Xiao Beifa took one step forward, his body filled with blood and energy, firmly blocking Ling Xiao behind him.
At this moment, a painful scream suddenly came from behind the main hall.
"ah!!"
Hearing the sound, Qin Wushuang's pretty face condensed, and his figure disappeared instantly.
But a gloomy look flashed across Ling Xiao's face, and just as he was about to raise his feet to chase after him, a familiar system prompt sounded in his ears.
"Hey, the Son of Destiny is terrified. Congratulations to the host for plundering 300 luck points and 3,000 villain points."
WTF?
Ling Xiao's face was suffocated, and the joy in his eyes was not concealed at all.
I'll just say it.
How could it be possible that there was not even a single lucky person in this mighty Qin Dynasty?
I've heard people say before that when I want to sleep, someone brings me a pillow.
Originally, I thought this kind of treatment was only suitable for children of destiny.
But now it seems...
Oh yes.
I am a villain, and when anyone who is destined to see me sees me, I want to step on me.
even!!
If my soul state is the same as on the surface, and I am just a god prince, I am afraid that the soul attack just now has invaded my soul sea.
Interesting, I didn’t expect that in this land of the Holy State, there are monks who are good at divine souls?
Ling Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his feet and walked towards the back hall.
Just now, a flash of panic flashed across Qin Wushuang's face?
Ever since I saw the Empress of Qin in Da Zhou, her face showed nothing but indifference and boredom.
But when she heard the scream just now, she panicked?
Thinking like this, Ling Xiao suddenly had a suspicion in his heart.
Don’t have a fiancé?
Could it be possible...that he has a younger brother?
Fu Di Mo?
My sister, the most beautiful?
Gan!
Cousin!!! I’m a younger brother too!! Help me... get up?!
It wasn't until the ministers followed Ling Xiao to the back hall that they saw a young man wearing white clothes, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, slumped on a wooden chair, and had lost consciousness.
Ling Xiao did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power around him.
But that dazzling luck is really a bit...
So greedy!!
Four Thousand Lucks, the level of the divine soul of the fifth level of the God King, is nothing more than a ghost body, and the principles of Yin and Ming Dao.
Ghost body?
A flash of darkness flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Wushuang! This is..."
"He is my younger brother, Qin Wupo."
Qin Wushuang's voice was cold, and his pretty face was obviously anxious.
My brother's body is very weak.
But under her careful care in the past few years, such an accident has never happened.
Just now he only said to hide in the dark and look at Ling Xiao.
Why did he suddenly... vomit blood and faint?
And it looked like he was obviously hurt, and the vitality in his body was sluggish.
"Wu Po! Wu Po, wake up!"
really!!
Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, then walked up to Qin Wushuang, "Let me take a look."
"You? You know medicine..."
Qin Wushuang frowned lightly, even a little bored.
But mid-sentence, I suddenly remembered that the person in front of me was the direct descendant of the Alchemy Emperor. He was born with alchemy veins. He didn't understand medicine. Who would?
"Haha, don't worry, cousin, I specialize in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, gynecological diseases... cough, cough, let me do it."
Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked at the frighteningly white face in front of him.
Sure enough, the faces of those who feed off women are paler than those of normal people.
But just as the ministers were waiting expectantly for Ling Xiao to display some strange medical skills and the miraculous method of acupuncture passed down from ancient times...
But the young man suddenly raised his hand and slapped Qin Wupo hard on the face.
In fact, due to excessive force, his body and the wheeled wooden chariot underneath him were knocked to the ground.
"Gulu."
The entire hall suddenly fell into dead silence.
Even Qin Wushuang was a little unable to react in time.
All the courtiers looked at Ling Xiao in horror, their mouths slightly open, as if they were hesitant to speak.
Xiao Beifa was the only one with a calm expression, but there was already blood-evil energy flowing around his body.
As we all know, Qin Wushuang, the empress of the Great Qin Dynasty, was cold-blooded, averse to fireworks, decisive in killing, and most ruthless.
But he cherishes his good-for-nothing brother Qin Wupo very much, and whatever he wants, he will definitely be satisfied.
There were even rumors in the court that Qin Wushuang's conquest of the world was just to satisfy his younger brother's wish and help him achieve the eternal emperor's name.
Not to mention that Qin Wupo was slapped to the ground when he was unconscious. Even if the palace maid who usually served him accidentally hurt him, Qin Wushuang would kill him on the spot!
But right now...
Hiss.
It seems that there is a trend of a bloody storm happening in advance.
Although Ling Xiao is the orthodox leader of the Qin Dynasty, he is now followed by the Blood Dragon Palace.
But Qin Wushuang was an empress after all, and she still had some diehard loyalists behind her back.
Once the two of them fall out, it will be a disaster for the Qin Dynasty.
Can…
Lord Dragon, it is indeed...a bit too much for you to blatantly beat my comatose good-for-nothing brother.
Even if we want to help you excuse yourself, we don’t know how to open our mouths!
only!!
Just when Qin Wushuang was filled with killing intent and was about to kill Ling Xiao, a look of doubt appeared on the latter's face.
"It shouldn't be... My blood stasis-resolving stagnation palm is personally passed down by my master. It is extremely effective in treating coma caused by heart blood stasis... It shouldn't be, is the strength too light?"
"What? Expelling blood stasis and transforming the imperial palm? Directed by the Emperor of Alchemy himself?"
Qin Wushuang's pretty face condensed, and her jade hands that were originally clenched into claws quietly relaxed.
Especially the seriousness and confusion on Ling Xiao's face at this time made people even more... believe it.
"Young Master..."
Qin Wushuang hesitated slightly and was about to open his mouth when he saw Ling Xiao frowning slightly and giving her a gloomy look, "Cousin, I have already told you that I am not the Young Master now, you are the Emperor of Qin, call me... Tang
That’s fine, brother.”
"this…"
Qin Wushuang pursed her red lips tightly, but did not argue in the end, "Cousin, what happened to Wupo?"
"According to my observation, he must have been extremely frightened and was pretending... ahem, blood stasis in the heart caused coma."
Ling Xiao sighed softly, his face serious.
"What? Blood stasis? Cousin, what should I do? Isn't life in danger?"
At this time, Qin Wushuang was obviously panicked, and actually took the initiative to help Qin Wupo up from the ground, and then looked at Ling Xiao sincerely, "Cousin, hurry up, give him another slap soon, I must save him! I will
This is my younger brother, as long as you can save him, I will agree to whatever you ask for!!"
"Haha, don't worry, cousin! With me here, it will be difficult for him to die."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and the spiritual light in his hands suddenly became intense.
How could he not see that Qin Wupo was unconscious? He was obviously faking it.
As for the reason…
He was afraid that his soul had just been suppressed by the ancient Pangu stone and he had no time to escape, so he took this strategy.
even!!
Ling Xiao had already figured out how to act when he woke up later.
It's interesting, he's obviously a soul cultivator with terrifying combat power, but he still pretends to be a loser.
Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?
But, I am not an ordinary tiger, I am the Nine Heavenly Demons!!