On the begging platform, Ji Zei danced his sword, and then sat down cross-legged silently under the watchful eyes of all the clansmen under the heavy rain.

Just before the downpour came down, everyone was still skeptical about Ji Zei's ability to beg for rain, but this rainstorm was pragmatic, so no one would not admire it.

And it's more than admiration, it's adoration.

It can be said that Ji Thief's position in the hearts of the Federation clansmen has jumped to the sky above nine days.

That is really a superlative god.

The king can ask for rain, but what else can't be done by the king?

It's not just these tribesmen under the begging for rain, but in Dongcheng District, the 60,000 Sun tribesmen are all stupid.

They stared at the sky blankly, thinking about everything in one sentence, that Ji thief would really ask for rain.

This is no longer the **** of heaven, it is the **** of heaven.

At the moment when all the people of the Sun Clan came down from the heavy rain, they were all overwhelmed by the power of the thief.

Ayi was very proud, and said that the king was really good at it, and really asked for rain.

The storm was raging, and Ayi coughed.

Her injury is still not healed, the wind and rain are so big, she is abrupt, and she feels cold and cold.

After all, before it rains, everyone wears simple and light clothing. In such a hot weather, you must wear as little as possible. Otherwise, what should I do if I get heat stroke?

When the heavy rain came down, the temperature dropped sharply, and with Ayi's current resistance, it could not stop the rainstorm.

A Huang looked in his eyes and helped A Yi to return.

Before leaving, Ayi did not forget to call one hundred representatives of the 60,000 Sun Clan people to the front, and asked: "Now I see the great king's ability? I have told you a long time ago that he is a god. As long as you follow the king honestly, the king will never harm you."

Everyone nodded.

In this highly backward era, the people's wisdom has not yet developed.

People's awe of God is still very full.

Regarding Ji Zei's request for rain, they have no way to explain clearly. In the final analysis, Ji Zei can only think that Ji Zei is the **** of heaven, the embodiment of heaven.

No, while all the Sun Clan members respectfully nodded their heads, what they showed was a high degree of recognition and admiration for Ji Thief, and no one dared to say a word.

A heavy rain solved the current predicament of the Federation, collected the hearts of 60,000 members of the Sun Clan, and made Ji Thief's position in the minds of the tribe even higher.

After this time, Ji Zei was still sitting cross-legged on the high platform. After sitting for 20 minutes, he took a deep breath and signaled Tushan to ring the bell, begging for the end of the rain.

Originally, Ji Thief could end the moment it rained, but Ji Thief is a good actor with good morals. Since he is acting, he needs to perform enough tricks.

When the bell that represents the end rang, it also means that Ji Thief's ten-day performance of praying for rain is coming to an end.

Hearing the bell, Xuezhen Yiwusma and others hurriedly stepped up to the high platform to help the thief.

When he came up, Ji Thief was holding on to the railing to stand up.

Xue asked everyone to wait on the eighth floor, then went up to support Ji Thief, put Ji Thief's arm on his shoulder, and asked caringly: "Warrior, are you okay?"

Yi Xin was worried. On the eighth floor, with a worried face, he said loudly, "Don't it be the sacred life that the king said before, right?"

No way, it's not that Yi is not polite, but that the heavy rain is pouring, with thunder and thunder from time to time, and people around you can't hear the low voice.

No, Yi's words fell, and everyone around them was taken aback, and responded with the same loud voice: "What is life loss?"

Yi explained: "The king said at the beginning of praying for rain. Asking for rain is not that simple. If you don't pay attention to it, your life will be lost."

As soon as they heard this, everyone was moved, and they started to cry as their lips flicked.

The thief Ji with the snow on his arm raised his head when he heard the words, his face was embarrassed, and he rushed to say: "Fuck you, don't talk nonsense, I just have a numb leg."

Everyone: "···"

After a moment of speechless embarrassment, everyone hurriedly helped Ji Zei down the high platform. Two people, Tushan and Tai, broke the umbrella cover on the rain-seeking platform and held them to shelter Ji Zei from the rain.

It's just that the wind and rain are too great, and even strong men like Tushan and Tai can't hold the umbrella cover.

The nine big public leaders, Shangqing, all gathered around, and beside Ji Zei, they expressed their care with all their hearts.

When the thief heard it, he only smiled slightly, and said to everyone: "My brothers are too polite, my thief is not so vulnerable yet. Tushan, and you, it was so easy to rain, and you gave me back What are you doing, remove the umbrella cover."

"It's not the king, I am afraid that you will be uncomfortable in the rain."

"Hey, it's okay, I'm not that delicate. Besides, I begged for rain for ten days. I almost lost a layer of skin during the sun, and it made me feel anxious. It was so easy to let the heavy rain cool me down and take it away.

There was a scream on Tushan, and he took it away and held it above his head.

As soon as he lifted it up, Tushan understood why Ji Thief asked himself to remove the umbrella cover.

The rain fell drop by drop, as if someone was hitting a stone with a stone, and it shocked people's ears.

Among the crowd, amidst the cheers of the clansmen, everyone supported the Ji thief to walk towards the gods.

The rain is majestic, and the rain curtain is so big that you can't see who is who you are on the other side for ten steps together.

Including Ji Zei, all the clansmen raised their hands to cover their eyebrows.

It's not that everyone is hypocritical, or that everyone has to do this with makeup.

But the rain is so painful.

On the five-mile journey from Qiuyutai to Shendu, after everyone came back, the average weight of each person had more than doubled.

It's not that everyone drank enough water on the road, but that the clothes were wet by the rain. In addition, I don't know how many times I fell down all the way, making my body muddy layer by layer. Naturally, the weight also increased.

After finally returning to the capital of God, the thief stood under the gate of the west city gate and shook the water on his body. He raised his head and took a look at the street. Good guy, the stalls that the clansmen were too late to take were all swept by the storm Walked down.

As far as I can see, the streets are full of mess.

"My lord, with such a heavy rain, there is still such a long way from the West City Gate to the imperial palace. This time I must feel hot and uncomfortable."

The blood of the beast was worried.

The Ji thief twisted the rain on his hair and clothes, and said, "Then you can't stay here. The clansmen behind haven't even come in and got caught in the rain. Besides, after doing this for a year Half, after such a heavy rain, it’s worth a cold and fever, and it’s a celebration."

Speaking hard, Ji thief throws off his coat and strode into the rain.

Behind her, Xue picked up her clothes distressedly: "Hey, warrior, slow down."

Ji thief took the lead, and all the princes and the leader Shangqing saw them, blinked, followed by cheers, and also threw off their shirts and ran after them.

Xue looked at the many clothes discarded on the ground with distress, and stomped and sighed: "Is this a waste?"

Zhen laughed lightly when she heard the words, and gently pulled the snow road: "Okay, the warrior said it is right. This heavy rain is not easy, so everyone should celebrate."

Xue Xue blinked to look at Zhen Zhen, her face full of horror: "Sister Zhen, why do you want to take off your clothes and run in the rain?"

Hazel: "I..."

Facts have proved that Ji Thief ran wild in the rain after taking off his clothes. He looked very handsome and handsome, but the consequence of him was that he caught a cold when he returned to the palace.

Facts have proved that I still listen to people's persuasion and eat my food.

After taking a hot bath, Ji Zei carried the **** soup boiled by snow, sat down on the eaves of the corridor, and drank the **** soup. He didn’t know when it would be. He looked up and saw that there was no slight fade in the sky. The dark clouds, Xin said that this rain was bigger than I thought.

Just thinking about it, Ji Thief heard the sound of rustling footsteps next to him.

When he turned his head, he saw Xiao Ji Wan walking up and down, coming to his side, helping her leg to sit down, and staring at the **** soup in her hand.

Ji thief snorted and asked Xiao Ji Wan, "Do you want to drink too?"

Xiao Ji Wan looked greedy, first nodded frantically, then hesitated for a moment, and asked Ji thief: "Is it delicious?"

Ji Thief smiled: "You are getting more and more greedy. You can't drink this thing. The firepower is too great."