A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

After that, the leaders of the countries returned to the country one by one.

I originally thought that things would have passed away calmly.

Zheng Qian is also preparing to live with his brothers in the past few days, preparing to go to the Demon God Realm in seven days.

After all, Zheng Qian himself didn't know whether he would come back this time.

And Zhao Aotian didn't know what medicine he took wrong recently. After the scientific discussion conference, he was bored in the cultivation of Martial King, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Later, Zheng Qian heard Jinge say that Zhao Aotian was going to go far in the past few days, so he has seized the time to cultivate recently.

The specific Ginger does not know either.

And Jin Ge himself is also packing up his luggage recently, purchasing necessary magic crystals and other equipment.

He was going to the east, west and north borders of Sichuan to pick Situ Zhou's son back to the royal city.

Yes, Situ Zhou also hides an illegitimate child.

In Eastern Sichuan, only Zhao Aotian, Jinge and Situ Zhou knew about it.

Now Zheng Qian is the Martial King, and he is naturally qualified to know this.

Keeping this son is to inherit the throne.

After all, if it leaks out, just the daughter Situ Yi may be a killer.

That's why Situ Zhou asked him to go to the northwest border. As an ordinary soldier, one is to protect, and the other is...

This son heard that his abilities are better than Situ Zhou, but his character seems to be a bit problematic, so he hopes that through the military experience, he can sharpen some edges and corners.

And now, Situ Zhou wants to call him back.

The reason is with him, because...

Three days later.

Zheng Qian, who was teaching cat north and south chess at home, suddenly received a bad news.

Situ Zhou's situation deteriorated.

Quickly put down everything on hand, Zheng Qian rushed to the palace with space transfer and found that Zhao Aotian and Jinge had already been there.

"How is your majesty old man?"

"How is your majesty?"

Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian asked eagerly in unison.

Jin Ge, who was coming out of the bedroom, looked ugly.

He sighed, faintly uttered six words.

"Your Majesty is going to die soon."

These short six words made Zhao Aotian's face pale with a brush.

"Your Majesty's situation is very bad, it should not be able to survive today."

After Jin Ge finished speaking, the strongest human being who had carried the entire country, now he couldn't even hold his own weight, and fell to the ground like a lightning strike.

"Why... how could this be..." Zhao Aotian couldn't contain the grief in his heart, scratching his own hair frantically.

Although Zheng Qian was expressionless, looking at Zhao Aotian's appearance, he couldn't help but shook his head again and again with regret.

Jinge squatted down and patted his shoulder: "Xiao Zhao, don't be like this, your majesty is dead, didn't you know it a long time ago?"

Zhao Aotian covered his face, already sobbing faintly.

Zheng Qian walked to him: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws, no one can escape."

To be honest, Zheng Qian knew that there would be this day for a long time, and knew that it was about this time, so he had been mentally prepared for it to be so calm.

But Zhao Aotian is different.

For him, Situ Zhou can be said to be the last family member besides Jinge.

"I know... I know... but..."

He couldn't cry, and he kept mourning the words Your Majesty in his mouth like a curse.

Jinge sighed: "Well, your majesty said, let you in, he has something to explain to you."

When Zhao Aotian heard this, he quickly raised his head, wiped away his tears, adjusted his state, and pushed open the door of the palace.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Qian turned off all perception out of respect, so as not to hear what he shouldn't hear.

"Master Power Bank." After Zhao Aotian entered, Jinge stepped forward and asked, "Can't you really think of a way to save your Majesty?"

Zheng Qian closed his eyes and shook his head: "You said it yourself, he is dead.

And if I really want to save him, I can't help it, but... do you think your majesty old man would be willing to accept it? "

These words made Jinge lower his head involuntarily.

"Yes, your majesty has known the fate a long time ago, so he has been holding on for this period of time.

He knows that own life span is today.

I am afraid that even if there is a way to save him, he will refuse, right? "

"so."

Zheng Qian spread his hands, but did not look away from the door of the palace.

Your majesty old man.

He said silently in his heart, Zheng Qian's fist was slightly clenched.

Not saying it does not mean that Zheng Qian has no feeling.

To be honest, Zheng Qian is still a little sad when this day is reached.

At the same time, in the palace.

"Aotian, are you here?"

On the hospital bed, Situ Zhou, whose face was like golden paper, moved his dry eyes and looked at Zhao Aotian softly.

Walking to the side of the couch, Zhao Aotian stood upright.

His teeth were almost crushed, and he was holding back the tears.

"Your Majesty, Martial King Zhao Aotian, I would like to listen to the decree."

Situ Zhou smiled.

The room is very quiet.

Zhao Aotian could clearly hear the snoring from his throat when he breathed.

Zhao Aotian, who has been on the battlefield, is most familiar with this grunt.

When a person is about to die, the throat reflex will be lost, and there is no power to cough. This is the sound of the air driving the secretions of the throat when breathing.

An old man made this voice, indicating that he is almost dead and irretrievable.

"Aotian, you are the most trusted person in this king. Xing'er has a bad temper. After this king is gone, you must discipline him well. You can beat or scold him if necessary."

"Your Majesty~"

Zhao Aotian's body trembled violently.

He took a few breaths and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Aotian will bet on everything. He will definitely assist the Star Prince and achieve new glory in Eastern Sichuan."

The corners of the pale mouth slightly raised.

Situ Zhou gave a satisfied smile.

"Aotian."

"I am, Your Majesty."

"If there are too many, I won't talk about it. Chuandong owes you too much. If there is an afterlife, I will be a cow and a horse, and he will repay you for what you have done in this life.

Therefore, from now on, Chuandong will ask you. "

With these words, Zhao Aotian's psychological defense finally collapsed.

Tears flowed out like a bank burst.

Zhao Aotian knelt on the ground with a puff, holding Situ Zhou's withered hand and crying loudly.

"Your Majesty, after the death of Grandpa, I have always regarded you and Teacher Jinge as Grandpa Own. If you leave, what shall I do?! Your Majesty~"

Situ Zhou smiled: "You... don't you have Zheng Qian?

This king had worried about this problem before, but since Zheng Qian came, this king has stopped worrying.

Haven't you now gained a group of sincere friends?

This king can't teach you anything anymore. In the future, you must walk down-to-earth, okay? "

"Yes! Your Majesty! Yes!"

Zhao Aotian muttered in tears.

Raising his other hand, Situ Zhou gently stroked Zhao Aotian's hair like a child: "In this life, it is the king's greatest fortune to have your assistance.

Xiao Zhao. "

Zhao Aotian raised his head fiercely, and he met Situ Zhou's fatherly smile.

"Your Majesty~"

In this way, Zhao Aotian cried for a long time before he gradually stabilized his emotions.

Released his hand, he straightened up again and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as Xiao Zhao is still alive, he will definitely protect Chuandong."

"Well, good~ good."

A satisfied smile appeared on Situ Zhou’s weak face,

"You go out and call Zheng Qian in. This king still has something to say to him."

"Yes!"

In this way, Zhao Aotian turned around one step at a time and left the room.

Out the door.

Zheng Qian was waiting outside.

His face didn't have the heartless smile of the past, but the rare solemnity.

He didn't laugh at Zhao Aotian's tears.

"Call me?"

"Um."

In a few words, Zheng Qian tidied his collar, patted Zhao Aotian on the shoulder, and pushed open the door of the palace.

in the room.

Situ Zhou's situation is already very bad.

Lying on the bed, his eyes have lost focus.

Zheng Qian walked to the side of the dragon and gently held Situ Zhou's hand.

"Your Majesty, my name is Zheng Qian, I am coming to see you."

As if feeling the presence of Zheng Qian, Situ Zhou moved his head and "looked" over.

But Zheng Qian knew that he could no longer see it now.

Almost all the organs in his body failed, and his heart was about to stop beating. Now he depends on the little adrenaline left to sustain his final life.

"Hehe, what Zheng Qian? It's this time, so don't pretend to be the king?"

Situ Zhou tugged at the corners of his pale mouth, making it extremely difficult to keep his words from intermittent.

Zheng Qian was taken aback for a moment, somewhat surprised.

Soon he understood what, and smiled: "Oh, when did you find out?"

"You'll know when the Magical Beasts defense is over. Your acting skills are too bad, Mr. Long."

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