The St Empire, the imperial capital is Zhange.
Deep in that deep and distant palace, a man in gorgeous yellow clothes was standing in front of a large hospital bed.
"Brother, this is the dress I plan to wear when I ascend the throne. Can you look up and see how the tailor is doing? If you are not satisfied, I will kill him and replace him with someone else to make it again." The man said softly while lying on the hospital bed in front of him. said the man on top.
The man in front of him now had a sallow complexion, and his sunken eye sockets and thin cheeks could be clearly seen.
He looked like a skinned skeleton.
After all, if you haven’t had a drop of water or a grain of rice for more than ten days in a row, you can already bury someone with grass on your grave.
But the man in front of me is still alive.
He could hear his brother's voice in his ear, but he didn't even bother to open his eyes.
The younger brother looked at the elder brother in front of him quietly, and finally sighed: "Why are you still unwilling to die even if you have reached this point?"
During these times, it became increasingly difficult for the Emperor of Ste to contend with the toxins in his body, and the drugs he originally took were to suppress the hidden injuries in his body. Now, the injuries and poisons work together, and the man becomes more and more haggard and weak.
In fact, it was not that the younger brother was deliberately depriving himself of water and food these days to starve him to death, but because he really had no way to eat.
Any practitioner in the initial stage of Gewu Realm pays attention to strengthening the muscles and bones and nourishing oneself. After practicing in the Blood Moving Realm, all of them are anti-hunger pioneers who can hibernate, let alone a peak person like a man.
But the footsteps of death were indeed getting closer and closer to him.
The man lying on the bed finally let out a hoarse laugh, like sandpaper sharpening a file.
"Can't wait?" he asked.
"People like you shouldn't die like this." The younger brother said calmly.
He has been with his brother for many years, and he clearly knows each other's talents and ambitions. After all, every Emperor of St has finally stood out from the battle of sequences, and no one is mediocre.
But now he has to lie on this bed alone, because no one is allowed to see him, so no one will even take care of his daily defecation.
Of course, my brother, who knew this, had almost stopped his body's daily mechanisms, retaining only the most basic needs for life.
"Or is it thanks to you?" My brother still said with a smile, even though the sound made his ears hurt.
"So, does my brother want my conscience to be tortured for the rest of my life?" The younger brother said calmly, "But you should know that when I am willing to take that step, my conscience no longer exists for me."
"Ahem, cough, cough." My brother coughed in a low voice. He coughed so heart-wrenchingly that he seemed to die in the next moment.
But he raised his right hand at the same time.
It was a right hand like a withered bone.
The younger brother looked at the raised hand quietly for a moment, then took out a black pill from his arms and placed it in the palm of the other person's hand.
My brother grabbed it, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard.
Even though the medicine contains deadly poison.
But medicine is still medicine after all.
At that moment, the man seemed to have a flashback. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head.
"Do you think I'm afraid of death?" He was finally able to speak a little more smoothly.
"I don't know." said the younger brother.
Because my brother is so attached to the world at this time and does not want to die, this is in itself a fear of death.
"If I choose to commit suicide during this period, then I will be a real coward." My brother said with a smile: "Only when a person truly faces death will he realize the preciousness of life. You and I both understand that even people like you For existences like mine, death is also the eternal end for us.”
"Even in these last days, life has brought me so much pain, but compared to the eternal silence after death, I think this kind of pain is more enjoyable."
"But now, I have been waiting for you to ask me this question, because I also want to ask."
"Is Xiaoqi still alive?" Brother asked calmly.
"Still alive." The younger brother said calmly: "Dark Star failed and failed to complete the mission."
"You are worthy of being my son if you can survive from the hands of Dark Star." The elder brother seemed very proud: "Please use the remaining time to kill him."
As he said this, his brother raised his head and looked at the invisible sky above his head.
"Keep up the good work."
He said this and then closed his eyes.
Then all life was lost.
The younger brother raised his hand and touched his eyes, feeling tears covering his face.
He laughed crazily, and the laughter echoed in the dark room.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally walked out of that room without any strange expression on his face.
"Your Majesty." When they saw him walking out of the room, someone immediately shouted in a low voice.
"I am not His Majesty yet." The younger brother corrected him calmly: "However, Your Majesty has indeed passed away."
"And I will inherit the throne."
"By the way, kill those children." He said this without any emotion.
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There are two things on the golden tray.
White knife.
red wine.
Each of the children standing in the hall has such a tray in front of them, and then quietly waits for their choice.
Give death.
When death needs a reward, then life is truly humble to the extreme.
"Did your uncle say anything?" The leader was an incredibly beautiful girl. She was the eldest daughter of the Emperor of Ste, Her Highness Xixue.
She looked at the wine and knife in front of her and said.
"No." The eunuch in red in front of him said in a low voice, "Also, His Highness, you should call him Your Majesty."
"Just a false emperor." The girl said mockingly, then raised her hand to pick up the glass of wine and drank it down.
Behind her, the young men, big and small, also picked up the glass of wine.
When you are reduced to death, all resistance is meaningless.
If you don't want to be decent, someone will help you be decent.
The eunuch in red looked calmly at the eldest princess who had drunk the poisonous wine and did not speak.
"I heard that Xiaosi and Xiaoqi are still outside and haven't come back?" Xixue's death date has been determined, but she seems even calmer.
"The fourth prince has been confirmed dead." The eunuch in red looked at Her Royal Highness and said.
"Sure enough, that scourge Xiao Qi will never die." Xixue laughed sincerely.
"I believe." She looked at the other person and said, "One day, he will come back and kill you all."
"If the seventh prince can live to that day." The eunuch's words were calm and clear.
Xixue looked at the other party and said firmly: "Yes."
"If you hang my head on a flagpole, I'll see it with my own eyes."
The eunuch looked at her calmly and did not answer.
"It's really boring." Xixue shook her head and said.
When a quarter of an hour passed, the entire hall was filled with corpses.
The eunuch looked at the corpses on the ground and ordered.
"It's all burned."
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"My father is dead." Su Ziye said calmly.
There was no trace of sadness on his face.
"How did you know?" Liu Ru couldn't help but ask.
"I just know." Su Ziye had no intention of explaining.
Saying this, he took the lead in walking towards the door.
"There are still three final trials, don't forget it."
·The first volume of "Ye Ye's Three Trials" is completed.
I will write a summary tomorrow and talk about my future plans by the way.
The book will be finished, don't worry.
