I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

"Ah, Tangtang is actually from Wu."

"..."

"........"

The old man and the young man looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Mr. Wei laughed dryly and said, "Anyway, I'll help you arrange a carriage. Have a safe trip."

"Thank you for taking care of Xiaobai these days. We are leaving now."

After hugging the relic that flew towards her, the little girl waved to the old man and said, "Goodbye!"

......

Wuwei City remains the same and has not changed much because of the demise of its neighboring country.

At most, it just gave everyone something to talk about, and they would admire King Sang's fortitude and perseverance while drinking and bragging.

Whenever Sun Qi heard such praise, he would go home and get drunk.

"Boss, Master Tangtang is here!"

"Quick, please come quickly."

After washing his face to sober himself up, Sun Qi, with a dejected look on his face, met the little girl.

"Tangtang heard that the queen and Shakya ran away from the royal city."

The little girl didn't know how to comfort him, so she just said this.

"Really?!" Sun Qi sat up straight and confirmed anxiously.

"It was Mr. Wei who told Tangtang. Didn't you receive such news?"

Hearing this, Sun Qi could only smile bitterly.

His current situation is not very good, after all, he is a man of a fallen country.

Those powerful people he had made friends with before wouldn't even look at him, let alone reveal any information to him.

"I sent a letter to my brother, but have not received a reply yet."

After a pause, Sun Qi said in a deep voice: "My Sun family has been operating in Sang Country for many years, and is actually very valuable to win over. But the Cang people are barbaric, and it is hard to say whether they will just confiscate our property and leave it at that."

"Don't think too badly. Tangtang will wait for your reply with you!"

Even with the little girl's encouragement, Sun Qi was still filled with pessimism.

The Cang State is a barbaric country that only knows how to plunder and not how to manage. The Cang people are bloodthirsty. Sun Qi has heard such words almost since he was a child.

He really felt that unless there was a miracle, the Sun family would be doomed this time.

However......

A few days later, his brother's reply almost made him doubt his own eyes.

"Although I gave up some money, I was able to establish a relationship with a general of the Cang Kingdom."

"The Sun family is fine, can you rest assured, brother?"

.......

It was a good thing that the family escaped the disaster, but Sun Qi was shocked by the "normal" behavior of the Cang people.

He stared at the letter in his hand for a while, then suddenly he had an idea and took out a candle and lit it.

After the letter paper burned, new words immediately appeared on it.

Sun Qi quickly put out the fire and began to read carefully.

"..."

A female knight escorted two nobles to the Sun Mansion. The eldest brother was trying to find a way to send the three people abroad and asked if he could help? !

Sun Qi jumped up in shock. He grabbed the damaged piece of letter and ran to the girl in a hurry.

"Master Tangtang, look, look."

After sending the servants away, Sun Qi excitedly handed the letter to Tangtang.

When the little girl saw it, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"That female warrior must be Sister Yao. Great, they are all safe!"

After Tangtang was happy for a while, she heard Sun Qi whisper, "Did King Zhao not send even one envoy for the last transaction?"

Huh?

The little girl didn't know why Sun Qi suddenly brought up this, but she nodded immediately.

"The King of Zhao values ​​national strength so much that I'm afraid he will only pay lip service to his promises and not give any substantial help to the prince. I personally think that the two nobles should not come here."

"If we don't come to Zhao State, where should we go?" Tangtang looked at Sun Qi and asked.

"do not know"

Sun Qi said helplessly: "Except for Zhao, there are only two options left: Xu and Shang. And those two rulers... who knows what their attitudes are?"

......

Does King Zhao really value national strength?

of course not!

In his heart, the country is just an appendage of his own.

After taking off his clothes, King Zhao looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a gloomy face.

Many hideous faces were tattooed on his body like tattoos.

On the chest, back, thighs and arms, everywhere.

This book is nothing special. I've gotten used to reading it over the years.

Can......

"Why did it start to swell?"

Just the slightest touch to those 'tattoos' would cause unbearable pain all over the body!

King Zhao tried his best to hold it in. If his whole body trembled due to the severe pain, the pain would become even more severe.

'This has never happened before'

"Could it be that He Jianjiao has some hidden tricks to control me?"

Thinking of this, King Zhao wished he could take a knife and kill He Jianjiao with his own hands.

If I had known that this person had evil intentions, I would have had to borrow his power to plant the blood curse back then.

What else could be done?

If I hadn't cast the curse, I wouldn't be alive today. There is no other choice.

Reluctantly putting on his clothes, King Zhao opened the secret passage and quietly came to the underground secret room.

Hidden here is the evil creature that was raised with all his evil power - the Ghost Ganoderma!

King Zhao took out a silver needle, pierced his fingertip, and then dripped blood on the rhizome of the ghost ganoderma.

The five drops of blood were quickly absorbed by the Ghost Ganoderma, and then a drop of nectar slowly condensed on its umbrella cap.

This is the elixir of immortality. Ordinary people will die if they take it, but for King Zhao, it is a miracle drug that can prolong life and cure all diseases.

Unscrewing a small porcelain bottle, King Zhao carefully took the drop of elixir of life and drank the magic medicine in the bottle.

After a while, my body was still swollen and the pain was still there!

Chapter 289: Blood Curse Backlash

It was rare that He Jianjiao was summoned to the palace by King Zhao at a time when it was not late at night.

He was thinking that after the demise of the Sang Kingdom, his hypocritical behavior was finally discovered?

However, since he was still summoned, and not the Hell God and the clay figurine who broke into the Dragon Breeding Palace together, there seemed to be room for mediation.

Although he was not afraid of the two fake immortals joining forces, it would be best if they could avoid a fallout.

He Jianjiao thought as he followed the eunuch leading the way towards where King Zhao was.

But as they walked, the eunuch in front suddenly disappeared!

Yes, it just disappeared out of thin air.

The Immortal paused, he looked around and found that there was no one else in this huge palace except himself. It was so quiet that it was creepy.

"It doesn't look like the work of the Hell God or the clay figurine. Did they just happen to encounter something strange in the palace?"

"But it's still daytime. It's strange to see something strange happen at this time of year...."

Just as I was thinking that it was quite rare, the whole sky became dark.

He Jianjiao's eyelids jumped, and he thought to himself that this time the scene was going to be quite big!

"Your Majesty, you are already terminally ill. If you don't nurture the evil to prolong your life, there is no medicine in the world that can cure you."

Suddenly hearing his own voice, He Jianjiao smiled coldly and strode into the side hall where the voice came from.

In the side hall, there was only an empty bed.

King Zhao was lying on the bed with difficulty breathing, and standing beside the bed was 'myself' with excitement implied in his words.

It was natural for him to be excited, after all, what he was about to try was unprecedented.

"How to raise evil? Let Jiao teach me!" King Zhao's desire to survive almost overflowed from his face.

"Your Majesty, you must plant a blood curse on yourself to rob other blood relatives of their lifespan and destiny."

"Then you can nourish the evil with blood and snatch life from the sky."

Without any hesitation, King Zhao asked the people around him to cast a blood curse on him.

Of course this is not possible.

"Although I am an immortal, it is difficult for me to cast a curse on the king, but we can try another method."

I will lend you my spell power and teach you how to cast spells step by step.

Today I want to see if the curse can be effective if the master casts it on himself!

......

As it turned out, the spell was very successful.

It was so successful that it even caused the wrath of God.

Well, this is how He Jianjiao understands the frequent strange things happening in the palace.

Of course, the story of the palace maids and eunuchs' "sins" is also very interesting.

But no matter whether it was God's wrath or a sin, King Zhao could do nothing about the things that appeared in the palace.

"Poor, pathetic."

One after another, the wronged souls flew into the side hall, madly biting the flesh and blood of King Zhao and "their own".

Seeing this horrifying scene, He Jianjiao pretended to show sympathy.

"Since I can't do something no matter what, I can only satisfy myself with fantasies."

"Ha, even if you kill us a thousand times here, what does it matter? In reality, you can hurt the King of Zhao who is protected by the fate of the country, but can you hurt a finger of He Jianjiao?"

As soon as the Immortal said this, the flying wronged souls all looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

“I can’t do it.”

"You can only vent your anger on irrelevant people, right?"

He Jianjiao shook his head: "You are such a waste. If I were you, I would have stayed away from the public."

With screams, the wronged souls flew towards the immortal.

However, He Jianjiao stood with his hands behind his back and just used the power of his protective spell to push them away.

The Immortal was calm and composed at first, but soon he realized something was wrong.

The wronged souls split up, and each time they were bounced away, one became two, two became four, and four became eight.