Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Chapter 1003 I can’t bear it

An old woman said: "Could it be that Prince Morita is back?"

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but look happy.

Now that the emperor is dead, the people left on the island are old, weak, sick and disabled, and their food has long been exhausted. They only hope that Prince Morita will come back soon, take charge of the overall situation, and lead them out of this barren island.

A child next to him asked in a low voice: "If it is really the prince, why don't they go back to the island? What is this big thing?"

Several people were stunned for a moment and looked at the black giant again.

Yes, if Prince Morita comes back, he will definitely return to the island as soon as possible. How could he stop at sea?

For a moment, everyone felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Let's go back first and ask Hata-chan what this is."

Several people quickly climbed out of the bushes.

After a while, several older men came to the coast, but no one could understand what it was.

People with good water skills have all gone to Beihai, and the remaining martial arts are not very strong, so no one dares to come forward to investigate, and they can't help but feel a shadow in their hearts.

This big thing might not really be a good sign.

The banner chief signaled everyone to return to the island and go to the temple to worship together, hoping to bring good fortune in times of trouble and bless them with eternal prosperity for generations to come...

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the night passes quickly.

There were no bumps in the waves or noisy whistles. Everyone had a good sleep on the boat, and when they opened their eyes again, they all felt much better.

Only Huo Tiancheng stayed up all night and his eyes were red.

It felt like a stone was stuck in my heart, and I couldn't swallow it or spit it out.

Ye Jinglan had arrived on the high platform on the deck. Looking at the energetic sect disciples, he nodded with satisfaction.

"How was your rest?"

"no problem!"

"Good morning!"

"Kill these Dong Liu ghosts!"

"When will we land on the island?"

Everyone's morale was high, and cheers of harmony kept coming and going.

Ye Jinglan put his hands behind his back and said, "The body is the capital of revolution. Let's eat first, then kill."

The disciples of Shengyin Pavilion had already brought cooked rice, two large baskets of white steamed buns and a large pot of stew.

Smelling the fragrant food, everyone moved their index fingers and ate enthusiastically.

At the end of Chen Shi, all the troops were ready to go.

The whistle blew loudly and the ship set sail again. A quarter of an hour later, the ship docked with a huge collision sound.

The people on the island hid in the dark and looked at this behemoth with curious faces. It was not until they saw the Zhongyuan disciples who jumped off the boat that they realized that it was not their Prince Morita at all, but an intruder from Zhongyuan.

"Hide quickly!"

Someone shouted something in Dongliu language, and everyone started to run away crazily.

A few people who were not afraid of death had already attacked the disciples.

Thinking of the tragic death of their brothers in Beihai, all the disciples were already furious, and they raised their swords to kill the Dongliu people.

Huo Tiancheng also jumped onto the island with his two junior brothers, and said in a deep voice: "Let's do it, these people really shouldn't be left here."

"Yes, Senior Brother Huo."

The two of them responded, and the people had already jumped several feet away, and they cut down several people with a wave of their palms.

For a moment, there were shouts of killing, and sword energy soared into the sky.

Hua Qian had been standing beside Ye Jinglan, looking at the islanders with a frown.

There were basically no masters among the remaining people, except for the old, weak, women and children, and some sick and injured people. Seeing these defenseless islanders dying tragically under the sword, Hua Qian couldn't help but feel a little compassion.

"Young prince, do we...really want to kill them all?"

Ge Hongyuan also felt unbearable and withdrew his sword and said: "Ye Jinglan, these people seem to have no strength to fight anymore. It seems that there is nothing to eat on this island. Even if we don't do anything, they won't survive for long." ”