Seeing that everyone couldn't dodge, and the speed at which the black mist flew was extremely fast, Wu Xin's heart also rose to his throat.

At that moment, maybe only a thousandth of a second,

Wu Xin suddenly felt a burning wrist, and suddenly looked down, and his wrist instantly emitted a white-gold light that almost surrounded his entire person, and the golden crystal bracelet quickly decomposed and transformed in the scorching white light, and suddenly elongated into a platinum thin sword, which rose into the air in an instant with lightning speed, knocking the black mist away from the crowd!

It turned out that the gray-robed man wanted to kill with one blow, compressing the density of the black mist to the extreme, as dense as a solid ball, and when the dead qi was not dispersed, the long sword could swing it away, and instead rushed in the direction of the gray-robed man.

Immediately afterwards, the white sword flashed again, disappeared on the spot, and appeared in Wu Xin's hand in the next second, although there was a moment of confusion, Wu Xin had no time to care, holding the hilt of the sword, and stabbed towards the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man seemed to have long eyes on his back, and suddenly turned around and kicked at Wu Xin's arm, but Wu Xin slanted the tip of his sword, turned his stab into a swing, and swept the horizontal sword, from attacking the heart, to sweeping away the dead balloon in the gray-robed man's hand.

When the gray-robed man found out, Wu Xin's sword body had drawn a semicircle in the air, the tip of the sword was holding the death qi, and the wrist shook with the sword body at great speed, and the dead qi was divided into several strands, and it actually staggered and fell on the sword body, and then Wu Xin swung the sword, and slashed straight at the top of the gray-robed man's head!

The gray-robed man was shocked, this is equivalent to attaching magic power to the sword body, which can definitely split him in half, and he can't be surprised that this emperor can go straight to the door of death every time, the gray-robed man flew back, narrowly avoided, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Which one do you study with?" ”

Wu Xin snorted coldly: "Is there a hole in your brain?" At this time, you only need to suffer death, and don't recognize your relatives indiscriminately. As he spoke, it was another sharp move, the gray-robed man sacrificed his long armor, and wanted to follow the previous method to cut off the long sword in Wu Xin's hand, but the platinum sword body and the jet-black long armor "Dang!" There was a collision, and sparks flew up, but the sword body was not damaged in the slightest.

Both of them were shocked in their hearts, but they didn't know that Emperor Shakti had gathered the most advanced mecha technology of the Ancient Empire, and if it was easily cut off, then the Ancient Empire would really make people laugh off their big teeth.

The two of them had a flash of thought, endless moves in their hands, and they dismantled more than ten moves, stalemate, and began to be secretly anxious in their hearts. The gray-robed man used the necromantic mist to lock up the people present, and he had already used half of his magic power, and he thought that he could easily achieve his goal, but the seamless plan had the variable of the emperor. Wu Xin was worried that if the gray-robed man was forced to rush and urge the fog to close, no one would be able to live, but he didn't know that it was gradually difficult for the gray-robed man to maintain his dead qi.

Two people must be sure in their hearts at the same time, and they must fight quickly! The move suddenly became faster, approaching the opponent's death door, the body was ghostly, the sword light flickered, and the move was ruthless and abnormal.

Several officers, seeing that the emperor and the gray-robed man were fighting for a while, wanted to come forward to help, but the figures of those two people flew around very quickly, for fear that one of them would accidentally shoot the emperor through and it would be funny. As soon as a group of people are combined, even if they die, they must also protect the emperor's majesty, and prepare to be used as a meat shield.

Explain it simply, when the first four or five people were tall and big, and the muscled alpha swarmed up, they wanted to fight with the gray-robed man with their bare hands, but before they got close, the gray-robed man's robe sleeves were swept away, and a strong and cold airflow hit, and they all flew back upside down, and they all fell on the seat, and with the contrast, everyone realized the emperor's toughness.

Wu Xin knew that they were doing it for himself, and he lived up to expectations, when the gray-robed man flicked his sleeves to attack the officer, there was only about a millisecond to reveal the empty door on his back, Wu Xin grabbed the almost impossible gap, swept his sword away, and swept the gray-robed man's hood off in an instant.

The gray-robed man was as bony as a wood, a zombie face full of black gas, but his floor-length gray hair seemed to melt into the moonlight, and the hair shimmered with a soft and moist light, and I am afraid that the finest gorgeous silk would be lost in front of it. Wu Xin's eyes turned red in an instant, and he secretly gritted his teeth and definitely wanted the gray-robed man to become bald!

The tip of the sword in his hand was slanted, and he made a gesture to stab the gray-robed man's heart, the gray-robed man sideways to avoid it, Wu Xin seemed to be overwhelmed, the sword momentum condensed, and the gray-robed man just seized the opportunity to take off the dead air attached to the sword, and clamped the sword body with both palms.

In the process of fighting with Wu Xin, the gray-robed man had already noticed that Wu Xin had no magical power, and he guessed that this emperor may only know the existence of the wizard from some fragments of ancient books, and the hair can be called the location of the wizard's death hole, and the secret in the secret will not be known to outsiders.

Wu Xin was also gambling, and the sword in his hand seemed to have established some kind of spiritual connection with him, thinking that it would change from a string of bracelets to a long sword, and maybe it would become something else.

The gray-robed man's momentary luck made Wu Xin reach out and grab his hair, and when he felt bad, it was too late, Wu Xin shook the sword body, and the intelligent mecha really moved as he wished, and suddenly shortened to a platinum dagger falling off from the palm of the gray-robed man, and in the next second, Wu Xin quickly swung the knife like lightning, and in the fan-shaped white light drawn by the blade of the knife, he instantly cut off a green silk of the gray-robed man!

The gray-robed figure suddenly froze, and he watched as the long hair in Wu Xin's hand turned into a handful of powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly dissipated into the air! He roared as hard as he could, a little more crazy than Wu Xin had lost his hair at the beginning, and in the frenzy, with the magic power pouring out of his body like a bursting embankment, he gathered his last strength, held the dead air in his palm, and slapped Wu Xin's chest with a palm!

The last palm of the gray-robed man tried his best, Wu Xin couldn't dodge, and in an instant, his internal organs turned over the river and the sea, and he was almost shattered by this palm, and a fishy sweetness surged up to his throat, Wu Xin spurted out a mouthful of blood, all of which fell on the gray-robed man's face, and the gray-robed man's condition was even worse, the white wizard's blood drove away evil spirits and suppressed demons, sprayed on his face, and the black mist corroded the human body's cautery Cheng dù was not much better, and only more powerful. The gray-robed man seemed to be pricked by a dense needle, and this astonishing fine burning pain raged in the limbs and bones with the flow of blood.

The gray-robed man covered his face and screamed backwards, Wu Xin also stumbled a few steps, at this time the dagger was transformed into a long sword again, Wu Xin stood with a sword, trembling and steady.

Everyone thought that the emperor was going to die under this palm, and in panic, they wanted to hug him, but Wu Xin raised his hand to stop it, and gasped: "Don't come here!" ”

After speaking, with the last strength, he raised his sword to catch up, and cut off the hands and head of the gray-robed man together, and the three blood pillars soared into the sky, and the gray-robed man's body fell to the ground with a bang. Chopping the grass to get rid of the roots, Wu Xin didn't dare to be careless, half knelt down and picked up the severed palm that was still spraying black blood, and there were still a few inches of black nails left on it, while it was not completely dim, Wu Xin slammed the black armor into the heart of the gray-robed man, and the gray-robed man twitched a few times, and finally turned into a pool of black water.

Wu Xin tried his best to raise his eyes, only to see the dead qi above his head and around him, slowly dissipating into the air as the person who controlled it died.

Wu Xin was finally able to let out a long breath, the sword in his hand fell to the floor with a thud, his body shook, and he was about to fall backwards, but he fell into a warm embrace, Wu Xin's vision was blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to vomit another mouthful of blood, and it happened to be on the person who hugged him, and then his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

After a long time, consciousness seemed to drift around him, and in the chaos, he could hear the chaos around him, and suddenly there was a deathly silence, and after a while, there was a long cry hanging in his throat again, and this time Wu Xin heard it, and that person was Rice.

Wu Xin was shocked to open his eyes, only to see Les lying on the glass cover above Wu Xin with old tears flowing down, and choked up intermittently: "Your Majesty, why haven't you seen you for a long time, and you have become like this?" ”

Wu Xin said weakly: "Have you ever practiced spiritualism?" ”

In Les's misty teary eyes, he suddenly saw Wu Xin open his eyes, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he immediately opened the door of the treatment cabin, took Wu Xin's hand and asked, "Your Majesty, are you awake?" What did you just say? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Wu Xin had no choice about the people who were good for him, but comforted Rice: "I'm fine, don't worry." After staring at him, he saw him lying in a strange place: "Where is this?" ”

Les wiped away her tears and regained some normality: "This is the Capital Star General Hospital. ”

Wu Xin instantly thought of the injured Adolf: "What about them? ”

"Adolf and Bud are both fine and have already treated their wounds, but Adolf needs to stay in the treatment chamber for a few more days. ”

Wu Xin struggled to sit up, but Les stopped, "Your Majesty, you lie down a little longer." ”

Wu Xin was still not at ease: "No need, I don't want to lie here, I'll go see them." ”

Les pressed Wu Xin's shoulder and said worriedly, "Can you hold on?" ”

Wu Xin insisted: "Go ahead." ”

Les had no choice but to help Wu Xin to stand up, it turned out that they were in an empty medical room, except for the treatment cabin, there were all kinds of healing equipment on the wall, and the alloy wall and the shell of the instrument reflected the cold inorganic light at the same time, so Wu Xin did not have a good impression of this kind of place.

Les helped Wu Xin through the spacious inner hall, and as soon as he opened the automatic door, Meyer froze in place in the posture that he was about to come in, as if he didn't expect the emperor to wake up so soon, he was stunned for a moment, took a step back, bowed his head and said, "Father, are you better?" Why don't you take more breaks? ”

Wu Xin's heart jumped violently when he heard him call his father once, and now his temples even hurt faintly, and he said softly: "It's okay, I'll go see Adolf and them." ”

Meyer wanted to dissuade him, but when he saw Les slowly shaking his head, he reached out and grabbed Wu Xin's other arm and accompanied him to the next floor to visit.

Adolf lost too much blood, and Bude's old arms and legs were kicked over by Wu Xin, and it was not easy to persevere. The two were still unconscious, and Wu Xin visited each through the treatment chamber for a few moments.

In fact, Wu Xin's face was even paler, and he could barely stand on his own, to get rid of that fierceness, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were particularly pitiful at this time, especially those eyes, which were as transparent as glass beads, and they were moving.

When this thought flashed through his mind, Meyer's heart jumped, and he asked himself, what was wrong with him? He really admired the emperor's bravery and fearlessness from the bottom of his heart, but the idea of pity for the other party because of his appearance is another kind of insult to a strong man, right? Meyer solemnly reminded himself that between him and the Emperor, as Caroline said, could only be rivals.

The cold place of the hospital was very depressed for Wu Xin, and after he expressed his strong dissatisfaction, Meyer accompanied him and returned to the palace together.

After returning to Wu Xin's bedroom, Les ran to the cloakroom to find a change of clothes for Wu Xin. Wu Xin sat on the edge of the bed with a sad expression, looking weak and weak, Meyer thought that the emperor probably had no strength, squatted down and stroked Wu Xin's calf, trying to carry him to the bed.

Meyer's squatting posture, the coat stretched out a little, Wu Xin saw that the shirt inside was actually black, he naturally reached out and looked at it, only then did he think that it was probably the blood he vomited that dried on it, and raised his voice to Les: "Find a dress for Meyer too!" ”

Meyer was touched by Wu Xin, and he was very uncomfortable, and politely refused: "No, it's already done, I'm okay." ”

Les was naturally overjoyed when he heard this, and he had always tried hard to promote the relationship between father and son. So he hurriedly took out a shirt, ran out and pulled Meyer to take the initiative to unbutton him, with an overlord who was eager to bow hard: "Oh, Your Majesty's kindness." ”

Although Meyer's face was expressionless, Wu Xin still seemed to see helplessness on his face, and Les forcibly changed it to Meyer only to find that Wu Xin's figure was not as tall and strong as Meyer, and the emperor's clothes were worn on Meyer, which were tight, and the three buttons on it could not be fastened, revealing a strong muscle, and the collarbone was hazy in the collar, Wu Xin glanced at it quickly and did not look up again.

Wu Xin lowered his eyes and said to Rice: "Rice, don't embarrass Meyer, let him go back, the queen is not frightened much today." Let him accompany the queen more. ”

Les whispered: "Actually, you can let the queen come over and have a good time." ”

Wu Xin glared at Les fiercely, complaining in his heart that Les was an unprincipled wall grass, and it would be strange if the queen didn't kill him when she came. But he didn't want to show his parents' discord in front of Meyer, hurt the children's hearts, and said, "I'm a little tired today, I'll go to see the queen in a few days." ”

Meyer was also afraid that the queen and the emperor would fight together, so he hurriedly said: "It's okay, my father's body is important." ”

Wu Xin snorted faintly, and Meyer finally retired and left.

Wu Xin changed out of the hospital gown and lay down on the bed without strength, Les lit the essential oil for Wu Xin to help him sleep, pressed his leg for a while, saw Wu Xin close his eyes, and quietly exited the room.

The door closed quietly, Wu Xin opened his eyes, his body was very tired, and he especially wanted to sleep in the dark, but his body was extremely tired, he couldn't sleep, and the doubts that lingered in his heart became thicker and thicker, why did the blood of the emperor's body have the same effect as the white wizard? That Huang Yan Country, is there still a fallen black witch?