God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 511 Breaking the Blood Curse

"Can you let me meet the little demon king Fayi now?" Mu Gu asked in a deep voice, holding back his anger that was about to explode.

Ye Xuan closed the jade box containing the star fruit, pushed it aside, and said, "Actually, my need for the star fruit is not as strong as you think. What I want is not the star fruit, but something else."

"You!" Mugu almost got angry, thinking it was blackmail.

Originally, he wouldn't know the door of the God General's Mansion even if he was beaten to death, but now the life and death of the little demon king Fayi is unknown, and the pressure from the demon king Fatian is very heavy. What else do you want?"

"Your blood." Ye Xuan said.

Mu Gu knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

The blood of the sky demon priest is the only way to break the slave blood curse. Although he is in charge of the caravan of the sky demon clan now, but before that, he was the high priest of the sky demon clan.

Mugu wanted to resist, but now he was a fish on the chopping board, and had no right to resist at all.

Ye Xuan waved to Long Yuanwei.

Long Yuanwei stepped forward, drew his knife and cut open Mu Gu's palm, blood gushing out immediately.

Another Long Yuanwei caught the blood with a bowl, and when the bowl was full, he showed it to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Leave it to Ye Xiao's dark guards, they know how to do it."

"Yes." Long Yuanwei left with the blood bowl in his hand.

Mu Gu pressed the wound on his palm, held back his anger, and asked again: "Can you let me see the little demon king Fayi now?"

"Do you know the difference in character between humans and sky demons? In front of the Longhua Palace, I let go of the little demon king Fayi, but the demon king Fatian could kill those 1 people with his backhand, but humans are not that despicable. "

Ye Xuan asked another Long Yuanwei to order: "Take him to the dungeon to have a look at the little demon king Fayi, and send a message to Ye Xiao's dark guard. If the demon dares to make any changes this day, he will be killed immediately."

Long Yuanwei took the order and took Mu Gu to the dungeon.

Ye Xuan continued to hold Tong's hand, and taught her to write: "Tong's characters should be written next to the Mu characters."

Before Mu Gu walked out of the Martial Arts Academy, he looked back and saw that Ye Xuan was teaching the two holy sons to write seriously, and his face was covered with another layer of frost.

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At the end of the lunch break, Long Yuanwei's martial arts instructor came out of the quiet room and stood on the martial arts stage again.

But he didn't urge him loudly, but waited on the martial arts platform.

Ye Xuan held Tong's little hand, finished writing the last word, then got up and said: "Okay, you guys continue to practice swords. Go back to the yard to rest when you are tired."

"Okay." Tong nodded quickly in agreement, very well-behaved.

Ye Xuan walked towards the outside of the courtyard, walked a few steps, then turned back and said, "Practice your sword obediently, and I will reward you all tonight."

Hitomi was even happier, holding Sui's hand, bouncing up and down onto the martial arts stage, and began to practice swords.

Ye Xuan left the Academy of Martial Arts and came to a secluded courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw Fang Qiangxiao and Mo Wuming.

Fang Gunxiao still sits in a wheelchair. Although his legs are preserved, it takes months for his muscles to grow back, so he can only sit in a wheelchair.

Mo Wuming was sitting cross-legged on the bluestone floor of the yard, and now his figure was too burly, the height of sitting on the ground could reach the chest position of an ordinary person.

A night owl dark guard was using Mu Gu's blood to lift Mo Wuming's slave blood curse.

Fresh blood dripped into the slave's blood curse, and the blood curse surfaced, and then wiped it off smoothly with a cloth.

After washing with water, Mo Wuming immediately stood up, touched his forehead, and laughed loudly: "This damn blood curse is finally lifted, and I will really be free in the future!"

He laughed twice, and when he saw Ye Xuan coming in, he quickly greeted him respectfully: "Master."

Fang Qiangxiao was not a servant of the Divine General's Mansion, so he turned around and said, "My lord."

"I'll come and see, the slave blood curse is lifted?" Ye Xuan greeted casually.

"It's lifted, I can feel it, and I'm really free in the future." Mo Wuming was very excited. He was a slave for eight years, and after being rescued, he was cursed by the slave's blood curse for so many years. Now he is finally free. That excited feeling The mood is beyond words.

Ye Xiao's dark guard held the remaining blood, turned around and said: "Young master, this blood of the sky demon priest is very useful, and my subordinates are going to seal it up and take it out for use when needed."

Ye Xuan waved his hand and said, "Take it. Well... Mu Gu went to the dungeon to meet the little demon king Fayi. If you think a bowl of blood is not enough, you can stab him twice."

The tone of the speech is very casual, but the words that are spoken make people shudder.

But Fang Qiangxiao and Mo Wuming laughed happily after hearing this.

While the three were talking, Chief Qin Wu came in with two servants, and said: "The old servant saw that the young master and Captain Fang had a very happy conversation, and specially sent two jars of good wine. Do you want the young master to drink with Captain Fang?"

"It's just in time, open it, and bring some dishes over here, we'll have a good drink here today." Ye Xuan immediately asked them to open the wine, and set up a battle in the courtyard, until drunk.

A dozen large bowls were lined up on the stone table, and fine wine was poured on them like a river.

Fang Qiangxiao was the first to pick up a bowl, raised his head to finish it, and said with a big laugh, "Happy! Since returning to Chaohua, Fang always thinks of the days of bloody battles with the general in Longyuan Prefecture every night. But in order to avoid suspicion, more than ten years Come on, I only met the general a few times from a distance, and it is delusional to go to the door to reminisce! Now that I resign from the official position, Fang can finally visit the mansion of the general with dignity, without having to worry about his tongue! Refreshing!"

Mo Wuming picked up the wine bowl and looked at it. He felt that the wine bowl was too small, so he stretched out his hand and snatched the big wine jar from the waiter's hand. The big wine jar with a weight of one hundred catties, he held it with one hand and poured it with his head up.

"Can you think about it? Three months ago, I was a short and thin escaped slave from the Heavenly Demon. Now I can tear the Heavenly Demon apart. I never imagined that I would be able to do so in front of the Emperor and so many great Zhous." In front of the princes, violently beat the sky demon! All this is the gift of the young master, I only do two things in my life, kill the sky demon, and go through fire and water for the gods!"

Ye Xuan listened to the two venting their excitement, chatting while drinking.

The three of them drank happily, and their loud laughter made the entire Divine General's Mansion a little proud.

"By the way, Mo Wuming, your name sounds strange, did your parents choose it?" Fang Qiangxiao asked casually.

"No, I don't have a famous name. I was born in a small border village adjacent to Longyuan Prefecture. There was not even a single person in the village who could read. I didn't even have a famous name when I was taken into slavery..."

"I was enslaved by the Sky Monster Clan for eight years, and when I was rescued by the iron cavalry of the Longyuan Army, the iron cavalry general wanted to record the names of us rescued. At that time, the iron cavalry general also asked my name, so I said my surname is Mo , no name. Then the Cavalry General memorized the three words 'Mo Wuming'."

"Since then, my name has been named Mo Wuming. Later, when I worked as a guard in a general's home, the leader of the guard asked my name again, and I said it was Mo Wuming. The leader of the guard said that the name was too strange, and changed it for me. With one word, it becomes Mo Wuming."

Mo Wuming told the evolution of his name, and the process was very bizarre.

Fang Qiangxiao thought for a while, and said: "This name is not good either, it lacks momentum! In the Longyuan Army, momentum is very important. Look at my name, Fang Gunxiao! The gun light roars! The momentum rises."

"Then what should I do? Brother Fang, why don't you change my name for me." Mo Wuming thought for a while and asked.

Fang Qiangxiao looked at Ye Xuan on the side, and said with a smile: "If you want to change your name, of course you have to ask the young master to change it. If you can get the name from the young master, you will be considered to have a name. Otherwise, it will be called by others casually."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Mo Wuming quickly looked at Ye Xuan, and asked, "Master, can you give me a name?"

Ye Xuan didn't refuse, thought for a while, and said, "Then remove one word and call it 'Mo Wu'."

(End of this chapter)