"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" A lung-breaking scream suddenly sounded out, startling Lin Long and others who were originally confronting him.
Looking at the golden soul that suddenly fell to the ground and twitched, no one could immediately understand what happened.
"Wow!"
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and even some beating flesh and blood stuck to the ground.
Jin Hun's expression was very painful, and the muscles in his body seemed to be shrinking like crazy.
After a while, his skin felt like it was attached to his bones.
And the blood vessels that are usually hidden under the skin are like demonic insects scurrying into the human body, ferocious and terrifying.
"What's wrong with him?"
Ye Qi seemed to be frightened by this scene.
She stepped back involuntarily and looked ugly.
"It seems like something is wrong with his body.
Look," Master Gun pointed at Lin Poxu, who was standing in front of him.
He also fell to the ground like a golden soul, like a dead person.
"The puppet controlled by him has lost control. " "It's impossible, it's impossible."
Jin Hun's eyes began to blur.
Why is it His Majesty's side?
Why can't he see anything anymore?
Every royal family in the Golden Empire will have a loyal and powerful guardian, whose lives are linked to each other.
The golden soul is Zhao Wudi's guardian, and the two live in symbiosis.
It's just that if the guardian dies, the royal family will not necessarily die, but once the royal family dies, the guardian will die immediately.
There is only one explanation for his current situation: Zhao Wudi is dead.
If Zhao Wudi dies, then as a guardian, he will also die immediately.
There is no way to save him, even the resurrection technique is useless.
But why, your majesty, isn't your majesty already immortal?
Your Majesty will not die.
Before he completes his ambition, no one can kill His Majesty, his ideal. eternal golden empire The Imperial Capital is a prosperous city.
When alchemy emerged, the wise Emperor introduced alchemy and began to use the convenient alchemy to improve the Imperial Capital.
Automatic water intake devices, underground conveyance devices, and a series of alchemical projects gradually replaced expensive magic props and became a convenient system that everyone in the imperial capital could use.
The people living on the ground laughed and celebrated the great decision of the empire, and were also grateful for the improvement of their lives.
However, after these alchemical projects began, there was a lot of space left underground due to the projects.
"XiaoXuXuXu" Rats and flies.
This kind of life that is hated by people and is born underground lives under the feet of the people of the imperial capital.
Crawling underground, they rely on instinct to find food tonight so that they can fill their stomachs and survive.
Since the alchemy project is a newly built facility, people have not yet realized what kind of dirty life is nourishing under their feet, nor have they cared about the occasional rattling noises of some dark creatures recently.
However, there are some interesting rumors among the residents of the Imperial City about the underground.
For example, there is actually a dwarf living underground.
There was a stench all over his body, and he couldn't see clearly.
But I don’t know the lingua franca of mainland China, I’m like an uncivilized savage Some people also say that devils actually live underground and that there is a door to hell.
When people are facing the underground passage, they will reach out their hands and try to pull them down. taken to hell These underground passages are either leftover from the original project or dug by people themselves.
After all, the huge underground space has become a good place for restaurants and hotels to discard garbage.
Because the country has not yet issued a statement on the handling of underground space, there is no problem at all in terms of national law if you do it yourself.
And those fallen leftovers are the best food for mice.
But such delicacies are not common.
Most of them are thrown away along with some broken pots and pans or just plain garbage.
To find edible materials among these things, you have to rely on luck and your nose.
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Maybe it was my good luck today, and the mice just ran out not long ago.
I found a bunch of sticky stuff ahead.
It might be a drunkard's vomit or something else, but the smell of food will not deceive their noses.
Several larger rats broke away from the team and wanted to have a meal first.
The other dirty animals behind them did not lag behind and pounced forward.
For this dark underground, the temptation of food is greater than anything else.
"Pa" and when he was less than half a meter away from the food, the larger mouse running in front suddenly went dark, and then he felt as if his body was trapped by something and couldn't break free.
"Chi chi chi chi" the mice stopped, abandoned their companions, and quickly turned around and fled in this dirty underground.
If there is something they want more than food, then the answer is only one's own life.
He only caught one and felt the mouse twisting in his hand.
He couldn't help but increase his strength.
Of course, it was the only strength he had left.
He had been hungry for three days and he didn't have the physical strength to catch up with the mouse.
We can only set a trap here He felt that the struggle in his hand gradually weakened, and the disgusting rat tail hanging out of his hand finally hung down feebly.
But he was worried that the dirty and cunning rat might be pretending to be dead, so he cautiously held it for another minute before he dared to confirm that the big guy in his hand was really dead.
He glanced at the sticky, sticky stuff all over the floor and swallowed.
To him, something with a pungent smell tastes much better than a dead rat, but he won't eat that kind of thing.
This is all he has left.
He released his trembling palms, and lying on his black palm was a big rat with a slightly squashed body.
Even though he had seen the disgusting fur many times, his stomach would still churn, but He couldn't spit it out because there was nothing in his stomach except what might be some stomach acid left.
Will you die?
He no longer had the strength to pull the mouse's skin off, so he could only open his mouth and bite the disgusting head of the mouse, and pull it back with all his strength.
"Pa."
The mouse's head was bitten off, and then he ignored the thorns in his mouth and quickly sucked the dirty blood that flowed out.
Enduring the feeling of wanting to vomit, wanting to spit out my entire internal organs, drink the blood dry No.
I don’t want to die because I don’t want to die, so I live in such a humble way until now.
He didn't know what to do with the rat's corpse.
For him, even if the meat could be called food, he would not tear it apart like a wild cat without regard for dignity.
His last bottom line as a human being would be trampled on.
Underfoot, there is no room for recovery Will you die?
The man and woman whose memory has been blurred are, yes, his parents.
They have been hiding themselves underground for how many years, I can’t remember clearly.
They were already dead, right?
Didn't they say that someone was going to harm them at that time?
They sacrificed themselves as bait to let him live.
They were really great parents.
He no longer has the strength to move around, so he just waits here.
Let's see if there is anything else that will attract the little guy to that pile of vomit.
Under that pungent stench, even the bloody smell of the rat just now will be covered up.
The smell on his own body will be the same, so wait here.
Yes, there will definitely be more "Kick."
Well, what's the sound?
He raised his head and stared blankly at the dark front.
There was no light around him, and no animals would see him.
And his smell will be covered up by the stench.
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The only thing that can't be hidden is his voice.
So he didn't make any sound.
The footsteps just now were not his.
"Deng Deng." ah.
It sounds so nice, it seems like the sound of boots stepping on my feet.
I haven't heard this sound for a long time.
I think I hear it every day, people on the ground.
Occasionally you can hear it when walking over your head.
"Kick, kick, kick, kick."
It seems to be coming towards me.
Isn't there a light in front of me?
Is there someone coming?
Will there be someone coming to this place?
They are indeed people, and there is a team of about ten people.
They seem to be headed by the young man standing at the front.
But except for this young man, everyone else looked disgusted and disgusted.
Their clothes are so beautiful, their armor is so powerful, the light from the torch in their hands is so hot and dazzling, it really doesn’t match this place.
And their eyes, why are they so scared?
Are their eyes looking at themselves?
Although the young man in the lead of "Zhao Hun" also frowned, he unexpectedly did not see his disgusting self in his eyes.
In other words, in this young man's eyes, he did not see himself at all.
Is this the name Zhao Hun?
Whose name does it sound familiar to?
"Is he Zhao Hun?"
The young man seemed dissatisfied with the fact that he didn't answer.
He turned to a well-dressed old man next to him and asked, holding his nose.
"It should be him, but His Royal Highness," the old man nodded hesitantly, then advised, "Although he is from King Wu's lineage, it seems that Zhao Hun has been hiding underground in the imperial capital for more than a year and has gone crazy."
"Are you crazy?"
The young man known as the prince turned back and looked at him.
The young man asked him with a tone that was full of a feeling that he longed for.
It was a feeling that could make him realize that he was still a human being. feeling
But how to answer should be how to open his mouth and how to speak.
Panic suddenly surged in his heart.
He seemed to have forgotten the language and the way of communication as a human being.
"His Royal Highness, look at his dull eyes, and he can't even speak anymore."
Another slightly younger man walked forward and looked at the rat hairs that had just been left beside him with disgust, and couldn't help it.
The resident took a step back, "He can no longer be called a human being."
Hey, can’t I call myself a human being?
Am I no longer a human being?
The people behind the young man also expressed their opinions, but everyone had similar opinions.
Even if he doesn't understand the words of these people, he can hear a few words repeatedly from each person's words and write them down.
"You can no longer be considered a human being."
"Too dirty."
"Can't leave the underground."
"Somewhat pitiful."
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"Do you want to go up?"
The sudden sound caused his dull eyes to move involuntarily towards the young man who spoke, his eyeballs trembling continuously.
"Do you want to come up with me?"
The young man's tone was questioning, and his expression was disgusting, but his words were true.
The people behind "His Royal Highness" seemed to be very confused by the boy's behavior, but before they could speak, the trash boy in front of them made an incredible sound.
"Squeak!"
It was a scream that was incomprehensible at all.
It shocked everyone who thought he had lost the ability to speak.
However, his already thin body with only bones visible exploded at this moment. power of imagination He curled up into a mouse-like posture, crawling on the ground, his face that looked like a skeleton clinging to the ground, screaming crazily.
No matter how many people came to think of his lunatic-like behavior, the boy in front of him stared at him for a long time.
The scream coming from the depths of the soul that was about to disappear, and the desire to leave this underground place were so strong.
To the point where the young man is frightened In the empty underground, his screams that could not even produce an echo, probably because he had no physical strength, shocked the young man.
He was shocked by the desire of this dirty creature in front of him for the earth, his desire for life, and his desire to live like a human being. desire to go down If you have desire, then satisfy it "Take him away."
The young man closed his eyes, turned and left, "He will be my most loyal guardian."
After returning to the ground and coming to the palace that almost drove him insane when he first saw it, he got his new life and new identity.
"From today on, you are no longer a Zhao soul, but a golden soul.
I don't need you to become Zhao's ghost, but to become the soul that protects this golden empire."
"If you can't face the world, then put on a mask.
At least, you can hide yourself as my guardian.
You must do what I need."
"My will is to bring the entire world into the hands of the Golden Empire, and as the ruler of the empire, I will lead all human golden souls on the continent.
No one will experience your experience again."
"I will become the emperor of the ages, and the Golden Empire will also become the eternal empire.
For this, I will give everything."
"The future, my empire, the eternal golden soul of the golden empire, do you want to see it?"
Jin Hun's vision gradually blurred.
He seemed to want to reach out and catch something, but the soul that was already leaving the body could not control a finger.
He could only watch the arm that was as withered as before fall feebly on the ground. on the ground
Your Majesty, what I want to see is not an eternal empire but: