As the saying goes, a dying man speaks kindly. WWw!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!ComHan Xiaohan didn't know how long he could live, but when he saw the miserable state of Tianyin, he suddenly felt a sense of loss. He thought that before long, he might be like the current Emperor of Heaven, completely broken. Although he didn't show any abnormality yet. He narrowed his eyes slightly, approached the Emperor of Heaven, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. If it is something I can do, I will definitely help you complete it." He said this to comfort himself. If the Emperor of Heaven died, his life would probably not be long either. Not to mention whether the red lake in front of him was poisonous to him, without the help of the Emperor of Heaven, Han Xiaohan could not get out by himself.
The Emperor saw Han Xiaohan approaching him with his eyes half-dizzy. He stretched out his bloody hand and tightly grasped the clothes under his ribs. He spoke with difficulty and said intermittently: "Han Xiaohan, although we have always been enemies, you are the one who gives me the most headaches in this world, but you are also the one I admire the most..." As he spoke, the Emperor began to cough violently, and blood foam overflowed from his mouth. Han Xiaohan and he both understood that it was the reaction of the internal organs beginning to collapse. Han Xiaohan felt sad and shook his head silently. The Emperor said again: "My greatest wish in this life is to build a powerful Chinese Empire and let China's iron hoofs step on every corner of the world. Unfortunately, I didn't do this. If you can get out alive, I hope you can help me rebuild the heaven, and don't let the heaven collapse because of my death..." After speaking, he tremblingly took out a small and exquisite white jade card from his arms and handed it to Han Xiaohan, saying: "This is the Emperor's token. Seeing the card is like seeing the person. I have never given it to anyone else. Today, I will give it to you..."
Han Xiaohan took the class card and sighed in his heart, "If you die, how can I get out?" He thought so in his heart, but didn't say it out loud. He nodded solemnly and said, "If I get out, I will definitely help you to rectify the heaven, but I will not help you fulfill your dream of becoming an emperor."
"Haha!" The Emperor smiled bitterly and nodded. Now, his skin had completely rotted away, and there was no intact skin left. He looked like a bloody man. He swallowed the blood, grasped Han Xiaohan's clothes under his ribs with both hands, and said, "I have one last thing to ask of you."
Han Xiaohan said, "Go ahead." The corners of the Emperor's mouth moved for a long time, but he didn't hear a word. Feeling that he was about to die, Han Xiaohan reached his hand to his lower back and injected his true energy. The Emperor seemed to be more energetic and whispered in Han Xiaohan's ear, "My last wish is that you can accompany me in the underworld!" Before he finished speaking, two sharp ice swords suddenly appeared in the hands of the Emperor on Han Xiaohan's ribs. The distance was too close. Han Xiaohan was unprepared, and even if he was more vigilant, he couldn't dodge at such a close distance. Moreover, he didn't expect that the Emperor, who was only half a breath away, would suddenly attack him. The two ice swords, like two sharp knives, penetrated from his soft ribs on both sides and pierced deeply into his internal organs. Han Xiaohan could even feel the friction sound of the two ice swords meeting in his body. He was stunned, looked at the Emperor with complicated eyes, and asked slowly, "Why?"