Chapter 1590 (1/2)

Liang Wenmei suddenly felt five thunder roaring into the sky, and her face was very white.

”Mother Princess!”

Seeing his mother's concubine tottering and falling down at any time, Duanmu Heng hurried forward and carefully held people.

Tears flashed in Liang Wenmei's eyes. She staggered forward two steps and looked at Lu Zijia almost with prayer. ”Jia'er, there's no other way?”

After decades of hard cultivation, I finally achieved success, but suddenly became a mortal. For practitioners, life is better than death.

What's more, the man lying in the Dragon bed is still the supreme king of Lin country!

How can I accept it? How can I accept it!

Lu Zijia looked at Liang Wenmei's grief. Although she wanted to say yes, in fact, she really had no other way.

Even though he knew it was cruel, Lu Zijia shook his head, ”I'm just a Xuan level Dan master now. It's the best result to keep the king's life.”

Thanks to the strong will of the king, they had to hold on. Otherwise, what they saw now was a withered bone of the king.

Liang Wenmei burst into tears when she heard the speech.

Duanmu was also very sad, ”Jia'er, can my father practice in the future?”

Lu Zijia thought and said, ”yes, but the talent and qualification may be worse before being poisoned.”

”As long as you can practice.” Duanmu Heng said excitedly.

As long as you can practice, there is hope over there.

Moreover, the father is the king of the state of Delin. Even if his talent is a little poor, he can push the cultivation to the foundation with natural materials and earth treasures.

Zhu Ji can live about 200 years. The future can only be said later.

Lu Zijia spent two days to completely remove the toxins in Duanmu Lin's body. The rest is the problem of conditioning.

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