There is no one in this world who does not want to live with heaven and earth, hoping that he can live longer and longer, or even immortality.

Throughout history, the emperor, who tried to live forever, entered the carp of the river more often, and no one dared to say that he had not taken such a pill or such a medicine, just to extend his few lifespans.

There are even absurd and cruel ways to pray for immortality with the lives of the living, dark sacrifices, and so on.

The shaman sacrifice of the Golden Cicada Country has the highest prestige among the other countries, and even the kings of the countries have to give three points of courtesy when they see them, if nothing else, just because the emperor of the Golden Cicada Country has always had the highest lifespan among the other countries.

Most of the ordinary people stop at thirty, and the rich merchant ministers mostly stop at forty, even if they are in the royal family, the perennial maintenance is only a few more years, and those who can enter fifty are very few, and those who can pass sixty are only a few concubines and queens according to historical records.

The life span of the emperor, except for the conspiracies of others to seize the throne and die early, the remaining lifespan is not as good as that of ordinary people.

However, the emperor of the Golden Cicada Country seems to be an exception.

The longest-lived Emperor Gaozu was seventy years old when he died, and even the other Gaozu had a life span of fifty or sixty, and this abnormality naturally aroused the peeps of other countries, but they didn't find out the secret of longevity.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the blessings of the shaman.

These secrets can't even be found out by the deepest spies in other countries, but Liu Li knows them clearly, that's because......

"Wu Zongkang. ”

Suddenly, a voice rang out in the silence.

Liu Li was shocked by the suddenness of this voice, and he didn't react to who this name was, but was alert to someone around him, who?

Without waiting for him to exert his last bit of strength to look, the person who spoke had already automatically stood in front of him, condescendingly looking at Liu Li, who was lying on the stone platform without any strength.

There was a hint of interest on the face that looked almost the same as Liu Li.

- Liu Shengqin.

Liu Li didn't speak, just opened his eyelids and looked at Liu Shengqin, the hatred in his eyes was undisguised.

"Hehehe, I just called you, why shouldn't you?" Liu Shengqin didn't use anything, but used unexpected gentleness, but the more gentle it was, the more it made people feel that their hairs stood up and were creepy.

"Oh, I forgot, you haven't eaten for six days, it seems that this body is really not very good, what do you say, Wu Zongkang?"

Liu Shengqin's last sudden name was very strange, because he was obviously talking to Liu Li, but the name he called out was another person's. If there were other people here, I am afraid that they would wonder if Liu Shengqin was nervous, but Liu Li's thoughts, which had almost dissipated, began to turn strongly again because of these three words.

He is Wu Zongkang, but he is not Wu Zongkang.

Or his body once almost became Wu Zongkang.

Or rather, his soul almost became Wu Zongkang.

Liu Li had been fasting for a long time, and his body no longer had extra energy for his brain to operate, and he didn't know what he wanted to say or express.

But he only knows one thing, he is not Wu Zongkang, nor is he Liu Li, nor is he a Hubu Shangshu.

He, he is a person, from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, he is the real monarch of the Golden Cicada Country, Liu Shengqin!