Chapter 1190
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Tokyo, the Imperial Palace Villa.
The residence of the Emperor.
At noon.
The emperor is still taking a nap. and the entire imperial palace is eerily quiet. All the servants are being extremely cautious, for fear of making the slightest sound.
Not long ago, a new servant accidentally dropped a water glass during the emperor’s lunch break disturbing the emperor. That unlucky fellow was immediately thrown into the lake to feed the fish.
In the bedroom.
The emperor in his sleep suddenly opened his eyes and saw a man in white clothes with a long sword on his back, standing beside the bed and looking at him coldly.
The emperor sat up and asked in surprise, “Who are you?”
”Didn’t you cooperate with Bai Yujing to try to kill me? What, now that I’m standing in front of you, you don’t recognize me?” The man in white said coldly, “Listen well, my name is Ye Wushuang.”
What!
The emperor’s face changed drastically, and he shouted at the top of his voice, “Come quickly, there’s an assassin——”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Countless figures rushed in and surrounded Ye Wushuang tightly. There were at least four or five hundred of them.
These people are all the emperor’s bodyguards.
Among them, a large number of people are guarding outside the door, holding samurai swords and exuding a murderous aura.
”Quick, capture the assassin and chop him to death with random knives.” The emperor shouted loudly.
Immediately, countless bodyguards charged at Ye Wushuang.
Do you think these good-nothings can kill me? Naive.” Ye Wushuang sneered and pulled out the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword on his back.
Clang!
The sword light flashed and blood splashed.
Immediately afterwards, figures fell into a pool of blood one after another.
Ye Wushuang is like a war god, invincible. Just a few minutes later, all the bodyguards are lying on the ground, and the ground is covered with blood.
Shocking!
After Ye Wushuang killed these bodyguards, he turned around and walked towards the emperor with a sword in his hand.
Ye Wushuang, what are you going to do?
I warn you, this is Daito, and you can’t act recklessly here.
Stop for me——
The emperor was so scared that his soul almost left his body and quickly shrank into the corner, pointing at Ye Wushuang and shouting in horror and unease.
However, before his voice fell, Ye Wushuang waved his long sword.
Puff——
The sword edge passed by the emperor’s cheek. In an instant, a bloodstain appeared on the emperor’s face.
The emperor was almost scared out of his wits and pleaded for mercy, saying, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, please…”
“Kneel down!” Ye Wushuang shouted sternly.
Plop.
The emperor knelt down.
“Coward.” Ye Wushuang looked at him with contempt and said coldly, “For the sake of you being the king of a country, I will spare your dog’s life today.”
“Let me tell you, if you dare to touch my family again, then I will bury you alive.”
Bang!
Ye Wushuang punched the ground, and with a “boom”, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.
The emperor was so scared that his face turned pale.
Remember, if you don’t want to die, don’t mess with me again, HMPH!
Ye Wushuang snorted coldly, and his body soared into the sky like a dragon in the ninth heaven, disappearing in an instant.
After a long while.
The emperor finally came back to his senses from the horror and Shout : “Come here!”
However, no one came in for a long time.
It was not until this time that he remembered that when Ye Wushuang killed the bodyguards just now, he also killed all the servants.
The emperor dialed a phone call. After the other end answered, he ordered: “I order you to immediately convene all the masters of Dadong and kill Ye Wushuang.”
The person on the other end replied: “Emperor, the martial arts of the Great East have been massacred by Ye Wushuang for 11,000 people. Except for the Shuiyue Sect, no master can be found anymore.”
“Moreover, Ye Wushuang is a cultivator. To kill him, a cultivator must take action.”
This time he has even killed all the ordinary ninjas. The foundation of Da Dong’s martial arts has been destroyed. I’m afraid that within a hundred years, no cultivator will appear again.”
The emperor was not reconciled and said: “Isn’t the Shuiyue Sect still there?” Qian Shanxue is my kendo teacher, and her master is one of the martial arts masters of Da Dong. You go and ask them to take action.”
“Emperor, I was just about to report the matter of the Shuiyue Sect to you.” The person on the other end of the phone said: “Qian Shanxue said that if you dare to touch a hair of Ye Qiu again, she will personally send you to reincarnation.”
Dong!
The emperor slumped to the ground, his whole body going limp.
……
Donghai War Zone Hospital.
Three days later.
Ye Qiu woke up from his coma.
When he opened his eyes, he saw several familiar faces, Qian Jinglan, Bai Bing, General Bai, as well as the Military God and Old Man Ye.
“Auntie, Ye Qiu is awake!”
Bai Bing, seeing Ye Qiu wake up, had a face full of surprise and asked concerned, “Ye Qiu, how are you?”
“I’m fine.” Ye Qiu smiled and asked, “Mom, where is this?”
“This is Donghai War Zone Hospital.” The Military God said, “After you killed Kurai on the uninhabited island, you were seriously injured and fell into a coma. Old Tang ordered Wei Donghai to bring you here.”
Ye Qiu quickly asked, “What about Ono? Is he dead?”
“Dead, killed by the saintess of the Vatican.” The Military God smiled and said, “Ye Qiu, you should take a good rest. Old Tang gave instructions that after you wake up, ask me to call him, so I’ll give him a call.”
After saying that, the Military God left the ward.
“Mom, weren’t you accompanying Dad in Kunlun Mountains? Why did you come here?” Ye Qiu asked Qian Jinglan again.
Qian Jinglan said, “When I heard that you were in a life-and-death crisis, how could I sit still? So I came with your father.”
“Where is Dad?”
“He went to…”
“I’m here.” Ye Wushuang walked in from outside the door.
Ye Qiu turned his head and looked, dumbfounded.
I saw that Ye Wushuang was wearing an apron and holding a casserole in his hand. Dressed like this, he looked like a chef.
“Qiu’er, I boiled pork rib soup for you with the snow lotus from Kunlun Mountain. Taste it.”
Ye Wushuang smiled all over his face and lifted the lid of the casserole. Suddenly, a strong fragrance filled the entire ward.
Then, Ye Wushuang personally scooped a bowl of pork rib soup for Ye Qiu and fed him with a spoon.
Ye Qiu was a little not used to it and said, “Dad, I’d better do it myself!”
“Don’t move.” Ye Wushuang said, “Besides your mother, there is no one in this world who is qualified to let me serve like this. Don’t be ungrateful.”
“Cough cough…” Standing aside, Grandpa Ye coughed twice.
Ye Wushuang then remembered that he had just spoken too fast and forgot that his father was still beside him. He quickly said to Grandpa Ye, “Father, you didn’t hear what I just said, right?”
“I heard it.” Grandpa Ye said with a straight face, “Why, am I not qualified to be served by you either?”
“Father, you are in good health and don’t need me to serve you. Qiu’er, drink the porridge quickly.” Ye Wushuang continued to feed Ye Qiu the porridge.
This scene was extremely warm.
While drinking the porridge, Ye Qiu quietly checked his physical condition.
Soon, his face changed.
Ye Qiu discovered that his dragon qi had disappeared. Although the ten strands of true qi still existed in his dantian, they were only about an inch long and only had a rudimentary form.
At present, his strength could only be on a par with the experts on the Dragon Ranking.
In other words, all of Ye Qiu’s hard work for such a long time had been in vain.
Dad, can my cultivation still be restored?