The undead hurriedly closed the small bilge door again, then picked up the golden hoop and carefully held it in front of Huang Wanqian.
Someone from Chu's voice came out from the phone again: "Xiao Wang, give the phone to your subordinates, and you can put on the gold band and let the master see it."
When Huang Wanqian heard the words "little king" from Chu's mouth, Huang Wanqian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. How could he, the majestic king of the undead, become a little king in front of him?
Being depressed, he naturally did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, so he gave the phone to his undead subordinates as promised, and then put the gold hoop on his head.
When the golden hoop was placed on Huang Wanqian's head, "swastika"-shaped runes floated on it.
Golden "swastika"-shaped runes floated along the golden circle and around Huang Wanqian's head.
As the runes floated, the golden circle quickly adjusted to fit the size of Huang Wanqian's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, all the golden runes disappeared into the golden circle and disappeared.
Chu Tianshu looked at the phone and laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad, it's pretty good-looking. Xiao Wang, the master has given you such a good gift. Why don't you thank the master quickly?"
Huang Wanqian almost choked on his own saliva, but when he saw Huang Caiwei next to Chu Tianshu, he had to be patient and said: "Thank you, master."
"Very good." Chu Tianshu said, "Just be patient and let the master try the effect of the golden hoop."
After all, where Huang Wanqian's cultivation was, Chu Tianshu was not sure whether the golden hoop would be effective on Huang Wanqian.
Then, Chu Tianshu recited silently.
Huang Wanqian's eyes widened instantly.
Then, he covered his head with both hands and looked in pain.
He quickly went berserk, and six purple flames lit up between his brows, but he still couldn't resist the pain caused by the golden hoop, and he let out a suppressed roar.
After a while, Huang Wanqian finally couldn't help crying out: "Stop...Master, stop..."
He had a splitting headache and felt as if his soul was being pulled out of his body. This was the first time he had experienced this kind of pain in hundreds of years of life.
Only then did Huang Wanqian know why Chu Tianshu wanted him to wear the golden hoop.
With this golden hoop, even without the temptation of Corpse Hand, he would not dare to betray Chu Tianshu casually, unless he wanted to die.
For a time, Huang Wanqian's mood was extremely complicated.
Chu Tianshu's mood was exactly the opposite. Seeing that the Soul Binding Curse was also effective against Huang Wanqian, he was completely relieved and in a good mood.
Huang Wanqian wailed: "Master, I will never betray you, please stop... I can't stand it anymore, it hurts..."
Only then did Chu Tianshu stop chanting the mantra.
The feeling of pain disappeared instantly. Huang Wanqian was sweating profusely and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Chu Tianshu took out a cigarette and lit it, then walked to the river and found a place to sit down.
Huang Caiwei also followed and sat next to Chu Tianshu.
Ren Changfeng and Ye Shaoliu continued to stare at the van.
Although the sun was still shining outside, it was basically impossible for the two undead in the car to come out, but the vigilance they had honed countless times between life and death made them dare not take it lightly.
Huang Caiwei tilted her head and looked at Chu Tianshu blankly.
Her eyes were complicated, including admiration and worry.
Chu Tianshu took a puff of cigarette and turned around: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Huang Caiwei said: "I admire your good skills. It's so easy to conquer a king of our undead clan with just a few trades."
"The right time, the right place and the right people." Chu Tianshu shrugged, "To put it bluntly, it's just good luck and coincidence. If I were to do it over again, I might not be able to do it again."
Huang Caiwei said: "Luck is always a part of strength."
Chu Tianshu saw the worry in Huang Caiwei's eyes and asked, "What are you worried about?"
Huang Caiwei said: "Now that you have undead with the strength of a king, I will be of no use to you, right?"
"So you're worried about this?"
Chu Tianshu raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Huang Caiwei with a smile: "Who do you think I trust more, you or Huang Wanqian?"
There was no need to doubt this question. Huang Caiwei said without hesitation: "Me."
Chu Tianshu said: "Isn't that enough? Even if I conquer him, can he still take your place beside me?"
He patted Huang Caiwei on the shoulder: "I even gave you my corpse hands. I spent so much effort training you so that you can face the sun. If I just abandon you like this, what will my previous efforts be?
Isn’t it all in vain?”
Hearing Chu Tianshu's heartfelt words, Huang Caiwei was completely relieved. She smiled brightly: "I will definitely serve you well."
Her beautiful eyes were reflected by the setting sun, glowing like amber.
Chu Tianshu just sat there, smoking one cigarette after another and thinking about his thoughts.
By the time he finished smoking the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, it was getting dark.
Just as Chu Tianshu stood up from the grass, he heard a loud "bang" from behind him.
He turned around and saw that the two doors at the rear of the van were blown away.
Then, Huang Wanqian came out of the carriage with his undead.
Although Chu Tianshu had subdued Huang Wanqian, Ren Changfeng and Ye Shaoliu still subconsciously raised their weapons and stared at Huang Wanqian with vigilant faces.
Huang Wanqian looked in the direction of Chu Tianshu with a complicated expression.
Chu Tianshu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Huang Wanqian with a half-smile.
After a while, Huang Wanqian gritted his teeth and strode towards Chu Tianshu.
He came to a stand three steps away in front of Chu Tianshu, bowed his head deeply to the ground, and said respectfully: "Emperor Wanqian, I have met my master."
Seeing this, the undead man behind him also hurriedly bowed to Chu Tianshu and saluted.
The corners of Chu Tianshu's lips curled up: "Very good."
Huang Wanqian raised his head and said respectfully: "Master, please give me your orders. Huang Wanqian is willing to serve you."
Chu Tianshu asked: "I heard that you have two undead holy weapons in your hand?"
Huang Wanqian shook his head and said, "No."
A sharp light flashed in Chu Tianshu's eyes, and he said coldly: "Are you still not honest?"
Huang Wanqian said in a sullen voice: "It's true, Master, the two sacred artifacts in my hand are both fakes."
He explained: "As the king of the undead in the Western Territory, if I don't even have a sacred weapon of the undead in my hand, I'm afraid the people below will disobey me."
The undead man behind looked at Huang Wanqian with a strange expression.
Chu Tianshu said: "That's why you are so anxious to get the undead holy weapon in my hand?"
Huang Wanqian nodded and said: "Yes."
After saying that, he suddenly turned around, grabbed the neck of the man behind him, and lifted him up.
The undead's eyes widened and he spoke in a difficult tone: "King..."
He never imagined that Huang Wanqian would actually kill him after they had just experienced life and death together.