Chapter 3153 Fighting 300 Discs

"Yes." Du Rulan kowtowed repeatedly.

"Since you are willing, Decapitated, you can take him to the side hall to test the blood." Han Sen did not intend to directly give the blood of the God of Wealth, but the Queen of Decapitated would give him the blood.

As for what kind of bloodline to give to Ran Deng, it also depends on his own talent. At most, he can take care of one or two, but it is impossible to force the Queen of the Dead to give him hereditary bloodline.

When Du Rulan heard what the God of Wealth said, she couldn't help being a little startled, seeing that the Queen with a severed head had already walked towards the side hall, so she had to thank her again, and then followed the Queen with a severed head into the side hall.

Du Rulan came from a good family background. When she saw the statue of a decapitated god in the side hall, she immediately knew that the decapitated queen turned out to be the deputy deity of the Temple of Wealth, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The ability of the main god of a temple is naturally the greatest, and worshiping under the seat of the deputy god, no matter how good the blood is, how good can it be?

But now, Du Rulan naturally couldn't say anything more. It was a great fortune for their mother and son to survive, so how could they dare to pick and choose.

The decapitated queen carried the little boy to the divine table, put the little boy on it, and said to him: "If you wish to worship under this queen, take the sacrificial knife, cut your own finger, and put the blood on it. Drop into the furnace."

"My lord, he is still too young, let me help him." Du Rulan got up to help, but suddenly felt unable to move her body, being suppressed by a terrifying force.

"This is his own choice." The decapitated queen said lightly.

Du Rulan couldn't speak or move, she could only watch her son helplessly, her heart burning like fire.

This little boy is really extraordinary. After going through so many accidents, he didn't cry or make a fuss. After hearing what the decapitated queen said, he got up by himself, took the sacrificial knife from the divine table, cut his little finger, and From the blood dripping in the furnace.

boom!

I saw the purple-black flames in the sacred furnace rising into the night, turning into a terrifying demonic flame, the entire side hall was full of evil spirits, and a guillotine with a strong evil spirit emerged in the starry sky.

Han Sen couldn't help laughing in the main hall: "Randeng really deserves to be a lamp. Even if he died and reincarnated, he is very comparable."

Thinking that the burning lamp can bring the Buddha tribe from an unknown tribe into the forest of the strong, and even almost make the Buddha tribe a top-notch tribe, its ability is incomparable.

"My lord, Duantou wants to make a god contract with him, and let him become my hereditary blood." The Duantu Queen knelt down in front of the statue of the God of Wealth.

"Yes." Han Sen only said one word.

The decapitated queen didn't hesitate any longer, purple and black flames filled the sky above the guillotine and the puppet, turned into terrifying arrogance, descending towards the little boy.

The little boy's body was immediately enveloped in purple-black flames, and a strange guillotine mark appeared on his forehead, and in that mark, there was also a brand representing a destructive god.

"The decapitated queen is actually a god of destruction?" Du Ruruo was surprised and delighted at the moment, and couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

She couldn't imagine that the sub-god of a temple would be such a supreme existence as the destruction level. She couldn't imagine what a terrifying existence the righteous god of this temple would be.

"God be merciful, my son finally has hope." Du Rulan wept with joy.

Han Sen watched the little boy form a contract with the Queen of the Beheaded, and became the hereditary blood of the Queen of the Beheaded. His expression became a little strange, and some strange pictures flashed in his mind.

Thinking about the scene of the little boy growing up, with a compassionate appearance like the ancestor of the burning lamp, but holding the guillotine in his hand to kill countless powerful people, Han Sen felt very strange.

In a small garden of Fengjia Castle, Qin Bai and Bao'er sat face to face in front of the chessboard.

"Bao'er, do you know how to play checkers? I'll teach you how to play." Qin Bai said proudly.

Bao'er curled her lips in disdain and said, "You still learned checkers from my dad, right?"

"I forgot about it. You are Han Sen's daughter. How could you not know how to play checkers? That's just right. You and I have killed three hundred games, and I won't show mercy." Qin Bai said with a smile.

"You mean what you say, you must play a full three hundred games." Bao'er also laughed.

"Of course, you go first." Qin Bai said boldly.

He is obsessed with checkers, not to mention as long as he doesn't need to practice swords, it doesn't matter how many games he plays.

Bao'er was also polite, picked up a stone bead with her fingers, and jumped a step forward.

This fall, in Qin Bai's eyes, it was not the case, as if a shocking sword energy was stabbing towards him, giving him the feeling that it could pierce even the sky.

Qin Bai was so frightened that he wanted to yell, but he found that he couldn't yell or move. He could only watch the terrifying sword energy rushing into his forehead, and immediately peed his pants in fright.

That is of course not the real sword energy, but the Xinjian Dao used by Bao'er. This sword technique was originally the unique skill of the Six Paths Emperor, but was later learned by Han Sen. Although Han Sen did not learn it all, he would occasionally use a few swords , was learned by Boa.

Now Bao'er uses the heart sword technique to simulate the sword intent of the wave sword technique, directly attacking Qin Bai's will, and let him feel the sword intent of the wave sword technique.

Learning is a very difficult thing, especially for those who are unwilling to learn, it is almost as difficult as reaching the sky.

But there is one situation that people can learn very quickly and it is difficult to forget.

That is the so-called gaining wisdom by eating a ditch. This sentence means that the more you suffer, the stronger your memory will be. It does not really make you smarter.

The more painful the heart is, the easier it is to remember the lesson. Bao'er is using this method now. She wants His Royal Highness to remember the wave sword intent deeply.

So Qin Bai's tragic life began. He found that he couldn't scream or move, and even played chess with Bao'er uncontrollably.

But every time Bao'er made a blow, it would turn into a terrifying wave of sword intent to kill him. Even though he later knew that the sword intent would not kill him, it still made Qin Bai feel so painful.

The coercion brought by the sword intent is difficult for ordinary people to bear. The trauma of the soul is not as simple as the pain of the body, but Qin Bai has to endure the beheading of the terrifying sword technique again and again, every time It made Qin Bai feel like he was going to die, and his heart collapsed incomparably.

His guards didn't know anything, they only thought that the prince was playing chess with Bao'er, but no one knew that Qin Bai was suffering from inhuman pain.

Jia Yizhen is in a very good mood now. In the past, Prince Qin Bai was most afraid of her. No matter how stubborn he was, he would definitely listen to her and complete the homework assigned by her honestly.

But who knew that this time, Qin Bai didn't practice sword hard, and even ran out of the palace to play, which made Jia Yizhen very worried, worried about the future fate of the Great Qin Empire.