Chapter 391： The Prince and the Dragon 80

"My predictions never go wrong."

What she said seemed to indicate something.

Following Peng's sound, Hess was violently thrown out by an unknown force and hit the pillar, spouting a mouthful of blood.

The old woman laughed kindly

"Mike will kill Hess. It is destined. Nothing will change."

It was as she predicted.

As soon as her voice fell, with a thump, the crutch in her hand struck the ground again, and everything returned to normal again.

All the people didn't react to what was going on. In an instant, Hess was severely shot down on the pillar and wounded to the ground.

Many people exclaimed.

"How is this going?"

"I don't know, Hess was beaten like this just in the blink of an eye."

"Did Prince Mac make the hand?"

"But looking at Prince Mike's appearance is also weak, right? How could Hess be beaten like this?"

"Could it be that God appeared?"

"That's right! Mike is the son of the gods. He is protected by justice. This must be the case. There must have been a miracle just now, Mike! Come on!"

There were shouts around, and everyone didn't know what had just happened, so they attributed all this to Mike being protected by God. He is a son of a **** and a good man, so he will be blessed by God.

Yun En shook his head, tears kept streaming down

"No!"

She was faltering, as if empathizing.

Mike clutched his bleeding wound and stood up.

He picked up the saber and raised it high.

The sun shone on that saber, shining brightly.

"I will punish you in the name of justice."

Although his face was pale and weak, his voice was firm, and his sharp sword pointed straight at Hess.

Cheers from below,

"Come on Mike!"

"Come on! Prince Mike!"

"Oh, my prince Mike, you are really the bravest man in the world."

There were waves of praise.

Hess stared at the long sword pointed at him with dark eyes. He tried hard to move his fingers, but he couldn't move half of it.

The blood vomited all over the floor, and only the blood on the corners of the lips remained warm.

His body was firmly pressed to the ground by a force, and he was not allowed to move.

It's as if fate is telling him, you deserve to die.

Xuan Yunzhi squinted her eyes, the speed was so fast that she could not respond as quickly as she strangled the wizard's neck, plain white hands surprisingly strong.

Tell the old woman to lie on the wall.

"Untie it for him."

Her faint voice was indifferent.

The old woman knocked her head on the stone, because Xuan Yunzhi's strength was so great that a bruise appeared on her head in an instant.

The kind smile on the old woman's face froze for a moment, but for a moment, she smiled and said

"Outsiders, although you are not under my control, you can't kill me."

The husky and slow voice of old age was so harsh in her ears.

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Yunzhi's other hand, weeping blood Zhuzhan, appeared on the palm of her hand.

Raising her hand, when the old woman saw the hairpin in Xuan Yunzhi's hand, her eyes suddenly shrank.

But there was no time to speak, the hairpin had been inserted into her heart.

Tick, tick, something dripped to the ground.

The old woman couldn't believe it, looking at the wound in the heart, the light blue liquid dropped to the ground.

Soaked a large area of ​​land in an instant.