My Wife Is A General Who Killed Tens Of Thousands On The Battlefield

Chapter 33: Cannibals have short mouths

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In the Su Mansion, Lan Qingqing was miserable, her hands and feet were imprisoned by iron chains, and all her strength was sealed off.

Only after one night, the strong resilience of the martial artist's physical body made her face recover a lot.

Since last night, Lanqingqingshuimi has not entered.

has been under surveillance.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark.

She lay quietly on the ground, closed her eyes and meditated, trying to break through the blockage in her body and regain her strength.

Just don't look at Zhao Jin who looks a little unreliable, but when he does things, he is still leak-proof. In Lan Qingqing's body, this guy has imposed thirteen restrictions in various ways.

No matter how hard Lan Qingqing tried, she couldn't mobilize a trace of true energy, and even with her movements, it would cause pain in her body.

"Squeak...."

The door opened.

Su Wen appeared at the door, Zhao Jin bowed and followed behind him with a flattering smile on his face.

"This door should be oiled. The noise when the door is opened is really unpleasant."

"Understood, I will arrange for someone to get it in a while."

When the two entered, Zhao Jin moved a chair from the side and wiped Su Wen thoughtfully.

Su Wen sat in front of Lan Qingqing.

"Tell me, why did you steal the Witch God Golden Gu?" Su Wen asked with a smile.

He didn't ask Wu Shenjue directly, because he didn't want to reveal his purpose, and he didn't want Lan Qingqing to feel that he could hold him and have the capital to negotiate with him.

Lan Qingqing glanced at Su Wen, but said nothing.

Zhao Jin on the side shouted angrily: "You bitch, didn't you hear my young master asking you? Believe it or not, I killed you?"

Lan Qingqing still didn't speak.

Su Wen waved his hand, stopped Zhao Jin who was about to step forward, and said with a smile: "I'll ask you again, if you don't tell me next time, I will let you strip you naked, take you to the street, and do it again. Get a dozen male dogs in heat, trust me, I will do what I say."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Qingqing shook her body and looked at Su Wen with horror.

She could hardly imagine the scene.

At this time, Su Wen's voice sounded again: "Why did you steal the Witch God Golden Gu?"

Lan Qingqing gritted her teeth and said, "What else can I do, of course I have to find a way to improve my strength. Moreover, the Witch God Golden Gu is originally a sacred object of the blood barbarians, which was forcibly taken away by you Zhou people."

Su Wen looked at Lan Qingqing and said with a smile: "It seems that you are a descendant of the blood barbarian?"

Now that the conversation was over, Lan Qingqing did not hide anything, nodded, looked at Su Wen and said, "That's right! My mother is a blood barbarian, and I am a blood barbarian mixed with a human race."

Su Wen stroked his chin and said, "That is to say, you have the Witch God Art in your hand?"

"No!" Lan Qingqing's answer completely exceeded Su Wen's expectations.

His face was a little ugly, and he asked: "Then what do you want this Witch God Golden Gu for?"

Lan Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "Who said that the Witch God Golden Gu must be inhaled to be effective?"

Su Wen was taken aback, he really didn't know.

Just listen to Lan Qingqing's eloquence: "If the Witch God Golden Gu can be inhaled into the body, it will be of great benefit to the inhaler, but even if it is not inhaled, the Witch God Golden Gu has another function, which is to purify the blood of the beast. The blood of ordinary ferocious beasts has strong evil spirit inside. If a warrior swallows it rashly, it will inevitably cause the evil spirit to conflict with his own blood energy. The qi will disappear, but if you swallow it at that time, the effect will be extremely limited. Use the Witch God Golden Gu to purify the blood of the beast. While removing the evil spirit, you can also retain a part of the blood energy of the beast. After taking it, the warrior can strengthen himself, For so many years, the Superintendent of Martial Arts has cultivated countless masters with the Golden Witch God Gu."

She is also hiding something here. If she gets this thing and returns to the southern border, she can gather a large number of blood barbarian survivors with a single call, and then she will be like a queen.

But at this point, Su Wen finally understood why that Ma Shan forced himself to stay even though he knew that he was the prime minister's son.

This Witch God Golden Gu is not just a decoration for the Superintendent of Martial Arts.

Even strategic.

In the palace, Su Changqing looked at Feng Baichuan who was quite excited, and said with a smile: "Old Feng, it's not me talking about you, it's just a witch god golden Gu, just treat it as a gift from you to my son, we two are in the same court. For many years, you didn't give me any presents. Do you remember that thirteen years ago, we went on business together and ate four meals, all of which were paid by me. You just ate and drank, and I didn't say anything. I want your money, this time my family Su Wen accidentally inhaled the Witch God Golden Gu, you still insist on letting him go to your Martial Supervisor, you don't look like an elder."

"Thirteen years ago?" Feng Baichuan was confused, he had already forgotten all about it.

Emperor Zhou smiled and said: "Old Feng, is he short-sighted this time? Who is Su Changqing? Someone takes advantage of him, and he can remember it for a lifetime. How dare you eat his food for nothing? You owe him a favor." I!"

Seeing Emperor Zhou gloating, Feng Baichuan said helplessly: "Your Majesty, this Su Changqing is talking nonsense. Who remembers what happened so many years ago?"

"Coincidentally, I, Su Changqing, never speak empty words. After the incident, I will write an official document and send it to Wenyuan Pavilion. If you want to deny it, you can check it!"

Feng Baichuan suddenly realized: "The two of us are on business, eating, drinking and travelling. Naturally, His Majesty will reimburse you. Why do you need Su Changqing to pay for it?"

Su Changqing sneered and said: "At that time, according to the rules, each of us had a meal fee of one penny a day. You ate twenty catties of cooked beef, eight roast ducks, five roast geese, and drank ten catties of Nurhong. Do you think you have enough money?"

Having said that, Feng Baichuan's memory gradually recalled, as if there was indeed such a thing.

Martial artists eat a lot, and it is indeed normal to eat these things.

He pointed at Su Changqing angrily and said, "I'll just pay you back the money. This Witch God Golden Gu is the most important weapon of the country, so it can't be mixed with personal feelings."

At this time, Emperor Zhou waved his hand and said: "Stop, stop, that's not the case. Su Wen is also a minister of my Great Zhou. I don't worry if the Golden Witch God Gu is on him. It's just Changqing. In my opinion, the blue and green may not be the same. There are witches and gods."

When Emperor Zhou said this, Su Changqing was also taken aback.

I just heard Emperor Zhou say: "Back when we invaded the blood barbarian capital, all the men of the blood barbarian royal family died in battle, and no one survived by stealing. Being destroyed by it, this kind of determination is already repaying the heart of death, how can it leave the Wushenjue? Moreover, I have never heard of anyone practicing this technique for so many years. It is probably not possible for Lan Qingqing to steal the Wushen Golden Gu She has the idea of incorporating it into her body, if she just wants to use the Witch God Golden Gu to cultivate her power, then Su Wen might be really dangerous."