There was no temperature in a room on the thirteenth floor of the Witch Palace, and there was no trace of popularity.

Wu Zu, who was lying flat on the bed, had his eyes closed, his collapsed cheeks were covered with a layer of ash, and his scattered white hair and beard on his chin had lost their former luster, as messy and fragile as dead grass.

The person kneeling at the head of the bed also had his eyes closed, his gray hair was scattered, and his face was not much better than that of Wu Zu.

His hands were all spread like eagle claws and clasped on Wu Zu's head, and with his heavy breathing, a few wisps of white smoke floated out of Wu Zu's ears and nose.

Wu Zu's entire body twitched violently, and when it finally stopped, Wu Zu's already fragile body dried even more, and even the dark green witch robe seemed to be covered with a layer of gray. If it weren't for the fact that he could still see the shallow and slow rise and fall of Wu Zu's chest, anyone would think that Wu Zu had gone to see the gods.

The face of the kneeling person turned even paler, and the hand that was clasped on Wu Zu's head trembled, and after this breath, he didn't know who was more painful.

The few wisps of white smoke swirled around the trembling hands in confusion, and the kneeling person leaned forward slightly, and between exhaling and inhaling, a few wisps of white smoke seemed to find a direction and directly penetrated the person's mouth and nose.

The man slowly opened his eyes, his gray hair was gradually turning black, and his pale face was gradually becoming ruddy. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Wu Zu who was dying on the bed, with a satisfied face.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door, and someone said, "Wu Zu, the emperor wants to see you." ”

As soon as the words outside the door fell, a low roar came clearly into the house, "Get out!"

Immediately after, the door was kicked open!

The kneeling man raised his eyes to look at the broken door panel and the menacing group of people, and bent down calmly in the kneeling posture, "Duqian has seen the emperor, An." ”

Yao Chu's pupils contracted sharply, and the fire aura that was originally blocked from entering the Witch Hall suddenly added another layer of disbelief.

He knew that Duqian was ambitious, but he didn't expect Duqian to be the real author of that rebellion!

At that time, Duqian not only had just entered the witch hall not long ago, but he seemed to be just an ordinary witch!

[He may live longer than me!]

Wu Zu's words still echoed in his ears, Yao Chu suppressed the doubts in his heart, quietly scanned the house, and finally settled on the bed Wu Zu who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and the hand on the handle of the knife unconsciously tightened, and walked forward.

Seeing the person on the bed, Yao Chu's face immediately sank, "How long has Wu Zu been like this?"

"Back to the Emperor, that is, not long after the death of Ban Dawu. Duqian bent down again and stood up.

Yao Chu lifted his armor and half-knelt on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to probe the witch ancestor's snort, and touched his dry body, his already gloomy face suddenly became frosty, and he glared at Duqian angrily and asked, "As a witch, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Back to the Emperor. Du Qian said expressionlessly: "I am a witch disciple of Wu Zu, and Wu Zu will not let me say it." ”

Yao Chu didn't have the heart to pay attention to Duqian's confrontation, and ordered: "You go out, I will sit alone with Wu Zu for a while." ”

Du Qian frowned imperceptibly, "Great Emperor, Wu Zu ......"

"Get out!"

With a low roar from Yao Chu, the emperors raised their weapons in unison and aimed them at Duqian.

Duqian's hand shrunk in the cuffs tightened, half-lowering his eyes to hide the murderous intent inside, Wu Zu is not dead, he must not let Wu Zu and Yao Chu be alone!

"Great Emperor, Wu Zu's condition is not good, and he can't leave half a step. ”

Yao Chu stood up, stared at Du Qian and sneered: "Then tell me, how did Wu Zu become like this?"

The confrontation between the two sides had reached the point of triggering, and a sudden murmur of pain from the bed successfully diverted the attention of both sides.

Maybe it was because of the disturbance of the knocking on the door, or maybe it was because of the tense atmosphere, Wu Zu's eyelids moved slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

Yao Chu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Wu Zu would be fine, Wu Zu's ability was to heal, how could there be anything!

"Wu Zu, are you okay?" Yao Chu's face softened a lot, and he half-knelt on the side of the bed again and held Wu Zu's raised hand, but his heart "chuckled", this was still like a living person's hand, like holding a piece of white bone, cold and stiff.

Wu Zu had a gasp of breath but not breath, and it took a while to spit out two words: "Big ...... Emperor. ”

Yao Chu's heart that he had just put down was pinched again, Wu Zu was afraid that something was really wrong like this, he glanced at Du Qian, who was still standing on one side, and his anger immediately surged, "What are you still doing here, go out!"

"Don't ......" Wu Zu was angry, "let ...... He's here, I'm ...... I have something to say...... Say ......"

Du Qian stared at the people on the bed, and glanced at the few emperors who had not yet withdrawn their weapons, ready to shoot at any time.

"Great Emperor......" Wu Zu sat up with Yao Chu's hand, and after a moment of breath, he said the following words: "I...... Died...... Succession ...... The position of the Witch Ancestor ......"

Yao Chu closed his eyes, swallowed the sourness in his heart, and said slowly: "Wu Zu, you will be fine." ”

Wu Zu suddenly grabbed Yao Chu's hand tightly, his cloudy eyes were almost out of his sockets, and he stared at Yao Chu deadly, "My ...... When the day comes, the emperor must ...... Listen to me. ”

Facing Wu Zu's gaze, Yao Chu frowned, and nodded with difficulty for a while.

Wu Zu got a satisfactory answer, and also exhausted all his strength, and the whole person instantly collapsed and fell into a coma again.

Yao Chu quickly caught the person and gently put it back on the bed, threw down the words "take good care of Wu Zu", and hurriedly left the Wu Palace with the emperors.

Duqian knelt beside the bed again, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of mockery.

It was you who hurt me at the beginning and I didn't succeed, but I didn't expect you to help me this time, since this is the case, I will keep you for a while.

But this time it's not you who will win!

Yao Chu didn't know what method Wu Zu used to lead out Duqian, and he didn't understand why Wu Zu, who had the ability to heal, was dying, and he didn't see what ability Duqian had!

The only thing that is certain is that Wu Zu was killed by Duqian!

But Wu Zu didn't let him take care of him!

Yao Chu silently lucked his luck, he knew that Wu Zu would be in danger, he would never agree, but now there is no room for recovery.

He can only deploy the future as soon as possible, and he must not let the situation continue to deteriorate!

I have always been the enemy in the past, and this time I will also give you a taste of being assassinated, let's count the new and old grudges together!

Yao Chu bit his fingertips and fed fresh blood into the mouths of the two witch birds, and in the blink of an eye, the witch birds disappeared.

Two witch birds fly in the same direction, but their destinations are completely different.

Skars and Daeyi ......