Chapter 677

Tian Wu was shocked and woke up suddenly.

Shaking his dizzy head, he was very helpless in his heart.

Today is the coronation ceremony of the new king, and his colleagues have all gone to the Holy Market Church to witness this scene with their own eyes, how exciting it must be.

He was the only one who stayed in the hospital to guard the prisoner. This prisoner was a terminally ill patient who didn't have much time, and he just lay on the hospital bed for treatment every day.

Tian Wu was so bored that he wanted to go crazy.

Why is he the only one so unlucky to get such an errand.

He took a look into the ward through the glass on the door, covered his head with a quilt, and guessed that he was still asleep.

This person seldom wakes up in a day, so he can sleep as long as he can, since being awake is painful anyway.

At this time, the nurse came over with a tray, on which were the medicines to be taken by the patient and a cup of warm water. The sweet-looking girl greeted him with a shy smile. Tian Wu glanced at the little yellow daisy hairpin on the nurse's head, and smiled. Said: "You are so beautiful today."

The little girl blushed, glanced at him shyly, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Soon there was a scream from the nurse in the ward, and Tian Wu rushed in immediately.

I saw that the quilt on the hospital bed was lifted, and there was no one there, but only two pillows.

The patient has long since disappeared.

Tian Wu's face darkened, and he rushed into the bathroom quickly, but there was no one in the bathroom.

In order to prevent patients from being overwhelmed, all the windows here are sealed.

Tian Wu thought that he fell asleep inexplicably just now, and his face was drooping. While contacting Tianhu, he notified the hospital security to investigate and monitor, to see if the person ran out by himself or was rescued.

Tian Wu had received special training, and he didn't think it was a common thing for a terminally ill prisoner to suddenly disappear.

Today is the coronation ceremony of the king. On this basis, nothing can happen to anyone or anything today, no matter if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

The hospital's security room quickly received news that the patient had left the hospital by himself two hours ago, got into a car after leaving the hospital, and it was not the hospital's duty to investigate.

The hospital sent the photos of the car to Tian Wu.

Tian Wu sent the photo to the internal system, but it could not be recognized.

Tian Wu immediately realized that the situation was difficult.

"What happened to the patient?" the little nurse asked worriedly.

Tian Wu looked at the little nurse coldly: "Is there something added to the cup of coffee you gave me last night?"

The little nurse was taken aback by his sudden change of face, and shook her head ignorantly: "I...I made my own coffee, you like sweets, so I added a little sugar, and I didn't add anything else. .”

Tian Wu knew that there was nothing he could ask from her, so he quickly left the hospital and drove to the holy temple.

On the way, I received a notification from Tianhu: "The target is locked, and I have already notified the boss in Shengxu Church. You'd better pray that she doesn't cause trouble, otherwise no one can save her, nor can you."

Tian Wu broke out in a cold sweat: "I suspect this is a conspiracy, and someone is manipulating it behind the scenes."

"Do you think it's meaningful to discuss these things now? She's a terminally ill lunatic, what can't she do?"

Tianhu's swearing suddenly came from the earphones, and Tianwu's heart skipped a beat, realizing that something serious had happened.

"Sure enough, she broke into the Holy Market Church. She was strapped with a bomb. She was crazy. No, it wasn't a bomb, it was a gas bomb..."

The call was terminated suddenly, Tian Wu drove the car blankly, his mind went blank.

Now which traitor conspired with Shen Xiangxiang to do it, it is meaningless to pursue it at this moment, Tian Wuman has only one thought in his head.

It's over, it's over.

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"Congratulations to the saint, congratulations to the king." A sharp female voice suddenly sounded.

Except for the Hua Guo Mission, everyone else looked blank.

They looked towards the source of the sound, and a woman in a red cloak and hood came out from among the noble ladies.

She hid in the deepest part of the crowd, so that no one noticed her existence.

Some even wondered what language she was speaking.

Someone who is proficient in multiple languages ​​understands that this is the language of Huaguo.

But why did this person walk out from the room of the godly lady? What is she going to do on such a solemn occasion?

The Hua Guo Mission was stunned the moment they heard this voice.

It is a strange feeling to hear a familiar language in such an occasion.

But for Qu Feitai and Zheng Qing, it was undoubtedly a shock.

Without him, this voice is too familiar.

On the high platform, the young king and the girl in white stood side by side. They were equally young and noble, in their prime of life. They were truly a perfect couple. In the entire church, no one could take away half of their splendor.

The young king looked down at the woman under the stairs, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled and said, "I am an old friend of the saint."

The woman took off her hood, revealing a handsome but extremely pale and frail face.

Zheng Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared fixedly at the man.

It was Shen Xiangxiang, who was notorious in the country, comparable to a street mouse, and had been issued a red arrest warrant.

She didn't know that Shen Xiangxiang's terminal illness had relapsed, and there was still not much time left.

On such an occasion, Shen Xiangxiang was obviously targeting the woman in white.

Time and time again, it was like a lingering ghost, even Zai Shendu would chase after him.

Zheng Qing was completely convinced by her persistence.

"It's you!" Sang Luo obviously recognized Shen Xiangxiang.

The Holy Master winked at Qinglong, and Qinglong walked quietly behind the crowd.

Most of the people present, except for the Chinese diplomatic mission, were extremely unfamiliar with this face, but it did not prevent them from knowing that it was a Chinese.

Mrs. Rainbow didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, she covered her mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that she is looking for the saint."

Searle was slapped and was very unconvinced. He fanned the flames without giving up: "Does the saint owe you money?"

Randa wanted to sew his mouth shut with a needle.

Shen Xiangxiang's resentful gaze was like a poisonous snake looking at the girl in white who had been silent all along.

She is high and holy, and her identity, status, and power are all at her fingertips.

But she was terminally ill, desperate, and was about to die tragically.

How unfair fate is!

She is too lonely on this Huangquan Road, desperately, she will also drag her into this hell, she doesn't care whether it is Abi Hell or Infernal Purgatory, she must die, and die in an extremely painful way.

"She owes me too much, sister Mingjing, don't you think?"

These days in the hospital, she thought a lot about her short life, just like God deliberately fooled her, she admitted that she was fragile and could no longer bear it.

And the torment of illness almost exhausted her last sanity.

Only hatred can make her feel that she is still alive.

What did Der Spiegel have to do to her? Shen Xiangxiang thought so countless times.

No, Der Spiegel did not feel sorry for her. She admitted that she was selfish, indifferent, distorted and ugly, and her jealousy was like a blazing fire, burning away all the remaining goodness of her humanity.

The two stood on the same starting line, and in the end she reached the peak, but she fell into the abyss.

If there has never been an intersection, maybe she is the moon hanging in the sky, and she is always only qualified to look up.

But fate is so cruel.

She is so beautiful, and her beauty makes her feel extremely ugly. The evil thoughts repressed in the depths of human nature are stimulated, unwillingness, anger, and twisted jealousy finally lead her to embark on this path of despair.

She saw her fate, even if she was ruined, even if she was left with a bad reputation, she didn't care anymore.

Shen Xiangxiang took off his cape.

There was an instant panic at the scene, and screams were heard endlessly.

Sang Luo subconsciously stood in front of Ming Jing and yelled at the silver armored guard, "Catch her immediately."

Eight silver armored guards approached Shen Xiangxiang from eight directions.

Shen Xiangxiang laughed crazily, and in the fearful eyes of the crowd, that crazily laugh seemed extraordinarily weird.

She stopped laughing suddenly, looking at the usually calm and noble king on the high platform, her face turned livid.

She looked around and curled her lips ironically, "It turns out that facing the fear of death, even you high-ranking and superior people are just as unsightly."

She was proud of the chaos she had created, and it was not aggrieved to die like this.

Anyway, she has no reputation at all.

"Do you know what this is? Mesoporous gas bomb."

Now Zheng Qing's face turned livid, "This woman is too poisonous."

Mesoporous poisonous gas is a new type of poisonous gas developed on the basis of mustard gas. It is ten times more destructive than mustard gas. When a person inhales it, even if it is as small as 1nm, it will kill him instantly. Even if he is lucky enough to be rescued, the human body is destroyed. Destroyed tissue can afflict a person in cancer.

What's even more frightening is that a substance in the poisonous gas will cause the cells of the body to fail to function normally, the skin of the whole body will fester and pus, the hair will fall off, the eyeballs will swell, and the limbs will become stiff and degenerated. The poisonous corpse, just thinking about it makes the scalp tingle.

Desperately, there is no drug in the world that can suppress this poisonous gas.

Long ago, this poisonous gas was banned globally because it was too harmful.

Leaving aside where Shen Xiangxiang got the gas bomb, she can think of using this method to deal with Ming Jing, which shows her jealousy.

This woman has gone completely insane.

Qu Feitai obviously also knew the horror of this poisonous gas, he roared with a livid face, "Shen Xiangxiang, what exactly do you want to do?"

When Shen Xiangxiang saw Qu Feitai, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "It's a big star, I knew that you would definitely not be absent wherever she was, but it's a pity, your licking dog licks to the end, you I still have to watch her marry someone else, hahaha."

These words were too poisonous and unpleasant, Qu Lanting's face was drooling.

After all, Shen Xiangxiang is a native of China, so it's too embarrassing to make such a fuss.

Shen Xiangxiang looked at Sang Luo on the stage, and touched the electronic display on the upper chest with his fingers, "Its valve senses my heartbeat, if I die, it will detonate instantly, and everyone present, including the wise and powerful Lord, you are no exception, I will send you to see God, okay?"

Shen Xiangxiang looked around, eight silver armored guards surrounded her, but none of them dared to act rashly.

Shen Xiangxiang looked at the pair of terrified eyes, and proudly pointed at the girl in white: "Didn't your saint protect you? But at this time she is hiding behind the man, acting like a shrinking turtle, as I said earlier, she She is a liar, you are all deceived by her, if you want to blame, you blame her, she is the one who brought you misery and bad luck."

Shen Xiangxiang said these words in a language that is circulated around the world, and almost everyone present was highly educated, and they all understood her words.

Therefore, in the depths of the gaze that shoots towards the high platform, there is deep suspicion and resentment.

However, the young king stood in front of the white-clothed girl, and all those eyes fell on him.

The newly succeeded country leader has not yet stabilized his foundation, so he has received pressure from all directions.

Mrs. Rainbow went from watching the fun to being frightened at the beginning, but now she can be said to be full of complaints.

"My lord, let them resolve their personal grievances in private. We can't let all of us be buried with her, right? What's the point?"

Searle is the one who dances the most. "Yes, the saint must be handed over. It is the saint who has a grudge against her. Why should we suffer for her?"

Landa frowned, and looked worriedly at the exposed white dress.

"Shut up." Sang Luo said coldly, the majesty that belonged to the young emperor spread, Mrs. Rainbow and Searle were startled, and shut up instantly.

Sang Luo looked at Shen Xiangxiang calmly: "You'd better stop now, otherwise I will make you unable to live or die."

Everyone present shivered in unison. This prince, who has always been gentle and calm, finally revealed his iron-blooded nature at this moment.

From the beginning to the end, he hid the girl in white behind him, protecting her from all storms and storms.

Shen Xiangxiang was under tremendous pressure. To be honest, she was not afraid, but at this moment, she had no way out.

"I didn't want to die in the first place, so I won't bother my lord."

The girl in white who had been silent all this time slowly came out from behind Sang Luo, and Sang Luo subconsciously pulled her.

She looked at Sang Luo calmly: "This is my karma, and I should solve it."

Sang Luo looked at her deeply, the hand finally dropped powerlessly.

"Ninny." Su Yinci stepped forward quickly.

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head.

Su Yinci watched her walk down the stairs, her hands tightly clenched under her wide sleeves.

As a mother, the greatest helplessness in this life is to watch her daughter face danger alone.

As a mother, she couldn't do anything.

"Master, are you happy now?" Under the mask, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Sang Luo's face was gloomy, his former calm demeanor was completely gone, and his eyes were fixed on Ming Jing's back.

"I won't let her have an accident." It seemed to be saying to herself, but at this moment, it seemed so pale.

At this moment, everyone watched the girl in white come out from behind the king, and walked down the stairs slowly. Her steps were not too fast or slow. If she was walking in her own courtyard, it would be normal.

However, what she was about to face was a terrifying death threat, so her calmness at this moment was too weird and unimaginable.

Shen Xiangxiang's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she thought of the spring of that year, when Ming Jing walked into Zhu's house for the first time.

She was wearing shabby clothes that had been washed white and had an ugly bald head. The same was true, she walked into everyone's sight calmly and unhurriedly.

At that time, she still thought very tolerantly, this younger sister who came from the mountains must be very unpopular, she would not be liked by grandma and mother, she must behave better, and her elder sister should be more tolerant to her Degree some.

Thinking about it now, how ridiculous and ironic her thoughts were at that time.

At that time, she probably would not have imagined that this mountain nun she despised would become a nightmare for her life from now on.

She seems to be always so calm and calm, even if the sky falls, she will not frown.

Shen Xiangxiang didn't understand how there could be such a person in the world.

No matter how much you stab her and how much you hurt her, she will never hate you, and will take the initiative to hand you the knife, and then tell you with a bunch of big truths, do you know you are wrong?

"Do you know what I hate the most about you? You are always so high above the dust, people praise your kindness and tolerance, but I only see an extremely hypocritical mask. You are really the most perfect actor in the world."

Shen Xiangxiang's eyes seemed to be poisoned.

"Fate made us rivals. From the beginning to the end, I lived in your shadow. Your tolerance and beauty are like a mirror. I saw my ugly face in the mirror, but why, I want to be your holy A jumping clown in his image?"

"If the cruel fate predestined me to be your shadow forever, then of course you cannot be absent from Huangquan Road."