My Empress is My Bad Girl

Ji Wenyuan closed his eyes.

For a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, opened his eyes, and said an incomprehensible sentence.

A large amount of purple gas escaped from the bell and flew out.

Ji Wenyuan stared at the direction where the purple qi was flying away, and said: "Your Dazhou royal family purple stars are bright, and the dragon is strong. Even if these dragon qi are not bound, they still return to their original positions."

Until there was no more purple gas flying out of the bell, Zhao Shu retrieved the copper bell and said, "How can I destroy this copper bell?"

Ji Wenyuan retracted his gaze and said faintly: "Without the dragon energy, this is an ordinary copper bell. Just find a craftsman and throw it into the furnace."

Zhao Shu put the copper bell away and prepared to deal with it after returning.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I have already done what you asked. You can let me go now."

Zhao Shu cut the rope with a sword.

Ji Wenyuan rubbed his arm and looked much calmer. He sighed: "It's in vain that I gave up so much thought, and I ended up losing everything."

He shrugged: "Forget it, I will definitely find another way. As long as King Qin can help me rescue Zhuangzhuang, I still admire you."

"How to give you blood?"

"Of course you followed me back to the tribe."

"impossible."

"What?" Ji Wenyuan was about to explode again, "You just promised me, are you going to regret it?"

Zhao Shu raised his hand: "You calm down. Ji Wenyuan, you should know who I am. Although I am King Qin, I can't make my own decisions and leave Kyoto at will."

Ji Wenyuan couldn't help frowning.

King Qin's military service was too prosperous and his prestige in the army was too high.

It is impossible for the Zhou court to keep him in control of the military. As a military commander, it is a capital crime to return or leave Beijing at will without imperial decree.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I don't care about your court affairs. I only know that you promised to help me save Zhuangzhuang. If you help me, I swear to upset your great Zhou!"

Zhao Shu said: "You took Da Zhou's crown prince, thinking that Da Zhou would easily let go of the Jiuli tribe?"

Ji Wenyuan looked gloomy: "King Qin, what do you mean then?"

"This king means that you can take this king's blood and take it away."

"Thousands of miles...what if it's useless to take it back?"

"I believe that since you have the ability to resurrect Zhuang Yunshu, you must have a way to save this blood." Zhao Shu said calmly, "If you disagree, this king can't help it. After all, this king just promised to give you blood, but didn't. I want to go back with you."

"you are vicious."

Ji Wenyuan looked at him bitterly for a while, stretched out his hand, "Give me the copper bell!"

Zhao Shu glanced at him and didn't move.

Ji Wenyuan was a little impatient: "Bring it, do you want me to take your blood home with my hand? Don't worry, gathering dragon energy is not that simple. This failure, in at least ten years, I can't do it again. !"

Zhao Shu then gave him the copper bell.

Ji Wenyuan caught the bell, said something unintelligible to the bell, and then returned it to Zhao Shu, saying, "Use your blood to fill this bell."

The bell is as big as an adult man's fist. It doesn't look big, but it's a bit deep.

Zhao Shu glanced at it, then raised the knife and cut one on his wrist.

The blood immediately poured out and poured into the copper bell.

Zhao Shu's expression remained as usual, but the copper bell seemed to be bottomless and never filled.

As time passed, Zhao Shu's face gradually turned pale, and his lips began to lighten.