Chapter 624 The Arrival of King Yangqiu
Before Xiao He could finish his words, the white wine cauldron in Liu Bang's hand had disappeared without a trace. There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a large amount of blood seeped out from his chest. He rolled his eyes and fell on the cloud bed. Master Di Yang rushed forward like a mourning concubine, held Liu Bang's shoulders with both hands and shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you must hold on! There is a good elixir here in Pindao, you will be fine!" , took out a few pills that were made of unknown things and didn’t look very good, and stuffed them into Liu Bang’s mouth. Master Neyang took out a penis bottle from somewhere, and Gululu gave Liu Bang several mouthfuls. Clear water. Dan rolled into Liu Bang's belly. Liu Bang's pale face had a hint of blush, and his chest began to rise and fall slightly, as if he had resumed breathing.
Xiao He and Han Xin also flew to Liu Bangyun's bedside. The two of them chanted incantations repeatedly, and a large piece of fairy light fell from their hands to cover Liu Bang's body. This is the secret technique "Resurrection Mantra" that can stabilize the injury, so that the immortal soul and immortal body will not be separated, and the essence of the immortal body will not be damaged. Xiao He and Han Xin even exerted all their strength to eat, and large amounts of sweat were dripping from their foreheads. Their bodies were trembling, and they squeezed out the last bit of immortal power in their bodies, trying hard to stabilize Liu Bang's soul and stabilize his injuries.
Zhang Liang was at a loss and shouted: "Come here, bring the materials, bring the materials, I will make elixirs for your majesty to save your life!" The dull footsteps sounded, holding a shield and dagger, wearing heavy armor, Fan Kuai strode out of the tent like a steel city wall. Like a thunderclap, Fan Kuai shouted sharply: "Have you not found the whereabouts of that damn Jingyan family? A certain person wants to chop his family into meat and feed it to the wolves. He wants to sacrifice their souls with the fire of heaven, thunder and earth, so that they can be killed." They will never live!"
Hidden on Han Xin's shoulder, Wu Qi watched the performance of Liu Bang and others, truly amazed.
The supernatural power Xiao He released suddenly restrained itself and all retracted into his body. The tent door curtain moved, and two people walked in slowly. Wu Qi gathered all his breath, turned his head cautiously, and looked at the two people who walked in.
The first person is about six feet tall. He is not tall, short, fat, thin, black, white, ugly, or handsome. His facial features and temperament are all ordinary. Even his head is covered with white spots like ordinary old people. He is almost white and black. One to one ratio, everything gives the old man a sense of stability and harmony. The old man was wearing a gray-white burlap coat, with a hemp rope wrapped around his waist, and a pair of hemp fiber-woven straw sandals under his feet. He walked in steadily, neither quickly nor slowly.
This old man didn't have any breath on his body, and he looked like an extremely ordinary old man. But as soon as he opened his eyes, Wu Qi was startled by the two eyes. There were no organs like eyeballs in the old man's eyes, only two thumb-sized will-o'-the-wisps rolling rapidly. In the deep black eyes, two groups of miserable green will-o'-the-wisps were spinning rapidly. Two extremely ferocious blood-colored eyes could be faintly seen staring ahead. There was a faint and ferocious sound of dragon's yin coming from the two groups of will-o'-the-wisps. came.
Wu Qi could not feel the martial arts from this old man. The Holy King of Heaven and Earth created the Holy King. He would kill the God at night, and he would seek the throne of the divine seal. He would ask for the devil, and he would be the strongest in the ninth heaven. Abandoned Young Master of the Great Zhou Royal Family, using martial arts to mobilize the universe, will kill the god and seal the throne of God at night. Ask for the demon-proud Ninth Level Heaven to be the strongest. Abandon the young Great Zhou Royal Family to create a god-general and kill the God and Seal Throne of Night. Seek the Demon-Proud Ninth Level Heaven to be the strongest. Abandoned Young Master of the Great Zhou Royal Family has arrived. Ran's vitality,
This is an old man who has reached the end of his life and relies entirely on magical elixirs to survive. Wu Qi felt that there was only a piece of skin left on his body. His internal organs probably lost their normal functions a long time ago just because he used his spirit to survive externally and had a powerful animal soul to nourish his soul. , allowing the soul to continue to stay in the body, so he is still alive.
The old priest who has reached this level must be the owner of the Tower of Babel suspended above his head, the High Priest of Babel who is in charge of Crescent City. That is, when Wu Qi took Xiang Yu away just now, he used his spiritual thoughts to catch up with Wu Qi and Xiang Yu and gave them a painful lesson.
The star level, the moon level, the sun level, and then the sun-level high priest Tongtian. This is a strong man who is strong enough to compete with the Taiyi Golden Immortal of the heaven, and the real pillar of the Dayu human race. Wu Qi glanced at him cautiously, not daring to look at him any further, and quickly moved his gaze to the person behind him. Even if such old priests have restrained all their aura and consciousness, their spiritual sense is extremely powerful after living for who knows how many years. Maybe one more glance at Wu Qi will make him produce some kind of effort.netbsp; The eyes are also discerning. If Wu Qi takes one more look, he might expose himself.
Wu Qi looked at the middle-aged man who followed behind, wearing a black brocade robe, a yù belt around his waist, and long, loose clothes. He had a belt on his forehead and a purple gemstone with a big thumb inlaid between his eyebrows. This man feels old-fashioned, slow, numb, and stiff. When he walks, he is as rigid as a wooden man. Even the length of each step he takes is exactly the same. In addition to the dullness, numbness, and stiffness of the bones, this man gave people the feeling of being aloof, like a statue of a statue carved from clay and wood in a temple that suddenly appeared in front of everyone, giving people a great sense of pressure and coercion. Wu Qi knew this The origin of this kind of people is from the most traditional and conservative families in Dayu, and the children they train are like this. He has received the most cruel, hell-like training since he was a child, and has mastered extremely powerful power since then. He has the power of life and death. He can decide the life and death of millions of people with one word. He can take whatever he wants in the world, but he has no understanding of the worldly world.
Generally speaking, those wealthy young masters from the Dayu family who are sensible and sensible look like this.
But when Wu Qi looked at this man's face, he always felt that his face was very familiar.
After rummaging through his memory for a while, Wu Qi's body suddenly trembled, and his face suddenly turned pale and pale. He stared at the man's face and clenched his hands tightly into fists. Back then in the Dayan Palace, When Yan Dan told Wu Qi how they went to the Ten Thousand Immortals Star, he drew a portrait of the mysterious man in black to keep Wu Qi in mind. At that time, Yan Dan was just hoping that Wu Qi would meet that mysterious and powerful man in black while traveling, but he didn't expect that Wu Qi would see that face again here.
In other words, they are not the same person, but they must have an extremely close blood relationship.
The face of the man in black is more than 95% similar to the face in the portrait. The man in the portrait has a slightly older nose and seems to be much older, while the man in black in front of him looks a little younger. A little older, much younger than that man. But Wu Qi was certain that the two people were indeed directly related by blood. Even their expressions were exactly the same, as stiff and rigid as a coffin board.
Wu Qi remembered the main purpose of leaving Ten Thousand Immortals Star with Princess Bu Le, to find a way to break the Yuan Shen restriction for the Dayan royal family. He glanced at the middle-aged man, maybe this method would work for him.
When Zhang Liang and others who were busy in a group saw these two people, Zhang Liang immediately saluted them: "yùHu (position) High Priest! And who is this Taoist friend?", yùHu High Priest said Waving his hands, he walked to the cloud bed where Liu Bang was lying without a word, and frowned at Liu Bang, who was lying on the bed dying and seemed to die at any time. He shook his head, sighed softly, took out a black wooden bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the tables beside Yun's bed. He said in a hoarse tone: "This is my secret recipe, Black Blood Powder" which can remove highly toxic substances, build muscle and stop bleeding, and even protect the soul. If you are not afraid, just take it. If you are afraid, just deal with it as you like. ", snorted coldly, Yuhu slowly walked to a cloud bed next to him and sat down, then closed his eyes without saying a word.
The man in black who followed Yu Hu in said dryly: "Dayu, the king of Changqiu, and the general of Liangzhu Jindong. I heard that the angel was seriously injured in the assassination, and I was leading the army to wipe out the uprising party Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance nearby, so I specially Come visit.”
Without waiting for Zhang Liang to react, King Changqiu grabbed Zhang Liang's shoulder and flipped it to the side. Zhang Liang stumbled a dozen steps to the side in embarrassment, almost knocking down a large piece of the furnishings in the room. . King Changqiu slowly came to the cloud bed where Liu Bang was lying with a gloomy face, and looked down at Liu Bang who seemed to be losing his temper at any time.
Han Xin and Fan Kuai instinctively moved a step sideways and stopped in front of King Changqiu.
King Changqiu looked up at Han Xin and Fan Kuai, and said calmly: "I just want to see the angel's injury!"
Han Xin said calmly: "Your Majesty is seriously injured. Please stay away from King Changqiu, so as not to offend the noble man!" King Changqiu pursed his lips and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. This was his smile. He said solemnly: "It doesn't matter, the immortal's blood is my favorite. This time, I will lead the army to wipe out the rebel party, conquer 175 scattered cultivators gathering places in the thirty-six states, and kill the immortals of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance with my own hands. More than four thousand five hundred, this kind of blood is my favorite!" Fan Kuai took a deep breath, bumped his shoulder against the Changqiu King and shouted angrily: "Get away!" The Changqiu King snorted coldly. With a sound, he bumped towards Fan Kuai with an equally arrogant shoulder. There was a muffled sound, and a large rain of light erupted from the thick armor on Fan Kuai's body. A good piece of immortal armor was blown to pieces by the huge force. Fan Kuai groaned, spinning his body and stepped back dozens of steps, his head He smashed two shelves displaying countless treasures, smashed the tent with a roar, and fell to the ground outside the tent.
"Those who dare to offend me will always have only one way to die!" King Changqiu looked coldly at Han Xin who was standing in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to see the angel's injury! By the way, assassinate the angel. Where is Zuo Sijun of the Huangsha Prefecture Sijun Hall? But he was really killed by you on the spot? If he is not dead, come out, I will reuse this person!" Han Xin turned pale with anger, he gritted his teeth and shouted : "The prince is here to provoke?"
After hesitating for a moment, King Changqiu said: "I have no good impressions of you immortals in heaven, and I am here to provoke you today!" and twitching the corners of his mouth again to pretend to be a smile, King Changqiu sneered: "Finally, I'm here to provoke you!" A good immortal is a dead immortal, what do you think?" Han Xin was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, looking like he wanted to punch King Changqiu to death.
King Changqiu sneered and suddenly punched Han Xin in the face.