Chapter 1809: Boy

Ji Wenyuan said: "Yan'er is a likable child. He was wrong. He shouldn't be

born in your Dazhou royal family and become a descendant of the Zhao family."

"What do you mean?"

"What I do with him, you don't need to know. You just need to know, what I

need is the blood of your royal family."

Zhao Yuanjing's heart twitched, and he said sharply: "Do you dare to hurt

Yan'er?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I haven't touched his hair yet." Ji Wenyuan smiled

and said, "When I collect the dragon energy, I will take him away. By then,

you will never find him. But you too Don't worry, if I don't go back within an

hour, my person will take his blood directly."

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes were cracking when he heard it, and he gritted his teeth

and said every word: "You dare to do this, I call you the family of Jiuli to

be buried!"

"You Da Zhou killed my Zhuang Zhuang, should I also ask all of you Da Zhou to

bury it?" Ji Wenyuan said quietly, "I suggest you, instead of stopping me

here, it is better to go out and find Yan'er first. I really want to know

whether you will choose your country or your son."

Zhao Yuanjing didn't say a word, turned around and left.

"It seems that it is the son that matters." Ji Wenyuan smiled, "You never

thought, after I absorb the dragon energy, will you people of Da Zhou suffer?"

Zhao Yuanjing suddenly stopped and said, "You just want the blood of the royal

family, you can use mys. I am the emperor, and there must be more blood than

Yan'er."

Ji Wenyuan shook his head: "No way, you need the blood of a boy."

Zhao Yuanjing said coldly: "Ji Wenyuan, you don't do these things that pretend

to be gods and ghosts."

"Your Majesty, you are not a boy, so don't talk." Ji Wenyuan smiled, "Now you

still think about whether you should save your country or your son."

"Maybe, I can."

Zhao Shu's voice came in.

He held a long sword and leaped in.

The sword was still dripping blood.

His blue shirt was also splashed with a lot of blood.

Ji Wenyuan's pupils shrank slightly.

The people outside are all his confidants, all of them are masters in the

clan.

All were killed by King Qin.

This man's martial arts is indeed terrible.

Ji Wenyuan's expression remained unchanged, and smiled: "What does His Royal

Highness Qin mean?"

"Let Yan'er go, this king will go with you."

"Your Highness... I'm afraid it doesn't meet my requirements."

"This king fits."

"Really?" Ji Wenyuan laughed in surprise, "I heard that His Royal Highness Qin

had married his relatives, but he had never consummated his wife? I heard that

His Royal Highness Qin was in love with Gu Yundai? It seems to be true, and

His Majesty did. Can you bear it?"

Zhao Yuanjing took advantage of his distraction, stepped forward and kicked

him.

Ji Wenyuan hit the stone wall unexpectedly, his throat was slightly sweet, and

he couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The copper bell in his hand also let go.

Zhao Shu immediately rushed to pick up the brass bell, and the sword slashed

** the brass bell, trying to destroy it.

Cang!

Sparks of metal collision filled the cave.

But the copper bell did not move.

Ji Wenyuan laughed: "I said that once the absorption of dragon energy starts,

it will not stop."

Zhao Yuanjing put a sword on his neck and said coldly: "What if I kill you?"

"Kill me, Yan Er will not survive."

"Shut up!" Zhao Yuanjing raised his elbow to knock Ji Wenyuan unconscious, and

said to Zhao Shu: "Uncle Xiaohuang, take him and Tongling, and leave here

first. Let's find Yan'er."

"Great."

Zhao Shu grabbed Ji Wenyuan, Zhao Shu took the copper bell, and the two

quickly left Longmai.