790 You must remember to pay me back what you owe me
Qin Sha sighed and raised his sword. He didn't know whether the Ninth Prince would die, but he knew that his injuries were much more serious than they seemed on the surface. Perhaps, after this sword, the Ninth Prince would indeed die.
, but maybe, it will be yourself who dies.
"Boom!" After repeated violent impacts, the long sword in his hand was already covered with scars. He could no longer withstand the powerful force of the two men's full force, and exploded and turned into silver rain all over the sky.
The figures of the Ninth Prince and Qin Sha stood in the silver rain all over the sky, like two sculptures.
"Who wins and who loses?" Everyone in the audience held their breath and looked at the figures of the two sculptures on the stage. Their hearts were pounding, and they were so nervous that they were almost out of their mouths.
"I underestimated you." Liangyi, Qin Sha spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he blew out a mouthful of blood mist and fell straight down. The injury that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out. He could no longer support him.
Go down.
The ninth prince's blood-stained face showed an unprecedented smile and fell straight down.
"I announce that this competition will be a draw." Mr. Shuiyue quickly moved forward, took out two pills and fed them into the mouths of the two, and then announced loudly.
"Your Highness!" Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others jumped onto the competition stage at the same time and came to the ninth prince. At this moment, they only care about the life and death of the ninth prince, and they no longer care about it.
"Don't worry, he can't die." Seeing the concerned gazes of Gu Fenghua and others, Mr. Shuiyue said with a smile.
Hearing his words, Gu Fenghua and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I promised you, I won't die. I did it. Remember to pay what you owe me." The Ninth Prince opened his eyes and said in an extremely weak voice.
"Isn't it just a candy? It's hard for you. I've been thinking about it for so many years." Luo Enen looked at the ninth prince sympathetically.
"It's not one, it's one and a half, and there's also a lollipop I've bitten halfway through, she snatched it." The Ninth Prince blinked and said seriously. After saying that, he smiled relaxedly.
I fell asleep.
Luo Enen's fat white man, Ye Wuse and others looked at Gu Fenghua, and a scene appeared in their minds: a chubby little girl, with one hand in her waist, snatched the half-bited stick from a little boy's mouth
The lollipop was stuffed into his mouth happily, and the poor little boy looked up at the sky with tears in his face. The sky was so gloomy, as if his heart was full of desolation.
Before I knew it, the foreheads of several people were covered with cold sweat, like a waterfall flowing.
But Gu Fenghua looked at the ninth prince's smiling sleeping face, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
On the seat of Guanghua Kingdom, Chen Xinzhong and others also jumped onto the competition platform to help Qin Sha up. His injuries were not light, but taking Mr. Shuiyue's healing pill, he would have no worries about his life.
Seeing this, the people of both countries breathed a sigh of relief. Although no one could win this competition, it was undoubtedly the best result for both sides. After all, one was the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Dharma Saint, and the other participated in it.
After realizing the ancestral Emperor Jiu Break, the Emperor's ancestral inheritance of the Xinghua royal family, it is not surprising that whoever wins or loses. The result of the draw also makes both sides feel a little lucky.
Then, everyone looked at Mr. Shuiyue again. There were nine competitions in total, with both sides winning four games and drawing one. So how should we judge the final victory or defeat of this Ten-Party Ceremony?