Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 288: Falling Dragon [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket! ]

Li Cunxu was seen wearing a dragon robe and a gold mask with a dragon pattern on his face. He personally went on stage surrounded by a group of actors in white. The coronation ceremony seemed more like a stage play.

Whether on the stage or in reality, Li Cunxu wants to be the real emperor!
As for the Mirror Heart Demon, with a half-smile on his face, he was beating drums to add to the fun. He looked timid, but when he lowered his head, his eyes were extremely deep and full of murderous intent. No one could tell his true face beneath his pale makeup.

There were also a dozen actors in white kneeling on the ground playing the xun, playing the music of the world behind the tent.

The actors and actresses who were "performing" with Li Cunxu, with the dense drum beats, changed their footsteps several times, and had vaguely surrounded Li Cunxu.

It was like pieces of paper money in the sky, surrounding the wailing dragon, which was walking step by step into the trap that had been set long ago.

Just when Li Cunxu was feeling very proud, he heard the drum beats getting faster.

"Boom!"

With one drumbeat, the music stopped.

Suddenly quiet.

At this moment, the actors in white clothes surrounding him suddenly raised their heads and stabbed at Li Cunxu with their hidden swords in their hands.

Straight into the abdomen!

In an instant, the platform was stained with blood.

"Boom!"

The Mirror Heart Demon sneered, raised the drumstick again and struck the drum.

The actor mercilessly drew out his hidden blade and stabbed it into his abdomen again. The spurting blood stained the dragon carpet on the ground.

Many actors dispersed.

Only Li Cunxu staggered with heavy steps, holding his stomach and slowly turned around.

At this time, Jing Xin Mo took a hidden sword handed over by his subordinate, the actor, and walked slowly towards Li Cunxu with a slightly sinister smile.

Then, he stabbed him directly in the chest without mercy.

Li Cunxu had blood on the corner of his mouth and took off his dragon-patterned gold mask in disbelief. He first looked at his bleeding abdomen, then raised his head to look at the Mirror Heart Demon.

Then, the mask in Li Cunxu's hand fell off, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he said, "Mirror Heart Demon, are you one of them too?"

Unexpectedly, the Mirror Heart Demon was afraid that he would not die, so he mercilessly stabbed him with his sword again, raised his head and said, "Do you want to die with a clear mind?"

He lay low for a few years, perhaps the Mirror Heart Demon had been waiting for this moment to look up.

Li Cunxu stretched out his hand towards Mirror Heart Demon with trembling hands, but he only reached the other's face. His palm could only drop down weakly, leaving two marks on Mirror Heart Demon's pale makeup.

Mirror Heart Demon's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Li Cunxu, who was full of vigor and vitality in the past, and now has become what he is now.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mirror Heart Demon stabbed another sword into Li Cunxu's chest. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a mocking tone: "I won't let you get what you want!"

Li Cunxu gave a miserable laugh and staggered towards the dragon throne, blood dripping all the way.

Li Cunxu and Jing Xinmo passed by sideways.

The slightly sinister and ferocious expression on Jing Xin Mo's face was replaced by a smug one.

Li Cunxu used up his last bit of strength, but he could not touch the dragon throne that was so close to him. In the end, he could only sit on the steps and try his best to raise his head.

Coincidentally, the Mirror Heart Demon also looked at him, but the hidden blade in his hand was still dripping with blood, like a traitor who had killed the king. Li Cunxu was in a trance, looking at this confidant whom he once trusted the most, now pointing a sword at him, as if he understood everything.

In fact, if Li Cunxu had not been too radical and was not temporarily blinded, with his intelligence, he would have been able to figure this out clearly.

After all, how many emperors would be fools?
No wonder Jing Xin Mo kept persuading him to become emperor, because once he became emperor, he would be like Yuan Shu in the late Han Dynasty. He would have lost the righteousness of the world, and he would become a real traitor and be killed by the whole world!
No wonder my father said he was too impatient...

Li Cunxu forced a wry smile, his mind drifting to the north, and he forced a self-deprecating smile: "Father, I have to taste the bitter fruit of my own making in the end."

And the Mirror Heart Demon's killing of himself was probably someone's intention. No matter who was behind it, if he lost, he lost. In troubled times, conspiracies, schemes, and betrayals were common.

Others are more skilled than me, so it’s not unfair for me to lose.

At least, the person behind the Mirror Heart Demon should not be his father, even if there is not much father-son relationship between them.

In this chaotic world, things are unpredictable and those in high positions are alone. Everything can become a chess piece. I am afraid that I am also a chess piece in the mind of my father, Li Keyong, the Prince of Jin.

However, in the end, he, as a chess piece, did act willfully once, and the result of his willfulness was death.

Tell me, do you regret it?

Maybe!
At this time, a pale piece of paper money fell in front of Li Cunxu and landed right in the palm of his hand.

"Paper money, send me off..."

Li Cunxu stared at the pale paper money with a bright red twisted dragon pattern on it and said in a daze, "Haha, Li Xingyu, did he even calculate this?"

At this moment, blood was flowing from Li Cunxu's body, and the paper money seemed to absorb his blood. The originally white paper money suddenly turned deep red.

The originally bright red dragon pattern also turned into glazed gold, lively and enchanting, sparkling with golden light, just like a real dragon.

The abnormality of the paper money was naturally noticed by the Mirror Heart Demon. As the dragon pattern on the paper money became clearer and brighter, Li Cunxu's head finally lowered slowly, and there was no sign of life left.

Jing Xin Mo walked up and wanted to take the paper money from Li Cunxu's hand and observe the clues carefully.

Unexpectedly, the paper money moved without wind.

It flew straight into the sky from Li Cunxu's hand.

"Is this the work of His Highness?"

Mirror Heart Demon looked at the paper money flying away, thinking about something in his mind. When he turned around to look at Li Cunxu again, he saw that his original corpse was rapidly decaying, without any life at all, and did not look like a corpse that had just died.

"It's really unpredictable!"

The Mirror Heart Demon shook his head and ignored it.

When the King of Hell is fighting, it is difficult for all the little ghosts to survive. All I can do is to report the truth to the Marshal.

At this time, on the distant hilltop.

Zhang Chulan held another gift box in his hand, and all the paper money flew back into it without missing a single one. After waiting for the last piece of paper money to fall, Zhang Chulan slowly closed the lid of the gift box.

The dragon that originally symbolized Li Cunxu's good fortune had the opportunity to ascend to the sky and transform into a dragon, but in the blink of an eye it turned into dry bones in a tomb, without even a corpse left.

He said in amazement: "Without bloodshed, he got the biggest advantage. Tian Gong's method is too powerful!"

As if he noticed his last accent, Zhang Chulan slapped himself lightly: "Pah, pah, pah, how come I've been with Sister Baoer for so long that my accent has become like Sister Baoer's."

(End of this chapter)