Chapter 682: 【V537】Mighty Little Gu Emperor! (two more)
Chapter 682 [V537] The mighty little emperor! (two more)
Zhou Jin slowly raised his hand and touched the iron chain trapped on the woman's body. Just as he was about to remove the chain, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
"Ah!" Zhou Jin withdrew his hand uncomfortably and covered his aching chest, and at this moment, his consciousness became clearer.
He took a step back and looked at the woman trapped by the black iron chain in shock.
He is the descendant of the Witch King, and he has amazing magic power since he was a child. He has always been the only one who can confuse others.
It wasn't the little Gu Gu that woke him up in time, he had already done something irreversible.
The Holy King saw that Zhou Jin was awake, and her gentle expression instantly turned cold. Her eyes were fixed on Zhou Jin's heart, and the corners of her lips twitched in disdain: "Little, Gu, Emperor?"
Feeling her killing intent towards Little Gu Gu, Zhou Jin moved further and further away from her.
The Holy King smiled and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, I'm your mother, I won't hurt you."
Zhou Jin looked at her calmly without speaking.
The Holy King said bewitchingly: "What? They didn't tell you, am I still alive? I didn't die, the soul rakshasa died. I came back intact and came to reunite with your mother and son."
Zhou Jin's eyes flashed with vigilance.
Sage King said: "Don't be afraid, come here quickly, let mother see, mother's little Zhou Jin has grown so big."
Because of being suppressed by the black iron chain, she couldn't perform the soul-absorbing technique, but it did not prevent her from performing illusion techniques on her son who was in the same blood as "herself".
"Come, come to my mother." She looked at Zhou Jin and said.
Zhou Jin struggled under her illusion.
The body of the Holy King suddenly twitched, and when the Holy King regained consciousness, the entire aura changed.
She shouted with red eyes: "Go! Go! Don't come here! Don't come near here! Don't listen to me anymore!"
Zhou Jin was startled.
"Quick..." Before she could finish her words, her body twitched again, and when she opened her eyes again, she was back to that gentle and amiable mother.
"Be good, come to my mother's side..."
Zhou Jin took a step forward.
The Holy King twitched again.
She cried out: "Don't come here! Let you go!"
Zhou Jin paused.
The Holy King smiled charmingly: "Be good, come quickly, my mother misses you..."
Zhou Jin's steps were about to stop listening to his own orders.
Suddenly, a powerful magic power shrouded in and penetrated into the mind of the holy king. The holy king's eyes darkened and he fainted.
Zhou Jin also fell down without strength, but the pain in his imagination did not come, and he fell into a warm embrace.
The Witch King hugged him and asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"
Zhou Jin gave him a weak look.
"What happened?" Ying Shisan entered the house with a long sword in hand, and saw the witch king wearing a cloak and Zhou Jin, who was slightly weak in the arms of the witch king, and roughly guessed the origin of the dragon.
He put away the sword, walked over with a blank face, and took Zhou Jin from his arms: "Give it to me, I'll take him back to the room."
The Witch King looked at his pale son, nodded, and let go.
Ying Thirteen wanted to send Zhou Jin back to the room, but Zhou Jin grabbed Ying Thirteen's sleeve.
Ying Shisan understood and said, "You were sleeping just now, and I didn't have time to tell you something. If you want to hear it, just stay."
Zhou Jin is not an ordinary child, they never deliberately hide anything from him.
"I'll stay." Zhou Jin said.
"That's good." Ying Shisan turned to the Witch King and said, "The Witch King also invites you here."
Xu expected that he would come to the door, and no one was surprised by the Witch King's visit in the middle of the night.
Ying Thirteen took Zhou Jin to the study, where Yan Jiuchao was already waiting for him.
Ying Liu accompanied Yan Jiuchao by his side, seeing Ying Thirteen hug Zhou Jin over, hurriedly moved a chair to him, Ying Thirteen put Zhou Jin down.
"The Witch King visited in the middle of the night, but for the Holy King?"
"That's right." The Witch King said without hesitation, "I guess she will come to you."
Ying Thirteen said coldly: "You are wrong, she didn't come to find us, she came to Zhou Jin, it just happened that Zhou Jin lived with us."
This is to remind the Witch King how much danger he has brought to his own son because he cannot let go.
The Witch King said softly: "You don't have to remind me deliberately, I know."
Shadow Thirteen asked: "Then what are you going to do? You have also seen that Soul Rakshasa will not let you and your son go."
The Witch King said sternly: "The Soul Rakshasa will not, but Ah Yan will."
Ying Thirteen said: "Are you talking about the Holy King? How can you believe that the Holy King is dead and she will never come back."
The Witch King shook his head: "No, she's not dead, she's just controlled by the memory of the Soul Rakshasa. I saw her, I believe... Jin'er saw it too." The Witch King said, looking fixedly at Zhou Jin looked pale.
"Did you really see the Holy King just now?" Ying Liu asked Zhou Jin in a low voice.
Zhou Jin recalled and nodded lightly, "Yes."
Judging from the situation just now, the woman who shouted to let him leave seems to be his mother, the Holy King.
The Witch King's eyes lit up: "Look! Jin'er saw her too! I'm not wrong! Ah Yan is still alive! We just need to wipe out the consciousness of the soul rakshasa!"
Ying Thirteen and Ying Six looked at Yan Jiuchao in unison.
Yan Jiuchao said lightly: "How are you going to erase it?"
Witch King said: "While Soul Rakshasa's consciousness is weak, I can use witchcraft to erase it."
"What if it fails?" Yan Jiuchao asked.
The Witch King opened his mouth and said, "I won't fail, I'm sure, but I need you to protect the law for me, and I may borrow some things from you."
Yan Jiuchao neither opposed nor responded.
The Witch King understands that this young man is not so easy to compromise, but the opportunity is in front of him, and he has to seize it. After thinking for a moment, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I promise you, whether it is successful or not, this is the first time. Once, and for the last time, if I fail, she... she'll let you handle it, and then there's the Witch King's tears... I'll give it to you too."
Seeing that Yan Jiuchao was still silent, the Witch King said again: "Aren't your people caught in the soul-absorbing technique? If Ah Yan wakes up, with the power of the two of us, it may be possible to wake up Grandma and the others."
After a long while, Yan Jiuchao opened his mouth: "What do you need?"
…
Mu Qing was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes. Such eyes are a bad omen in the Emerald Kingdom, but in the Wu clan, they are inspired by the blessing of the gods. The Wu King asked for a few drops of his blood, and another drop of the Gu Emperor's blood.
The little Gu Gu is still small, and the blood volume is very low. Once a drop of blood is put down, it will be lighter! ! !
The purest wizard and saintess stones are also prepared.
"It's too late for you to go back on it now." Yan Jiuchao said.
"I don't regret it," said the Witch King.
"I won't fail, right? I'm so nervous." Ying Liu grabbed Ying Thirteen's hand.
Ying Thirteen looked at Eye Shadow Six's slender fingers, his eyes moved, and he said, "Of course there are risks, but there is no other way."
Soul Rakshasa is absolutely impossible to save Grandma and the others. If it is as the Witch King said, then calling back the Holy King is the only way.
Several people chose a secluded mountain forest.
The Witch King made an array.
Yan Jiuchao protected the Dharma for him.
Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen are ready to give the Witch King what he needs at any time.
The Holy King was tied to a tree.
"I'm going to start," said the Witch King.
"Yeah." Yan Jiuchao nodded.
"How much has the young master's power recovered?" Ying Liu asked in a low voice.
"70%." Ying Shisan said.
The Witch King sat cross-legged, pinched a magic formula, and the vast Witch Power poured out, covering the Holy King in an instant.
Afterwards, the Witch King, like a shredded cocoon, pushed the majestic Witch Power into the Sage King's veins and poured into the Sage King's mind.
Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, and it seems to be very smooth. The witch king's magic power has already entered the holy king's body. Next, it is time to imprison the consciousness of the soul rakshasa and wipe it all out, but at this moment, The Holy King suddenly opened his eyes.
The witch power in her body was completely sucked into her dantian, and the witch king was startled. The next second, Yan Jiuchao made a decisive decision, flew up, and slapped the holy king's face with a palm.
"don't want--"
The Witch King rushed over and hugged the Holy King.
The palm of Yan Jiuchao landed on the back of the Witch King, the Witch King spit out a mouthful of blood, and the black iron chain stained with the Witch King's blood broke in an instant. Almost at the same time, the Holy King broke through the Holy King. The prohibition almost drained the Witch King's magic power.
"Hahahaha..." The Holy King rose up into the sky, hooking the corners of his lips bloodthirsty, "That's great, the ban is gone, and my injury is healed, thank you so much!"
Ying Thirteen's expression changed: "Oops! I've been fooled! The Holy King has never appeared since the beginning, and what Zhou Jin saw... all pretended to be Soul Rakshasa! The purpose is to make Zhou Jin believe that he saw his mother. !"
What a deep scheming!
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