Ziyi felt that her wrist was bursting open, the pain was unbearable, she instinctively groaned, her palm opened, and the dagger fell from her hand to the ground.
"What a stubborn woman, stubborn and incorrigible" Tang Yin squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, at this time, his face was indifferent, calm, and kind, all disappeared, his surname was revealed, and he hung a vicious and evil sneer, and said coldly: "Yuan Ziyi, this king forgot to tell you, the fire of darkness can be burned outside, or it can be internal, your bullshit poison has long been turned into nothing by this king."
You have disappointed this king too much" As he spoke, he pushed Yuan Ziyi out of the way, and then shouted coldly: "Take down this thief girl and put her on death row, and the secret arrow is responsible for guarding the other thief and female comrade, and reward me for the meritorious soldiers of the army" Tang Yin was right, seeing that the poison that sealed his throat with blood had already been burned by his dark fire, as early as the night of his poisoning, the reason why he still looked like he was poisoned was just deliberately pretentious.
He admired Yuan Ziyi for being true, and hoped to use the righteousness and generosity he showed to influence her and take it for his own use, but Yuan Ziyi's choice disappointed him, and at this time he was not in such a good mood to pretend anymore, and his cold and cruel side was completely exposed.
Seeing that Tang Yin's palm was cut, it was okay, Qiu Zhen and the others were naturally surprised and happy, fortunately, it turned out that the king had already detoxified himself, but it was just a false alarm.
Cheng Jin was the first to come back to his senses, and at this time he was no longer polite, he greeted his subordinates on the left and right, cast a shadow drift, flashed forward, and stabbed Yuan Ziyi and the woman in white who were still in extreme shock.
Tang Yin didn't pay much attention to the second daughter, he dripped the blood flowing from his palm into the three jue one by one, then picked up the first jue, turned back, walked to the edge of the altar, raised it high, and shouted loudly below: "As soon as you offer the sky, bless me with great wind and prosperity, and thousands of generations" Between words, he poured the wine in the jue on the ground.
With Tang Yin's high-pitched shout, the soldiers of the Feng Army under the altar and hundreds of thousands of people bowed to the ground and chanted one after another.
People were so far away from the altar that they couldn't really see what was happening on the altar.
Tang Yin looked around at the people who fell down below, his heart was surging, and he raised the second lord high, and continued to shout: "Two dedication to the earth, bless me with a bumper harvest of winds and grains, and peace and security of the country and the people."
The cheers under the "boom" altar were even louder.
"Three dedication to the ancestors, bless me with a strong wind in all directions, smooth" "Wind, Wind, Wind" After Tang Yin made three sacrifices, the atmosphere of the holy sacrifice ceremony was also pushed to the top, whether it was the wind army or the people, they all had to shout and roar with all their might, shouting the name of the country of the wind country.
Pouring the blood wine of the last lord on the ground, Tang Yin retreated to the altar.
The great sect uncle Zhang Xun didn't quite understand what was going on until now, how could the black-faced young man who was still talking and laughing with Tang Yin just now be caught by the dark arrow in the blink of an eye, and he was still on the altar.
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He took a piece of yellow silk from Uncle Xiaozong, walked quickly to Tang Yin, bandaged the wound on his palm, and then asked with concern, "Great King, what's going on?"
After the wound on the palm of his hand was bandaged, Tang Yin raised the corners of his mouth, smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of Zhang Xun's robe, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zong, just dance your great god well, and don't need to ask about other things."
As he spoke, he crossed Zhang Xun, didn't even look at Yuan Ziyi and the woman in white, who were restrained by the hidden arrow, and strode down the steps behind the altar.
Seeing this, Qiu Zhen, the Shangguan brothers, Wuying and many guards hurriedly followed.
After getting off the high altar, the carriage had been waiting below for a long time, Tang Yin got into the car with his waist and was about to sit inside, his body paused violently, sighed softly, turned back to the Shangguan brothers and said: "No, you can't put Yuan Ziyi on death row, now she can't die, let's be imprisoned in the county capital first":