Chapter 677 Dancing on the Grave

Pah!

Wei Ming slapped him again.

Liu Yu fainted.

When he woke up again, he found that he had entered a military camp and was lying on an open space.

Soldiers were all around him, some spitting on him, and some throwing stones.

"The king will be here soon, don't kill him!" It was Wei Ming's voice.

Liu Yu was in pain all over. He didn't know how many beatings he had received during the period of coma.

"Stop playing!" At this time, a sharp voice sounded.

You call this playing? Liu Yu wanted to curse, but found that his mouth was full of blood clots.

"Come on, let me do it!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and it was still the owner of the sharp voice. He came to Liu Yu's head.

Liu Yu saw clearly that it was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small nose and small eyes.

The boy laughed, unbuttoned his pants, aimed at Liu Yu, sizzling...

The warm liquid poured all over Liu Yu's head and face.

Liu Yu cried, and tears fell down in big drops.

Finally...

"Meet the Book King!"

Liu Yu raised his head with difficulty and saw an old man coming from a distance surrounded by many officers and generals.

The young man quickly pulled up his pants and lined up with all the soldiers to kowtow.

The old man was burly and his face was pale after illness.

The Book King's eyes were full of anger. When he learned that Liu Yu was caught, he rushed over with his injured body.

"Did he beat him?" asked the Book King.

"Yes!" Wei Ming answered respectfully.

"Did he call me grandpa?" the Book King asked again.

After returning to the Black Armor Fortress, the Book King swore that he would make Liu Yu kneel down and call him grandpa!

"He hasn't called me yet!" Wei Ming said.

"Then let him call me!"

From beginning to end, the Book King didn't even look at Liu Yu.

The young soldier immediately got up, grabbed Liu Yu and beat him up again.

Just when Liu Yu was about to faint again, the blood clot in his mouth finally spit out.

"Grandpa! Grandpa King, spare my life!" Liu Yu shouted loudly.

The Book King suddenly felt that the voice was a little wrong.

He looked back and was stunned. He raised his hand slightly. Wei Ming immediately stopped the young soldier.

"Grandpa! Grandpa King!"

Liu Yu knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed heavily: "Grandpa, where did I offend you? Please tell me clearly, I will apologize to you and change!"

As the Book King, he naturally did not want to talk about the embarrassing thing of being threatened.

"Are you Liu Yu?"

"I... I am!"

"How many Liu Yus are there in Ye Shang?"

"As far as I know, there is only one."

At this time, with the wisdom of the Book King who has lived for ten thousand years, how could he not understand.

That kid is lying to him!

Faintly, the Book King remembered that when he had exhausted his energy and fainted, the kid said another name.

He said that he, Zhao Yin, respected the heroes of the human race the most...

Although the Book King was unconscious at that time, his powerful soul still heard it vaguely.

But later he said his name was Liu Yu, and the Book King ignored it!

"Do you know a little bastard named Zhao Yin?" The Book King asked with gritted teeth.

"Zhao Yin?"

Liu Yu finally understood something?

It turned out that all this was brought to him by Zhao Yin!

"I know him, even if he turns into ashes!" Liu Yu nodded.

"Tell me how you met him and where he is now?" The Book King suppressed his anger and ordered.

Liu Yu immediately told everything about Zhao Yin.

But he only knew that Zhao Yin came from a low-level extraordinary civilization and the purpose of sneaking into the ninth battlefield was to find the residual soul of the strongest Emma.

How could he know about Zhao Yin's whereabouts?

This information was originally known to the Book King, so it was useless to ask.

The Book King had a gloomy face and said for a while.

"You found the wrong person, send him back!"

After that, the old Deng floated away.

On the way back, the Book King frowned and said to himself: "Could it be that the kid hasn't come back from the dreamland yet?"

He couldn't help but show a trace of worry in his eyes.

No matter how much they had grudges, it was Zhao Yin who saved his life.

The Book King came to the depths of the military camp, and the generals who surrounded him dispersed one after another.

He walked into a small courtyard, which was not much better than a slum, with only three wooden houses.

Only an old servant was responsible for the Book King's food and daily life.

"King, that girl just left!" said the old servant.

...

Liu Yu was thrown out of the military camp and only got a piece of sandwich as compensation.

After he ate it with tears in his eyes, his injuries finally recovered a little.

Looking back at the military camp, Liu Yu was full of anger.

"I got beaten, and you said you found the wrong person, and everything is over? Is this the majesty of a king?"

"Zhao Yin, what the hell did you do to implicate me?"

"Who did I offend?"

"Lao Deng, Zhao Yin, you all wait for me, there will always be a day in the future, I will... I admit that I can't beat you, I curse you in my heart every day!"

Liu Yu returned to the garbage dump with frustration.

A piece of sandwich was not enough to heal the wound on his face.

This was considered a work injury, and Liu Yu was going to go back to Ye Shang to get reimbursed, so he endured the pain and didn't spend money to buy a few more sandwiches.

After pushing open the door, Xiao Wei was no longer there, and coincidentally, a wave came from the direction of the teleportation array.

Liu Yu's eyes widened as he saw Zhao Yin's figure walking out of the portal, followed by an old lady in cheongsam.

"Zhao Yin!" Liu Yu's eyes suddenly turned red.

He rushed forward like crazy, and was about to punch, when a purple light suddenly illuminated his eyes.

It was a purple crystal coin.

Zhao Yin dragged it in his palm and handed it to Liu Yu: "Manager Liu, I want to buy another piece of information from you."

Liu Yu's movements were forced to pause, staring at the purple crystal coin.

His anger immediately disappeared by half.

The rules of the wild merchants are to always greet God with a smile.

Liu Yu's pig-like face forced a smile.

"Brother, are you back?"

"Manager Liu, the wound on your face?" Zhao Yin discovered something.

"It's a small matter, I just took the blame for you, and was beaten by the Book King. I have to thank you, brother, otherwise, with my identity, how could it be so easy to meet a king?"

Liu Yu couldn't hide his resentment towards Zhao Yin in self-mockery.

Zhao Yin immediately understood what he said.

He just casually said Liu Yu's name at that time, but he didn't expect that Lao Deng would take it seriously.

Of course, Zhao Yin would never admit this.

"Lao Deng is too petty. I, Zhao Yin, have offended him. Although Brother Liu and I have a close relationship, why would he come to you, Brother Liu?"

Zhao Yin was indignant: "Lao Deng, it's unreasonable!"

This resonated with Liu Yu immediately: "It's too unreasonable! The king is great?"

"The king is great?" Zhao Yin also said.

Liu Yu straightened his chest: "I heard that the storyteller Lao Deng sacrificed his life when he was young, and now his life is coming to an end!"

"I can't beat him, but I can't live longer than him. When he dies, I will stand on his grave and dance!"