In the underground palace
Deputy General Xiao on the side had been watching for a long time. There was a moving python mark on Zuolu Ashika's wrist.
"What's that python mark on your wrist?" Xiao Pu asked, "How did you escape from Master Jiu's camp?"
"I didn't escape on my own, I did die."
"Ah!" Fu Tong'er turned her head and hugged Jiu Ye's body tightly, but felt it was not enough. She closed her eyes and groped for Jiu Ye's two arms, then wrapped her arms around him and hugged him!
Watching the little girl in his arms' series of small movements, Lu Zhenzhi gently hugged her tighter.
Zuolu Ashika looked at the childish Fu Tong'er and said, "The night I took you to the mountains, you were as mature as a woman of twenty-five or twenty-six. And now you are so childish again. I guess he spoiled you a lot."
After saying that, he walked to the side, leaned on the stone platform of the underground palace, gasped, stretched out his right wrist, pulled up his sleeves, revealing his pale hand.
There is indeed a poisonous python mark on it, on the wrist.
The python seal can still move.
"This is the seal of the poisonous python. Guizi is my grandmother's homeland. I am the crown prince of Qi, but my mother is from the western regions of Guizi. My last name is indeed Ashika. This is indeed the underworld. The title of Hades is indeed an inherited title. However, this title was not bestowed by you, Great Yan. It was bestowed by the First Emperor on the Ashika clan of Guizi, a disgrace."
As he spoke, he coughed up black blood again.
"Come here! Tong'er, I will pass all my internal energy to you. If the Regent Prince Chun bullies you in the future, you will have the strength to fight back! Come quickly, I don't have much time left..." As he said that, a mouthful of black blood gushed out again!
Fu Tong'er was still hesitating.
"It won't turn into a snake monster. The poisonous python contract is just a kind of witchcraft in the country of Guizi that condenses flesh and blood."
"In order to escape, You Li cut off my flesh and blood to deceive your regent, Prince Chun. The poisonous python contract was only to save my life. The skills in my body are all righteous, don't worry! I won't scare your future son!"
Fu Tong'er was still hesitating.
Zuolu Ashika stood up and walked over, pulled Fu Tong'er away from Jiu Ye's arms, and brought them to a big rock.
"Your man is about to attack Shangyang County City. It will surely be a fierce battle. You may have some martial arts skills, but they are only rudimentary. You only know how to wield a whip and perform light martial arts, right? That's all General Nayu taught you. Once you learn my skills, you'll be able to challenge your Regent, Prince Chun, one-on-one."
Lu Zhenzhi: “…”
Fu Tong'er still didn't say anything, but the next second Zuo Lu Ashika pushed her and made her sit on a big rock.
Then, he closed his eyes, held on to his last breath, flew up, sat behind Fu Tong'er, grabbed her right arm with one palm, and turned her left arm with the other...
King Hui watched Zuolu Ashika pass all his skills to Fu Tong'er and couldn't help but worry: "Ninth Uncle, you should listen to her more in the future, otherwise your Regent Prince Chun's mansion will be in turmoil..."
"snort!!"
Fu Tong'er meditated with her hands on her knees, her body spinning rapidly. Behind her, Zuo Lu Ashika stretched out his palms to Fu Tong'er's back, continuously inputting his internal energy.
Standing ten steps away, Lu Zhenzhi had already felt the internal strength in Fu Tong'er's body increase from zero to a little, and then to a lot, and then to strong. Her internal strength was already inferior to his.
However, Fu Tong'er is weak, so whether she can withstand such strong internal force depends on her luck.
Zuo Lu Ashika retracted his palm and used his last bit of strength to throw Fu Tong'er away. Lu Zhenzhi flew over to catch Fu Tong'er and dropped her to the ground.
When I looked again, Zuolu Ashika was already sitting there, dead.
Fu Tong'er suddenly became very sad and burst into tears.
"He's dead again! Dead again!" Fu Tong'er walked over, closed her eyes, and slowly opened them. In her eyes, there were no longer colorful images, but hazy outlines.
She knelt there, touching his mask and taking it off.
Yes, he is Zhu Quanran.
Fu Tong'er knelt in front of his body, holding the mask, crying and shaking with tears.
The man who said he would protect her for the rest of her life died again, and this time, he was really dead.
She turned over his mask and saw a string of characters inside.
"Zuolu, monk, snow monk, Tong'er, Wutong."
She closed her eyes, cried so hard that her body trembled, and she hugged the mask and couldn't get up for a while.
At this time, the breath of Jiu Ye came from behind.
He embraced her, took the mask from her hand, and held her in his arms: "You have me, dear...don't be afraid."
Fu Tong'er threw herself into Jiu Ye's arms and cried bitterly.
"He's really dead this time." She choked up, "He's really dead this time... He wrote and wrote inside the mask. No wonder he didn't want to take it off."
Lu Zhenzhi turned it over and read the words:
"Zuolu, monk, snow monk, Tong'er, Wutong"
However, he also saw a small notebook, as small as a fingernail, right under the line of words.
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