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The golden crow was setting in the west, and the sky was filled with sunset. Chu Zhao, dressed in white with a gauze covering his face, stepped onto the tower at the main entrance of the palace, escorted by Wu Yunji and a group of guards.

The noise outside the palace gate stopped the moment she appeared, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were all looking in the same direction at this moment.

goddess!

goddess!

That holy and beautiful figure dressed in white as snow is the goddess Aga they have been waiting for!

The people finally saw the goddess they had been waiting for for a long time. Their anxiety and enthusiasm turned into incomparable piety. They knelt down one after another, bowed their bodies to the ground, clasped their hands upward, and paid homage to the goddess Aga with the most solemn worship ceremony of their tribe.

On the city tower, the archers lurking in the dark were concentrating on aiming downwards.

The soldiers mixed in the crowd were also quietly searching for their targets.

The Jingnan Army did not worship the goddess Aga as fervently as the real Ursul people did. Those who did not kneel down to salute, and those whose salute steps and movements were not standard, were their targets.

And the time they can use is fleeting.

Wu Yunji was more focused than anyone else, and his only target was Murong Xiao.

Only by killing Murong Xiao can this melee be ended.

After killing Murong Xiao, looking to the southwest, who else can be his enemy?

By killing Murong Xiao, his path to becoming king can officially begin.

He held his breath and concentrated, like a leopard spying on its prey in the dark, ready to pounce at any time and bite the prey's throat.

He believed that Murong Xiao would definitely come and wanted to rescue Chu Zhao. This was his last chance, otherwise even if the Jingnan army broke through the palace, Chu Zhao would not be able to escape death.

In a flash of thought, the people below the city tower had already knelt down like an overwhelming number. The two tall figures in the front row who did not kneel were immediately exposed to Wu Yunji's sight.

In just a short moment, he recognized the two people as Murong Xiao and Zhang Xingzhou.

"Fire arrows!"

He pointed in the direction where the two men were standing and shouted an order.

However, an arrow flew out of the crowd before his order, whizzed towards the tower, and hit the goddess Aga's chest. The speed and power were so fast that everyone was caught off guard.

Blood seeped out quickly, dyeing the goddess's white clothes red. She didn't even make a sound, and her slender body lay back.

Wu Yunji was shocked and hurriedly reached out to hold her in his arms.

Murong Xiao and Zhang Xingzhou were also shocked and flew towards the tower.

"The eldest prince killed the goddess!" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

The people who were kneeling on the ground to worship all looked up, and sure enough they saw an arrow stuck in the chest of the goddess, and her chest was shockingly red.

"The eldest prince killed the goddess!"

"He was the one who ordered the arrows to be released!"

"Killing the goddess is the king's order."

"They were ambitious and wanted to provoke a war. They imprisoned the goddess in the palace and forced the goddess to help them attack the Han people."

"The Goddess didn't like war. She was a peace-loving god. She didn't want to surrender to them, so they killed the Goddess."

Amidst the shouts and shouts, the angry people all rushed towards the palace gate like crazy.

The thick palace gate was smashed like a piece of rotten wood in front of the angry people. It could no longer provide a strong defense for the king. The soldiers had no time to raise their weapons and were drowned by the wave of people.

King Usul was horrified and hurriedly retreated to the palace under the protection of his guards. However, the people did not give him a chance to escape successfully. They surrounded him halfway and captured him alive.

More people rushed directly to the tower and surrounded the entire tower, wanting to kill the eldest prince on the spot to avenge the goddess.

Wu Yunji still maintained the same posture as before, holding Chu Zhao who was hit by an arrow and standing in front of the wall.

The setting sun is slowly sinking into the distant mountains like blood, just like a life is slowly passing away.

The end of life, like the end of day, will be endless darkness.

"Why?" He murmured in confusion, "Why is this happening? I thought Murong Xiao cared about you, but he did this to you."

Chu Zhao still said nothing, lying in his arms with weak breath, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

Wu Yunji smiled bitterly: "You are really stubborn. Even now, you still don't want to talk to me."

Chu Zhao looked up at him and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

At this time, Murong Xiao's angry and trembling voice came from behind: "Wu Yunji, you madman! Despicable and shameless villain! Return the princess to me!"

Wu Yunji hugged Chu Zhao and turned around slowly. He saw Murong Xiao standing in front of him with an angry face. Next to him was Zhang Xingzhou, who was equally angry. Behind him were crowds of people, or people pretending to be people. Jingnan Army.

"What qualifications do you have to say to me? In order to win, you even have the heart to attack your own woman. You are the real despicable and shameless person!" Wu Yunji roared at him, his eyes red like a beast being cornered.

Murong Xiao's eyes were also blood red. He did not dare to step forward immediately because he was concerned about Chu Zhao's life. He pointed his sword at him and said sternly: "It is obvious that you want to take advantage of the public anger to kill your own father, and you still have the nerve to pass the responsibility to me." , do you think you can sit on the throne after your father dies? Then you have to ask your people whether they recognize you as the king!"

Wu Yunji stared at him blankly, as if trying to discern whether his words were true or false.

"Wasn't it you?" he asked in a hoarse voice, "wasn't it you who had her shot?"

Murong Xiao was also stunned: "She is my princess. I traveled thousands of miles just to save her. How could I be willing to kill her?"

Zhang Xingzhou was also stunned, frowning as he stared at the dying Chu Zhao.

A gust of evening wind blew up, blowing the gauze on Chu Zhao's face, and Zhang Xingzhou suddenly said loudly: "She is not the princess!"

Murong Xiao and Wu Yunji were both shocked.

Wu Yunji lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, stretched out his hand to pull off her veil, touched the edge of her chin, and took off a delicate human skin mask.

Under the mask was Su Nuanyu's face, whose blood had faded.

"Ayu!" Wu Yunji called her name out loud.

Murong Xiao also called out "Nuan Yu" immediately, but a voice in his heart said, thank God, it's not Chu Zhao.

When Su Nuanyu heard the sound "Nuanyu", her eyes lit up for a moment.

She breathed rapidly and stretched out her hand to Murong Xiao with great effort.

Murong Xiao walked towards her, but was stopped by Wu Yunji's guard Heng Dao.

"Get out of the way!" Murong Xiao drew his sword and confronted the guards.

"Let him come over." Wu Yunji said.

The guard put away his sword and let him go.

Murong Xiao threw down his sword and strode forward.

Su Nuanyu looked at him dreamily, but her arms drooped when she was only one step away.

No matter what, at least the prince was walking towards her and gave up his sword for her.

Her eyes slowly closed, and a smile appeared on her lips. At the end of her life, Chu Zhao's words rang in her ears:

The prince is yours and I will never argue with you.

What's the point of competing for men? What I want to compete for is the world.

The world will eventually surrender to me again, but it's a pity that you can't see it anymore.

Why again?

Su Nuanyu couldn't figure it out, and she had no time to think about it anymore. The boundless darkness came and swallowed her whole, just like the bloody mouth of the wild wolf she encountered when she was wandering in the grassland when she was a child.

At that time, her father rescued her from the mouth of a wild wolf. She thought she was saved, but it turned out that he just wanted to fatten her up so that she could be fed to another wolf at the right time.

The last ray of light disappeared completely. She knew that this was not the coming of night, but the end of life...

Time froze for a moment, and neither Murong Xiao nor Wu Yunji spoke.

When the people faced the fake goddess Aga, they were also confused and didn't know how to react.

At this time, Zhang Xingzhou suddenly exerted force and rushed toward Wu Yunji like a fierce tiger. His powerful body rushed away from the guard's protection with thunderous force, and the long sword in his hand instantly pressed against Wu Yunji's throat.

Wu Yunji was still holding Su Nuanyu in his arms, unable to resist at all. He lowered his eyes and looked at the sharp sword on his neck, remembering the confrontation with the man outside Zhenyun Pass that night.

At that time, his sword was pressed against Chu Zhao's neck, and now it was his turn.

He smiled and asked an irrelevant question: "How did you tell that she is not the princess's wife?"