Talisman Emperor

Chapter 417: Closing the Competition

“Hold on! ”

“Hold on! ”

“Hold on! ”

People scream wildly, tirelessly, over and over again, despite their already hoarse voices.

The man in the Dragon Blood Pool seemed to hear the anxiety and anticipation in people's voices. His body struggled slowly, moving and bouncing. The spinal cord, which had become bent due to severe pain, became a little straight... Every time his body sat a little straight, people's eyes lit up.

When his waist spine was completely upright and not rocking, everyone cheered, waving their arms wildly, like celebrating victory.

And just then, a dawn of dawn broke through the thick night, dawn, and the seventh day arrived!

Previously, Chen Xi's clothes were shattered by violent conflict of power, blood scars, stained all over his body, appeared miserably lonely, yet at this moment, watching him bathed in the first ray of sunlight in the morning, nobody felt that he was wolfish, let alone ridiculed, instead, his eyes poured out from deep inside respect and admiration.

This young man from Nanjiang, with his unparalleled resilience, persevered in the blood pool of the Hualong for seven days, shook the whole city, creating an almost indelible and insurmountable miracle!

His fame, his will, his stories… from today on, is destined to spread throughout the Great Chu Dynasty practice world, famous.

Day seven.

The Emperor Chu himself fished Chen Xi out of the dragon blood pool. The dragon's energy efficiency is amazing, but the help to Chen Xi is no longer great. It doesn't make any difference if you persist and self-mutilate. It doesn't make much sense.

That brings us to a perfect end to the Star Convention.

When the grand carnival finally ended, countless people left Mixed City that day, without feeling sad, without giving up, instead they fought hard.

Witnessed the entire process of the Star Convention, as if they were inspired and increasingly eager to become powerful. Perhaps that's what the Star Convention really means, giving people hope, giving people the impetus to work hard.

The second floor of the embroidered palace is where the Chu Wang practises everyday.

Ching Xiuyu is standing here at this moment, silent.

After the Star Convention, she herself was summoned here by the Chu Wang. In the meantime, she roughly guessed the intention of the Chu Wang, but she did not refuse.

“You must have guessed my intentions by now.” The space fluctuated for a while, and today the figure of the great shore of the Chu Emperor appeared suddenly. He looked at the standing Ching Xiu suit and smiled.

Ching Xiu nodded and did not deny it.

Here, the frown of Emperor Chu slightly invisible wrinkled, but even if it recovered as it had been in the beginning, he shook his head for a moment and said: “Indeed, the matter between you and Chen Xi should not have been interfered with by this outsider...”

“Rest assured, Your Majesty, that the dress is clearly divided and that I will not attack him again until I enter the realm of Xuan Huan.” It is disheartening that Ching Xiu directly interrupted Chu Wang's words. If anyone else sees this scene, they must be surprised to drop their chin.

However, Chu Huang did not seem to have accidentally reacted violently to Ching Xiu Yu, nor was he angry as a result. However, he inevitably sighed softly in his heart. What a wonderful young man it would be if he could turn Gango into a jade, how good it would be... The hatred between the two people seemed to be irreversible, and even his appearance would not help him. It can be seen how much he hated Chen Xi in Ching Xiu Yu's heart.

“When are you going to hand over your son to Chen Xi?” Soon after, King Chu raised another matter.

“When I return to the Sect, I will see my son again.” Ching Xiuyu answered very calmly. From the color of God alone, I can't tell how she feels at this moment.

Chu Wang's eyes couldn't help but admire it. If other women were to encounter this problem, they would surely cry and argue with reluctance, saying something like “I promised to return his son, but I didn't promise anything."

This is also a different place for Ching Xiuyu and others. She has her own dignity and arrogance, like a fairy in heaven. Even if losing to Chen Xiao makes her unacceptable, she will not deny it.

Or, in her life, she never refused to deny.

Chen Xiaoluan, blank in his brain, no sound, dark in front of him.

I don't know how long it's been, it's slightly brighter in front of me, and I can't see what sounds are coming, but it's still so blank in my head.

A little while later, his eyes were brighter, but still blurred, and his ears seemed to sound a little louder, but he seemed to be a long way from home, unable to hear clearly.

This state of affairs lasted for some time.

The scene in front of me finally recovered, but the sound on the ear disappeared and seemed quiet.

“I remember countless people helping themselves. Is this all their own delusion? Chen Xixin mocked herself, his consciousness was never dull and dull, which made him a little uncomfortable.

As his consciousness cleared and his body ached dramatically, like a tidal wave, he tried to sizzle for air, but it seemed that the muscles on his face were completely stiff and could not even accomplish this minor action.

Unconsciously looking around, he tranced to find himself lying in a chamber rather than in a dragon-blood pool.

Is it over?

Chen Xixin suddenly thought that in the blood pool of Hua Long, it seemed that he had finally persisted to the seventh day, was the last, and broke the record of all the ancient and present.

He had no particular feelings for it, and a sense of indifference made his reaction mundane and dull.

After another while, his consciousness finally recovered for the most part, but at the same time, the pain became clearer and stronger, and he couldn't help but groan.

“Wake up! The master is finally awake!” By the bed, a familiar sound sounds like Mukweh.

“What? Really? ”

“Go tell the others. Go! ”

“Uncle! Uncle!”

Spinning, this tumbling scream clamped with messy strides rang outside the house.

“What's going on? Have you been in a coma long enough?” Chen Xiqiao glanced at him and found the small room full of people at this time.

There are Yaqing, Yan Yan, Yunna, Du Qingxi, Van Yunlan, Zhen Liuqing and other women.

There are also friends who have fought side by side with Muzawa, Song Lin, Wang Daodong, Hua Ape North, Thursday Young Master, etc.

Others include Xiangxuan, Emerald Cuisine, Xiao Chen Yu, Mu Kui, Mu Yao Sister and others.

They looked at themselves with an unspeakable surprise on their faces, and their eyes revealed more concern. Chen Xixin suddenly felt warm, like snuggling in his grandfather's arms when he was a child, so solid, so reassuring... He wanted to grin, although it hurt, but his heart was very happy, unprecedented pain. Too bad the muscles on your face don't listen. He wanted to laugh out loud now, but he couldn't laugh, and it was hard to move a finger together.

He was a little distracted, and he knew that his oppression in the dragon pool was too great, and what was needed most now was careful care.

No, I can't!

I can't rest yet, I have work to do!

Chen Xi bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the smell of saltiness echoed in his mouth, which shook his spirit.

He tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make any noise, and he didn't believe that biting his teeth was exhausting all that was left of his body.

“Chen An! Where's Chen An?” The sound is not loud, and it can even be described as weak and unheard, dull, as if it were sand friction, and as if it had been extruded raw from the chest.

Ann Chan?

Everyone creeps and moves. This is the time. Does this guy still miss his own flesh and blood?

In other words, their faces became incredibly complex, because it was now half a month before the end of the Star Convention, and Ching Xiu's clothes had already drifted out of the city, never even mentioned it.

They don't know how to tell Chen Xi.

“Mother, it seems like someone is calling Anne's name.” In this quiet and silent atmosphere, a faint, childish noise sounded outside the room.

Angel?

Chen Xiaotong trembled like a thunderbolt!