Because of this, Donghuang Taiyi knew that this blood-colored slurry was another life at all.

He longed to have.

However, it is more clear that this kind of artifact should be reserved for the most critical time, rather than wasted at this moment.

Therefore, at this moment, Donghuang Taiyi suppressed the heat in his heart and shook his head to refuse.

.......

"The current situation is complicated, my Great Qin Society is in danger, if the news of your injury comes out, the Hundred Families of Princes, the Alliance of Qi Practitioners, and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms will inevitably make a big fuss!"

Qin Jun understood the thoughts of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi: "The Eastern Emperor doesn't have to worry, the main thing is now, without you, I can't attack the world alone!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Donghuang Taiyi and Fu Nian were grateful, they naturally knew that the pot of blood-colored slurry given by Qin Jun would not only heal all their injuries, but also greatly increase their cultivation.

Thinking that the cultivation of martial arts would increase, and even the physical body would be refined, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Fu Nian were even more grateful to Qin Jun.

Although they are all handsome for a while, there are many handsome men in the world.

And if you want to improve your cultivation, except for the Qi Practitioner Alliance, even if it is the Hundred Schools of Princes, there is no very good way.

This is also the reason why the Hundred Schools of Thought have always been subordinate to the Alliance of Qi Practitioners.

However, Qin Jun does not hide his selfishness.

The creation of martial arts was passed down to the Great Qin Ruishi and the Great Qin courtiers, and now it is a gift of divine objects such as blood-colored slurry, which makes the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Fu Nian see a strong hope.

........

For blood-colored slurry, Qin Jun is naturally rare, but compared to talents, blood-colored slurry is not worth mentioning.

As long as these people live, he will be able to stabilize Great Qin.

In order to kill more strong people, the blood-colored slurry will inevitably be endless.

Which is more important, Qin Jun naturally distinguishes clearly.

"Huang Shigong, how is Xiang Yu's injury?" Qin Jun walked into the room, looked at the unconscious Xiang Yu, and said.

Qin Jun knew in his heart that in this battle, it seemed that Xiang Yu was the first to fight the battlefield, but Xiang Yu was the most seriously injured.

After all, the White Tiger withstood Li Heng's pinnacle blow!

And Xiang Yu is the backbone of protection, so naturally he will be the hardest hit, if it weren't for the fact that there are two thousand Great Qin Ruishi to share the damage, I'm afraid that Xiang Yu would have already become a corpse.

At this moment, Qin Jun attached great importance to Xiang Yu.

In a battle outside Handan City, Xiang Yu has proven his worth.

Such a peerless genius, Qin Jun naturally didn't want to lose it.

"Your Majesty, Xiang Yu was severely injured by Li Heng's sword qi, and his internal organs were traumatized, I am afraid that he will recuperate for a while!" Huang Shigong's eyes flashed with a smear of gray: "Even if the minister goes all out, I am afraid that he will fall into the sequelae." ”

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Qin Jun looked at Huang Shigong and said, "You have also worked hard to rest, Xiang Yu will be handed over to me here!"

"No. ”

Qin Jun was so mysterious that although Huang Shigong was worried, he still nodded and turned to leave.

He believed that Qin Jun must have the means to treat Xiang Yu.

........

After Huang Shigong left, Qin Jun clasped his two fingers on Xiang Yu's wrist, and a look of understanding flashed under his eyes.

Xiang Yu's veins are normal, and he is far stronger than the average person.

His gaze fell on the huge wound in his abdomen, and with a tap of Qin Jun's fingertips, blood-colored slurry dripped out, scattering into blood-colored silk threads in mid-air, entering Xiang Yu's abdominal wound.

As the blood-colored serous fluid entered Xiang Yu's wound, the wound continued to squirm and began to scab and heal.

"Uh-huh.......!"

After a while, Xiang Yu woke up.

"Your Majesty?"

Slowly opening his eyes, Xiang Yu asked with some hesitation.

In his opinion, this scene was extremely abnormal, after all, the face that appeared in front of him belonged to Qin Jun, Xiang Yu knew that he would never dream of Qin Jun in his dreams.

"Ziyu, are you awake?"

Seeing Xiang Yu wake up, Qin Jun was also relieved.

After all, the best effect of the blood-colored slurry is to take it by yourself and then refine it, which can not only heal the wounds, but also polish the body and improve the cultivation of martial arts.

Qin Jun naturally saw that Xiang Yu was a wizard who practiced martial arts, and this pot of blood-colored slurry would greatly increase Xiang Yu's cultivation, and even step into the realm of martial artists.

Thinking that in less than a few months, Xiang Yu went from the first contact with the martial arts, connecting breakthroughs, and breaking through to the martial arts, even Qin Jun, who created the Dao, felt shocked.

At this moment, Qin Jun believed that there were geniuses in this world.

"Your Majesty has seen ——!," Xiang Yu struggled to get up from the bed.

Qin Jun waved his hand, facing Xiang Yu, and said, "There is a pot of blood-colored slurry here, which is very useful for your injuries and cultivation improvement!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

........

If you have merit, you will be rewarded, and if you have done it, you will be punished.

This reward and punishment is the strongest weapon in the hand of a king. Han Feiziyun: Reward and punishment are the power of the Son of Heaven, and they will not be investigated, nor will they be faked.

Only when rewards and punishments are clear can soldiers be loyal.

Only by holding rewards and punishments in one's own hands can the king's high position be demonstrated.

If it is handed over to someone else, it will be a minister.

Therefore, Qin Jun pretended to be someone else, but this reward and punishment was done by himself every time.

In particular, the god of this blood-colored slurry is rewarded.

Qin Jun understands better than anyone that this time is the best time to buy people's hearts.

Overmatch!

Becoming stronger is the common pursuit of all people in the world.

The thought flickered in his heart, and Qin Jun finally gave a pot of blood-colored slurry to Huang Shigong and Zhang Liang, there is a way that there is no unevenness, since it is a reward, everyone who must participate in the war has it.

It's just that Qin Jun rewarded him according to the importance of participating in the war, so as to achieve it, he would mention the return of everyone to their hearts.

"Your Majesty, ...... this?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Liang's eyes, and at this moment, he had a trace of speculation in his heart.

"Haha......!"

Smiling slightly, Qin Jun looked at Zhang Liang and Huang Shigong: "Hasn't the ovary been speculating about why I was cured in just half an hour, everything is due to it!"

"I call it blood-colored slurry, although the two of you are not injured, but taking it, it can also increase your cultivation and greatly increase the strength of your physical body.........!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang's heart was shocked, and he glanced at Huang Shigong, and hurriedly bowed solemnly to Qin Jun, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, ——!."

"Hmm!"

With a slight bow, Qin Jun said to Zhang Liang and the others, "Cultivate well, the next Great Qin will inevitably be full of storms, I don't want every time something big happens, it will be me who is the emperor rushing to the front——!"

"The minister understands!"

Zhang Liang and Huang Shigong bowed solemnly to Qin Jun with solemn expressions.

They all know that what Qin Jun said is the crux of the Great Qin Empire now, among the entire Great Qin Empire, the Human Emperor is the most powerful, so that in the entire Great Qin, there are only Qin Jun, Fu Nian, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and three strong people who can handle it.

A dignified person, the king of a country, who does it himself, is a shame.