Chapter: 1220
Seeing what Xiao Hei said, the Gorefiend didn't ask any more questions. After all, this was Xiao Hei's secret, and he was not qualified to ask the bottom line.
"Don't disturb the heart transplant in the slightest, otherwise, the success will come to naught, so you have to protect me!" the blood demon said lightly.
"Don't worry!" Xiao Hei nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Xiao Hei agreed, the Gorefiend no longer hesitated, a stream of blood gushed out from the demon-suppressing green coffin, and it turned out to be a slender bloody hand.
Zhuowen and the Gorefiend had already agreed that if Zhuowen's cultivation reached the realm of imperial power, then the Gorefiend would be released and he would be free, so this is why the Goregore helped Zhuowen so much.
Pooh!
The bloody hand went deep into Zhuo Wen's right chest, and he poked it in with all his strength. The blood demon's control over the blood was almost abnormal. Although his bloody hand went deep into Zhuo Wen's chest, no blood flowed out from the wound.
The bloody hand stretched out, and a thumping heart appeared in the palm of the bloody hand. As the blood demon said, this heart is purple-black, and it beats extremely powerfully.
At this moment, the movement of the bloody hand became very slow, and slowly took out the purple-black heart, and placed it on Zhuowen's left chest, which had become empty. This process was extremely slow.
In the process of placing the heart, the blood demon is still controlling the countless meridians on Zhuowen's left chest, which are precisely connected to the Zihei heart, so that the blood in Zhuowen's body can flow into the heart, thus forming blood circulation.
This process took half an hour, which can be said to be extremely long. In the end, Zihei's heart started beating again in Zhuowen's left chest cavity, and the beating speed gradually became faster.
As Zihei's heart beat faster, Zhuo Wen's originally pale complexion gradually became rosy, and his complexion was much better than before.
"That purple-black heart is much stronger than Zhuo Wen's original heart. This child's recovery power may become extremely terrifying. If coupled with his powerful physical body, he may already be an unbeatable Xiaoqiang."
After placing the heart, the Blood Demon seemed quite satisfied, and the words he spoke seemed much more relaxed.
Xiao Hei also saw Zhuo Wen's change at this moment, a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes, and said to the Blood Demon: "Thank you this time!"
"Hehe! This heart already exists in Zhuowen's body. Even if I don't transplant it, Zhuowen himself will recover slowly under the action of this heart, but this process will become very long."
"Now that the heart is transplanted to his heart, it only speeds up his recovery."
After finishing speaking, the voice of the Gorefiend gradually became weaker, and finally the green coffin of suppressing demons slowly closed...
Xiao Hei nodded. What the Gorefiend said was right. Even if it didn't help transplant the heart, Zhuowen would eventually recover slowly relying on the resilience of the Nether King's heart.
It's just that what Zhuo Wen lost was his real heart, and the heart veins were damaged, so the recovery process became extremely slow, and the Zihei heart was connected to the heart veins, which can naturally greatly speed up the recovery efficiency.
"The next thing is to see when this kid Zhuo Wen can recover!" Xiao Hei murmured to himself while looking at Zhuo Wen silently.
Time passed by minute by minute, very quickly, and two days passed in a flash, and Zhuo Wen still didn't seem to wake up at all, but his face became more and more rosy, and his breathing became much more stable.
At the same time, outside the Golden Luan Hall, on the square, there were still a lot of people gathered at this moment, and everyone was staring at the suspended platform in the square.
At this moment, on the suspended platform, Huangfu Wudao stood with his hands folded like cypresses, but opposite him, there was no one there.
Although the news of Zhuo Wen's death caused an uproar in the entire imperial capital, but after three days, many people still came here admiringly in today's battle of heaven and earth.
Everyone was looking forward to Zhuo Wen's appearance, so as to break the news of Zhuo Wen's death that had been raging for the past few days. However, when the three poles were hit that day, everyone was disappointed.
Huangfu Wudao was still standing on the suspended platform, and the opposite of him was still empty, and Zhuo Wen did not appear today.
Everyone knew that Zhuo Wen's death, which was spread two days ago, was probably true.
"It's past noon, and Zhuo Wen didn't show up as promised, so Huangfu Wudao won this battle! Wudao, come and accept the Tianhou Token!"
Qingdi stood on the high platform, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, speaking loudly.
Nodding his head, Huangfu Wudao jumped off the suspended platform abruptly, without hesitation in his movements, he came in front of Emperor Qing, received the token of Marquis of Heaven, and the ranking battle finally ended.
"The ranking battle is over, and the top ten candidates for the new Qinghuang list have all been selected!"
As he said that, Qing Emperor flicked his fingers, and suddenly, a huge scroll appeared in the sky, and then the scroll slowly unfolded, revealing the information inside.
The first place, without exception, is the eldest prince Huangfu Wudao, followed by other geniuses, namely Zhuo Wen, Gran Lily, Qingyan, Zhu Bai, Guo Sheng, Murong Zhan, Qing Ming, Huangfu Wuji and Wudeng Monk.
In the square, most of the other geniuses from the previous ten days had also arrived. The reason why they came was that they did not believe in the news of Zhuo Wen's death, and hoped to see whether Zhuo Wen would come to fight Huangfu Wudao today.
But the result was disappointing to them. Zhuo Wen never showed up at all. Perhaps Zhuo Wen might really die as rumored.
"It's a pity! It seems that Zhuo Wen is really dead?" Guo Sheng frowned slightly, a little unnaturally.
"Hey! I think that Zhuowen must be afraid. You must know that sometimes rumors are not credible! Maybe that Zhuowen intentionally fabricated the news of his background, and then used this as an excuse not to dare to come!"
A sinister voice resounded, and Huangfu Wudao crossed his arms and laughed coldly.
"Zhuowen is not this kind of person! And judging from the battle between Zhuowen and Huangfu Wudao three days ago, do you think Zhuowen should be afraid of fighting? Not everyone is like you, Second Prince." JrNovels.com
"Don't disturb the heart transplant in the slightest, otherwise, the success will come to naught, so you have to protect me!" the blood demon said lightly.
"Don't worry!" Xiao Hei nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Xiao Hei agreed, the Gorefiend no longer hesitated, a stream of blood gushed out from the demon-suppressing green coffin, and it turned out to be a slender bloody hand.
Zhuowen and the Gorefiend had already agreed that if Zhuowen's cultivation reached the realm of imperial power, then the Gorefiend would be released and he would be free, so this is why the Goregore helped Zhuowen so much.
Pooh!
The bloody hand went deep into Zhuo Wen's right chest, and he poked it in with all his strength. The blood demon's control over the blood was almost abnormal. Although his bloody hand went deep into Zhuo Wen's chest, no blood flowed out from the wound.
The bloody hand stretched out, and a thumping heart appeared in the palm of the bloody hand. As the blood demon said, this heart is purple-black, and it beats extremely powerfully.
At this moment, the movement of the bloody hand became very slow, and slowly took out the purple-black heart, and placed it on Zhuowen's left chest, which had become empty. This process was extremely slow.
In the process of placing the heart, the blood demon is still controlling the countless meridians on Zhuowen's left chest, which are precisely connected to the Zihei heart, so that the blood in Zhuowen's body can flow into the heart, thus forming blood circulation.
This process took half an hour, which can be said to be extremely long. In the end, Zihei's heart started beating again in Zhuowen's left chest cavity, and the beating speed gradually became faster.
As Zihei's heart beat faster, Zhuo Wen's originally pale complexion gradually became rosy, and his complexion was much better than before.
"That purple-black heart is much stronger than Zhuo Wen's original heart. This child's recovery power may become extremely terrifying. If coupled with his powerful physical body, he may already be an unbeatable Xiaoqiang."
After placing the heart, the Blood Demon seemed quite satisfied, and the words he spoke seemed much more relaxed.
Xiao Hei also saw Zhuo Wen's change at this moment, a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes, and said to the Blood Demon: "Thank you this time!"
"Hehe! This heart already exists in Zhuowen's body. Even if I don't transplant it, Zhuowen himself will recover slowly under the action of this heart, but this process will become very long."
"Now that the heart is transplanted to his heart, it only speeds up his recovery."
After finishing speaking, the voice of the Gorefiend gradually became weaker, and finally the green coffin of suppressing demons slowly closed...
Xiao Hei nodded. What the Gorefiend said was right. Even if it didn't help transplant the heart, Zhuowen would eventually recover slowly relying on the resilience of the Nether King's heart.
It's just that what Zhuo Wen lost was his real heart, and the heart veins were damaged, so the recovery process became extremely slow, and the Zihei heart was connected to the heart veins, which can naturally greatly speed up the recovery efficiency.
"The next thing is to see when this kid Zhuo Wen can recover!" Xiao Hei murmured to himself while looking at Zhuo Wen silently.
Time passed by minute by minute, very quickly, and two days passed in a flash, and Zhuo Wen still didn't seem to wake up at all, but his face became more and more rosy, and his breathing became much more stable.
At the same time, outside the Golden Luan Hall, on the square, there were still a lot of people gathered at this moment, and everyone was staring at the suspended platform in the square.
At this moment, on the suspended platform, Huangfu Wudao stood with his hands folded like cypresses, but opposite him, there was no one there.
Although the news of Zhuo Wen's death caused an uproar in the entire imperial capital, but after three days, many people still came here admiringly in today's battle of heaven and earth.
Everyone was looking forward to Zhuo Wen's appearance, so as to break the news of Zhuo Wen's death that had been raging for the past few days. However, when the three poles were hit that day, everyone was disappointed.
Huangfu Wudao was still standing on the suspended platform, and the opposite of him was still empty, and Zhuo Wen did not appear today.
Everyone knew that Zhuo Wen's death, which was spread two days ago, was probably true.
"It's past noon, and Zhuo Wen didn't show up as promised, so Huangfu Wudao won this battle! Wudao, come and accept the Tianhou Token!"
Qingdi stood on the high platform, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, speaking loudly.
Nodding his head, Huangfu Wudao jumped off the suspended platform abruptly, without hesitation in his movements, he came in front of Emperor Qing, received the token of Marquis of Heaven, and the ranking battle finally ended.
"The ranking battle is over, and the top ten candidates for the new Qinghuang list have all been selected!"
As he said that, Qing Emperor flicked his fingers, and suddenly, a huge scroll appeared in the sky, and then the scroll slowly unfolded, revealing the information inside.
The first place, without exception, is the eldest prince Huangfu Wudao, followed by other geniuses, namely Zhuo Wen, Gran Lily, Qingyan, Zhu Bai, Guo Sheng, Murong Zhan, Qing Ming, Huangfu Wuji and Wudeng Monk.
In the square, most of the other geniuses from the previous ten days had also arrived. The reason why they came was that they did not believe in the news of Zhuo Wen's death, and hoped to see whether Zhuo Wen would come to fight Huangfu Wudao today.
But the result was disappointing to them. Zhuo Wen never showed up at all. Perhaps Zhuo Wen might really die as rumored.
"It's a pity! It seems that Zhuo Wen is really dead?" Guo Sheng frowned slightly, a little unnaturally.
"Hey! I think that Zhuowen must be afraid. You must know that sometimes rumors are not credible! Maybe that Zhuowen intentionally fabricated the news of his background, and then used this as an excuse not to dare to come!"
A sinister voice resounded, and Huangfu Wudao crossed his arms and laughed coldly.
"Zhuowen is not this kind of person! And judging from the battle between Zhuowen and Huangfu Wudao three days ago, do you think Zhuowen should be afraid of fighting? Not everyone is like you, Second Prince." JrNovels.com
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