The tyrant of the black-bellied evil emperor

Chapter 983
All the hateful eyes were focused on Yu Wenyan.

Everything was caused by this damned Yu Wenyan. Although his cultivation base is quite high, but today, with so many masters gathered here, it is not impossible to tear him into pieces.

"Yuwenyan, I'm going to kill you!" Xuanyuan Qingpeng's eyes were red. At this moment, his tears had already dried up. The only thing he wanted to do was to avenge his sister and brother-in-law.

Yu Wenyan dodged Xuanyuan Qingpeng's attack, then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Situ Junhao was worried about Xuanyuan Qingpeng's safety, so he hurriedly pulled Xuanyuan Qingpeng back, and said in a low voice: "Although Yuwenyan is injured, the emperor is not his opponent. With so many of us now, Yuwenyan will definitely die, Your Majesty Don't take any chances."

"Even if I can't fight, I still have to fight. I want to avenge my sister and brother-in-law. If I don't take this revenge, I will be a man." Xuanyuan Qingpeng said with grief and indignation.

"Your Majesty, only the Emperor's blood is left in the Xuanyuan royal family. If there is any eventuality, how can you let Feng'er be at peace under the Nine Springs?" Situ Junhao said with a face of forbearance, "This Yuwenyan is always If you die, don't dirty the emperor's hands. Let Junhao handle this trivial matter."

Situ Junhao handed Xuanyuan Qingpeng to Wen Tianxu, looked at Lin Suxuan who was crying to death, and felt a burst of grief in his heart.

He hoped that all this was just a dream, but the sad and desolate scene in front of him reminded him again and again that all of this was real.

"Damn Yu Wenyan, splitting the corpse by five horses can't relieve the hatred in my heart. Today, I must let you die!" Situ Junhao clenched his iron fists tightly. At this moment, he is no longer an elegant doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded, but a vicious Common Hellbringer.

"Situ Junhao, you can't kill me." Facing a room full of people who wished to execute him Ling Chi, Yu Wenyan's face was calm, worthy of being a war god of a generation, there was not even a shred of fear between his brows.

"Can't kill you? Why?" Situ Junhao said with a cold face, "You killed Feng'er. I don't think it's enough to kill you ten thousand times. Thanks to how much you love Feng'er, but what happened? , What have you done? When you are under the Nine Springs, I believe you will have no face to see Feng'er again, so go on the road alone with peace of mind."

"I have a way to save Feng'er." Yu Wenyan's face was calm, and his eyes were full of confidence.

Situ Junhao's hand stopped, and at that moment, he seemed to believe in Yu Wenyan.

Because there was too much longing in his heart, he often had expectations that he shouldn't have. Situ Junhao suddenly came back to his senses, and the eyes he looked at Yu Wenyan became colder and colder.

"Yuwenyan, people cannot be resurrected after death. With my medical skills, I can't recover. You don't know any medical skills. How dare you lie to me in such a vulgar way. You are too arrogant."

"Situ Junhao, in the face of death, medical skills are basically powerless, but the world is so big, in addition to medical skills, there are many witchcrafts, such as bringing the dead back to life. Anyone who has studied witchcraft knows that it is not impossible."

As soon as Yu Wenyan finished speaking, a white shadow rushed over quickly. In order to prevent him from snatching Yu Wenyan, everyone stopped him before he had time to get close to Yu Wenyan.

"Your Majesty, you must not do stupid things. You must not use that witchcraft." The visitor burst into tears while fighting.

Originally, Situ Junhao didn't believe that Yu Wenyan would have any way to bring the dead back to life, but now seeing someone crying so bitterly, he couldn't help but feel a wave of hope in his heart.

The person who came was elegant and refined, handsome and picturesque, based on his appearance, it was not difficult to judge that this person was the well-known Li Qingshuang from the Eastern Feng Continent.

Whether it's divination or lost witchcraft, when it comes to Li Qingshuang, it's all pediatrics, and in this Dongfeng Continent, the person who can make Li Qingshuang lose her demeanor and cry like this is the only one. Only Yu Wenyan was left.

Judging from the current situation, what Yu Wenyan said about bringing the dead back to life is very likely to be true.

Above Xitang, there are many masters. Although Li Qingshuang's cultivation base is quite high, among many masters, he is also struggling.

Soon, Li Qingshuang was trapped, unable to approach Yu Wenyan.He had no choice but to yell at Yu Wenyan: "The method of exchanging spirits for spirits is too heaven-defying. Your Majesty, you must not use it. Although the death of Miss Qingfeng is very sad, at least she still has some The chance of reincarnation, after she is reincarnated, why don't we go find her again? Why do you want to change your soul at this time? If you are not careful, your majesty will lose your soul, even the chance of reincarnation is gone. Gone."

Faced with Yu Wenyan's reckless approach, Li Qingshuang tried his best to stop him, fearing that Yu Wenyan might not be aware enough of the danger of exchanging souls for souls, so he took the trouble to explain.

Hearing Li Qingshuang's explanation, Situ Junhao believed even more that Yu Wenyan really had the ability to bring Feng'er back to life.

"Qingshuang, I understand the danger of exchanging spirits for spirits. Now that Tantaixi is dead, if Feng'er dies with him, wouldn't it be that they will live and fly together? Under the Nine Springs, I can't even stop them. Their chances are gone. Therefore, Feng'er can't die, I'll be fine, I just went to hell for a while, and after 18 years, I'll be a good man again."

"But your majesty, the practice of exchanging spirits for souls is too harmful to the spiritual power. Many people have lost their souls because of the use of this witchcraft. If the emperor wants to make Miss Qingfeng survive, let Qingshuang perform this." Let’s use witchcraft, and it will also fulfill the good marriage between the emperor and Miss Qingfeng.”

"I killed Feng'er's husband, do you think Feng'er is willing to marry me?" Yu Wenyan said calmly, "Qingshuang, I accept your heart, but it's my Don't meddle in the grievances between Feng'er and Feng'er, and I will trouble you to collect my body after I die."

"Yuwenyan, do I need to prepare anything for the witchcraft of exchanging spirits for spirits? I will prepare them right away." Situ Junhao asked impatiently, fearing that Yuwenyan would regret it.

"No need, I've already prepared it." Yu Wenyan calmly took out some things from the storage ring, and began to fiddle with them silently. Seeing his skillful appearance, it seemed that everything was under his control .

"You expected Feng'er would die a long time ago, so you have already prepared everything?" Situ Junhao was taken aback. If he still can't see it at this time, then all these years will be in vain.

"Yes." Yu Wenyan said indifferently, "Qingshuang once made a divination for Feng'er. Feng'er was destined to die, and it was impossible to pass anyway. It's just that I never imagined that Feng'er's life and death calamity was caused by me."

(End of this chapter)