After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

"I don't even know where the warlock is now."

Jiang Qi's face was condensed and ugly, "What does this mean?"

Emperor Ming heaved a long sigh, his expression seemed to be recalling something, "I met that sorcerer when I was out on a tour, I don't know his origin, I only know his name——Wangsheng."

"The appearance looks like he is only in his early twenties, but he has white hair and long silver beard."

At that time, Yue Huan was 12 years old and had endured serious illness for 12 years.

His temper became more and more surly and arrogant, Emperor Ming saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, the past life he met by chance on the way just stared at his face for a few more times, and then stopped his way.

"At first, I thought he was just a charlatan and ignored him. Until he told about Yue Huan's illness and gave him a solution, I had no choice but to believe it."

"I inquired many ways, and I really found your most yin body, which is rare in a hundred years, so I sent troops to Dazhou."

"You know what happened next."

The hopeless death on Emperor Ming's face was slowly dissipating, looking at Yue Huan's gaze filled with hope, he recalled that unpredictable magician, as long as he found him, Yue Huan might really be saved!
Jiang Qi looked at Emperor Ming seriously, and asked after a while, "Where did you meet him back then?"

"Yongan."

"However, Yong'an has been turned upside down by me in the past few years, and I haven't found any trace of him. I only know that he is not from the Yuezhi."

What Jiang Qi could think of, Emperor Ming couldn't think of. As early as after he brought Jiang Qi to Yueshi and found that his blood was really useful for Yuehuan, he sent people to search for traces of past lives.

It's just that after so many years, all of them returned without success, and that person never appeared again.

"What else did he say?"

Jiang Qi always felt that Emperor Ming was hiding something. According to Emperor Ming's suspicious nature, how could he be brought to Yue Huan to donate blood just because of the man's few words? It was about Yue Huan, and Emperor Ming was always cautious.

Also, the theory of the other world is also complicated and confusing, and Emperor Ming did not disclose it at all.

Emperor Ming stared deeply at Jiang Qi, his eyes changed several times, but he didn't say anything.

He has learned the depth of that person today.

From the moment he met the past life, when he decided to believe in the body of the most yin, what happened later was actually expected by the past life.

How to choose is up to him.

It has been said in the previous life that the blood of the most yin can only make Yue Huan live to 20 years old with less pain.

He also said that the gears of fate have already started to turn, and whether it is evil or fate has its own conclusion.

The events we have encountered today just confirm this point.

"What about Yue Huan's theory of another world?"

Seeing that Emperor Ming didn't answer, Jiang Qi asked again, and now a mysterious sorcerer had passed away, and Yue Huan's theory of other worlds also became strange.

What did the past life say to Emperor Ming, so that Yan Xi was sure that Yan Qi was the real Yue Huan when he was sure that he was not Yue Huan?
Wen Mo, who was standing by the side, had long been stunned speechless by the successive news, Emperor Ming opened up the 'evil ways' in his mouth one by one, and the unpredictability of them made his mind shake!Now even the strange theory of another world has been pulled out?

who?Yan Qi?
Emperor Ming didn't accept Jiang Qi's words, but slowly approached Yue Huan. Jiang Qi noticed his movement and stepped back on guard.

"It's impossible for Yue Huan to return it to you." The tone was light, gloomy and paranoid.

Yue Huan's origin touched the gods and Buddhas he didn't believe in, but it still couldn't erase the growing hope in his heart.

Maybe his Qiqi is really a god in the sky?
"Jiang Qi, can I trust you?"

Emperor Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks, with a rare perplexed look on his face. Even though he really didn't want to admit it, Yue Huan was clearly... dead at this moment.

He looked at the stubborn paranoia in Jiang Qi's eyes, did he really want to use Yue Huan's burial as an excuse to accompany Jiang Qi to go crazy?

But what if?
His Yue Huan was only 19 years old, blooming like the scorching sun, how could he sleep forever in the underground palace?

Jiang Qi's condensed eyebrows loosened for a moment, and he glanced at the confusion in Emperor Ming's eyes, "You agree?"

"Do I still have a choice? I can't bear to let Huan'er sleep forever like this. You can take her away today."

"Five years, up to five years, if... still fails, you must return her to me."

He has nothing now, and it seems that there is nothing that can't be crazy.

He will look for Yue Jue himself, he always believes that there will be a connection between the blood, and Yue Jue will be fine.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Mo was neither intimidated nor shocked.

He closed his eyes fiercely, suppressed the pain in his heart, and faced the cruel fact, "Qiqi is dead!"

"Don't do this, don't use her body to spoil it."

"Let her die in peace!"

Even though these few words seemed to exhaust all of Wen Mo's strength, he still said it.

He didn't believe what the sorcerer said, "Let's not talk about whether that sorcerer really has supernatural powers, but now his whereabouts are unknown, where should we go to find him?"

"Even though it's winter now, Ke Qiqi's body... five years is impossible, even if it's only one month..."

Human life and death are governed by the laws of nature. The moment a person dies, the body will rot accordingly.

The soul is gone, how to find the lost Yan Qi?
Jiang Qi's white hair was flying in the wind and snow, he looked at Wen Mo with undying stubbornness in his eyes, "Even if the whole world is turned upside down, I will find that warlock!"

"As for Qiqi, I have already said that I will keep her even if I exhaust all the blood in my body!"

Since he and her are fatefully entangled, his effect on Yan Qi will definitely not end there!
He has long heard that there are shark pearls in the South China Sea, which can keep the face forever, and can also keep the corpse from decaying for a thousand years!
He will definitely find it for Yan Qi!

Wen Mo sneered coldly, "Your blood? Your blood will only dirty her reincarnation circuit!"

"What did you say to keep Qiqi after exhausting all her blood? You killed her, didn't you?! She was going to have a healthy life, it was you! You ruined all of this with your own hands!"

The hatred in Wen Mo's eyes was endless, and his words were like thousands of knives piercing Jiang Qi's heart. Jiang Qi's hand holding Yue Huan trembled slightly, and his bones made a crisp sound of breaking!
Jiang Qi him!He pinched and broke his phalanx!

The man's sickly scarlet eyes were full of miserable pain. He looked down at the peaceful and beautiful Yuehuan in his arms, and his heart had already suffered thousands of kinds of lingering!
"Will my blood...will dirty her reincarnation circuit? It's not your turn to put her beak!"

"If I really can't save Qiqi, I will never live in this world!"

"When I get down there, I will atone for my sins!"

Jiang Qi's phoenix eyes wrapped in pain fell on Wen Mo's disgusting face, "Now, get out of the way!"

He never came to Yuezhi to fight, but just to take away his Qiqi.

Now that Emperor Ming had agreed, what right did Wen Mo, an outsider, have to stop his way?
Jiang Qi clenched the sword in his hand and was about to dodge to leave when Emperor Ming behind him suddenly said:

"--and many more!"