"Give you a chance to kill yourself! Otherwise... it's not as simple as life and death!"

Zhao Wuyou held his hands behind his back in the palace. The figure standing in front of him seemed to be suppressed by Mount Tai to struggle, but his muscles were broken by the force in his body, and he could not make any tremor.

Blood marks were seeping out of the gums. The trembling figure in front of Zhao Wuyou finally could no longer bear this pressure at the last moment, and suddenly reversed the true energy in his body.

A dull sound!

‘Bang!’

Countless green and black mists were transformed out, completely swallowing his body, and the rocks everywhere he passed were corroded.

He was about to wrap Zhao Wuyou in, but he saw that an invisible wave turned the fog into nothingness within his eyes.

"Let the people from the King of Hell infiltrate. Lao Shen, you are not doing well enough!"

Without much dissatisfaction, Chen Tianyang, who flashed into the middle courtyard, had a fine cold sweat on his back.

"Your Majesty, it's the old man who was wronged!"

Silently crossing Chen Tianyang, who was kneeling half on the ground, Zhao Wuyou sighed.

"I have said that you want to improve your cultivation and the iron pillar is about to enter the human immortal. You are still wandering around the Martial Saint. What can you do? After all, this world is still full of fists and only has a sound!"

"From tomorrow you can put everything to Tiezhu!"

Without the intention of asking, Zhao Wuyou's words fell down and said that he had made a change of power.

Chen Tianyang's eyes moved when he heard this, and finally nodded.

"The old man knows! Let Tiezhu come tomorrow."

He didn't pay much attention to Chen Tianyang's unwillingness. In three years, he had just reached the realm of a Martial Saint, and he could know how much dust his mind was stained with.

If he continues, it will be the end of Zhao Wuyou cleaning up the portal with his own hands.

Now that Zhao Wuyou gives him another chance, he already feels that he has worked hard without credit.

After three years of polishing, the Blood-stained Long Street has now become a stable place and the largest place in the Zhao Palace.

Now from the outside, except for the Imperial Guards guarding, the Blood-stained Long Street seems to be no big difference from other commercial streets.

The only thing is that in the deepest center, there is a clearing space, which is the fundamental purpose of everyone entering the blood-stained street, a life-and-death battle!

But no one noticed that there was a huge space deep underground just below this long street.

Even Zhao Wuyou was blocked by the huge dragon energy veins in Yujing City. Unless he personally scanned the blood-stained street, it would be absolutely difficult to find the abnormality of the underground world!

Here, a blood fountain that is constantly rolling, as if there is some force below to push it, without stopping, letting the blood fountain emit a breath of rebirth, immortality, and killing.

A tall man with a stiff body like a corpse but a python robe stood beside the blood fountain, as if a force representing rebirth was constantly poured into the tall man's body from the blood fountain.

"The mission...failed!"

A low voice filled with ghostly atmosphere sounded, causing fluctuations in this quiet space.

"It was originally an abandoned child, so what's the point? Master?!"

The stiff and dry sound sounded, maybe it was because I hadn't spoken for too long. When I spoke, I had a metallic smell, which made me feel uncomfortable to scratch my heart.

"Ha!" "Xuan Ming, how long will it take for you to truly resurrect, instead of being so... I'm barely living by being spliced..."

He sneered silently, and continued to speak in a voice full of ghostly atmosphere.

"The frequency of death of experts who are stained with blood on the long street is getting lower and lower. If we look at it now, it will take about half a year!"

The tall man called Xuanming estimated the changes in his body and gave him a number to grasp the greatest possible grasp.

"It's half a year? I can afford to wait!"

A low voice sounded faintly and passed away very quickly, like a non-existent ghost, coming without a trace.

As he left, the underground space full of weirdness fell into silence again.

...

Zhao Wuyou returned to Yujing City, which happened to be winter, and it was even rare that an epidemic occurred in this cold season.

You should know that general epidemics change during the Spring and Autumn Period, and temperature changes will spread on a large scale. Winter epidemics are simply rare.

Especially this time, although there has not been any news that the disease has spread to Yujing City, it has caused a lot of turmoil in the surrounding towns.

Let the residents in Yujing City consciously start to equip some commonly used medicinal materials for plague.

For a time, the prices of medicinal materials in Yujing City and even the towns around Zuojin began to soar.

Although Shen Tianyang had already taken off the burden of in charge in the Zhao Prince's Mansion, these trivial matters have to be passed by his hands now. Should he report these inconspicuous things to Zhao Wuyou?

"Bloody? Isn't there any clear statement from the doctor?"

"Where is the doctor's guild? What do they say?"

A ray of splendor flashed in his eyes. Zhao Wuyou had already guessed what force was behind the scenes, but he still wanted to see how well Daqian was ready to deal with it.

Especially Yujing City has always been a place where high officials and nobles gather, and the level of doctors is also extremely high. If this disease cannot be solved, it will be a real group of waste.

"The epidemic is not difficult to deal with, but this is the source..."

Shen Tianyang shook his head. After all, he was born in a bitter and cold manner. He understood how difficult it would be to deal with this kind of thing. If he got involved, he would be able to withstand it himself, otherwise he would just wait for death.

"Send some people to the village to check the scale of the epidemic, find some doctors in the name of Zhao Wang Mansion, and get some drugs that can treat the epidemic first, and then simplify it!"

Zhao Wuyou's eyes flashed. He didn't care about this kind of epidemic, but why these epidemics came out was the root cause.

As far as he knows, if this time was really intentional, such a large-scale epidemic would inevitably represent something ulterior motive of experiments and conspiracies hidden!

"Yes, Prince."

Shen Tianyang bowed his hand, not feeling that it was too difficult to send people out to do these trivial things, but he was even more willing to do so.

But he didn't expect that while the Zhao Prince's Mansion was sent out, several scholarly families had already lost their close relatives in Changle County under the jurisdiction of Yujing City!

"Oh, my son!!"

The woman, who should have black and shiny hair, now had a few frosty white marks. She fell in front of the mourning hall and cried bitterly, never expected that it was just a spring outing, and her son who went out to play with her classmates was infected with an epidemic.

Moreover, unlike other people in the county, these children who went out to play were infected with the epidemic very much. They almost died after returning home for a while.

The middle-aged man with a pillar at home also bent his back slightly and held the howling woman in his arms to comfort him.

When the relatives and friends around him saw this tragic situation, they couldn't help but shed tears silently.

When the day's sacrifice ended, the moon went up to the atrium and was still burning paper money for her children in the mourning hall. Suddenly, the woman heard a crisp sound in the coffin in the middle of the hall.

Then an arm... came out of it!
Chapter completed!