Chapter 173: The Blood of the King

King Loulan stood in front of the door, looking at this young man with a normal face, and his heart was turbulent.

The last time he saw this man was seventeen years ago, and at that time this man was already a dying old man, but seventeen years later, he could be rejuvenated to this point.

At first, the king of Loulan still had the hope that he might be a deceitful and famous thief in the name of a miserable old man, and at most he would be no more than a descendant of his disciples and grandchildren.

But now, King Loulan is more and more convinced that the man in front of him is the original miserable old man Ning Huan.

"How did you get to be the way you are?" King Loulan couldn't help but speak.

Ning Huan looked at this king of Loulan who dared to speak, and his expression was a little joking: "What, do you want to learn?" ”

King Loulan hurriedly bowed his head: "Don't dare." ”

"Actually, if you want to learn, I can teach you." Ning Huan chuckled and said, "It's just after you retrieved the Bone Erosion Sword for me. ”

King Loulan's whole body trembled, he didn't know why the Bone Erosion Sword was in front of him, and Ning Huan didn't want to take it himself, if it was because he was afraid that there would be any arrangements such as hidden weapons, King Loulan himself didn't know if there was a hidden weapon.

This is his own kingdom treasure room.

But if there is anything else strange, King Loulan really doesn't know anything.

Now that the door of the treasure room has been opened, King Loulan glanced back at Ning Huan, and Ning Huan also looked at him expressionlessly, this young man has black hair and black eyes, his complexion is white and smooth like jade, and he even looks like a woman handsomely.

This made King Loulan shudder even more in his heart.

He took a step forward, but his mind was reminded of the first time he had seen the miserable old man.

At that time, he was still the third prince of Loulan Kingdom, and the king at that time was very old, gradually aging and faint, changing the order every day, killing and seizing, which made everyone frightened and everyone was in danger.

He was a strong contender for the throne at that time, and the king at that time had promised him to pass the throne to him in a hundred years, but then the third prince gradually discovered that the old king had said such things to almost every adult son of his own, and he even said that he wanted to watch his sons check and balance each other and kill each other.

And at that time, the third prince had reached the most dangerous point.

He gradually fell out of favor and was about to be imprisoned, reduced to a prisoner to be slaughtered.

In desperation, he could only fight to the death.

And at this time, someone recommended to him this peerless master called the miserable old man.

But he promised the miserable old man that if the other party could help him ascend to the throne of Loulan, then he would rather share the world with this peerless master.

Anyway, it's a blank check that hasn't arrived, and no matter how much you promise, it's not an exaggeration.

But this person named Ning Huan calmly refused.

He only made a request that seemed ridiculous and insulting to the third prince.

That is, after he succeeded to the throne, all the ladies of the royal family had to provide him with three days and three nights.

King Loulan, who did not hesitate in the face of the shared kingdom, did not directly agree for the first time in the face of this ridiculous and humiliating request.

Then he heard Ning Huan's calm and playful laughter: "Why, the world is so big, it can't compare to a few women?" ”

Stimulated by this, King Loulan gritted his teeth and agreed to Ning Huan's request.

At that time, he was still lucky—no matter how brilliant this miserable old man's martial arts were, how could he alone be worth the trained army of thousands.

But that night, the white-haired old man carried his evil dark green bone sword into the imperial city alone.

At dawn, the old man carried a bone sword dripping with blood and invited him to enter the imperial city and ascend the throne.

The third prince will be skeptical.

But knowing that he walked into the imperial city and saw the corpses all over the city, his first reaction was to fall to his knees and cry bitterly.

He was not crying over the death of his parents and brothers.

Instead, he cried that he had been involved with a terrible demon.

On that day, Ning Huan killed all the men of the Loulan royal family with one person and one sword, making the third prince the only rightful heir.

Then before the third prince lived in the palace, Ning Huan lived in the palace for three days and three nights.

The third prince never asked what had happened in the palace during the three days and three nights, and he would never want to know.

He only knew that Ning Huan left his sword here when he left, saying that one day he would come to fetch it.

So the third prince put this bone-eroding sword in the deepest part of his royal treasure room.

He never imagined that this kind of waiting would be seventeen years.

Just when he thought he would never meet this terrible man again, he came back like this.

And with a more youthful and powerful body.

King Loulan dragged his heavy body forward step by step, and then came to the dark green bone sword, he held the cold bone sword with one hand, and then pulled it out from the sword platform with force.

This bone sword was much heavier than King Loulan had imagined, and it didn't feel like a bone, but like some kind of metal.

But this bone sword was quite rough polished, and when I held it in my hand, I felt that the handle was slightly prickly.

He held the bone sword in both hands, and felt that he could barely lift it, he could only drag the bone sword towards Ning Huan, step by step, step by step.

Each step is heavier than the last.

But finally, King Loulan still came to Ning Huan with this bone sword: "I brought it." ”

He said in a low voice.

King Loulan felt that his eyes were a little dark.

"Do you know why I left this sword here?" Ning Huan quietly looked at the man in red in front of him and said.

King Loulan shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"I'll tell you if I don't know." Ning Huan smiled and said, "This bone-eroding sword is a sword made from the teeth of a strange beast, sharp and strong, unparalleled in the world. ”

"It's just that although the sword is good, it needs to be conceived with blood, and the more noble the blood, the more beautiful the flower can be irrigated."

"That's why I agreed to your deal in the first place."

"It is also to use the blood of your Loulan royal family to raise this bone-eroding sword."

"It's been seventeen years now."

"Isn't this sword very heavy in your hand? Isn't it very prickly? ”

Ning Huan's laughter had a slight smell of evil and ghostly.

"Seventeen years of sword raising, and today's Kaifeng also needs the blood of a king."

"You have been king for seventeen years."

"Now, it's time to repay me."

King Loulan stood in place, wanting to scold, but he couldn't say a word.

His palm had been pierced by the bone spurs on the Bone Eater Sword, and blood couldn't stop flowing out, and then it was absorbed by the Bone Sword.

He was able to go all the way, and he had exhausted all the strength of his body.

King Loulan raised his head and looked at Ning Huan's flawless face.

"You, you don't have a good death."

"Thank you very much." Ning Huan smiled and spoke.

Then he pointed out lightly, and the whole person of King Loulan fell straight to the ground, and he had lost his life.

Only the dark green bone sword was left, and it was still stuck straight into the stone ground, and in the hole of the bone sword, bright red blood flowed through.

The cycle goes on and on.

Ning Huan held the bone sword.

"Long time no see."