Chapter 795 Her Life and Death
Lu Chaochao's hands and feet were pierced by the light beam, and blood dripped down his palms.
The clothes were soaked through and there was no trace of the original skirt.
The pigtails that Xu Shiyun had tied for her had come undone at some point, her hair was stained with blood, and a strand of hair was stuck to her cheek.
Her eyes were lonely and desolate, numb and without any emotion.
My senses seemed to be magnified, and I could feel the people hiding and watching.
Lu Chaochao lowered his head expressionlessly, looking bored and unable to find any meaning.
The footsteps approached hesitantly.
“It’s really here…”
"What does it mean that the gods have imprisoned her here?"
"Is she really an evil spirit? Is she the one who brought disaster to us?" someone asked in a low voice, but no one could give him an answer.
Everyone watched from afar as the tiny figure was pierced by the huge beam of light, and his body was covered in congealed blood.
"God's intention is that if we kill her, he will come back to the world and protect us, right?" Someone was silent for a long time and suddenly asked.
The old lady beside him looked at him coldly: "Your family fled from the famine in the north. The first bowl of porridge you had when you first arrived in Beijing was given by the Lu family."
"At that time, you couldn't enter the city gate, so the Lu family built a shed for you to stay."
"Even when we had no money to settle down later, it was the Lu family who hired people to run around."
"Don't be a conscienceless person." The old lady took her granddaughter's hand and walked forward tremblingly. The people behind him stopped and were afraid to get closer.
"Princess, you must not remember me. But I remember you..."
"You've done thousands of good things in your life and saved countless people like me."
"Princess, thank you for saving me. This is my little granddaughter... I brought her to see you specially." The old lady was leaning on a cane in one hand and holding her granddaughter's hand with the other. The clothes were washed white and had many patches on them.
At this moment, she tremblingly took out a pack of oil paper from her arms.
The aroma of food wafted through the oil paper. The old lady's family was poor, and this was the roast chicken she bought with her coffin money.
"I remember that you like to eat roast chicken. You lost a lot of blood, so you need to replenish your blood..."
"Girl, open your mouth. How can you survive without food?"
"I'm just an old man. Even if the gods want to blame me, I'll just give up my life." The old lady tiptoed and handed the roast chicken to her mouth, but Lu Chaochao's eyes were calm and without any emotion.
Tears fell from the old lady's cloudy eyes: "My daughter, you must live...you must live."
There was nothing she could do if Lu Chaochao refused to eat.
The little granddaughter, who looked only two or three years old, tiptoed and lay beside Lu Chaochao: "Sister, does it hurt? I'll blow on you, and it won't hurt anymore."
“Hoo…Hoo…”
"Roast chicken is delicious. You won't be hungry anymore after eating it. It will make you gain weight and produce blood...eat it, sister." The little girl gently held her fingertips in a baby voice.
But he was frozen by the ice on her fingertips: "Sister is so cold..."
The old lady was diligent and used a handkerchief to clean the blood off Lu Chaochao's body.
Seeing that she was unwilling to talk or eat, he took his granddaughter away only when it was getting dark.
There were a lot of people standing around.
Everyone heard the will of the gods, to kill Lu Chaochao and protect the world.
Kill her and protect the world.
Everyone looked at her with burning eyes, but no one spoke.
They were all civilians living nearby, so naturally they were the first to discover the Little Sword Master here.
"How could she be evil..."
"I have eaten the porridge she prepared for disaster relief, lived in the shed she built for disaster relief, and received the silver she provided for disaster relief. Who has not received her kindness?"
"People in the world don't take our lives seriously. She confronted all the high officials in the court for the sake of a woman. How could she be an evil spirit?"
"I didn't know that evil spirits would do such a thing?"
As they were talking, someone in the room whispered, "It doesn't matter whether she is evil or not. What matters is that the gods have determined that she is evil."
"Can we go against the will of God?"
"Isn't it worth it for her to exchange for the safety of tens of thousands of lives in the world?"
"Even if we have received her kindness, we will pay it back with our lives. But we still have elderly parents at home, and children and grandchildren who are crying for food. Do we really want to watch our descendants die out?"
"We are all parents, who can just watch their children die?"
"Isn't it worth it to save all living beings with just one life?"
"If we wait any longer, we will have no chance when the imperial army arrives! Think carefully!" The man standing in front was burly and had anxiety in his eyes.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and the man asked again, "If we don't take action, who will bear the wrath of the gods?"
Everyone turned pale after hearing this.
How can they compare with the gods?
"But do gods really keep their words? There have been many disasters in the mortal world, but gods have never descended upon us. Instead, it was Princess Zhaoyang who ran around for us."
"I also heard from the disciples of Chaoyang Sect that the last time there was a big hole in the sky, many evil spirits poured into the mortal world, and it was Princess Zhaoyang who protected us from the disaster."
"Will He really protect us?" Everyone was silent.
There have even been rumors among the people.
The gods want to destroy the human world, but no one dares to say it openly.
"I don't care. My daughter has just been born. I have to let her see the four seasons and this beautiful land. I'll be the bad guy!"
"Princess Chaoyang is worth the world! It's worth it!" The man was originally chopping wood in the mountains, with a machete on his waist, and now he stepped forward.
"This is God's test for us! If we pass the test and God blesses us again, that will be our chance!" The man walked up to Lu Chaochao and spat hard into his palm.
He plucked up his courage and said, "Princess Chaoyang, we owe you this. But we also want to live, so I hope you won't blame us!"
Lu Chaochao looked at him with a sad gaze, without saying a word, as if she had become numb.
The man didn't dare to look her in the eye, he raised the machete and aimed at her chest...
The beam of light was cut off.
With a bang.
The man was knocked to the ground by the beam of light, the machete in his hand had already been knocked away, the man covered his chest and staggered to his feet, groaning.
His face was full of pain.
Lu Chaochao's eyes trembled, but soon returned to their original loneliness.
"Are you okay? Are you okay?" The man looked around her, his face full of worry.
"It's true that my daughter was just born. But I, Wu Dayong, can tell good from bad. The group up there..." Then he shut up.
"What are those things...like? Don't I know clearly?"
"They really need to be merciful. There have been so many crises in the mortal world, but they have never appeared before!"
“Tsk…” the man spat, but he didn’t dare to call the god directly.
Just looking at Lu Chaochao's eyes, he was filled with guilt for not being able to save her.
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