"Okay."

"Very good."

"I am rich in the world. If you want to offer a sacrifice, I will sacrifice that person for you. I just hope you don't deceive me."

Saying murderous words.

The oil lamp has dried up, but we, the First Emperor of Qin, cannot lose our magnanimity.

Look around.

It seems that there is nothing to sacrifice.

So he bowed his head.

At this moment, there are two things on the desk that are dealing with documents submitted from all over the country, which are most eye-catching.

One said: He's Bi is also the national jade seal.

Second: The Wentian Sword is a symbol of the emperor.

The Heshi Bi cannot be touched lightly. After it is made into a national jade seal, it is already related to the inheritance of the empire.

But although the Wentian Sword is the first of the ten famous swords, since it fell into the palace, it has only become his side sword. If it is said to be a killing weapon, it is far worse than a tool that symbolizes imperial power.

.

Touch it with your hand.

The First Emperor's eyes were a little complicated. After all, he had been following him for so many years.

But I have no choice.

【"Supreme Lord God!"】

["Have you heard my call?"]

["My Emperor Yingzheng, respecting the ancient covenant, please allow me to offer you a magic weapon: the Wentian Sword."]

This paragraph makes me laugh out loud.

The First Emperor swore that he had never felt that his voice was so numb.

God, have you heard my call?

I don’t know how this so-called main god can come up with such a second-rate language.

Isn’t it disgusting?

Hmm.

Ye Wuque naturally heard it.

But it’s so fun!

Qin Shihuang.

This is Qin Shihuang.

He is offering sacrifices to me.

It's just that this old boy is about to die of chronic poisoning. Yes, he must have taken too many fake elixirs. However, I don't seem to have anything in my hand that can be used to cure the erysipelas on his body.

What to do?

You don’t really need to change your tools, do you?

Of course not.

Ye Wuque thought again.

"That's okay."

"It seems that's the only way it can be."

After saying that, he rubbed his hands vigorously - of course, it was definitely not a nuclear bomb, but a ball of 'elixir' that was forcibly condensed purely from the air in the Lord God's space.

Nothing else.

It only brought a little bit of the bodily fluids of his newly promoted Lord God.

Treat illnesses and save lives?

Back to life?

Of course not.

Detoxification?

Neither.

But we can temporarily suppress the poison in His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin's body and let him live for a few more months.

Hmm.
Chapter completed!