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Chu He was on the verge of crying, he almost kneeled on the ground and hugged his opponent's thigh.
"If worse comes to worse, I will kill him first before committing suicide!"
Nangong Ziyu did not move at all, his killing intent continued to invade people's bodies.
Chu He's face turned black, wasn't this Elder Sister Immortal a little too extreme?
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have dared to save him even if he was given a hundred guts.
"Are there any other solutions?" Chu He said with a sullen face.
"Or I can just dig out his eyes first and then chop off his hands. At worst, I can just cripple my own eyes and compensate him."
Nangong Ziyu thought for a moment, then said seriously.
Chu He was stupefied on the spot, wasn't this too damn ruthless!
"Puff ?"
Just as Chu He was preparing to escape, the excited palace master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
After that, he collapsed as if he had lost all his strength.
"Elder Sister Immortal ?" Seeing that, Chu He's face was also filled with panic.
He then placed his finger on the Palace Master's wrist and took his pulse.
"You must not be angry anymore, and do not use any more spiritual energy. Your cultivation technique is incomplete, and the spiritual energy you cultivate is not pure at all. Your Nine Yin Cold Experience rejects this kind of low-level spiritual energy, causing the spiritual energy to scurry around and damage your internal organs."
After Chu He finished checking his pulse, his eyebrows tightly knitted as he looked at the Asgard Mistress with an extremely serious expression.
"Snow ?" Xue'er doesn't know how to call her pulse, you ? Who exactly are you? "
At this moment, the palace master's body was extremely weak. She exhaled even more than she breathed in and out, and her complexion was even paler than before.
"I... "Actually, I just ?"
But just when Chu He was about to reveal his identity, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly interrupted him.
"Little sister Ziyu, how have you been?"
"Who's talking?"
Chu He looked around and for a moment, he did not see a single person appearing in the hall.
The Mistress weakly lifted her arm and looked at the exquisite storage ring on her finger. She said weakly, "Is this the purpose for you to give me the Floating Cloud Ring?"
This Floating Cloud Ring was the first gift Tianyuan Emperor had given her when they had met. Since the other party was the emperor, she couldn't refuse their respect, so she accepted the gift.
But no matter what, she never thought that Tianyuan Emperor would actually hide a trace of soul power within the ring. He had relied on this bit of soul power to converse with her.
"Ai!" Little sister Ziyu, how can you think like this about us?
Then, a deep middle-aged man's voice came out from the "Floating Cloud Ring" once again.
"Snow ?" "Help me send a bit of spiritual energy into this ring."
He originally wanted to call Chu He Xue'er, but then he remembered that she wasn't Xue'er.
Although Chu He did not know the purpose of her words, he still channeled a bit of spirit energy into the ring.
Then, something miraculous happened. The ring suddenly emitted a blue light, and the blue light slowly gathered together, forming a human figure.
This was a middle-aged man wearing a golden-purple dragon robe. Although he wasn't a real person, he emanated an invisible dragon's might.
He was dressed in a dragon robe embroidered with five golden dragons. His body was cold and his chest was broad. He sat on a large dragon throne, and every movement he made contained an imposing aura that could shake the world!
Although Chu He had never seen this person before, he already had a few guesses in his heart.
This person was very likely to be the Tianyuan Kingdom's doggy emperor, and also Yu Er's father!
Seeing that face, Chu He almost couldn't hold back and slapped him, but thinking that it was just an illusion, he held back his anger and stood to the side silently.
"Little sister Ziyu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?"
When the middle aged man saw the weak Nangong Ziyu, he purposely spoke in a surprised tone, but in truth, the corners of his mouth had started to rise.
It was as if he had known about this matter since long ago and didn't have a shred of surprised expression on his face.
"No ?" Don't worry about me, and don't call me little sister Ziyu. We're not that close yet. " Nangong Ziyu did not bother to hide his disgust as he coldly said.
"Palace Head Violet Jade, it's been so long since we've last met, and you're still as cold and indifferent as ever. But I really like your attitude. I've told you before, as long as you agree to be my imperial concubine, the position of Empress will always be yours!"
The middle-aged man's expression turned extremely dark. When he spoke, his tone was very firm. This was the innate might of someone who had been in a position of power for a long time.
"You ? "Don't even think about it!" Nangong Ziyu gritted his teeth.