"Hmm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" a low groan sounded in the empty room, how clear and loud it was. As soon as he woke up from his slumber, he opened his hazy eyes, the blinding light made his head dizzy, and he closed his eyes for a while to get used to it, and shook his heavy head lightly.

Xueyi opened his eyes again, looked around, and was in a large room, and the silk and silver threads on the bed were soft and very noble. The "Dingguo Mountain and Sea Chart" hanging on the wall is from the national hand book Saint Tang Yuan, and several thick pillars are surrounded by giant dragons, which is extraordinary at a glance. In the past, a screen curtain was separated, and the wooden desk was faintly visible, and behind the case there was a golden dragon coiled gold bookcase, the dragon head was in the middle, and the dragon body was coiled very domineering and noble. There seemed to be a dragon aura rising faintly, guarding this room.

As soon as the blood wanted to get out of bed, how could he know that the injuries on his body would be affected by the movement, and the cold sweat flowed on the painful head. "Is there anyone? where is this? is there anyone?" the blood one shouted out the door.

A sound sounded, and more than a dozen people poured in outside the door, five or six old men dressed as doctors, and seven or eight maids, led by an old man with a whisk in one hand, and it was not appropriate to say that he was an old man, this first person looked like an old man, but his skin was fresh and fair, and he did not look like an old man.

"Quick, check General Xueyi's injuries, don't dare to slack off, carefully inspect it, come on! Go and report to the monarch, General Xueyi has woken up. The shrill voice of the leader came from his throat, like hundreds of ducks pinching their throats, like knives cutting glass, extremely harsh, and painful.

After the man finished speaking, the old men of the physicians rushed to Xueyi, stripped him of his clothes, looked, touched, cleaned this wound, scrubbed and scrubbed that wound. Then apply the medicine one by one and bandage it carefully. Blood Yi did not resist, maybe it can be said that he was powerless to resist, and could only be played by this group of old men. Uh, yes, it's a toy. Damn, under the eyes of a group of maids, Little Blood has been-played by this group of old immortals many times. Goosebumps fell all over the body, and my heart was like millions of grass and mud horses galloping past, rushing back and forth over and over again. As soon as the blood wants to die, he wants to be the leader of the "Blood Dragon Army", but today, he was unexpectedly, unexpectedly, woo, and was actually played by a group of old immortals. As soon as the blood raised his head at a forty-degree angle, he looked up at the roof at a forty-degree angle, and wept silently in his heart.

Why is it a 40-degree angle? Aren't they all 45-degree angles? Great, if you don't do this, you're seriously misleading us.

Ahem, I also want to look up at a 45-degree angle? But-, I have a cervical spine injury, woo woo, I don't want to mislead everyone, but the 40 degree angle is the top. Well, it's not forty degrees yet, so my brother borrowed a protractor to measure it. Blood was speechless and asked the sky!!

Ahem, okay, let's get down to business. Continue our journey.

For a full hour, the group of doctors was so careful that they almost knew a few hairs on Xueyi's body. And the blood one has lost a layer of skin, plus goosebumps in several places. Xueyi thought in his heart whether to wait for his injuries to heal and kill these people, otherwise his heroic image would be ruined like this. Blood is just thinking about it, after all, people have their own difficulties. After the blood went through this incident, in the countless years that followed, he didn't go to the doctor even if he was injured, and he didn't go to the doctor when he was killed. However, over time, Xueyi looked at his own injuries and became a peerless doctor.

Physicians can see injuries and illnesses for others, but few physicians see injuries and illnesses for themselves, and the physician's ancestor said: "It is the natural duty of physicians to save lives and help the wounded; If you heal yourself, you will be born of the hand. The rescuer was injured and sick tenfold. "So very few healers are self-medicated. Blood is not a healer, it is a wounded, and the wounded heal the wounded, and eventually become a miracle doctor, which no one expected. Well, that's just for later.

Now Xueyi is very disgusted in his heart, even if those maids bring delicacies from the mountains and seas, Xueyi has no appetite at all, and he is still very disgusting to look at, the long cod intestines, the bear's paws, etc., as well as the crystal clear white fungus abalone porridge. "Gross..."How do you look at it, how do you think about the little blood one who has been ravaged, and the big blood one of yourself. Woo woo, the blood is a complete tragedy. There are more tears than blood shed today. If the enemy knew that the dignified "Blood Dragon Army" was so unbearable, they didn't have to let the blood carry a big knife to cut and kill. All the just died laughing.

..............

"The monarch has arrived. "Drink step by step. The eunuch's shrill voice came, the blood was stirred one by one, goosebumps rose again, and the heart was cold, and cold sweat broke out. It's not that I heard the monarch arrive, but just the lethality of that shrill voice. It's this voice that makes itself... It's unbearable to look back!

I saw a middle-aged man walk in, with a square face, a pair of deep eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very infectious, making strangers have an inexplicable trust. Dressed in a yellow dragon robe embroidered with a dragon, it is very atmospheric and noble. It sets off the majesty of the monarch.

"See the Sovereign. Long live the monarch. The physician and the maid fell to their knees.

"Flat. The deep voice came from the mouth of the monarch, so that the people could not refute it, but only obeyed his wishes.

Only Xueyi was still lying on the bed unmoved, not kneeling, and did not look at the monarch. A message flowed through Ran Xueyi's heart: Huaxia Monarch: Jun Qianshan. Thirty-five years old. Heavenly king-level powerhouse. The cultivation is the Jun family's divine skill "Emperor". Legend has it that this miracle came from outside the sky, and automatically recognized the first generation of monarchs of the monarch's family: the monarch spared his life........ One message after another flowed through his heart, as the boss of the "Blood Dragon Army", of course he was not a reckless man, and the information of the powerhouses in the Hengxu Continent was also remembered one by one, so that he would not offend those who could not be offended.

"When the monarch arrives, why don't you get up and kneel? Someone is coming!" The eunuch's shrill voice sounded again, although he brought the doctor just now, and he also knew who the blood one was, but it was different from now, the monarch was here, and I said this to reflect my loyalty to the king. In the spirit of his own duty, this eunuch did not recognize people in a blink of an eye.

Xueyi pretended to get up and was about to salute, only to hear, "It's okay, General Xueyi is a strong general of my empire, and he is injured, so he is exempt from this worldly etiquette." General Xueyi can recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind. "Jun Qianshan Road, the voice is naturally mixed with the emperor's mental tricks, demagoguery. If it was an ordinary person, he would have gotten up and bowed down a long time ago, but who is the blood one? The soldiers who fought on the battlefield have experienced countless wars, large and small, and their hearts have long been like a rock. Even if it is the current supreme leader of China, Jun Qianshan, it is not enough.

"Thank you, Lord Longen, Your Majesty, I am on the orders of my family's absolute prince, and I have important letters to hand over to your lord. Xueyi said. The look in his eyes has never relaxed his vigilance. Why do you say that the prince is a prince? The palace of the king of Cang is a forbidden place in the Chinese Empire, and the country is China. The throne of the prince is hereditary, and the bloodline of the Cang family has the right to inherit the throne, and now there is only one person left in the Cang family, Cang is by no means the prince, who is the prince?

"Well, let's all go down. No one can approach the Xuankong Hall without my orders. Violators: No mercy. Jun Qianshan said to the eunuch, his tone full of murder.

The physician and the maid retreated with the eunuch, and the surroundings of the Xuankong Hall were immediately protected by countless Praetorian Guards. Not a single fly can fly in, and it is as solid as an iron bucket. The weapons of the Praetorian Guards were so bright that no one could doubt that these soldiers would not kill. If someone really dares to disobey the king's orders, even if it is the prince. This group of Praetorian Guards dared to kill the prince like a chicken and a dog.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about it now, right?" Jun Qianshan said.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for my offense, this is an order from the prince of my family himself, and it must be handed over to you by his own hands. As he spoke, he took out a knife and stabbed him in the right foot, digging out a letter in his calf. During the whole process, Xueyi's brows only frowned, and he didn't say anything.

Jun Qianshan looked at Xueyi's actions, and was secretly shocked in his heart: "It is worthy of being the leader of the Blood Dragon Army, the empire has such a strong general, I am very relieved." ”

Jun Qianshan took the letter, did not suspect the blood on it, and directly reached out to take it. I also think that Jun Qianshan is a monarch who is good at winning the hearts of the people, and he will not let go of the opportunity to win the hearts of the people. I saw a handprint of Jun Qianshan pressed on the letter, and a piece of paper appeared out of thin air.

A blood-colored light lit up the room, and a murderous aura rose to the sky. Jun Qianshan also used his true qi to form a defensive shield on the surface of his body, so as to see how he could resist this murderous aura. On the contrary, Xueyi did not resist under this murderous aura, but let go of his body and mind, like a fish in water, showing a look of enjoyment in this murderous aura.

"Unify the world, do you dare?"

Straight to Jun Qianshan's heart.

No one likes others to ask you so disdainfully, do you dare to shout angrily?

Jun Qianshan is not the same as ordinary people, so he will be enthusiastic when he is excited. Jun Qianshan just felt this murderous aura, and was secretly shocked in his heart: "The peak of the Heavenly King, the cangjue is actually ....."

Looking at the way the blood was enjoying it, Jun Qianshan looked at the blood quietly: "Is this what Cang Jue asked you to hand over to me?"

Xueyi didn't care and said, "Of course, the young marshal wrote it in front of me and handed it to me." "After finishing speaking, I ignored Jun Qianshan, even if he was a monarch, what if he was a monarch? I am now in a hurry to cultivate, under this powerful murderous aura, I have faintly touched the Heavenly King level. So Xueyi stepped up his cultivation and absorbed this murderous qi, so that he could break through as soon as possible and reach the coveted Heavenly King level.

"I didn't expect the son of King Cang to ..... He's only fourteen years old this year, right? Cang family, hehe, is the Cang family still called the Cang family if there are no demons?" Jun Qianshan thought. Then he shouted at those words: "Dare, why don't I dare?" Under the scolding of Jun Qianshan Heavenly King-level cultivator, those words dispersed and disappeared into the void. The cold murderous aura in the room poured into Xueyi's body like a violent wind.

Bang....

Jun Qianshan heard a loud noise, and the bed where the blood was lying collapsed. A breakthrough suddenly rose from between the collapsed bed.

Bang.....

Then there was another loud bang, and the roof flew straight away. The king of heaven has risen, and the roof of ordinary people dares to stop it? Get out of here.

A powerful momentum rose, and the blood broke through. Heavenly King.

Jun Qianshan was not annoyed and angry because the blood broke through and damaged the Xuankong Palace, but laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, unify the world, you dare, why don't you dare?"

Looking at the world, the wind and clouds gathered in the sky above the imperial capital of China, faintly soaring and surging like a dragon. It seems to respond to the words of the king of Jun Qianshan.

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