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Chapter 38 Not even qualified to carry shoes

Zhongzhou, the Great Shang Kingdom. Read

In a secret room deep in the main hall, which was glittering with jewels, it was now pitch black.

The outside of the main hall was painted with bright yellow paint, and the walls were inlaid with night pearls, and the lights were bright.

It formed a sharp contrast with the dimness of the secret room deep in the main hall.

Inside the secret room.

The dim candlelight barely showed a man's figure.

The man was wearing a dragon robe, with a majestic appearance, and a pair of sword-like eyebrows on his forehead added a bit of majesty and domineering.

At first glance, the man knew that he was a person of high status.

However, such a person was sitting in a wheelchair at this time, and his strong body was cut off by two long legs, which looked particularly tragic.

A young woman in palace dress was pushing the man's wooden wheelchair at this moment.

The young woman was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, and it was obvious that she was not ordinary.

It was just that the young woman, like the man, was of noble status, but at this moment she looked haggard.

Fragile and shaky.

It seemed that a gust of wind could blow her into the air.

The young woman and the man stared at the front.

I saw a young girl, with a painful expression, lying on an ice coffin.

The girl, who should have been in her prime, was lying in the coffin with an uncomfortable look on her face, and a stream of spiritual energy rushed through her heart.

Her little head was covered with countless large and small lumps, like a bunch of bulging blood earthworms!

At this time, each of these earthworms was activated, and a faint sound of dragon and phoenix rang out!

Every time a sound of dragon and phoenix came out, the girl's face became ugly.

On one side of the ice coffin, there was also a big monk twisting Buddhist beads.

The big monk twisted the Buddha with one hand and put the other hand on the girl.

He was transmitting spiritual energy into the girl's body.

Under the blessing of the big monk's Dharma, the irritable spiritual energy in the girl's body and the lumps on her head slowly dissipated.

But even so, the girl still felt very painful, and the remaining violent spiritual energy in her body was still tormenting her.

The monk passed on spiritual energy to the girl for half a day, and then slowly relieved the girl's pain.

At this time, the violent spiritual energy in the girl's body and the blood clots on her head all gathered at her brow.

It turned into a golden pattern of a phoenix spreading its wings.

Seeing that the girl was finally fine, the man and the young woman finally let go of their worries.

On the other hand, the monk saw that the girl had returned to normal, so he put his palms together, "King, Queen Mother, the violent spiritual energy in the eldest princess' body has been suppressed by this monk. I think within ten days, the eldest princess will not get sick again."

"Ten days? What will happen after ten days?" The King of Dashang asked anxiously.

Hearing this, the monk shook his head, "After ten days, the backlash of spiritual energy will double, and then this monk will have no way."

"No way? What does no way mean? Will the eldest princess be tortured to death by the violent spiritual energy?" The young woman in palace dress couldn't help asking.

The monk opened his mouth and suddenly remembered something, swallowing the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Seeing that the monk was hesitant to speak, the King of Dashang said: "Master, why should you be shy? Just say it directly."

"It is like this, the King and Queen. In ten days, the princess's spiritual energy will double backfire. She will not die immediately, but will be tortured to death, and the dragon and phoenix power in her body will be passed on to the person who put the poison!"

Seeing that he could not hide it, the monk spoke frankly.

"It turned out to be a poison? Then how can this poison be broken?"

"King, it is true, but"

"But what? Master, tell me!" The King of Dashang asked anxiously.

"If you want to resolve this poison, you can only find a monk with more powerful magic than the person who put the poison." The monk replied.

Hearing the monk's words, the King of Dashang was completely desperate.

The eyes that were like stars just now also became dim at this moment.

It is not easy to find a cultivator who is more powerful than the one who poisoned the woman!

The Lord of Dashang knew very well that the one who poisoned the woman was someone he could not shake even with the power of the whole country.

The monk shook his head again, "I just saw the spiritual sea in the body of the princess, I am afraid she can't last for ten days, alas!"

"Daxia country, you and I are irreconcilable!"

The Lord of Dashang gritted his teeth and roared out this sentence.

"My little Yueyue, why is your life so miserable!" The young woman in palace dress next to him cried bitterly.

With the voices of grief and anger of the two, the girl in the ice coffin gradually woke up.

"Father, mother, don't be sad for me." The girl comforted weakly.

Seeing the girl suddenly wake up, the three people in the secret room were all shocked.

They thought they would have to wait for a few days before she woke up.

"Little Yueyue"

The young woman in palace dress could not hide her sadness and burst into tears.

The girl in front of her is her daughter, the eldest princess of the Great Shang Kingdom, Jiang Yueer.

The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair is the ruler of the Great Shang Kingdom, Jiang Bo.

The young woman in palace dress is the queen mother of the Shang Kingdom, Hu Qiner.

The man and the young woman saw their daughter wake up, looked at her weak appearance, and looked like she was tortured to death by the disease.

Jiang Bo and the others couldn't help but turn their heads away, unable to bear to look any more.

Seeing her parents avoiding her gaze, Jiang Yueer asked without hesitation: "Father and mother, am I dying?"

"No, little Yueyue, your father and I will never let this happen."

"We will definitely find a way to cure you, you must be strong!" Hu Qiner encouraged.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuer smiled bitterly and shook her head. She knew her body well.

At this time, the poison had invaded her heart, and she was afraid that she might die at any time.

"Father, Queen and Mother, I really miss the old days. Before I leave this world, I want to see the sunshine outside again." Jiang Yue'er's childish voice sounded again.

Jiang Yuer's words completely hurt the hearts of Jiang Bo and Jiang Bo.

Jiang Bo, the leader of the great Shang Dynasty, had his eyes broken. Thinking that his daughter was about to pass away in the Mood for Love, the anger in his heart could not stop flooding into his brain.

"Daxia Kingdom, you are so cruel, you actually attack such an innocent girl!"

"I, Jiang Bo, swear by my position as the leader of the Great Shang Kingdom that I will destroy your Xia Kingdom one day!" Jiang Bo said angrily.

It is said that a daughter is her father's little cotton-padded jacket.

When Jiang Yue'er was dying, she did not forget to comfort her father, "Ahem, father, the Xia Kingdom is so powerful, it is better not to avenge your daughter. I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I have been a burden to my father. It would not be a bad thing if I died. "

"Daughter, you don't know. In fact, you are the only genius in cultivation. It's just that the Great Xia Kingdom has poisoned you!" Jiang Bo said loudly.

Then, Jiang Bo told Jiang Yue the history of the Shang Kingdom.

More than 10,000 years ago, the Shang State was the most powerful country in Beizhou.

It's just that after the ancestors left, the talents of the Shang Kingdom withered, and it became worse day by day.

"Daughter, don't look at the current Northern Wasteland. Daxia's national power ranks first, but more than 10,000 years ago, it was not even qualified to carry shoes for my Shang country!"