The Empress’s Gigolo

"There is vitality in the body, is Di Can alive?" The female emperor looked at the man in the stone room with an incredible disbelief.

Both Li Yuanzhu and Lin Dong's faces changed.

The human body in the stone room gave the two people an extremely dangerous feeling. Both of them could feel the sense of oppression from the human body. Like a volcano, they could erupt at any time, turning everything in front of him into ashes.

However, this sense of oppression has a feeling of lifelessness.

The opponent has saved strength but not vitality.

However, an area the size of a palm near the opponent's heart contains a touch of vitality, as well as the huge blood that emits countless light and heat like the scorching sun, burning and boiling everything.

That trace of vitality is hidden in this huge blood.

Unlike normal people, the qi and blood of normal people radiate vitality all the time, and are contained in every drop of blood and every cell.

However, there is very little vitality in the body in front of it, only a trace of it, free in the huge blood like the sun, like a fish swimming in the water, use this vitality to activate the huge mass of vitality Qi and blood, so that it does not dissipate Qi and blood after death, as normal creatures do.

It was this vitality that shook the Empress.

Ren Baqian completely choked.

Live?

You know, the human race was driven here for about 5,000 years.

In other words, this Emperor Can live for five thousand years?

"Oh!" It seemed as if a dull drum sound was blowing in the sky, hitting everyone's hearts.

This is-the sound of a heartbeat from the body in front.

With this heartbeat, the huge blood and blood flowed through Di Chan's body with a rolling scouring sound, and then returned to the heart of the body again.

This time, even the rest of the body exudes a touch of vitality, as if living.

Let the empress subconsciously stand in front of Ren Qianqian and be on guard.

But over time, this vitality is gradually disappearing.

Di Chan's body was restored to that full of lifelessness, with only a trace of vitality and huge blood and blood entangled in the small space at the heart.

The people at the door of Shishi were silent, staring at Di Can, wondering whether they were moving forward or back.

"What's happening? The Emperor is really alive?" Ren Baqian asked carefully.

"Yes, there is still a little vitality in the body, and all the blood is collected in one place." The female emperor also eased her voice.

"What do you do now? Would you like to burn a piece of paper for Shangzhu Xiang and say we are here to worship the Emperor?" Ren Baqian began to run a horse-drawn carriage, which was really amazing.

If the other party wakes up and finds that they are waiting to lift his coffin board, I wonder if he will be angry.

"Lin Jiaozhu, did your ancestor say this in the coffin? How long can the emperor live normally?" Ren Baqian could not help asking.

Lin Dong was too lazy to care about him in the first half of the sentence, but answered the second half. "I don't know! But I can't live for five thousand years."

Ren Baqian carefully looked at Dian Chan, who was sitting on the plate. From the outside, he looked like he was 40 or 50 years old, with a big body and a majestic face. Outside is a set of gray-black metal armor, the front of which looks like the head of a strange beast, and the battle skirt below, even after thousands of years, it has not been stained with the slightest dust and emits a faint light.

Near him was a huge double-edged battle axe, with the axe face like a door panel.

It seems that this emperor is like the ancients, and mainly focuses on physical fitness.

From Ren Baqian's point of view, the distinction between the ancients and other countries is mainly the difference between physical and spiritual cultivation.

The former has the essence of blood and strong physique. The latter is the main spirit and strong soul.

At first glance, Di Chan saw the path of physical training.

And Di Chan's right hand touched the ground, and if he looked closely, he could find eight characters written on the ground with his fingers.

"Take my body, and bless my people!"

Seeing these eight words, Ren Baqian felt as if he had been hit in the heart. Uncomplicated complex emotions rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he saw the **** battle of the human race, and saw the emperor of the human race protecting the tens of millions, The tragedy of the human race thousands of years ago.

The weight of these eight words and the emotions contained in it made him sigh sigh.

From these eight words, you can understand the person in front of you.

The empress's eyes flickered, and she was also hit by the eight words.

Only such a person can be called the emperor of the human race.

He was a little bit worse than him.

Bowing to the other side and bowing down, bending down and spine, this is the biggest etiquette of the ancient people.

The eight words left by the Emperor gave her the biggest lesson.

"The Emperor is dead." The emperor said as if she understood something. In his mouth, the name of Di Chan was replaced by the word Emperor.

"This is the remains of him."

After speaking, the emperor stepped forward three steps, and suddenly surrounded by darkness, she seemed to be standing in a void.

In front of her, standing there was a majestic man in armour and standing with his hands on his back. His eyes were like stars, as if looking at her, as if looking at something else.

"Second generation, my stubble can still be used to help you." Di Can said in his mouth.

"The chance is in Lingjian Mountain."

In just two sentences, Di Chan's body turned into countless light spots, pouring into the emperor's knowledge of the sea, and countless knowledge from Di Can poured into the memory of the emperor.

The empress felt like she was floating on the sea, swept by the storm.

I don't know how long it took, the storm subsided, and the sea waves calmed down before she recovered, and she felt a familiar person dragging herself.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

The Emperor turned around and looked at the stone room. Ren Baqian was beside her, her face was agitated, and she was relieved when she saw it.

Lin Dong and Li Yuanzhu were also looking at themselves.

"How long have I been standing?" The Empress asked.

"Kungfu of a cup of tea." Ren Baqian sighed, and the Empress Emperor suddenly stood there after three steps, for five minutes, which scared him.

"What the **** happened?"

The empress rubbed her forehead: "I got something left by the Emperor."

Turning to look at Di Chan, he bowed down again.

Then put the palm on Di Chan ’s forehead, and according to the contents of Di Chan ’s knowledge left to him, shake the sea to form a certain frequency and connect with Di Chan ’s body.

After a moment of effort, the emperor felt as if several lines were connected between her and Di Chan's body ~ www.readwn.com ~ As the emperor's mind moved, Di Can suddenly moved her finger.

Although the action was extremely small, it could not hide everyone, and was shocked.

The emperor knew that she could only do this step at present. According to what was in her mind, she needed to spend some time to truly control Di Chan's body.

The empress then waved at the crowd, "Don't be nervous."

Looking at Di Chan's body, the emperor slowly spoke with admiration: "The emperor knows that the longer this place is exiled, the lower the human race's strength is, and the more difficult it is to fight against other races. Therefore, he burned the soul and turned his body into a weapon. He can reach 70% of his strength and can be used three times. "

With the words of the emperor, the other three looked at each other, looked at the emperor sitting there, and looked at the eight characters on the ground.

Use my stubble to protect my people.

. Miaoshuwu