Summoning the Peak of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 720 The Spirit Emperor Collapses

Chapter 720 The Spirit Emperor Collapses
Chapter 718: Spirit Emperor Collapse
Since Zhang Jiao's death, as long as Liu Hong falls asleep, he will dream that Zhang Jiao is coming to ask for his life.

Under the entanglement of Zhang Jiao's 'wrongful soul' day and night, Liu Hong's body became weaker and weaker, and eventually fell ill.

After countless doctors' rectification, they all came to a conclusion, that is, the theory that Zhang Jiao's big man will die before his death, poked Liu Hong's sore spot and made him suffer from heart disease, that's why Liu Hong would dream of the dead Zhang Jiao every night. .

Heart disease still needs a heart medicine doctor, and the heart medicine that can cure Liu Hong is the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty, but it is destined that no one can come up with it.

Looking at Zhang Jiao's soul so close at hand, and the countless ghosts in the sky, Liu Hong almost collapsed and cried out:

"Zhang Jiao, don't come here, I'm not afraid of you, I'm not afraid of you at all."

Ji Ping sighed and shouted calmly: "Your Majesty, Zhang Jiao has long since died, there is no Zhang Jiao here."

But where is Liu Hong willing to listen, he is still yelling almost frantically.

Zhao Zhong and Jian Shuo looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. They knew that if they continued to toss like this, Liu Hong would really kill himself, but no one had a solution.

Liu Hong couldn't hear any sound from the outside world at all. At this time, he only saw Zhang Jiao and the ghosts who came to ask for his life.

Zhang Jiao Lingkong looked at Liu Hong coldly, his eyes were full of happiness, and he laughed loudly: "In the end, good and evil will be rewarded, it's not that they will not be rewarded, the time will be in the future, Liu Hong, open your eyes and take a look, it's all because of you And the soul of the dead."

After Liu Hong raised his head, he saw that the sky was actually full of ghosts, and there was an endless stream of ghosts.

"Damn lord, damn lord..."

"No, I am not a fool, I have always been quite a good emperor." Liu Hong said in pain while holding his head.

Zhang Jiao's eyes were full of pity, and he sighed, "But you ruined the 400-year foundation of the big man."

Liu Hong was hit by a sore spot, his eyes instantly turned red, and he shouted hysterically: "No, it's not me, it's you, it's you, the traitor who ruined our country, if it weren't for you, I would definitely be a good person. Emperor, I want to kill you, I want to kill you with my own hands."

Liu Hong wanted to grab Zhang Jiao's neck, but countless grievances blocked Zhang Jiao's body. Seeing this fear, Liu Hong naturally did not dare to go forward.

Seeing that Liu Hong was dying, he didn't think he was wrong. Zhang Jiao shook his head and sighed: "A hateful person must be pitiful. Alas, you are also pitiful."

"Damn lord, damn lord..."

Tens of thousands of unjust souls roared in unison, and in an instant, the ghosts and wolves roared in all directions, and the candle flames all around were flickering.

Ji Ping, who was born in a doctor, frowned upon seeing this, and said in a low voice, "What a heavy Yin Qi."

This kind of breath is all too familiar to Ji Ping, that is the Yin Qi that appears in the dead.

Looking at the lifeless Liu Hong again, Ji Ping's expression changed greatly, and he shouted, "Save Your Majesty."

After all, Ji Ping didn't think about other things, jumped on the dragon bed directly, and forcibly carried Liu Hong down.

Outside the palace, a violent overcast wind blew through, and all the guards were blown away, except for the two generals who were the gatekeepers.

Hou Yi, who was guarding the door, suddenly changed his color when he saw this. When he was about to push the door and enter, he was stopped by a big hand.

A trace of doubt flashed in Hou Yi's eyes, and he asked, "Brother Xingtian, you..."

Xing Tian shook his head and sighed, "What's the use of you going in?"

Hou Yi was silent for a moment, Xing Tian glanced at the dark clouds in the sky, raised his axe and roared: "Those who violate the power of the heavens of my great Han will be punished even if they are far away."

Boom... A shocking martial arts righteousness spread out around Xingtian, and the shocking clouds in the sky moved slightly sideways.

"Hou Yi, what are you waiting for, hurry up and escort my emperor." Xing Tian said sharply.

"What big brother taught is."

Hou Yi's eyes narrowed, standing beside Xing Tian, ​​and then another shocking uprightness rose up.

Boom... The two guarded the gate for Liu Hong, one on the left and one on the right, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated soon after.

In the bedroom, Liu Hong was already walking on the brink of death, and everyone surrounded him and ran for his treatment.

On the other hand, Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and other loyal servants knelt before his bed and cried, and used this most primitive way to 'call the soul' for Liu Hong.

"Your Majesty, hold on, if you... this big man will be over."

"Your Majesty, come back."

"Return of the soul..."

Liu Hong's pupils were full of dead anger, and the anger on his body became weaker and weaker, but he kept muttering to himself.

"No, it's not me, that's not what I did, I didn't do it, I want to be an emperor, I really want to be a good emperor..."

Ji Ping, who was giving acupuncture to Liu Hong, trembled in his heart when he heard what Liu Hong said. This faint-hearted emperor, who was spurned by millions of people, turned out to be a very good emperor in his dying words. How ironic.

Jian Shuo, Feng Xu and other loyal servants saw this, and their hearts were also very complicated. They had a great contribution to the decline of the big man. If it wasn't for Liu Hong to protect him, they would have died long ago.

Now that Liu Hong is about to die, and without the protection of the emperor, the eunuchs have also lost their foundation, so where will they go?

Thinking of this, the ten constant attendants shouted even harder, and the sound of tears was full of tears, and those who didn't know thought it was someone close to him who died.

Under the excellent performance of the Ten Changshi, Liu Hong's pupils gradually regained consciousness, and his consciousness finally returned.

Just when the ten permanent attendants were overjoyed, Ji Ping shook his head helplessly to them.

The Ten Chang Attendants sank in their hearts, knowing that this was probably the last time to return to the light, so they all cried out that this was in Liu Hong's ears, begging him to make a will soon.

Liu Hong's eyes were full of misery, and he said weakly, "Let father."

"The servant is here." Zhang Rang replied immediately, and he was also the only one who didn't cry among the ten permanent servants.

When Liu Hong died, it was too late for Zhang to make him happy, so how could he cry, but although he didn't cry, he was also saddened. After all, the surface project still had to be done well.

"Let father, I want to make a will, I said, you will write it down."

"The slave obeys the order."

"After I die, I will establish the Prince's Association as the emperor, and all the ministers need to help them together, and there must be no mistakes."

Zhang Rang couldn't help but stagnate, but he still finished writing honestly.

The rest of the Nine Great Standing Attendants were all overwhelmed in their hearts at this time, and this edict was simply a reminder to them.

Today's big man is already chaotic enough, but Liu Hong did not make the most suitable eldest son Liu Bian as the emperor, but instead made the most beloved youngest son Liu Xie the emperor. What kind of trouble is this going to make?
How could the general He Jin, Liu Bian's uncle, agree?

If they dared to take out this edict, He Jin would definitely accuse them of tampering with the edict, and then kill them all directly.

(End of this chapter)

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