Chapter 1813: Do You Want to Regret It?

Ji Wenyuan closed his eyes.

For a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, opened his eyes, and read an obscure sentence in his mouth.

A large amount of purple gas escaped from the bell and flew out.

Ji Wenyuan stared at the direction where the purple qi flew away, and said, "Your Great Zhou Imperial Clan's purple micro star is bright and the dragon qi is vigorous. Even if these dragon qi were unrestrained, they still returned to their original positions. ”

Until there was no purple gas flying out of the bell, Zhao Shu retrieved the copper bell and said, "This copper bell, how can I destroy it?" ”

Ji Wenyuan retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Without dragon energy, this is an ordinary copper bell, just find a craftsman and throw it into the furnace." ”

Zhao Shu put away the copper bell and prepared to deal with it after he went back.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I have done as you asked, you can let me go now." ”

Zhao Shu swung his sword and cut the rope.

Ji Wenyuan rubbed his arm, looking much calmer. He sighed: "I wasted so many thoughts in vain, and in the end I fell short." ”

He shrugged, "Forget it, I'm sure I'll find something else." As long as King Qin can help me save Zhuangzhuang, I still admire you. ”

"How do you give you blood?"

"Of course you go back to the tribe with me."

"Impossible."

"What?" Ji Wenyuan was about to blow up again, "You promised me just now, do you want to go back?" ”

Zhao Shu raised his hand: "You calm down." Ji Wenyuan, you should know my identity, although I am the King of Qin, I can't make my own decisions and leave Kyoto at will. ”

Ji Wenyuan couldn't help frowning.

King Qin's military achievements were too great, and his prestige in the army was too high.

It was impossible for the Great Zhou court to let him hold military power all the time. And as a military general, it is a capital crime for him to return to or leave Beijing at will without a holy decree.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I can't control the affairs of your court. All I know is that you promised to help me save Zhuangzhuang. If you help me, I'll swear to turn your Great Zhou upside down! ”

Zhao Shu said: "You kidnapped the crown prince of the Great Zhou, thinking that the Great Zhou would easily let go of the Jiuli tribe? ”

Ji Wenyuan's expression was gloomy: "King Qin, then what do you mean?" ”

"The king means that you can take the king's blood and take it away."

"It's a long way...... What if it's useless to take it back? ”

"I believe that since you have the ability to resurrect Zhuang Yunshu, you must also have a way to save this bit of blood." Zhao Shu said lightly, "If you don't agree, this king can't do anything." After all, this king only promised to give you blood, and did not promise to go back with you. ”

"Count you ruthless."

Ji Wenyuan looked at him hatefully for a while, then stretched out his hand, "Give me the copper bell!" ”

Zhao Shu glanced at him and didn't move.

Ji Wenyuan was a little impatient: "Bring it, do you want me to carry your blood home with my hands?" Don't worry, gathering dragon qi is not such a simple thing, this failure, at least in ten years, I can't do it a second time! ”

Zhao Shu gave him the copper bell.

Ji Wenyuan caught the bell, read another incomprehensible sentence to the bell, and then returned it to Zhao Shu and said, "Use your blood to fill this bell." ”

The bell is the size of an adult man's fist, and it doesn't look big, but it's a little deep.

Zhao Shu glanced at it, then raised the knife and cut a cut on his wrist.

Immediately the blood gushed out and flowed into the brass bells.

Zhao Shu's expression was as usual, but the copper bell seemed to be bottomless, and it was never full.

Time passed little by little, Zhao Shu's face gradually turned white, and his lips began to lighten.

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