There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 286 Blood of the King

King Loulan stood in front of the door, looking at this young man with a normal face, his heart was full of turmoil.

The last time he saw this person was 17 years ago. At that time, this person was already a very old man. Unexpectedly, after 17 years, he can actually rejuvenate to this point.

At first, King Loulan had hoped that he might be a deceitful person who used the name of the miserable old man, at most he was a descendant of his disciples and grandchildren.

But now, King Loulan believed more and more that the man in front of him was the miserable old man Ning Huan.

"How did you become like this?" King Loulan couldn't help but said.

Ning Huan looked at the King of Loulan who dared to speak, with a slightly playful expression: "Why, do you want to learn?"

King Loulan quickly lowered his head: "Don't dare."

"Actually, if you want to learn, I can teach you." Ning Huan said with a light smile, "It's just after you retrieve the Bone Erosion Sword for me."

King Loulan was trembling all over. He didn't know why the Bone Erosion Sword was right in front of him, and Ning Huan didn't want to take it with his own hands. If it was because he was afraid that there would be some kind of hidden mechanism, King Loulan himself didn't know if there was a hidden weapon. .

This is his own kingdom treasury.

But if there is anything else wrong, King Loulan really doesn't know anything about it.

Now that the door to the treasure room has been opened, King Loulan turned his head to look at Ning Huan, who also looked at him expressionlessly. This young man had black hair and black eyes, and his complexion was as white and smooth as jade, and he was even handsome like a woman.

This made King Loulan feel even more shuddering.

He took a step forward, but the scene when he saw the miserable old man for the first time appeared in his mind.

At that time, he was still the third prince of the Loulan Kingdom. The king at that time was already old and gradually getting old and faint.

He was a strong contender for the throne at that time, and the king at that time had promised him that the throne would be passed on to him after a hundred years, but later the third prince gradually discovered that the old king had said such words to almost every grown-up son of his , He even said that he wanted to watch his sons check and balance each other and kill each other.

At that time, the third prince had reached the most dangerous situation.

He gradually fell out of favor, and he was about to go to jail and become a prisoner at the mercy of others.

In desperation, he could only fight to the death.

At this time, someone recommended to him this peerless master called the Miserable Old Man.

But he promised the miserable old man that if the other party could help him ascend to the throne of Loulan, then he would rather share the world with this peerless master.

Anyway, it's a blank check that hasn't been received, no matter how much you promise, it's not an exaggeration.

But this person named Ning Huan calmly refused.

He only made one request that seemed absurd and extremely insulting to the third prince.

That is, after he succeeded to the throne, all the female family members of the royal family had to feed him for three days and three nights.

King Loulan, who had no hesitation in the face of sharing the kingdom, did not directly agree to this absurd and shameful request for the first time.

Then he heard Ning Huan's calm and playful laughter: "Why, the world is so big that it can't be compared with a few women?"

Inspired by this, King Loulan gritted his teeth and agreed to Ning Huan's request.

At that time, he was still lucky - no matter how superb the martial arts of this miserable old man was, how could he alone be able to defeat a trained army of thousands of people.

But that night, the white-haired old man entered the imperial city alone with his strange dark green bone sword.

At dawn, the old man held a bloody bone sword and invited him to enter the imperial city to become the throne.

The third prince was skeptical.

But after knowing that he had entered the imperial city and seeing the corpses scattered all over the city, his first reaction was to kneel down on the ground, weeping bitterly.

He wasn't crying over the deaths of his parents and brothers.

Instead, she cried that she had offended such a terrible monster.

On that day, Ning Huan killed all the men in Loulan's royal family with one sword, making the third prince the only legitimate heir.

Then before the third prince moved into the palace, Ning Huan lived in the palace for three days and three nights.

The third prince never asked again what happened to the palace during these three days and nights, and he never wanted to know.

All he knew was that when Ning Huan left, he left his sword here, saying that one day he would come to get it.

So the third prince put the bone-eroding sword in the deepest part of his royal family's treasure room.

He never imagined that this wait would be 17 years.

Just when he thought he would never meet this horrible man again, he just came back.

And with a younger and stronger body.

King Loulan dragged his heavy body forward step by step, and then came to the dark green bone sword. He held the cold bone sword with one hand, and pulled it out from the sword platform with all his strength.

This bone sword was much heavier than King Loulan had imagined. It didn't feel like a bone, but some kind of metal.

But this bone sword was polished quite rough, and when held in the hand, the handle felt a little prickly.

He held the bone sword in both hands, and felt that he could hardly lift it up. He could only drag the bone sword and walked towards Ning Huan, step by step, step by step.

Every step is heavier than the last.

But finally, King Loulan came to Ning Huan with the bone sword: "I brought it."

He said in a low voice.

King Loulan felt that his eyes were a little dark.

"Do you know why I left this sword here?" Ning Huan said quietly looking at the man in red in front of him.

King Loulan shook his head: "I don't know."

"I'll tell you if I don't know." Ning Huan said with a smile, "This bone erosion sword is made from the teeth of a strange beast. It is unparalleled in the world for its sharpness and strength."

"It's just that although a sword is good, it needs to be conceived with blood. The blood of a nobler person can irrigate more beautiful flowers."

"That's why I agreed to your deal at the beginning."

"That is to use the blood of your Loulan royal family to raise this bone-eating sword."

"It's been 17 years now."

"Is this sword very heavy in your hand? Is it very piercing?"

Ning Huan's laughter carried a bit of evil and ghostly flavor.

"After 17 years of raising swords, today's Kaifeng also needs the blood of a king."

"You were king for 17 years."

"Now, it's time to repay me."

King Loulan stood where he was, wanting to yell, but couldn't utter a single word.

His palm had been pierced by the bone spurs on the bone erosion sword, and blood flowed out continuously, and was then absorbed by the bone sword.

He was able to walk all the way, and he had exhausted all his strength.

King Loulan raised his head and looked at Ning Huan's flawless face.

"You, you have to die."

"Thank you for your blessing." Ning Huan said with a smile.

Then he pointed out lightly that King Loulan fell to the ground straight and lost his vitality.

Only the dark green bone sword was left, which was inserted straight into the stone ground, and bright red blood flowed through the hole of the bone sword.

The flow is endless.

Ning Huan held the bone sword.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)