Chapter 686: 【V541】The truth
Chapter 686 [V541] The Truth
Yan Jiuchao grew up on a calculated basis. In the days without the protection of his parents, he suffered a lot of injuries, but it was the first time that it was so terrifying. When Ying Shisan held him in his arms, he almost suspected that he was dead. .
The Witch King is their last trump card. If even he can't heal the young master, then the young master doesn't need to cure any poison.
"Is there no way to cure it?" Yu Wan asked, looking at the Witch King.
Witch King said: "If it's just the damage caused by the self-destruction, it's not irreparable."
If the dantian is broken, he will reshape it for him; if the tendons are broken, he will connect it for him. Although it is a bit tricky, it is not enough with his current strength.
"Is there any other harm?" Yu Wan asked in confusion.
The Witch King said: "I think you know very well about the Holy King. The Holy King possesses all the power of the Soul Rakshasa in his body, and the Soul Rakshasa does not know how many masters he has swallowed... Such a Holy King explodes. It is very dangerous, and it stands to reason that he will be bombed to the ground, but you guess why he still has a breath?"
Yingliu blinked: "Isn't it because the young master dodged in time?"
This is an obvious guess. Anyone would think so, and the Witch King was no exception. However, he even raised doubts, which shows that the situation at the time was not so.
Shadow Six and everyone looked at the Witch King.
The Witch King snorted lightly: "With his little inner strength of the longevity art, no matter how much he dodges, he can't dodge it, unless—"
Speaking of this, the Witch King's voice paused, but Yu Wan's expression became solemn, and she took over the words: "Unless he has other skills in his body, he can compete with Soul Rakshasa."
"That's right." The Witch King gave Yu Wan an admiring look.
"But... Yan Jiuchao didn't know martial arts in the past, and the longevity formula was obtained from the ghost king. Afterwards, I practiced a little, but I didn't see him cultivating other skills..." Yu Wan, as Yan Jiuchao's bedside person , against him day and night, how could it not be clear what martial arts he practiced?
"We can testify that the young master really only knows the longevity formula." Ying Liu said with his fingers.
The Witch King did not explain in words, but stuck out his knuckled fingers and lightly tapped between Yan Jiuchao's brows.
Everyone instantly felt an unusually familiar aura coming towards them.
Shadow Thirteen frowned: "Soul Rakshasa?!"
Shadow Six took a deep breath!
That's right, it's the breath of Soul Rakshasa!
He thought he was mistaken, but since Ying Shisan said so, it must be true.
How could this be?
What did Soul Rakshasa do to the young master?
Why does the young master have the breath of Soul Rakshasa?
The Witch King sighed: "After the soul rakshasa self-destructed, the power in his body was originally intended to destroy Yan Jiuchao, but somehow, a considerable part was absorbed by Yan Jiuchao, precisely because of the absorption of these powers. , he resisted the self-exploding attack, but these skills are too powerful, destroying his dantian and tendons, so I really don't know whether it is his luck...or his misfortune."
People didn't expect the truth to be like this, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
Yu Wan said sternly: "Tell the truth, how can you save him?"
The Witch King paused, looked at her and said, "Do you want to save his life, or do you want to save his people?"
"What do you mean by that?" Yu Wan asked.
The Witch King glanced at the unconscious Yan Jiuchao: "He has absorbed a lot of skill in his body, among which there are soul rakshasas. , I will help him nourish the power of the soul Rakshasa, and he will possibly become the body of a Rakshasa."
Yu Wan lowered her eyes: "In other words, he will become a Soul Rakshasa, right?"
The Witch King looked at her sympathetically: "Yes, he has become a Soul Rakshasa, so he can naturally suppress the skills of those masters, but then he will no longer be Yan Jiuchao."
Yu Wan's hand buried under the wide sleeves was pulled into a fist: "What if... another situation?"
The Witch King said: "The other situation is that I suppress the breath of the Soul Rakshasa and try to force the Soul Rakshasa's skills out of his body. He will not become a Soul Rakshasa, but the skills of those masters who remain in his body will Will kill him slowly."
There is no way to even reshape his dantian, because the speed of his remodeling is far behind the speed of the destruction of those skills.
The Witch King sighed again: "I understand that this is difficult, you don't have to make a choice immediately, Jin'er, come out with me."
"Well." Zhou Jin went out with the Witch King sensibly.
Only Yu Wan and Ying Shisan were left in the room.
The three were silent, and no one spoke.
The situation that happened to the Witch King happened to them. They once complained about the Witch King. Why did they deceive themselves that the Holy King had become another Soul Rakshasa when they knew that the Holy King had become another Soul Rakshasa? Can't complain anymore.
It's true that a stone didn't hit my foot, I never know how much it hurts.
If they choose to make the young master a soul rakshasa, what is the difference from the original sorcerer king?
But if they didn't make such a choice, how could they be willing to watch the young master die?
"I..." Ying Liu understood that he shouldn't speak earlier than Yu Wan, but he couldn't hold back, "I'd rather Young Master live, whether he is a Soul Rakshasa or not! He is Young Master Yan, and I follow him! He is a soul rakshasa, and I follow him as well! If he wants my life, I will give it to him too!"
Shadow Thirteen... Isn't it the same idea?
No matter how sensible a person is, it's just because he hasn't encountered anything that makes him calm down.
At this moment, they all understood the Witch King.
After the young master became a soul rakshasa, it might not only endanger them, but also the people around them, but none of these could shake their determination to let the young master survive.
"Young madam, you make the decision." Ying Shisan said, although he hoped that the young master would survive, it was the young madam who really made the decision.
"Okay, let's invite the Witch King over." Yu Wan said softly.
Ying Liu went out and called the Witch King and Zhou Jin over.
"So soon to make a decision?" the Witch King asked.
Yu Wan nodded and looked into the Witch King's eyes: "I don't want him to become a Soul Rakshasa."
Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen's complexions changed.
The Witch King looked at the two of them, and then at Yu Wan: "Are you sure?"
Yu Wan stroked her bulging belly with one hand, and said with a sore throat, "I'm sure."
She held Yan Jiuchao's hand with the other hand, "He is a good young master, a good husband, and a good father. In his heart, there is something more important than life, and he definitely doesn't want to give up his life. The person to protect eventually becomes the person he himself wants to slaughter."
She had seen how the Holy King treated the Witch King and Zhou Jin, and Yan Jiuchao, who became a Soul Rakshasa, would also treat her and several children in the same way.
She is not afraid of death, losing him will be worse than death, but at the same time she also deeply understands that Yan Jiuchao never wants to be such a husband and father.
She was his wife and she respected his legacy.
"I hope you can understand me." Yu Wan said to Ying Thirteen and Ying Six.
Shadow Six lowered his head sadly.
Ying Thirteen took his hand and said with red eyes, "Let's listen to the young lady."
Ying Liu tugged Ying Thirteen's fingers tightly, and tears fell.
The Witch King sighed with emotion: "You...go and wait for me outside."
"I'll stay." Zhou Jin said.
"Alright." One more little witch king, one more hope of success.
"Young Madam, go back to your room to rest first, I'll let you know when there is news." After leaving the room, Ying Shisan whispered to Yu Wan.
Yu Wan shook her head: "No, I'll wait for him here."
Opposite the house is a small courtyard with peach trees. There is a stone table and several stone benches in the courtyard. Ying Shisan brought a cushion and placed it on the stone bench for Yu Wan to sit down.
Ping'er woke up early and they were in the room just now. She didn't dare to go in to disturb her. At this time, Yu Wan sat down outside, and she was busy waiting in front of her.
Yu Wan's expression was not right, and Ying Six and Ying Thirteen were not much better.
Ping'er didn't dare to ask any more questions, she just went to the kitchen to bring a pot of hot water and made Yu Wan her favorite rose tea.
Ping'er's tea-making skills are really hard to compliment, but no one is picky at this juncture.
Yu Wan held the hot tea in her hands, tears welling in her eyes.
Ping'er was terrified. After following the young lady for so long, she has never seen the young lady so rude. What happened to the young lady? No, you should ask the young master what happened?
Ping'er asked Ying Six and Ying Thirteen, and saw that the two of them also had red eyes.
Could it be that... is the Young Lord unable to save him?
An hour later, Zhou Jin's door opened.
Yu Wanteng stood up!
"Young Madam! Be careful!" Ping'er hurriedly protected her stomach, for fear that she would throw the child out of her too much force!
The Witch King and Zhou Jin walked out, their faces were extremely pale, and it seemed that the fighting with Soul Rakshasa had drained their witch power.
"How's it going?" Yu Wan squeezed her fingers and asked, she hoped that they would succeed, but she was afraid that they would succeed.
The Witch King opened his mouth: "We..."
(end of this chapter)