A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Seeing his father's murderous look, Sikong Yan quickly hugged Sizhe and yelled at his father: "If you don't move, don't even think about hearing a single word!"

Oh! Even this weakling dared to yell at him. But when I saw him panting after yelling, I couldn't help but feel refreshed. Okay, I won't bother with you for now. When I get Jin Ting's secret of immortality, I will make you disappear in front of me without anyone noticing.

"Roar! If you yell at me again, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the crescent moon tonight! Don't you have any idea of ​​your own body? Humph!" He snorted coldly and turned to the door and shouted, "Someone come!"

A group of eunuchs and soldiers hurried in at the door.

"The slave is here!"

"Your Majesty, please give your orders!"

"Go to Huajing Palace and bring over some of the flowers planted by Concubine Wan! Hurry!"

"Yes!" There were about 20 or 30 people in the group. They divided into two rows and trotted out in an orderly manner...

Concubine Wan was the only diligent one in the palace. She would plant a kind of flower in her Flower Crystal Palace every few days. His Flower Crystal Palace was always full of spring no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter. When Emperor Yuxuan was upset, he would come to her place to walk around and look at the flowers. The fragrance of these flowers could extinguish his irritability.

After a while, the eunuchs and soldiers came over with a pot of flowers each.

The fragrant scent of flowers masked and filtered out the smell of blood, and the Mingyang Hall was immediately filled with the aroma of flowers, and the atmosphere suddenly became brighter.

Emperor Yuxuan came forward with a smile and asked, "Well! How do you feel about the fragrance of flowers now?"

Xiao Sizhe nodded and let out a long breath: "Of course, now it's all the scent of flowers, I feel much better."

Damn, such a young boy actually knows how to enjoy himself. Emperor Yuxuan rolled his eyes: Isn't he a beggar?

"Hmm!" He suddenly thought of Jin Ting's Secret Book of Immortality. He wanted to get angry, but he suppressed it and forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying: "Well, do you remember that poem?"

"Hmm..." Si Zhe blinked and thought for a while:

I seem to remember a little bit!"

Sikong Yan thought Sizhe was smart, but he didn't expect him to be that smart. He felt inferior to Sizhe, who knew how to use tricks at such a young age.

Emperor Yuxuan couldn't wait to shoot out surprise in his eyes: "Then recite it first!"

“Okay!” Sizhe nodded happily: “One day in Jinting is equivalent to three hundred and sixty days in the human world. Taste a...immortal...immortal fruit…” He was reciting it with great interest when he suddenly started breathing unevenly, as if he couldn’t breathe. His head tilted, his eyes closed, and he died again.

Emperor Yuxuan was in a state of surprise. This was what he had heard the Emperor of Jin sing. Sure enough, there really was such a place. Isn't it? People have come out. It seems that immortality is not far away. He was thinking about it with great joy, when suddenly the hairy kid tilted his head as if he was dead! "Huh?" He turned his head and glared at Meng Tonglu: "What's going on?" What the hell is going on? Why did he die again? He must not die! "Lord Meng, it seems that your medical skills are not good enough!"

Meng Tonglu lost face twice today because of Xiao Sizhe. He really wanted to smash this little bastard into the sky with one palm. But he couldn't. The key is that you have to fill the hole you dug yourself, otherwise if the tyrant finds out, you will be burned.

"Your Majesty, this is not your business. This beggar has no problems of his own! But he just has a seizure and dies suddenly at the critical moment. Even if you have the ability to bring him back to life! You don't have the strength to bring him back to life a hundred or a thousand times!" He sighed, looking helpless.

"You mean, wait until he recovers? But I can't wait any longer!"

Sikong Yan glared at him and said, "No need to save me! I won't let you succeed!" His expression was full of disappointment and sadness. As a prince, what was the point of him living in the royal family? His father was only doing it for him. What was the point of conquering the country? The common people were still in dire straits. Yet he still dreamed that his country would last forever.

Even if you are immortal for thousands of years, how long can your tyranny last? In a month or two, there will always be people who will stand up against you! Unless you are invincible forever, otherwise, you will be a short-lived dynasty!

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes bulged out: "Rebellious son, what do you want? Don't be ungrateful!" He gritted his teeth!

"If Si Zhe dies, I die. If Si Zhe lives, I live."

Emperor Yuxuan glanced at his son and said, "It doesn't matter if you die. But this little bastard can't die!"

Shui Qinglian knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty, His Highness cannot die. If His Highness dies, Xiao Sizhe will also die!"

"I won't let the little bastard die. Don't worry!" Emperor Yuxuan snorted coldly.

Shui Qinglian immediately lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty may not know this! They have already cut their throats together. Although we cannot be born on the same day, we can only hope to die on the same day!"

Emperor Yuxuan said arrogantly: "I am the master of everything here, life and death are not up to you!"

Sikong Yan sneered and picked up Sizhe: "Well, please forgive me for not being able to fulfill your wish!" He turned around slowly...

"Rebellious son, what are you doing? Leave the little bastard behind!"

"If Si Zhe dies, my son will die too! We have already said it! We only wish to die on the same day! This is our oath, no one can break it?" Si Kong Yan really thought that Si Zhe was dead. Because he didn't know the past of the crazy little beggar.

State Master Meng Tonglu stood aside and said nothing. No one knew what he was thinking. He had dug a hole with his own hands, and Sizhe filled it. He didn't want to save Sizhe now, so if he died, he died. If he really came from another country, then he would live forever under the tyrant and could not escape the fate of being forced by him. Of course, he couldn't know that at such a young age, he could actually master the turtle breathing technique!

"Rebellious son! You are courting death!" A huge hand stretched out, and Sikong Yan was dragged from behind. He flew backwards towards Emperor Yuxuan as if he was moving horizontally.

Emperor Yuxuan grasped his son's slender neck with his big hand: "Believe it or not, I will crush your neck! I want to let the people of the world know that no matter who goes against me, there will be no good ending." He was furious!

Sikong Yan sneered: "Go ahead and crush me! Anyway, if I die, you won't get anything!"

Emperor Yuxuan had already wanted to kill his son, so he didn't believe that Sizhe would die for him without him! But when he heard that he would get nothing, he hesitated. Sizhe's performance just now was enough to prove that what he said was true. He was thinking in his heart.

I will just bear with this sickly guy for now. When I get the secret recipe for immortality, it won't be too late to kill him! Maybe I can still use him. Urge Sizhe to recite it quickly. I have been waiting for more than ten years, so I don't care about those few days! Thinking of this, he loosened his hand.

"Well! Imperial Master, wake that kid up!..."