Descendants of The Dead Kingdom [Under Editing]

/Big bad wo¶f/

"Stop it already. Otherwise I will use force."

Jiang Cheng's voice echoed all over the medical camps. Violet sparks began to emit from his right hands finger. Wen Qing was grabbing onto him from behind and sighed at the sudden situation. She was protected behind him.

"You! You! Just kill us already!"

An old woman hugged her little grandson and pointed at them. She was wailing out of fear and desperation.

"Yes. A bunch of hypocrites! You know this is the same disease from that year. Yet you are saying you will find a cure in reality there is no cure." Another man chimed.

"You gathered us here and killing us together right? So that you can easily dispose our bodies without any consideration. I lost all my family... Oh my god! Take my life too..." A woman cried aloud.

"Right. Imperial Palace is suppressing the truth."

"Who knows that damned witch might be awaken." A sudden voice came out from the crowd in front the couple.

A silence.

Soon a commotion started! People began to cry...complain...cursing...hugging their rest of the family...

Whether it's in the past or now, speaking about that damn phenomenon, everybody will begin to shake in horror. They knew they will die soon without any cure. Still they don't want to die horribly in the hands of that demon goddess!

Wen Qing told them to calm down and they were in the middle of finding out a cure. Yesterday, her daughter came with a handsome boy and young master Nie. They found out the real reason of this plague and they got an idea about the medicine.

But nobody willing to hear her. They were already in the edge of panic attack and out of control. Until yesterday these people were behaving. But in the morning they started to gather around and yell at the healers and helpers!

"I am warning you to behave. I'm not a man of patience. You calling us hypocrites. But don't you think you should at least have some respect towards these doctors. And the claim about medicine, it's true. We found a way to make it happen. And we will give a proper burial to every soul passed away. You shouldn't make problem here."

Jiang Cheng was amused at himself! How could he spoke these damn paragraph without using the Zidian. All he felt was two delicate hands were holding onto his and the familiar presence behind him.

"Lie! It's all lies! How can there be a cure? Everyone knows that plague is capable of wiping out an entire country."

"Yes. How did you find a cure? Don't tell me the great Lan Empire is in cahoot with a demonic witch!" Somebody accused aloud.

"The Royal Family saying they are the most prestigious cultivators and hate dark arts! Look at you now..." A woman cried.

Jiang Cheng looked at these jumping monkeys and don't know what to yell for second!

"Wanyin, there is definitely something fishy. I feel like one or two voices are guiding them as a whole group." Wen Qing whispered to her husband.

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth in anger. Zidian was still sending sparks around him.

But suddenly a dark thing flew at them like an arrow. It was shot from the crowd. To protect his wife Jiang Cheng raised Zidian and whipped away the resentment ball came at them.

But the people at the front row thrown back including women holding their children.

"Help! Royal Family wanted to kill civilians!..."