Chapter 340

"I'll give you some spiritual power now, and you can manipulate these undead."

Wan Ping stares at Wan Qing's face, which is excited to be deformed. She strikes while the iron is hot, and gains Wan Qing's trust.

Wan Qing nodded excitedly and looked at the army of the dead in front of him. He felt that he had a chance to make a comeback.

Wan Ping sneers in her heart. With a wave of her arm, the spiritual power reaches Wan Qing.

"Well, now you can try the psychic power I gave you."

Wan counted and nodded, began to luck, released spiritual power to command the army of the dead.

Sure enough, the troops were very obedient. They are in order and in order. Not only advance and retreat orderly, but also strong defensive ability. Wan Qing laughs with satisfaction.

Looking at Wan Qing, Wan Ping is overjoyed.

This girl is really a cheat. I just gave her a little spiritual power, but I was so happy.

"Why are you helping me? What's your purpose? "

After being happy, Wan Qing calmed down and asked Wan Ping beside her. She was still a little defensive. Wan Ping this woman's ruthlessness, she has seen, how can she help themselves for no reason?

"What else can I do for you? What do you think my purpose is? "

Wan Ping asks Wan Qing in return. Her soft water eyes look at him with a smile. Wan Qing can't help but feel cold.

"But you are Wan Yun's mother. How can you help me?"

"Yes, I'm Wan Yun's mother. But I am the queen of Wanyi. How could Wanyi, which I founded by myself, decline step by step.

Wan Yun doesn't have the ability to govern the country. I'm not sure if I give it to her. Wanyi is the one who can be king. It is not because Wanyun is my daughter that I can inherit the throne. That would be too irresponsible for the people of Wanyi. "

Wan Ping's eloquence dispelled Wan Qing's heart knot. At first, she suspected that Wan Ping had something else in mind. Now it seems that she has some reason to do so. She didn't want to give up Wanyi before. If she could, she would manage Wanyi better than Wanyun.

"Don't worry, since I promise you to help you ascend the throne, I will do what I say. This army is for your use, and I won't interfere with it

Wanping's flowery words dispelled Wan Qing's last doubt. She was relieved and decided to do it for herself.

Wan Yun, you wait, what belongs to me, I must take all back!

Wan Ping looks at Wan Qing's reaction. Everything is in her control. She laughs and leaves at ease.

Wan Yun, there will be a good play to be staged. I will teach you how to govern the country. Wan Qing, don't let me down.

Mi Qilin goes to his cell to see the apocalypse, and is surprised to find that the Apocalypse is still intact.

"Strange, what about his injuries?"

Mi Qilin widens his eyes and looks up and down at the apocalypse. This guy didn't hurt at all. He called for the guard uneasily.

"Has anyone come to see him in the cell during my absence?"

"No. We're at your command and we've been taking good care of it. "

Mi Qilin nods and asks his subordinates to open the cell door and walk in.

"Brother Tianqi, I've come to see you."

Michelin said with a smile.

Tianqi opened his eyes and looked at him, then closed his eyes, and did not want to pay attention to him.

Mi Qilin looks at Tianqi carefully to make sure that his injuries are all right. Only a few days later, the body of Apocalypse had recovered completely.

He wondered to himself who the Apocalypse was and why the wound on his body would heal without treatment? Is it true that he has the ability to know everything?

"Who are you?"

Mi Qilin interrogates the apocalypse, but the Apocalypse doesn't even lift his eyelids, obviously ignoring him.

"If you don't, I know you're not human."

Not angry with his rudeness, MI Qilin began to figure out how to study the apocalypse. Do you think that if you speak, what can I do?

"Somebody, give me a big knife."

Mi Qilin shouts to guard.

Don't you heal yourself? I'll open my eyes today to see how you heal your wounds.

My subordinate took orders and brought a sharp knife.

Tianqi opens his eyes and looks at Mi Qilin's strange behavior and doesn't know why. He stares at the knife in MI Qilin's hand and looks on coldly.

With a sneer, MI Qilin comes up, and with a wave of his hand holding the knife, he cuts a deep wound on Tianqi's arm.

"Mikelin, what are you going to do?"

Tianqi eats pain. He covers his bloody arm and looks at Mi Qilin angrily. Without any preparation at all, he was severely scratched by Mi Qilin.

Mi Qilin doesn't speak, staring at the wound on his arm.

I saw just now more than the blood flow of the wound slowly stop bleeding, slowly solidified, there are signs of improvement.Mi Qilin's eyes widened, and the guard beside him opened his mouth. He couldn't believe what he saw.

After the blood stopped, the wound began to heal slowly, as if it had been released magic, the wound had actually healed, and there was no scar left on the arm. If you don't look at it carefully, it's hard to believe that the arm that was bleeding just now is safe and sound.

Tianqi glared at Mi Qilin discontentedly and turned around. He didn't want to be studied by them like animals.

But Mi Qilin began to laugh.

"Ha ha, I got a treasure today, ha ha. You are interesting. "

Mi Qilin is very excited about his special discovery. He waves his hand to his stunned subordinates to step down and chat with Tianqi alone.

"Apocalypse, who are you? Why is your body so different? "

Mi Qilin stares at the apocalypse and appreciates it like a treasure. As a king, he has never seen any rare treasures, but this is the first time he has ever seen such an invulnerable person.

The Apocalypse still did not speak, and regarded mikelin as air. How could he have told him who he was.

Mi Qilin is not angry. He is holding his hands behind his back and pacing the room. He is thinking about the identity of apocalypse.

"The body has the ability to heal itself, and is not old and immortal. It is only seen in the ancient books that the gods in the sky have this special function. Today's Apocalypse seems to fit the description in the book. Is it possible that the Apocalypse is a celestial being? "

Thinking of this, MI Qilin suddenly realized.

No matter whether he is or not, we will know after some experiments. It depends on whether your mouth is hard or my knife is hard.

"Somebody, bring me a saw. No, an axe will do

My subordinates are busy sending Mi Qilin the items they want. They are puzzled by the way the LORD did. It was the first time that he was so interested in torturing a prisoner.

Mi Qilin doesn't care so much. He orders his men to cut a piece of meat from Tianqi's thigh with a saw.

The guard is a little embarrassed. We all saw what the prisoner did just now. The knife can't help him at all. Now what can we do with a saw? If he is really invulnerable, what if he comes out of prison and retaliates against them?

Knowing that they are timid, MI Qilin grabs a saw and goes to Tianqi's thigh. He wants to see whether this guy is a man or a God.

The Apocalypse is bound up, unable to resist, and can only let Mi Qilin do mischief on himself. He was suffering from the pain of his body. He could not live or die.

"I'll see how you can heal such a big piece of meat."

Mi Qilin looks at a piece of meat in the pot. It's bloody.

Look at the Apocalypse again, the pants on the body have been dyed red with blood. The whole person because of pain has become numb, finally fainted.

"Lord, he is going to die this time."

Someone can't look down and asks Mi Qilin in in a low voice. In this way, someone else would have died a few times earlier.

Mi Qilin sneers. He doesn't believe that Apocalypse will die like this. He asked his men to move a stool and sit down to wait for the result.

The comatose Apocalypse slowly awakened, and his thigh had stopped bleeding by itself. He was dizzy because of the massive blood loss.

"Come on, Lord. He's awake."

Mi Qilin quickly gets up to check.

Sure enough, Tianqi's thigh has stopped bleeding completely, and the wound is healing at an amazing speed.

"Mikelin, you son of a bitch."

The Apocalypse hated and scolded.

Mi Qilin smiles instead of angry. It seems that Apocalypse has returned to normal.

He laughed and walked straight out of the cell. Before leaving, don't forget to tell his subordinates that they must have good wine and good food to serve, so as to take care of the prisoner.

Mi Qilin knew that his conjecture was right. The Apocalypse was a celestial being. How can he not be happy when he accidentally catches a God in the sky. He can't wait to share the good news with others, but there is no one around him worth chatting with. He suddenly thought of Su Qianqian. If she was around at the moment, he would be happy for his unexpected harvest!

Remembering that Su Qianqian is not by his side, MI Qilin is a little sad. He looks at the room where Su Qianqian lived before, and is inexplicably melancholy.

Is she OK in the river?

Mi Qilin goes to Su Qianqian's room and opens the door. Everything is the original arrangement. Since Su Qianqian left, he has not been to this room for a long time. He just sent people to clean the room every day to maintain the status quo.

Su Qianqian refused to let go of every opportunity. She was not willing to be trapped in Fancheng. She missed Mi Qilin and wanted to come back to him. She doesn't love rivers. It's torture for her to stay by them.

That night, she finally broke free from the shackles. While it was late, she decided to run out. She stealthily took the rope off her body, quickly changed her clothes, and was ready to find a suitable opportunity to run out."River, goodbye."

She looked back at the familiar room and said goodbye in her heart. I don't have to be trapped here like a prisoner. My heart is not here, how can you trap my body.