Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 243 Ancient King?Qin Shaoqing?

Su Xiaoluo's eyes turned to the ancient king, wondering how he would deal with her, and hoped that he could execute her so that she could be completely liberated!
"Mortal, Nianru is my descendant. I can give you the choice to exchange your soul for a chance to recover!" Qin Shaoqing glanced at Zhang Xiaohou's "soul" and said lightly.

"I am willing!" Su Xiaoluo hardly thought about it, and her eyes were full of excitement.

"Xiao Luo, don't!" Zhang Xiaohou, who remained in the "soul" state, shouted loudly, but unfortunately, Su Xiaoluo couldn't hear anything.

Suddenly, a crisp finger snap echoed on the altar, and Su Xiaoluo's consciousness fell into darkness.

"Very good, I recognize you as a younger brother and sister!"

At the same time, the illusion disappeared, and Zhang Xiaohou, who was originally lying in a pool of blood, just stood there in a daze, with some kind of wound on his chest.

The color in the pupils was gradually recovering, Zhang Xiaohou slowly regained consciousness, he was a little dazed, unable to tell whether it was reality or illusion.

"Aren't I dead? Is this hell?"

"Xiaohou, with me here, how could you die!" At this moment, an extremely familiar voice came.

"Brother Qin!" Zhang Xiaohou suddenly opened his eyes, but saw a shocking scene that made him unbelievable. He saw that the aura of chaos on the face of the ancient king had disappeared, revealing a handsome and familiar young face. His elder brother Qin Shaoqing.

How is it possible, how could brother Qin be the ancient king?What is going on in this world? It seems that he is indeed dead, otherwise how could he see this scene!

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Shaoqing saw Zhang Xiaohou's inner thoughts, raised his hand and flicked his forehead through the air, "You are still alive and well!"

"It hurts!" This real touch, could he really be alive? Zhang Xiaohou pinched his face again, although he still didn't understand if this was reality, but he still asked with great doubts, "Brother Qin, what is this?" What's going on?"

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, I entered the evil abyss, replaced the ancient king, and tested those who fell into the evil abyss." Qin Shaoqing replied lightly.

Hearing Qin Shaoqing's words, Zhang Xiaohou didn't recover from this shocking news for a long time.

Entering the evil abyss and replacing the ancient king, what an astonishing feat, even a Forbidden Curse Mage might not be able to do it!

Although Qin Shaoqing said it was so easy (and the reality is true), but he must have encountered some unimaginable painful experience to do it, and even paid some irreversible price.

"Brother Qin, is this really a reality?"

"Nonsense!" Qin Shaoqing stood up, walked in front of Zhang Xiaohou, and slapped Zhang Xiaohou on the head, "Believe it now!"

"I believe it!" Recalling the experience along the way, Zhang Xiaohou suddenly said with a sad face: "Brother Qin, can you stop testing people like this in the future? I really thought I was going to die. Wait, where did Xiao Luo go?"

Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly looked around anxiously, but saw Su Xiaoluo lying half-lying in the air supported by a mysterious force behind him.

"Xiao Luo, are you okay!"

Zhang Xiaohou hurriedly ran to Su Xiaoluo's side. He had been watching the scene where Su Xiaoluo agreed without hesitation to exchange his soul for his chance to live forever. This time, I owe her more and more!

"Don't worry, she's just asleep!" Qin Shaoqing's words reassured Zhang Xiaohou a lot.

"Speaking of which, you are lucky to meet such a woman who is infatuated with you. Tell me, how do you plan to face this heavy feeling!" Qin Shaoqing said with a smile.

Hearing Qin Shaoqing's words, Zhang Xiaohou replied with a wry smile: "Brother Qin, I don't know what to do..."

Su Xiaoluo's feelings for him were too heavy, he had to respond, but it was impossible for him to give up He Yu because of this.

Zhang Xiaohou is very conflicted now. Choosing Su Xiaoluo means that he has to give up He Yu who has been waiting for him to return during his military service. Choosing He Yu means that he cannot respond to Su Xiaoluo's unimaginably heavy feelings. , no matter who you choose, it is too unfair to the other party!
"Why must it be a multiple-choice question?" Qin Shaoqing asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaohou fell into silence, looking at the sleeping Su Xiaoluo in front of him, his heart became more and more entangled!

"Think about it yourself, I hope you won't let anyone down by then!"

"I see, Brother Qin!" Zhang Xiaohou smiled wryly, as if he remembered something, he continued, "By the way, Brother Fan still has the ancient capital..."

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements!"

Looking at Qin Shaoqing's indifferent expression of mastering everything, Zhang Xiaohou thought to himself...

Between the gates of death.

The bones piled up like a mountain, forming a long carpet of bones.

In the center of the carpet of bones stands a shocking mountain of skeletons. Skull heads, jawbones, sternum, hand bones, leg bones...all piled up together to form a messy mountain of bones.

On the top of Bone Mountain, Mo Fan was burning with scorching flames. The magic armor made by Qin Shaoqing on his body became tattered, and strands of blood flowed down his cheeks.

Obviously, he has reached the point where his oil is exhausted, and it seems that even a gust of wind can blow him down.

The bones fell down, this mountain of bones is too high, as long as Mo Fan moves a little, a large piece of bones will roll down.

"boom!"

The carpet of bones trembled slightly.

The 50-meter-tall Bloody Bone Official couldn't bear it any longer, its eyes gleamed with bloodthirsty light, and walked step by step towards the mountain of bones where Mo Fan was.

It became difficult to make a fist, wiped the blood on his face, and it turned out to be blood smeared all over his face...

Mo Fan's hands were shaking crazily, not because of fear, but because he was fighting to the limit, so that his whole body was twitching and convulsing violently.

He didn't even have the strength to clenched his fist. He wiped the blood from his face, but wiped away the blood.

"Now, you are the one who has to look up to me!!"

The sound of cracking and roaring echoed in the gate of death, and Mo Fan used up the last bit of strength in his body to crush the Xuelizi.

Suddenly, a thick blood-colored mist hovered around Mo Fan, as if he had life, and he was slowly considering something, like a monster that just ran out of Pandora's Box, and was sizing up whether the sacrifice this time Appetite for yourself!!
In the next instant, the blood-colored mist poured continuously towards Mo Fan's body.

(End of this chapter)