The Miao King put down his wine glass, his voice trembling, "What exactly does the Imperial Master want to say?"
Qing Xuan stood up and shook his hands. The black centipede wrapped around his fingers fell to the ground and disappeared in an instant.
He walked towards the Miao King step by step, and the blood in his eyes became more and more weird.
"The Gu King is the lifeline of the Miao region. For the past eighteen years, hasn't Your Majesty been curious about the Gu King's whereabouts?"
King Miao slumped in his seat, and his personal guard stepped forward, holding a spear to block Qing Xuan.
Qing Xuan raised his arm and the air flow surged from under the cuffs embroidered with golden flowing clouds, going straight for the vital point of the armed guard.
Before the two guards could understand what was happening, their ribs were broken and their hearts ruptured by the true qi, causing them to die.
The Miao King was sweating profusely, and the exquisite cups and plates were shattered all over the floor.
At the moment of attack, he saw clearly Qing Xuan's hand hidden in his sleeve.
Beneath the pale and bloodless skin, there were spider-web-like black lines crawling all over, making it hard to imagine that this was the hand of a living person.
The more King Miao thought about it, the more frightened he became.
He finally realized something and asked, "Is the Gu King on you?"
Qing Xuan smiled, and his pupils suddenly turned blood-red. "To be precise, I am the Gu King."
Over the past eighteen years, humans and Gu have become one and are no longer distinguishable from each other.
Fatty hid on the beam and shivered.
This guy said in front of the host that the poison had taken effect and acted pitiful to gain sympathy. He was just acting!
Bah! Big liar! It needs to have a good talk with its host!
Sensing the breath of the Gu King, poisonous insects swarmed into the Miao King's Mansion.
Since the disappearance of the Gu King, witchcraft has declined in Miao areas, and many young Miao people have never seen poisonous insects.
The servants in the mansion were in a mess, and they might have frightened themselves to death before being stung by the poisonous insects.
The Miao King's fear was beyond words.
He was present when his father lent the Gu King to a man from the Central Plains. At that time, he was about to reach adulthood and was old enough to stand on his own.
The Central Plains man promised to return the Gu King within a month, but there was no news from him since then.
Later, the old Miao King died suddenly and his eldest son succeeded him. The new king was unwilling to pursue the matter, so the matter was left unresolved.
Now he knew why there was no news from the Gu King.
The Gu King, who was supposed to burst out of the body after absorbing all the vitality of the host, remained in the human body and coexisted with the person in front of him for a full eighteen years.
The Miao King calmed down and said, "My father fell into a swamp and drowned. He didn't leave a single last word. I know nothing."
Qing Xuan walked to the throne, and the strange black pattern had already climbed up his neck and onto his face.
But he didn't care. He just hooked his finger and a swarm of insects swarmed over and crawled all over the Miao King's body.
The only sounds in the Miao King's ears were the rustling of insects and the man's eerie, chuckling voice: "How could the Miao King have fallen into the swamp?"
"I……"
The Miao King opened his mouth and a centipede fell in, sliding down his tongue into his esophagus. The scene was chilling enough to make one feel sick.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, his Adam's apple moved, and he actually swallowed the centipede.
At the same time, the insects on his body scattered in panic as if they were burned by fire.
King Miao stretched his neck, stood up from the throne, and when he spoke again, his tone was cold and gloomy, as if he had become a different person.
"I warned you not to come. You are seeking your own death."
martial arts world.
Chu Xiafeng never imagined that the evil sect Tongtianmen, which had been a thorn in his throat for fifteen years, was hidden in the green mountains behind Wulin City.
Coincidentally, just when the group was searching along Bian Jing in vain and feeling frustrated, a mysterious master appeared and handed Chu Xiafeng an ancient book on breaking formations.
With the help of this ancient book, he was able to crack the formation that had protected Tongtian Gate for fifteen years without being discovered.
As the saying goes, you may search high and low for something but never find it; when you find it, it comes without any effort.
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