Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 242 Backstab
On the Blood Throne, there was a lazy figure resting on his face with one hand. He was dressed in a black ancient armor robe that reflected the cold light under the firelight of the altar. His face was covered by some mysterious power. Showing the pair of eyes that are still shining like stars in the dark.

Looking straight into the eyes of the "old king", Zhang Xiaohou's forehead was still covered with cold sweat even though the other party didn't make any movement. He really didn't expect that an emperor who had been dead for thousands of years could bring him such a terrible sense of oppression .

It was as if the other party would stand up at any moment and sentence himself, the trespasser, to death.

"Xiaohou, I seem to have a feeling that the ancient king is awake!" Su Xiaoluo stood behind Zhang Xiaohou and tightly tucked the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice.

"Don't scare yourself!" Zhang Xiaohou smiled reluctantly, and walked towards the Blood Throne.

At this moment, the existence above the Blood Throne spoke, and there was no joy or sorrow in his tone, and he couldn't even hear the voice of a man and a woman, just like a mosaic picture.

"You finally came……"

Zhang Xiaohou was startled suddenly, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, how could it be possible that the ancient king had already awakened, so what's the point of him coming here?
When he met the eyes of the ancient king, Zhang Xiaohou felt his soul trembling, his body trembling, and his breath suffocating...

I don't know how long it took, whether it was a moment, or ten thousand years, Zhang Xiaohou finally came out of that fear, and he also knew very well that it was not because he could ignore the oppressive feeling of the ancient king, but because the ancient king was able to ignore the oppressive feeling of the weak king. It's nothing but the mercy of those who...

"How did this happen, how did this happen...it's all over..."

Zhang Xiaohou knelt down on the ground, muttering incessantly, completely unsure what to do, he thought about directly attacking the ancient king to arouse his wrath, and thus killed him, but he couldn't move at all, his body and even his soul were paralyzed. In order to stop him from attacking the ancient king.

"Brother Qin, Brother Fan, what am I going to do!"

At the same time, behind Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo's mouth twitched into a strange smile. She quietly raised her hand to show the hand blade, just hanging at the position facing Zhang Xiaohou's heart, as if it would be straight in the next second. poke in.

And Zhang Xiaohou was still immersed in despair, not aware of anything.

Seeing this scene, Su Xiaoluo yelled frantically: "What are you going to do, stop!"

However, no matter how Su Xiaoluo yelled, the Empress of Nine Serenity did not reply at all, and the soft-looking hand blade kept slowly approaching.

"No!"

"Bah!"

The sound of his body being torn apart came, and Zhang Xiaohou's body froze suddenly. He looked down at the bloody hand that broke out from his chest in disbelief.

Turning back stiffly, it was Su Xiaoluo who had a strange smile.

"Why, why~!"

Su Xiaoluo pulled out her hand and put it in front of her lips, and licked it lightly with her tongue.

"Why, what do you say?"

Zhang Xiaohou's consciousness gradually began to collapse. He supported himself at the last moment, and watched Su Xiaoluo walk towards the Blood Throne step by step. Finally, he knelt down on the ground and said frantically, "My lord, I finally waited for you to return!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaohou understood, no wonder Su Xiaoluo dared to stand up and step into the abyss even though Su Xiaoluo's cultivation base was so low. So that's the case, hahaha, but it's good, at least she won't die, so it's okay I'm sorry for saving my life, I'm just sorry for Brother Qin, I'm sorry for Brother Fan, I'm sorry for the millions of people in the ancient capital...

No, that's not Su Xiaoluo. He doesn't believe that Su Xiaoluo would do such a thing. Although the two of them didn't get along for long, he can be sure that Su Xiaoluo is definitely not that kind of person, especially when he sticks out his tongue lightly. The action of licking her tongue, the coquettishness exuding from her bones, can never be Su Xiaoluo...

Finally, all the sealed memories were recovered.

"Heh~heh~heh! You are really lucky to have such an infatuated little girl who is willing to give everything for you!"'Su Xiaoluo' said lightly covering her lips.

……

Feeling that the atmosphere is almost brewing, Qin Shaoqing nodded slightly to the Queen Jiuyou, alas, he is really worried about the future "happiness" of his little brother, ahem, he will never say that he just wants to see The scene when Zhang Xiaohou went through the Shura field.

Jiuyouhou immediately noticed Qin Shaoqing's instructions, and then left Su Xiaoluo's body, standing in front of the Blood Throne.

"Xiaohou, it's not me, it's really not me...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, don't die, you can't die, I haven't told you that I like you, you can't die..."

Su Xiaoluo, who had regained control of her body, ran up to Zhang Xiaohou who was lying in a pool of blood, hugged him in her arms, hurriedly took out the healing potion from her pocket and poured it on Zhang Xiaohou's chest. On the wound, tears fell like rain.

Zhang Xiaohou licked his lips with great difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was almost too soft to be heard.

Su Xiaoluo quickly lowered her ears.

"I know... I know, it's not you! Don't...cry, just...laugh, if...if there is...an afterlife, I will...not..." Zhang Xiaohou's voice became softer and softer, and finally he was completely silent. made a sound.

"No! Don't die, I don't want you to die, no!" Su Xiaoluo's mournful cry echoed on the altar.

"Why, why, why did you kill Xiaohou!" Su Xiaoluo stared at Empress Jiuyou angrily, her anger even overshadowed her fear, she roared like a shrew and rushed towards Empress Jiuyou.

"I want you to die!"

When approaching Jiuyouhou for a certain distance, Su Xiaoluo suddenly sprinkled a poisonous mist towards Jiuyouhou and Qin Shaoqing, but unfortunately, before the poisonous mist approached, an invisible force gave him a smile.

Xiao Hou, don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day!

Su Xiaoluo closed her eyes slowly, waiting for death to come!

In the end, he waited for a flick of the head.

"Hahaha~! Little sister, you have already sold your life to me. I don't want you to die. You can't die!"

Hearing this sentence, Su Xiaoluo wanted to commit suicide, but found that he was imprisoned by some kind of force, unable to move at all.

"Why did you kill him, why!"

"I did promise you to save him, but I never promised you not to kill him!" Jiuyouhou replied with a chuckle, looking like an abyss demon to Su Xiaoluo. "And, in the final analysis, it's because you are too weak. If you are strong enough, you won't be manipulated by me, let alone watch your little man die in front of you!"

"You are shameless~!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

"Empress of the Nine Serenity!" At this moment, that chaotic voice with neither joy nor sorrow sounded again.

"King!" Empress Jiuyou immediately restrained her expression and stood aside.

(End of this chapter)