Chapter 1190 The way to restore the cultivation base
Tokyo, Imperial Palace Villa.
The residence of the emperor.
noon.
The emperor was still taking his lunch break, and the entire imperial palace was a little too quiet. All the servants were cautious, fearing to make the slightest noise.
Not long ago, a new servant accidentally broke a water glass during the Emperor's lunch break, disturbing the Emperor. The unlucky guy was thrown into the lake to feed the fish.
In the bedroom.
The sleeping emperor suddenly opened his eyes and saw a man in white clothes with a sword on his back, standing beside the bed and looking at him coldly.
The emperor sat up and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
"Didn't you cooperate with Bai Yujing to kill me? Why, now that I'm standing in front of you, you don't recognize me?" The man in white said coldly: "Listen up, my name is Ye Wushuang."
What!
The emperor's face changed drastically, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Come quickly, there are assassins——"
Swish, brush, brush!
Countless figures rushed in and surrounded Ye Wushuang, at least four to five hundred people.
These people are all the emperor's bodyguards.
Among them, a large number of people were guarding the door, holding samurai swords and looking murderous.
"Quickly, capture the assassin and chop him to death with a knife." The emperor shouted loudly.
Suddenly, countless bodyguards rushed towards Ye Wushuang.
"You think you can kill me with just these wastes? You are naive." Ye Wushuang smiled disdainfully and pulled out the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword from behind.
Clang!
The sword flashed and blood splattered.
Immediately afterwards, figures fell into a pool of blood one after another.
Ye Wushuang was like a god of war, unstoppable. After just a few minutes, all the bodyguards fell to the ground, and there was blood everywhere.
shocking!
After Ye Wushuang killed these bodyguards, he turned around and walked towards the emperor with his sword in hand.
"Ye Wushuang, what are you going to do?"
"I'm warning you, this is Dadong, and you are not allowed to do whatever you want."
"Stop for me—"
The emperor was so frightened that he quickly shrank to a corner, pointed at Ye Wushuang and shouted in panic.
However, before he could finish his words, Ye Wushuang waved his sword.
puff--
The sword edge grazed the emperor's cheek, and instantly, a bloodstain appeared on the emperor's face.
The emperor almost lost his soul and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, please..."
"Kneel down!" Ye Wushuang shouted sharply.
thump.
The emperor knelt down.
"Coward." Ye Wushuang said in a cold voice with contempt on his face: "Because you are the king of a country, I will spare your life today."
"I tell you, if you dare to touch my family again, then I will bury you alive."
boom!
Ye Wushuang punched the ground, and with a "boom", a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.
The emperor turned pale with fright.
"Remember, if you don't want to die, don't mess with me again, hum!"
Ye Wushuang snorted coldly, and his body rose into the sky, like a dragon from the Nine Heavens, and disappeared in an instant.
It's been a while.
The emperor finally recovered from his fright and shouted: "Here comes someone!"
However, no one came in for a long time.
Only then did he remember that when Ye Wushuang killed his bodyguards just now, he also killed all his subordinates.
The Emperor dialed a phone number, and after waiting for the call to come through, he ordered: "I order you to summon all the masters in Dadong immediately to kill Ye Wushuang."
The person on the other end replied: "Emperor, Ye Wushuang massacred 11,000 people in Dadong Martial Arts. Apart from the Shuiyue Sect, there is no master left."
"Besides, Ye Wushuang is an immortal cultivator. If you want to kill him, you must be an immortal cultivator."
"He has killed even ordinary ninjas this time. The foundation of Dadong Martial Arts has been destroyed. I am afraid that within a hundred years, there will be no more immortal cultivators."
The Emperor was unwilling to give in and said: "Isn't the Shuiyue Sect still there? Qian Shanxue is my kendo teacher, and her master is one of the masters of Dadong Martial Arts. Go and ask them to take action."
"Emperor, I am preparing to report to you about the Shuiyue Sect." The person on the other end of the phone said: "Qian Shanxue said that if you dare to touch a hair of Ye Qiu again, she will personally send you to reincarnation."
Boom!
The emperor sat down on the ground, his whole body limp.
…
Donghai Theater Hospital.
Three days later.
Ye Qiu wakes up from coma.
When he opened his eyes, he saw several familiar faces, Qian Jinglan, Bai Bing, General Bai, the God of War and Mr. Ye.
"Auntie, Ye Qiu is awake!"
When Bai Bing saw Ye Qiu waking up, his face was filled with surprise and he asked with concern: "Ye Qiu, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Ye Qiu smiled and asked, "Mom, where is this?"
"This is the Donghai War Zone Hospital." Jun Shen said: "After you killed Cang Jing on the uninhabited island, you were seriously injured and fell into coma. Mr. Tang ordered Wei Donghai to send you here."
Ye Qiu hurriedly asked: "Where is Xiaoye? Is he dead?"
"He's dead. He was killed by the saint in the Vatican." The Army God smiled and said: "Ye Qiu, you take good care of yourself. Mr. Tang has ordered me to call him when you wake up and I will go out and give him a call."
Telephone."
After saying that, the military god left the ward.
"Mom, weren't you with your father in Kunlun Mountain? Why did you come here?" Ye Qiu asked Qian Jinglan again.
Qian Jinglan said: "I heard that you were in a life-and-death crisis. How could I sit still, so I came with your father."
"Where's father?"
"he goes……"
"I'm here." Ye Wushuang came in from the door.
Ye Qiu turned around and looked dumbfounded.
I saw Ye Wushuang wearing an apron and holding a casserole in his hand. He was dressed like a chef.
"Qiu'er, I made pork rib soup for you using the snow lotus from Kunlun Mountain. You can try it."
With a smile on her face, Ye Wushuang opened the lid of the casserole. Suddenly, a rich aroma filled the entire ward.
Then, Ye Wushuang scooped a bowl of pork rib soup for Ye Qiu with his own hands, and fed Ye Qiu to drink the soup with a spoon.
Ye Qiu was a little uncomfortable and said, "Dad, I'd better do it myself!"
"Don't move." Ye Wushuang said: "Except for your mother, there is no one in this world who is qualified for me to serve you like this. You don't know how to flatter me."
"Ahem..." Mr. Ye, who was standing aside, coughed twice.
Only then did Ye Wushuang remember that she had been so talkative just now that she forgot her father was still there, and quickly said to Mr. Ye: "Father, you didn't hear what I just said, did you?"
"I heard it." Mr. Ye said with a straight face: "Why, I am not qualified to serve you?"
"Father, you are in good health and don't need my service. Qiu'er, drink some porridge quickly." Ye Wushuang continued to feed Ye Qiu some porridge.
This scene is extremely heartwarming.
While Ye Qiu was drinking porridge, he quietly checked his physical condition.
Soon, his expression changed.
Ye Qiu discovered that his dragon energy had disappeared. Although the ten lines of true energy existed in his dantian, they were only about an inch long, leaving only their rudiments.
Now, his strength can only be compared with the masters on the Dragon List.
In other words, Ye Qiu's hard training for so long was all in vain.
