Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

At the outermost edge of the altar, there were mostly common people.

Originally, everyone focused on the altar.

I don't know when people in twos and threes discovered Shuang Yu who appeared quietly.

Wearing a black and red crown, he placed his hands on his chest and walked towards the altar step by step with solemn steps.

The hanging hair on the crown swayed gently as he walked. Although each step was slow, it was very steady.

"Your Highness, it's Your Highness!"

"Why are you wearing crown clothes instead of sacrificial clothes?"

"Your Highness can actually walk!"

"I saw him on the execution ground. On the day the Yan family members were beheaded, he was the first to kneel down in front of them!"

……

The voices in the crowd gradually became more numerous, louder, and more intense.

Especially when the story of the Yan family's Zhonglie being executed was mentioned, everyone became more and more excited.

The scene of the disabled man kneeling down left a deep impression on everyone.

But at that time, everyone did not associate the disabled man with the current prince.

Now they were finally lucky enough to see Long Yan, but they never expected that it would be the person who knelt down to the Yan family loyalists that day. The shock was so great.

As the discussion in the crowd increased, everyone gradually turned their attention to Shuang Yu.

Wearing a solemn crown, although his body is thin, he has a strong aura of a king, and his unsmiling appearance makes people want to surrender.

"Your Highness, a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old..."

I don't know who started it, but the people who were still shouting God bless Lin suddenly changed their tune and all changed their direction and knelt down in the direction where Shuang Yu was walking.

The altar is designed with echoes. With this shout, the voices of the people are infinitely amplified, and the effect is extremely shocking.

For a time, no one paid attention to the dancing Yin Zihang.

He looked as ridiculous as a clown on the altar.

"Damn it, didn't you say you wouldn't let him wake up?!"

Yin Zihang's expression changed drastically.

[Don’t panic, you have been practicing for so long, are you afraid of being compared to him? 】

Zero Zero Eight spoke calmly.

Yes, he can't panic. If he panics, he will be in trouble...

Yin Zihang kept comforting himself, and made up his mind to make Shuangyu, who could barely learn to walk, become his control group.

But no matter how vigorously he danced, no one even looked at him.

This kind of gap between front and back is not something ordinary people can tolerate.

What exactly needs to be done to reverse this situation? !

Yin Zihang thought for a moment with a gloomy expression, and then said to Zero Zero Eight decisively.

"Add me the weak buff, I will vomit blood!"

He thought of this way of killing two birds with one stone.

As long as he vomits blood and falls down, the people will think that Yin Shuangyu's appearance has violated God.

Then he tricked Xing Yan's people into searching the East Palace, and by then they would definitely be able to collect the cursed doll he asked the system to release.

In this way, Yin Shuangyu will not only lose the support of the people, but also make other brothers disappointed and worried because he cannot tolerate his brothers.

If he didn't want to end up like him, his brothers would definitely take action.

Then they will kill each other, and he will just sit back and watch the fight!

Zero Zero Eight will not delve into what Yin Zihang is going to do.

No matter what he does, as long as it is beneficial to it, it will cooperate unconditionally.

[Ding, one hundred points have been deducted, and the weak buff has been superimposed on the host! 】

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Yin Zihang's face suddenly turned as pale as paper.

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he staggered and fell down.

The white sacrificial clothes were dyed a dazzling red, which looked particularly eye-catching.

"The virtuous king!"

Jiang Ye, who had been paying close attention to the altar, had his throat raised.

But he knew very well that he couldn't act at this time. If the people could see the clues, it would only be worth the loss.

His eyes were full of viciousness, and he suddenly raised his voice.

"His Royal Highness ignored God and dared to enter the temple without wearing sacrificial robes. This behavior is undoubtedly provoking the gods, and the gods are angry!"

This shout frightened everyone.

How could ordinary people like them endure the wrath of God?

"God have mercy on me, God have mercy on me..."

The sky-shattering cry and howl sounded, and the group of people bowed and apologized to God.

"Come here, capture His Highness the Crown Prince quickly. Please leave the altar!"

Jiang Ye shouted coldly, and the divine servants immediately stepped forward aggressively, preparing to capture Shuangyu.

Shuang Yu glanced at the white dove flying on the altar with her cold brows, her heart filled with disdain for such a small trick.

play with him?

Let's see whose magic is better.

The hand in the long robe lightly snapped his fingers, and the originally cloudless sky suddenly changed.

Colorful auspicious clouds appear like soaring clouds and mist.

"The seven-colored auspicious clouds are the seven-colored auspicious clouds!"

"A vision has come from the sky, and the colorful auspicious clouds are a sign of good fortune!"

"Look, the colorful auspicious clouds are following His Highness all the time!"

……

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked at the magical sight of Shuangyu taking one step and Yun moving one step in surprise.

The divine servants who originally planned to capture him were also dumbfounded. For a moment, they did not dare to step forward rashly, for fear that they would disturb the gods.

"The chosen son, His Royal Highness is the emperor chosen by God!"

In the crowd, Lin Xiu's people waited for the opportunity to shout.

Everyone knelt down once again, watching with horror and piety as Shuang Yu climbed up to the high altar step by step.

The higher the position, the auspicious clouds seemed to surround him.

Why do gods descend to earth?

that's.

Everyone who came to the scene today will probably never forget this spectacle in their lifetime.

The initial disdain and disappointment towards the crippled prince were quickly replaced by reverence.

Shuangyu climbed to the top and ignored Yin Zihang who fell to the ground with a frightened and confused look on his face.

He casually waved down the three sticks of incense he had inserted into the incense burner, picked up the three sticks of incense and lit them, bowed three times towards the sky, and then inserted them into the huge incense burner.

Three sticks of incense stood steadily in the incense burner. At the same time, a magical scene descended from the sky again.

Among the colorful auspicious clouds, a golden dragon could be vaguely seen circling and stretching, and finally soared into the sky.

"Golden dragon, it's a golden dragon!"

"His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"

"God bless our country, Lin..."

The people were excited and incoherent, and their expressions had changed from initial panic to fanatical piety.

It is said that feudal superstition is undesirable.

But Shuangyu had to admit that this small trick was more popular than the countless things he did to benefit the people.

"It doesn't matter how good you are at dancing? It's just sensationalizing."

He turned back slightly, stared at Yin Zihang on the ground with eyes full of disbelief, raised his thin lips sarcastically, and said disdainfully.

[Ding, the evil ghost's resentment is -10, and the current resentment is 40. 】

crazy.

Is he really the chosen one?

Why is there such an anomaly? !

Yin Zihang was so shocked that he was speechless and choked.

"What's going on here, system, is he really the son of fate?!"

[Nonsense, he has very little luck, not even as good as an ordinary citizen. 】

An angry retort.

One person and one system cannot figure out how this person, whose luck is as weak as a mayfly, can create this wonderful scene of a golden dragon flying into the sky, accompanied by auspicious clouds!