The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

Qi Yu was blood-thirsty.

It was like an enraged hungry wolf in the dark night, biting and fighting, determined to take down its prey.

"How dare you touch my people!"

Qi Yu lowered his long arm and punched the opponent's neck. The man barely had time to catch his breath before a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell to the ground motionless.

"you--!"

The remaining person trembled for only a moment, and the next moment, he stabbed forward with a sword.

Qi Yu did not dodge or evade. When the tip of the sword was about to pierce his eyes, he pinched it with two fingers and applied light force. There was a dull "clang" sound, and the sword shattered.

Qi Yu skillfully thrust the broken sword into the opponent's shoulder.

"what!"

Screams cut through the sky.

The silent night seemed like a circle of windless pond water, but with this scream, it was as if disturbed by the wind, and the birds in the trees flapped their wings and flew away.

"I'm just asking you this once. Is my man really dead?"

Qi Yu's voice was as cold as an ice cave that had been there for thousands of years.

Where is the look of being listless and having seen through life and death a few days ago?

Didn’t the superiors say that he was easy to deal with?

Aren't you just seeking death?

How can it be so wild!

"They put kerosene on the fire and there's no escape," the man said painfully.

Qi Yu grasped the key point. "They?"

"Not our people."

The dark-faced man had his face mask ripped off. After hearing Qi Yu yell "Get lost," he immediately ran away, covering his wound.

Qi Yu did not dare to delay and hurriedly rushed to the place of exile.

He knew he could no longer avoid it. Every time he encountered an assassination attempt, he had only defended himself, not hurting anyone, completely drowning in self-blame and guilt. He wanted to punish himself this way. Why had he been so careless and let the imperial concubine trick him? What was the reason for Chen'er's death? Now he had motivation. He wanted to find those children, to restore Huai Village to its former glory, and...

The gods would be worried if they couldn't contact him.

"Jiang Zhi!"

The flames rushed over like a fire dragon, and Qi Yu quickly dodged.

From a distance, he heard Zhao Li yelling, "Use water, quickly, everyone, hurry up!"

The entire row of wooden houses could no longer be seen as it was completely surrounded by flames. Jiang Zhi did not answer him.

In the firelight, Qi Yu vaguely saw Zhao Li leading the fugitives to escape.

How could such a big fire be put out with less than three tanks of water?

If he is not the imperial concubine's man, then who is it that wants to kill him?

He seemed to have the answer in his mind, but there was no time to think too much at this moment. Qi Yu grabbed the jade token and tried to call out.

"Is the god here?"

It’s so late, I wonder if the gods have already fallen asleep.

Song Nian, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a hurried voice calling her.

She sat up with a start.

I thought it was an illusion, but in my hazy vision I saw the printer starting up.

"What happened?" Contacting her so late.

"Someone has set fire to the exile area. I need a lot of water right now. Please pray to the gods for water. I am deeply grateful. Starting tomorrow..."

Without waiting to finish reading all the text, Song Nian rushed to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and put the hand with the ancient ring on the faucet.

Here, a large amount of water suddenly emerged from the emptied water tank.

"There's water, everyone hurry up and put out the fire."

After touching the jade token and quickly thanking the gods, Qi Yu rushed into the sea of ​​fire carrying the water jar.

Even if these people were exiles, even if they had committed unforgivable mistakes, they should not have died because of him.

"Qi Yu, be careful!"

A roar came from Zhao Li in the distance. Before Qi Yu could look back, the beam above his head suddenly fell down.

He spun around and kicked the beam aside with his powerful leg. Although he dodged in time, his shoulder was still hit by the beam.

Fire quickly broke out all over his body.

The cotton and linen clothes quickly caught fire. It was impossible to put out the fire with just his hands. Qi Yu turned and tried to jump into the water tank, but Zhao Li lifted a tank of water and poured it over his head.

"How are you?"

"Thank you, Brother Zhao."

Qi Yu asked, "What's the situation? Are there any casualties? Has Brother Zhao seen Jiang Zhi?"

"Everyone has been rescued. They all have minor injuries, but... the guard hasn't been seen."

Qi Yu's heart tightened, and while his whole body was wet, he turned around and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

"Qi Yu!"

Zhao Li turned around and was about to rush in to help, pouring water on himself, when he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was Jiang Zhi.

"Why are you here?"

"Where is your highness?"

The two of them said in unison. Jiang Zhi reacted immediately and was about to rush in, but was stopped by Zhao Li.

"If you go in again, you won't be able to come out." Zhao Li held the man back tightly and shouted at Qi Yu at the top of his voice.

Half an hour later, all the survivors fell on the open space in the exile area.

Behind them was a temple whose foundation had just been laid and which had not yet been completed, and in front of them was a wooden house that had been burned down by a fire and turned into ruins.

"I just stole some silver and accidentally injured a half-dead old woman. Why was I exiled here? It would have been fine if I had come here, but I had no water or food. Why did you build a shabby temple here? Now, even the house I live in is gone. Why?"

"Exactly. We were constantly being hunted down along the way. I thought I had survived the most difficult times, but I didn't expect the worst was still waiting for us. Oh my God, please open your eyes and take a look."

The lightly injured prisoners cried out in grief, their voices hysterical.

If they had not slept lightly and heard the call of the yamen runner, they would probably not have seen the sunrise tomorrow.

They shouldn't have died, but death surrounded them everywhere.

They have a hard life.

Qi Yu saw this and became gloomy and depressed, looking terribly gloomy.

Zhao Li wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he finally sighed.

"Your Highness..."

Jiang Zhi had already started a fire. The few clothes they had were already burned. They had no change of clothes, so they could only dry them over the fire.

"Your Highness shouldn't have rushed into the sea of ​​fire just now. If anything happens to Your Highness, Jiang Zhi will be held responsible!"

"Your Highness does not need to listen to what they say. Your Highness is also innocent."

"This fire..."

"No need to say more." Qi Yu's low voice was already hoarse.

He clenched his fist so hard that the wound began to bleed again.

"Your Highness is injured?"

Jiang Zhi hurried over, but unfortunately they had no medicine.

"It's okay." Compared with everything I've experienced in recent days, this little pain is nothing.

"It's a blessing that no one was killed."

At this moment, the voice of God came into my mind.

"Qi Yu, what's the fire? What happened? Are you okay?"

"Answer me, don't let anything happen to you. I don't want anything to happen to you."

Touching the jade token, Qi Yu controlled his heart and refused to answer a single word.

It's so late, the gods he disturbed can't rest, he deserves to die.

So many people were implicated because of him and they even had no place to take refuge. He deserves to die.

"Yu Wenzheng has explained everything. If it weren't for the current situation, I could have found half of the children. As for where you were when the fire started, what exactly happened here?"