"Go to the physician!" The emperor held his chest and said that he felt his heart beating very fast, and the blood in his body seemed to be jumping for joy.
A little while later, an old doctor came in with his medicine chest in a hurry, and at a glance, he saw the emperor’s face covering his chest and showing a look of joy.
Rushed to the front and asked, "How do you feel?"
A waiter can’t help but frown. He feels that the physician’s words are not condescending at all. Speaking to the emperor seems to be asking a young student. If it weren’t for such a crisis, he would have had him killed.
The emperor cast a glance at the old doctor who always felt that this man was very strange, as if he had never seen him before, but at this point, he dared not delay at all. After all, his family had been short-lived and he didn’t want to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors.
"I feel my blood seems to cheer my heart beating so fast!" The emperor said truthfully
"Haha, I have waited for so many years and finally waited!" Cure too much to let go of the medicine box. If it is crazy, face upwards. "
"How dare you dare to salute me!" The samurai who stood aside flew into a rage, and the Lord humiliated me to death. He was such a disgrace to Fa Ren.
Pulling out his waist with a sword, I vowed to kill this guy who dared to be polite to the emperor.
The cold light flashed by and the head flew up, but the situation of blood overflowing did not appear.
Chapter six hundred and twenty-four Chui fook
Seeing that the old man who seemed to be dying had two fingers, he clamped the chopped sword in Bushili’s twitching sword, only to find that the two old fingers seemed to have a fateful force to be clamped in the sword and did not move.
The warrior andao is not good. The old man turned out to be a master of hiding. At this time, he saw that the old man’s two-finger micro-sword immediately broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword flew backwards and instantly cut the warrior’s neck. Blood gushed out and immediately dyed the room red.
The attendants around were scared by this bloody scene and screamed like flies, only to find that there was an invisible barrier in this place, even if they tried their best to get away from this room full of blood.
"Who the hell are you?" The emperor asked, clutching his chest, that closed power is beyond his cognitive scope, and that is no longer a mortal power.
"Who am I?" The old man suddenly showed a trace of nostalgia, which seemed to arouse his long memories.
"Many years ago, my name was Xu Fu." The old man said with some nostalgia that he had not been here for many years.
"Chui fook! No way, how can you be Xu Fu? The name royal family represents a nightmare. A few years ago, dynasty change and royal heir reproduction were all in the hands of people like the devil
So forbearing the royal family to fight back and unite all the powerful divisions of Yin and Yang in the country successfully killed the shadow hanging over the royal family’s head. It has been nearly 500 years since then, and it has already become a word-of-mouth story.
"Ha ha, if it weren’t for the old man, your family could live to this day, but everything comes to him who waits." Xu Fucang’s face hung with a ferocious smile and he looked into the emperor’s eyes as if he were looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.
This kind of eyes made the ambitious emperor feel fear and humiliation. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Xu Fu stared at the emperor’s body as if appreciating an outstanding art. Hearing his questions, he said irrelevantly, "Do you want to know what will happen to your body?"
"This is the call of your blood and the result of my painstaking efforts for many years. On this day, I faked my own death and wandered around the palace. Your ridiculous ancestor actually cut off his blood and threatened me. I forgot that if it weren’t for me, your family would be that savage. It was me who brought you literature and hope."
"It’s also time for me to give you the most noble blood in the world so that you can claim to be emperors, and now it’s time for you to repay me." The old man approached the emperor with a smile as if an old dragon was preparing to harvest ripe fruits.
The old hand slowly rested on the emperor’s forehead, and the severe pain made the emperor who was forbearing by nature send out a tragic cry. However, everything failed to make up for Xu Fu’s strength. His blood flowed out of his body without control from the 7 th and gathered in Xu Fu’s hand, gradually condensing into a blood ruby with strange power.
"It’s damn that this blood has been purified for so many years!" The old man scolded the emperor, who had been lying dead for no purpose.
This emperor who is ambitious and ready to take this country to new heights through his own efforts can now watch his blood being deprived. He knows that death is coming, and his heart is filled with unwillingness and anger. He tries to stare at that gradually blurred figure with his eyes full of blood.
"I will turn the spectre into a monster, bite your body, devour your soul and make you forever." The emperor cursed in a low voice.
"Just you? Turn into a spectre, and let me kill you again. It’s really a frog at the bottom of the well. "Chui fook heard the emperor whispering but disdainfully said that those fools’ spectres can scare timid mortals. If they bump into their own hands, there are ways to concoct them.
The emperor of words has closed his eyes and never breathed again.
Chui fook didn’t mean the death of the emperor. For him, it was like running over an ant and making his heart stir.
He carefully looked at the ruby in his hand. The blood-condensed gem was glittering and translucent, and it was blooming with red light. If it were not for this bloody and strange scene, it would be a beautiful jewel.
"Not enough!" Chui fook muttered to himself, this blood force is not enough for him to hit the gate to the mausoleum, but he has prepared for this day for too long.
See chui fook holding a ruby to recite a spell, as the spell gradually revealed from his mouth, the ruby face became brighter and brighter, and then there seemed to be a powerful whirlwind blowing in the whole city, sweeping the whole city with inexplicable power.
After so many years of reproduction, the royal heirs have already spread all over the city, and many people are living a life of intoxication by the shadow of their ancestors. At the beginning, the enemy ancestor of Chui Fu threatened Chui Fu to take the initiative to sever the heirs until the news of Chui Fu’s murder came to life, so the royal family took reproduction as the first priority.
Of course, this is also Xu Fule’s opinion. Otherwise, he would not have staged a good play of suspended animation, and now it is time for him to reap the fruits.
In an instant, screams filled every corner of the city, and the blood of these royal families was out of control and was leaving their bodies.
Several blood gathered in the palace and gradually flowed into the hands of Xu Fu, making this original more dazzling than bright gems.
The once prosperous capital turned into ghosts in an instant, and there were dead bodies everywhere. They were drained of their blood one by one, and they were still enjoying high treatment one second before lying on the ground, and the descendants of the royal family turned into ferocious horror the next, and the bodies fell quietly in a pool of blood, which is often the fate.
Chui fook satisfied looking at the hands of gem feeling contains blood power that is so familiar that he couldn’t help recalling the high emperor.
"More than a thousand years!" Chui fook muttered to himself
He looked up and looked at the tomb in the hidden small world with the help of blood ties.
Chapter six hundred and twenty-five Qin seventy ii