Chapter 390

"Good boy, come closer."

The child on the jade throne waved to the middle-aged man. The old voice came out of his mouth again, and the middle-aged man trembled again.

The body instinct shrank back, and the middle-aged man obediently climbed closer to the throne.

A satisfied smile appeared on the child's face, and then reached out to the middle-aged man's forehead.

A suction force came from the palm of the child's hand. The middle-aged man's body immediately twitched, and his expression was extremely painful, but he didn't make a sound because he couldn't make it

A layer of invisible airflow was drawn from the middle-aged man, and then converged towards the palm of the child. As the layer of invisible airflow was taken away, the middle-aged man's skin gradually shriveled and soon became a corpse!

If yexuanchen is here, he will recognize what the air flow is.

"Essence", "Qi" and "God"

Three things that are indispensable to everyone.

"Essence" is the essence of the body.

"Qi" is the foundation of survival and can communicate with heaven and earth.

"God" is consciousness, master thinking.

Once you lose three things, it's nothing like a body.

"Dong!"

The withered body of the middle-aged man fell to the ground and made a heavy noise.

Looking at the collapsed body, Fu Siyu shook his fist on his side, but he soon loosened it.

"It's time to change my body again. This body can't bear my spirit."

The old sigh came from the child's mouth.

The young man with blond hair and mixed blood immediately stepped forward and said, "I prepared a new body for you two days ago!"

The child on the jade throne looked at him with satisfaction, and then looked at Fu Siyu who hadn't said a word since he came in.

Fu Siyu's body was shocked, then stood out from the side and walked directly below the throne.

"Father!"

Fu Siyu shouted expressionless.

"Well..." a long voice.

The child leaned against the armrest of the jade throne, his eyes fell on Fu Siyu and looked at him from top to bottom.

Fu Siyu felt as if he had been stripped naked and soaked in the gloomy sea. Fear and trembling came out of his soul.

But he didn't tremble like a middle-aged man, that is, his seventh brother. He looked calm.

"Nineteen, I heard... Your mission seems to have failed!" The old voice has a kind of carelessness.

Fu Siyu seemed accustomed to this title. He took a deep breath and said, "yes."

The hall immediately fell into a dead silence, and the atmosphere gradually became extremely depressed, especially Fu Siyu. At this moment, his body seemed to be pressed against a mountain peak, and he was almost out of breath.

"Bang!"

Finally, Fu Siyu didn't resist the pressure. He bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground.

In addition to the sound of the knee touching the ground, there was also the sound of the dislocation of the bones. Fu Siyu's face turned white for a moment, but he didn't make a painful sound, and even his face didn't change a minute.

"Don't you beg for mercy for yourself?"

The old voice sounded from the throne again with some fun.

Fu Siyu's face was expressionless: "father, you have your own decision."

"Ha ha..."

The jade throne sent out a burst of inexplicable laughter, and the people who listened stood up in bursts.