Chapter 1812： A hundred years of life

As if he hadn't heard it, Ji Wenyuan exclaimed angrily: "Return Yan'er to me!"

"Give it back to you? Is Yan'er yours?"

"I want to take him back to the tribe!" Ji Wenyuan flushed his eyes, "She is still waiting for me!"

"Who is waiting for you?"

"Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang is still waiting for me!"

"Zhuang Yunshu?" Zhao Shu stared at him, "she, isn't she dead?"

"She's not dead, she's not dead, who said she's dead? You shut up, I don't allow you to talk about her!" Ji Wenyuan also became manic because of the loss of Yan'er, with bloodshot eyes, roaring like a beast.

The loss of Zhuang Yunshu gave him a tremendous excitement.

All he is doing now is to make Zhuang Yunshu wake up.

Zhao Shu also vaguely realized something.

Although he didn't personally see what Zhuang Yunshu looks like now, he also knew that she was frozen. Under such circumstances, with the mystery of the Jiuli Clan, there may not be no way to wake her up.

Zhao Shu thought for a while, and said, "In other words, you want to touch the curse of your Ji family with dragon energy, and use Yan'er's blood to help you wake up Zhuang Yunshu?"

Ji Wenyuan's rage stopped, and he glanced at him in surprise, as if he did not expect that he could guess his purpose so accurately.

"King Qin really deserves to be King Qin. You guessed it, so what?" Ji Wenyuan said with a sad smile, "Speaking of which, Zhuangzhuang fell off the cliff to save you. Lord Qin, you have no guilt about Zhuangzhuang's death. , Are you not responsible?"

"It's you who pushed her down." Zhao Shu's voice was cold, "My king, I will never punish myself for your fault."

Ji Wenyuan struggled and shouted: "I just want to use your royal blood to save her, I'm not trying to kill Gu Yundai's son!"

"Yan'er is only five years old. If you do this, it is no different from killing him." Zhao Shu stretched out his arm, "Aren't you just asking the royal family's blood to save Zhuang Yunshu, this king can give you some."

Ji Wenyuan was taken aback.

"However, this king has one condition." Zhao Shu raised the copper bell, "you destroy this copper bell, and then return all the purple energy. Although this king does not believe in the dragon veins, you destroy the The terrain is feng shui, not only will something happen here, but the entire Great Zhou will also be implicated.

Ji Wenyuan was silent.

Zhao Shu said: "When you were in the cave, you forced Yuan Jing to choose between Jiangshan and his son. Now, this king wants you to choose between your own life and Zhuang Yunshu's life. You, will How to choose?"

Ji Wenyuan was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "I want to save Zhuangzhuang."

"Then do what the king said." Zhao Shu sent Tongling to him.

"If I destroy the brass bell, what will you do if you go back?"

"This king never repents when he speaks." Zhao Shu said, "If you believe it, do it. If you don't believe it, Zhuang Yunshu will die. You know in your heart that you can take Yan'er away once, and there will never be another first. Twice."

Ji Wenyuan stretched out his hand and held the copper bell.

He stared at the brass bell, fixedly.

This copper bell entrusts his hope, the hope of his whole people to change the destiny.

He cannot give up.

however……

Thinking of the frozen village, his heart hurts again.

If Zhuang Zhuang is dead, even if he can live another hundred years, what is the fun in life?

Seeing him hesitate, Zhao Shu said: "Maybe, besides, you can find other ways to lift your curse. You can stay in the green hills, not afraid that there is no firewood."