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

Soon, this small side hall was filled with thousands of wronged souls!

......

Like a howling violent wind, all the wronged souls rushed into the body of He Jianjiao, who was lying on the ground with his flesh and blood all over his body.

He stood up straight, staring expressionlessly at the Immortal who was struggling to remain calm.

"..."

This power, this power completely surpasses that of the Hell God.

Although he still couldn't do anything about it, the situation in the palace was almost out of control!

With a cold snort, the evil eye in He Jianjiao's palm suddenly opened.

"The evil spirits are gone!"

After being penetrated by the evil eye, the immortal-level evil spirit slowly turned into a pool of black water.

At this moment, He Jianjiao's eyes became blurry.

The black water stains disappeared, the side hall disappeared, and he heard the urging voice of the eunuch who was leading the way.

"Palace Master He, please stop looking at that side hall. There is nothing rare in it."

"The king is waiting impatiently. Please follow me quickly."

He Jianjiao clenched his fists and stared at the eunuch with a blank expression.

The latter was startled and thought that the man was going to beat him.

"How long have I been in a daze?"

"Well, not long either."

"Keep leading the way." He Jianjiao let out a long breath and secretly decided never to come to this damn place again.

"Haha, Jian Jiao, you've kept me waiting for so long! Hurry up and take a seat. Drink three cups as punishment first."

"?"

He Jianjiao looked at King Zhao calmly for a few times, and after making sure that he was not some strange creature, he took his seat in a slightly depressed manner.

.......

The King of Zhao spoke in a roundabout way, and He Jianjiao had to ponder for a long time before he understood what he meant.

"Is there something wrong with you? Do you think I did something to you?"

Heaven and earth conscience!

He Jianjiao really didn't do anything shady.

It is one thing for the King of Zhao to curse himself, but it is another thing for him to secretly control others.

Thinking of the unprecedented immortal evil spirit just now, He Jianjiao couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing King Zhao looking at him with a look that said 'stop pretending', Palace Master He immediately said that the matter had nothing to do with him.

The thought of taking advantage of the situation occurred to me, but it was fleeting.

He really didn't want to care about the affairs of the palace anymore!

"..."

King Zhao frowned and looked at the immortal's expression. Seeing that he looked serious and didn't seem to be pretending, he said irritably, "I followed your instructions for every step of the blood curse. Afterwards, you also said that the blood curse had been successfully cast without any mistakes. If that's the case, why do I suddenly feel unbearable pain today?"

Regarding this question, He Jianjiao said that he had to see the situation with his own eyes before he could analyze it.

So the King of Zhao took off his shirt with great pain.

"Your Majesty, the Elixir of Immortality..."

"I've already tried it, to no avail!"

Even the Elixir of Immortality is useless. Although it is unbelievable, there is indeed something wrong with the blood curse itself.

"There was nothing wrong with the spell, I can guarantee that."

He Jianjiao thought for a moment and said, "However, the blood curse was indeed stuck at a certain stage in the process, causing His Majesty to suffer the backlash today."

"What went wrong, Prince?!" King Zhao asked anxiously.

Chapter 290 An Old Friend Visits

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Let me think about it."

He Jianjiao drank a glass of wine slowly and began to think carefully.

Back then, members of the Zhao royal family began to show symptoms of premature aging.

Everyone was not stupid and they vaguely connected this matter with King Zhao who had regained his health.

King Zhao holds great power and his methods are vicious.

Before the royal family members could unite, those who were truly capable of threatening him were defeated one by one.

During this period, many royal family members let their close associates flee abroad with their children.

After learning about this, King Zhao immediately sent people to secretly capture those who had fled.

The vast majority of the children were captured and brought back to the palace, but there were some that slipped through the net!

It is said that a detective from the Iron Prison deliberately let several groups of people escape, and then committed suicide by taking poison.

This matter is not a big deal.

Because even if they escaped from Zhao State, the blood curse would still affect them.

However, according to the order of plundering by the Blood Curse, the children who escaped were the second to last batch. After successfully getting away from this dangerous place, they could live a peaceful life for a few years.

"Now that King Zhao has suffered a backlash, perhaps there is something wrong with the bloodline of the royal family?"

'...'

No, not possible.

How could those kids have the ability to withstand the blood curse?

But Bai Tianqing was unable to suppress the blood curse from the outside!

Although that person has been destroyed, he himself has no knowledge of spells.

As the top figure in the field of sorcery, He Jianjiao does have some confidence in this.

"If the second-to-last link is fine, then the last link must be the problem?"

The last link is the prince.

Although he was the last one to be plundered, he should be showing some symptoms of premature aging by now.

He Jianjiao usually paid a lot of attention to that prince, so he naturally knew that although he was a little fat, there was nothing wrong with his body.

.............

After pondering for a long time, He Jianjiao finally came to the same conclusion as King Zhao - the prince was hindering the progress of the blood curse.

"The Crown Prince is the heir to the throne. After all, the heir to the throne is very different from ordinary royal family members."

The only explanation is that the crown prince is protected by the country's destiny, so the blood curse can hardly take effect on him.

This was completely contrary to He Jianjiao's initial prediction. He thought that if the person who cast the curse was his own father or the king, even the prince would surely die.

"As expected!"

King Zhao stared at He Jianjiao and asked, "Then what should I do next?"

What else can I do?

Issue an order to bring the prince into the palace, poison him to death, and then create a fake prince.

It’s true that the Painted Skin Pavilion has left Zhao State, but I don’t believe you didn’t prepare the prince’s human skin mask long ago.

"..."

He Jianjiao raised his empty wine glass and nodded slightly to King Zhao.

"If it is poisoned, will the blood curse be affected?"

King Zhao reacted very quickly, but his words were full of caution.

"Among the royal family, there are many who have committed suicide or poisoning. Have you encountered any problems before?"

He Jianjiao shook his head and said, "In the final analysis, no matter how they died, they all died because of Your Majesty. And long, long ago, Your Majesty, you were already a living blood curse! So there is no need to worry, the prince can't escape it no matter what."

That's good, that's good.

King Zhao was relieved, but then he heard the immortal say, "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry about the Crown Prince's affairs. The Shang Kingdom's envoy will be arriving in the next few days. It's better to wait until this critical moment is over before talking about it."

The purpose of the Shang envoy's visit to Zhao State was naturally to discuss the alliance of the three countries with the King of Zhao.

This matter is of great importance and it is really not appropriate to create unnecessary complications at this point in time.

This is the truth, but King Zhao seemed extremely reluctant.

"Jian Jiao is overthinking. As long as we act secretly, how can the Shang envoy notice anything?"

...........

"Your Majesty, you may not know that the special envoy who came this time is an old friend of mine. He is a very capable person, so it is better to be careful."

He Jianjiao said sternly: "Shang is not good at fighting, but it has a lot of money! With the strong support from Shang, our Great Zhao can compete with Cang."

An old friend with great abilities?

"The Shang envoy is actually an immortal!" King Zhao blurted out.

Seeing He Jianjiao nod, he sighed and said, "In this case, I will have to be patient for a while."

hiss--

King Zhao suddenly showed a painful expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what else, my body is getting more and more painful. Jian Jiao, do you have any way to relieve the pain?"

"Your Majesty, you can try the method of fumigation to relieve pain."

He Jianjiao bowed and said, "After I return, I will immediately send my disciples to deliver the medicine."

After saying this, the Immortal drank a few cups with King Zhao and then took his leave.

As he strode out of the palace, he suddenly turned around.

A dilapidated corpse was almost face to face with it.

"You have been following me for a long time. Are you reluctant to let me go and don't want me to leave the palace?"

The evil eye in He Jianjiao's palm suddenly opened, and the body of King Zhao, whom he had seen in the side hall, disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Humph, this palace is getting more and more weird."

"I'm afraid that Lao Qian will be in for a big surprise when he comes here."

After taking a final look at the Zhao Palace, He Jianjiao silently returned to the Dragon Yanging Palace.

...........

King Zhao did not directly use the fumigation medicine sent by the disciples of Yanglong Palace.

He called in the imperial physician and confirmed that these drugs would not cause harm to the human body after being mixed and burned, and then he re-prepared the medicine for fumigation treatment.

Smoke billowed up as King Zhao lay naked on a specially made smoke bed, a look of comfort gradually showing on his face.

My body is still swollen, but it doesn't hurt as much anymore.

As his nerves relaxed, he soon felt sleepy.

While half asleep and half awake, the annoying pain came from my body again.

King Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, and he soon realized that it was not because the palace maids and eunuchs were lazy that they did not know to add more medicine after it was burned out.

But...

A distorted human face was clearly visible in the billowing smoke.

Seeing King Zhao wake up, it laughed silently.

"Rebel!"