Three hundred and sixty-seven, the Supreme Martial Arts Association (one hundred and six)

After the third watch at night, the lights are still high in the inner hall of the three clans.

Wang Zhi'an Ming stood outside the heavy account and looked at the imperial doctors in the inner hall who were still busy: the fate poison of the Aihua Demon Queen had become more and more serious, and the imperial doctor determined that this poison was flowing through the blood circulation system throughout the body and then began bloodletting and exchange blood therapy to suppress the toxin, which played a small role.

Dadian Si looked at the dark circles on An Ming's eyes and said, "Lord An Ming, it's useless for you to stay here, why don't you go back and rest early?"

An Ming smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and said, "How can I sleep." "——I have just been appointed to take over the ruling king of the demon clan, and I have not yet had enough court connections to stabilize my authority, and the demon queen who has a good impression of me has been poisoned like this. And it was poisoned within the scope of his own protection, if the demon queen couldn't survive this catastrophe, and then the eight nobles blamed it, I'm afraid that the seat he just sat on would not be held.

Life is so difficult.

An Ming shook his head helplessly, and walked down the third floor with heavy steps. The second floor of the three clans was still brightly lit, and the representatives of the eight nobles all gathered here, discussing something from ear to ear.

An Ming's heart trembled, and he said in his heart: Is this about to start attacking me?

After carefully observing the faces of the eight deputies, Wang Zhi'anming found that except for Huo Huolu, who had just lost his beloved daughter, was sitting on the chair with a sad face, the rest of the deputies all had solemn expressions.

When the delegates saw An Ming coming out, they got up one after another and walked towards An Ming step by step. An Ming hurriedly saluted respectfully, and said in a low voice, "Haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

The tall, long-bearded representative of the sulfur cloud group spoke, "Lord An Ming. As the spiritual representative of our entire demon clan, the demon queen is a real superstar who will fall forever, and my generation can't afford this catastrophe!"

"yes, yes. The rest of the delegates chimed in.

It seems that there is no level of accountability. Wang Zhi An Ming buried his head deeper, hugged his fists and said: "An Ming will definitely do all his financial and material resources to save the demon queen." ”

"Difficult. The tall and long-bearded representative shook his head and said, "We have just asked the Imperial Doctor, and according to the current situation, I am afraid that the demon queen will not be able to support it for a week." ”

An Ming frowned, raised his head and said, "So what do the princes mean......?"

"I still remember that before the Supreme Martial Arts Conference started, the elder of heaven and earth promised to fulfill a wish of the champion team, and we can use this wish to let the elder of heaven and earth come to the rescue of the demon queen. ”

"Ahh Wang Zhianming's face jumped, and he didn't react for a while.

The tall and long-bearded representative asked, "Lord An Ming thinks it's bad?"

An Ming turned his head and did not answer. I said silently in my heart: I made an oath with the elders of heaven and earth. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of this to win the head of the old man of heaven and earth. But the elder of heaven and earth was reluctant to say this oath in front of the public, and changed it to a wish that did not violate the law. Now that I think about it, I can really use this accident to save the life of the demon queen. ————But if I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid that I will not have the possibility of killing the old man of heaven and earth." Use the spirit of the demon clan to support the life of the demon queen. to save the demon clan's greatest enemy, the old man of heaven and earth, from dying. Is the business worth it?

An Ming's mind was flying. I gradually made up my mind, but there was no emotional change on my face at all.

"Lord Anming. The tall, bearded representative led the delegates to bow down with tears in their eyes. He said in a deep voice: "We have heard about the night of the fire, and we also know what Lord An Ming thinks in his heart. But only the demon queen of our clan can never die, our eight nobles can have today's status and wealth by the king's grace, and our eight nobles marry the royal family all the year round, the demon queen is not only our supreme symbol of power, but also our inseparable child! ”

An Ming still turned his head, his face was full of sorrow, and he didn't make any answer.

"Lord An Ming, if you can save the life of the Demon Queen, our eight nobles will definitely take the lead in the future and take the lead for the Lord. ”

An Ming's expression moved, but he still didn't speak.

"Lord Anming. The tall and long-bearded representative shouted, and his back foot and neck bent, and he was about to lead the representative of the eight nobles to kneel.

Wang Zhi An Ming hurriedly turned around and stopped with his arm, and said with tears in his eyes: "How can An Ming He De accept this great gift." Since the eight princes have decided to do so, An Ming should follow the wishes of the princes and desperately win the championship, so that the old man of heaven and earth can save the life of the demon queen. ”

"I've waited to thank Lord Anming. "Thank you, Lord Anming. ”

The eight representatives couldn't control their feelings, and they all stepped forward to hug and cry with An Ming.

...... In the blink of an eye, it was already the fourth watch.

On the high observation post outside the demon lair, An Ming was wearing a red and gold brocade cloak given by the royal family, standing here with strong bones and snow skin.

The cold moon is westward, and the grass and insects return to the hole.

An Ming took a breath of cold air in the wind, cleaned up his mood, and clasped his hands.

I didn't expect that these eight nobles always took advantage of some royal families on weekdays, and at this critical moment, they were all so loyal. Oh, I see. The eight nobles always rely on the royal relationship in front of the ordinary demons on weekdays, so they have been resentful in the hearts of the people for a long time. So in case the royal family really falls, they will be the first to have a bad life, so they have to desperately hold on to the safety of the demon queen.

An Ming thought about it, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then lowered his face, gritted his teeth and thought: But if I don't take this opportunity to get rid of the old man of heaven and earth, how can my grand cause be realized.

Hey, I never expected that a "weeping blood angel" would suddenly be killed, and I never expected that they would dare to attack the demon queen.

Wait, let me recall.

Hokhotimol once said that the Fateful Gene Gu was only effective for a specific bloodline, so didn't that mean that as long as I mastered the production method of this strange poison, I could also go the other way and make a fateful poison that was only effective for the gods of the Protoss?

Seeing the clue, An Ming was suddenly shocked, and continued to think: As long as this strange poison is successfully developed, I can borrow the financial and material resources of the eight nobles to develop a large number of them, and then secretly spread them to every corner of the world, and then I can push it to the "Weeping Blood Angel Group" in one fell swoop, and I will end up clean. If all goes well, wouldn't my great wish to reverse the fate of the demon clan be fulfilled in just ten years?

"Ha!" An Ming smiled loudly, if it weren't for the demon queen's illness, he couldn't be mistaken by others, An Ming really wanted to laugh happily at this time.

Heaven is actually not kind to me! I already have a way to deal with the Thunder Emperor and his wife, and it is not too difficult to win the Supreme Martial Arts Championship, and now the eight nobles have promised to obey me, just follow my plan and walk on foot, I think I am eighty percent sure that I can severely damage the Protoss.

When the time comes, I will happily be the master of Zhongxing, and let the people of the demon clan pass on my life's achievements as a "savior saint" from generation to generation.

Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha!

The corners of An Ming's eyebrows raised, and his heart was indescribably happy.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, blowing An Ming's cloak up and down. Xuefu hurriedly lifted his cloak to block the wind for An Ming, and then suppressed An Ming's messy cloak and said, "Lord An Ming, it's not too early, rest early." ”

An Ming restrained his smile and nodded silently.

Xuefu gently smoothed the corners of An Ming's clothes, and suddenly said curiously: "Lord An Ming, what is on your shoulder?"

An Ming was stunned, and tore off the cloth on his shoulders to see that there were a few purple dots on his sturdy shoulders that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Into the skin, into the blood, into the bones.

The red and gold brocade cloak given by the royal family turned out to have been tampered with a long time ago. (To be continued......)