After everyone heard Zhao Long's words…
You saved Marquis Wu Cheng?
The young master of the imperial court said that he wanted to save Marquis Wucheng?
Did he know the art of a witch doctor?
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other with suspicion and doubt in their eyes.
They did not believe that Great Qin's princes were skilled in witch medicine.
However…
If this young master acted recklessly…
Then, these people wouldn't dare to stop him.
Not to mention that he had brought so many Dragon King Guards and strong soldiers with him today, even if he didn't bring them, how many people could stop the dignified son of the First Emperor?
Therefore, everyone could only watch Zhao Long walk in with conflicted gazes.
This dress was so white that no matter how one looked at it, it looked like a filial robe.
How could the patient's home not feel disgusted after seeing it?
Zhao Long put on his mask and walked in.
Creak...
"It's…Wang Ben?"
The sound of the door being pushed open could be heard from inside the room. A low and hoarse voice, although weak, struggled out.
Zhao Long didn't respond and slowly walked closer.
"You, are not Wang Ben, but…who are you?”
Although this voice was a little weak, it was already loud enough.
He looked at Zhao Long, and his eyes still had a trace of the experience and fierceness from back then.
Veterans didn't die, they just withered.
"Wang Ben asked me to come."
Zhao Long calmly said," You think that I don't want Great Qin's War God to die like this?”
As he spoke, he lifted Wang Jian's hand that didn't look like a hand and took out something to prick it.
It seemed that the white-haired old man on the hospital bed, with sunken eyes and protruding skin, no longer had the desire to scream in pain.
When he heard Zhao Long's words, a light instantly appeared in his eyes. Although it flashed for a moment, it was the only time in the last few months that his eyes had a light.
He suddenly remembered.
He was Great Qin's God of War, and he was able to swallow six countries. How mighty and domineering was he?
Under the torture of this endless illness, there were probably not many people in this world who could still grit their teeth and endure like him.
It was difficult to find one in millions.
If it wasn't for the fact that his body was very strong and his blood bones were far better than those who were ten or twenty years younger than him, he would probably have closed his eyes already.
It was like a coincidence arranged by history.
The person who was supposed to be on the verge of death was met by another young man who was kicked into the cycle of history just as he was about to enter the cycle of history.
Whether it was a tribulation or fate, a coincidence was sometimes enough to bring about a shocking change!
"Young man…"
"Young man, don't be afraid. I'll let Wang Ben go, I won't hurt you."”
"He wouldn't dare."
Zhao Long smiled faintly." In this world, there might be many people who dare to kill me. However, your son will definitely not kill me.”
Don't dare?
Hur hur, this sentence of not daring caused Wang Jian to be stunned in his heart.
However, he didn't even have the strength to guess.
"This old man thought that the heavens would punish me and that I would have to forgive myself for killing like Lord Wu An.”
"Ha, the old general is too weak."
Zhao Long smiled faintly." In this world, only the powerless believe in karma.”
"I am now a powerless person…"
"As a Great General, he commanded millions of troops, established a country, and killed countless people. Even ghosts and gods are afraid of killing intent."
Zhao Long lowered his head and asked with a smile.
Huh?
Hearing Zhao Long's words, the War God's domineering aura that had settled in Wang Jian's heart for a long time was finally awakened a little.
"Old General, wait for me. I'll be back soon. Today, I'll definitely let you suffer less.”
After saying that, Zhao Long picked up his things and turned to leave.
This kid…
Wang Jian's weak eyes forcefully opened. His gaze was filled with complexity.
This figure was too similar to that person.
Could it be…
However, how was that possible?
"Come, come, come…"
Zhao Long came out with a tube of blood in his hand.
"All of you, poke out some of your blood and drip it into this cup and plate. After that, don't touch anything.”
Zhao Long said to the twenty burly men," Remember, you can only use the gauze I gave you to wrap your wounds. Don't touch anything else, especially anything that's stained with blood.”
"Yes!"
After hearing Zhao Long's words, the twenty people all nodded. Then, without hesitation, they followed Zhao Long's instructions and pierced their arms, causing blood to drip out.
This scene made the Wang family's scalps go numb, and their faces were filled with confusion.
What was this?
Blood…Blood sacrifice?
"Phew…It's about to start…"
Zhao Long then took out Wang Jian's blood as well. He was very careful, afraid that he would be cut.
He held different types of blood and carried out experiments that others could not understand.
Finally!
Zhao Long let out a breath after repeated screening.
"Phew…"
After a series of experiments, Zhao Long finally understood.
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