[Quick Wear] Full-level heartthrobs can't fall in love

"Yo, it's pretty quick." The Northern Liang Emperor noticed his existence from the moment he successfully stepped into the ice room.

Le Cheng looked around, he came here along a downward underground passage, in the dark cave, the cold breath made him tremble all the time.

"You look uncomfortable, do you want to change to another place?"

Le Cheng shook his head.

There is only one way to make people live longer, and that is to exchange blood. This method can only be effective in extremely cold places.

He had also changed blood to save people before. At that time, he still had a cultivation base, and he could recover from this level of cold and blood loss in a few minutes.

"By the way, what about the person who wants to live forever?"

Emperor Beiliang pointed to the inside, "It's already lying inside."

Lecheng snorted softly, "Lying down? You didn't bring someone here by knocking him unconscious, did you?"

The Northern Liang Emperor chuckled and clapped his hands, "Smart!"

It is really strange that Changsheng is forced to be forced by others these days.

Lecheng complained in his heart but didn't say it out, and walked in the direction he pointed.

The inner room has no decoration, the huge ice wall is all.According to Le Cheng's request, two ice beds were placed side by side, and a person was already lying down on one of the beds.

Le Cheng walked in and took a look.

"Yiheng?" He turned his head, and the Emperor of Beiliang was standing at the door, "He is the prime minister of the dynasty and also your confidant. But if you give him the chance of longevity for this reason, it would be a bit unreasonable gone."

The emperor of Beiliang didn't say anything, but in his smiling eyes was the muddy water that Le Cheng couldn't see clearly.

"Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to."

He took out a elixir for Yiheng to take, and took one himself before the Emperor Beiliang opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. This thing can quickly clot blood."

It can be seen that the old emperor cares about Yiheng very much. Lecheng doesn't want any mistakes in the plan, and wants to finish everything that needs to be done quickly.

He untied his belt, and the white robe slid down on the ground along his skin. Just as he reached out to untie his inner garment, Emperor Beiliang walked in front of him.

"What? Regret it? Or do you want to live forever now?" Lecheng gathered his clothes.

But the Emperor Beiliang just looked at Yiheng worriedly, and touched his hair with his fingertips, perhaps because he had been lying down for too long, and there was already frost on his hair.

"Will it hurt?"

Le Cheng didn't react, "What?"

Emperor Beiliang repeated, "Will it hurt?"

Looking at his actions, Le Cheng finally understood what he was asking, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It seems that a big secret has been discovered.

"No, it's just a nap for him. If it's okay, you go out first, don't delay any more, the longer you lie down, the worse it is for him, isn't it?"

Hearing that it was harmful to Yiheng, Emperor Beiliang quickly nodded his head, his eyes rested on Le Cheng's chest, and there seemed to be something under his loose clothes.

"The scar on your chest was also caused by the previous blood transfusion?" Emperor Beiliang confirmed that there was a huge scar on the chest of Lecheng Liyi, a scar that had not fully recovered.

Lecheng followed his gaze and lowered his head, "This, it was planned to save your son."

Touching the scar on his chest with his fingertips, it was originally intended to prevent the small system from recovering, but now it has no ability to recover.

With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he successfully put on his clothes, "Go out quickly, it will be fine soon."

Emperor Beiliang looked at him with complicated eyes, with sadness and pity in those eyes.

Le Cheng avoided his gaze, he didn't like this kind of gaze, only the weak would have these things.

After Beiliang Emperor left, he took off all the clothes on his body.

Walking barefoot on the ice, the toes have shrunk from the cold.

But he stood there blankly as if he didn't feel anything, the hand holding the dagger kept shaking.

He is not a god. Although he has extremely high resilience, he also suffers from pain and fear.

What's more, the resilience is gone now.

There is no chance for Le Cheng to choose.

He can only cooperate with the emperor, and only with this one chance can he fundamentally defeat and avenge Gong Hechen.

He lowered his eyes to see that the previous wound on his chest hadn't healed yet, and the tender fleshy skin was turned upside down, and it would hurt if he touched it lightly, but now he had to make another severe cut according to the original wound.

He closed his eyes, no longer hesitated, and inserted the sharp blade straight into his chest.

The breathing stopped suddenly, and the heart stopped beating in an instant.

Cold sweat rolled down his cheeks.

Even so, he still didn't die.

Le Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed out loud.

God doctor Gu Guzhu, immortal soul and body.

Irony, what irony.

He pulled the dagger out of his chest, blood spilled out uncontrollably, Le Cheng ignored it, seeing the red color on the dagger, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The smell of rust exploded from his mouth in an instant, and the blood from his heart had flowed to the ground. Every time he took a step, a footprint would be left on the white ice.

Lecheng walked to Yiheng's side, inserted the dagger into his chest again and scratched hard, half of his heart was dug out.

The pain at this moment made him almost stand still, and he barely stretched out his hands to open Yiheng's mouth, put half of his heart into his mouth, and then kissed Le successfully.

The flesh and blood were pushed over by him.

Hearing the obvious swallowing sound, Lecheng raised his head and wiped his mouth.

His mind was blank, and the stimulation of raising his head made his brain extremely empty. For a moment, he seemed to see many people and things.

But in the next second, everything in front of him returned to normal.

He tried to slow himself down and wake himself up.

It's not over yet, changing blood is not that simple.

Lecheng looked down at his wrist. This time, he opened his mouth and bit off a piece of meat from his wrist without using a dagger.

The flesh and blood on his wrist was spat out by him, and the blood stained his palm and dripped to the ground. This piece of ice had been completely stained red.

He dripped blood on Yiheng's mouth and face, and watched Yiheng start drinking blood unconsciously, and smiled with satisfaction.He followed the direction of the other ice bed and dripped blood on the ground between the two, as if to connect the two ice beds.

Seeing that the blood line between the two had been spliced ​​successfully, he staggered and lay on another hospital bed.

Amidst the severe pain, a smile appeared on the corner of Le Cheng's mouth unconsciously.

"Um--"

The ending was long, but there was a little joy in the painful whimper.

He relaxed a little, in order to relieve the pain, he loosened his clenched hands, turned down and grabbed the corner of the ice bed.

The nails of both hands had already been broken due to too much force, and the hands were bloody and bloody. The blood dripped along the ice marks on the ground, dyeing the ice bed a terrible red.

It is said that the fingers connect to the heart. Obviously, the pain in the fingers can make ordinary people lose themselves, but he didn't feel it at all.