v7 Chapter 582： Assassinate (1/2)
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The black coffin of the emperor's corpse lives on the stone platform, with a faint corpse air lingering on it.
On the floor of the main hall, a corpse emperor knelt on one knee, his pale face was full of respectfulness, ”Master Emperor Corpse, after evacuating from Rong State that day, his subordinates were ordered to explore the whereabouts of Xiao Chen, and now they have gained something. According to intelligence, this person has already entered the army, and made meritorious service in the battle of the Rong country and the Jie country, and he was promoted to the fourth rank of Sanqi captain.”
”Join in the army?” The low and hoarse voice of the emperor's corpse came from the coffin. ”Fighting in the army and gaining feats are naturally the best choice to achieve a rapid rise... Now he is the governor of Sanqi. If you continue to delay, this person With the wings growing and the army sitting on it, it is undoubtedly more difficult to cut it down again!”
”Send this order, send the Black Moon Corpse Emperor to take action, kill this person in the army, and bring his body back!”
The Emperor Kneeling on the ground heard the name and his body was slightly stiff, and he respectfully responded, got up and took a few steps, then turned and strode away.
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The territory of Emperor Lu Le's corpse.
In Jie Yuan, this corpse was severely injured by Xiao Chen with a corpse nail, the body collapsed, and the soul was severely injured. Although it was lucky to save a life, the repair was severely damaged, and there was even a faint sign of falling to the corpse emperor rank. Summoned by the emperor's corpse, after this person was brought back to the Daqin Corpse Clan, he did not dare to have any delay, and he returned directly to his own territory to retreat and heal his injuries, and he dared not take a half step out of the retreat.
The corpse clan is inherently weak in sentiment and coolness, and there is an evil method that swallows high-level or similar-level cultivators to improve cultivation. The corpse emperor Lule is seriously injured, and there are many enemies in the corpse clan. Naturally, he knows the dangerous situation. He will never show up in the corpse clan territory before he recovers from his injuries.
”Ah...Xiao Chen...Xiao Chen!”
”If I don't die, I will eat your flesh and blood in the future, detain your soul, seal the corpse in the erosion, and endure endless suffering forever!”
”Ah...ah...”
In the secret room of Emperor Lu Le’s retreat and practice, there were crazy painful roars or spiteful curses from time to time, because it was mixed with the power of createable things, even if sound insulation was prohibited, all the guards outside could hear clearly, with all their faces. Pale, eyes full of horror.
After a long time, the painful wailing in the secret room ended. After a long time, there was a weak cry from it, ”Yuanqing, come in!”
The summoned corpse king's face paled instantly, and his eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. However, he had come under Lu Le's corpse emperor, and the soul had been banned, and there was absolutely no resistance.
But fourteen corpse kings had entered the secret room before, but no one left... the meaning of this, Yuan Qing naturally understood. But he still could only move step by step, entered the secret room and became the fifteenth corpse monk who disappeared in it.
The remaining corpse kings looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in each other's hearts!
If it continues, all of them will die and become a supplement to the treatment of the wounds of Emperor Lu Le. In this process of suffering and waiting for death, how can they be willing to stand still. The eyes of the remaining twenty-seven corpse kings showed a trace of blood at the same time, their eyes were icy cold!
Yishenyuan is slightly low, quite low-key among the corpse kings, but no one is seen at this moment. His slightly drooping eyes are shining with a trace of excitement and enthusiasm... The Corpse Emperor Lu Le, your soul is mine. !
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Big Wei Huo Clan.
”My lord, the investigation has returned the news that Xiao Chen, the ascending cultivator of the human world, is now joining the army, from the official to the Sanqi captain, and he is in charge of the army of five million.”
King Fen Tian sat high on the Crimson Throne, listening to the feedback from the monks below, his brows wrinkled slightly, his eyes flashing cold, ”In spite of the serious crisis, he can rise to the fastest in the great world. The way, it seems that if you want to kill him, you have to hurry up. The longer the delay, the more difficult it will be to shoot.”
Speaking of this, with a wave of the sleeves of King Fentian’s robe, a crimson light shot directly down and fell into the hands of the monk kneeling down. ”With this king's order, we will recruit the dead soldiers of Wei, sneak into the army and kill Xiao Chen. !”
”promise!”
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Weiyuan Hou Mansion.
”Miss Sun, here are your monthly bills and various expenditure items for this month. Madam ordered. Hou's family has a big business and various expenses are not a small amount. In order not to add more trouble to Hou Ye, we will To save use, let the old slave explain it to you, so that Miss Sun will not be dissatisfied.” The butler bent slightly, with a humble smile on his face, and there was nothing wrong with his expression.
Li Du looked at the few items used, his face gloomy, but he said nothing.