The Emperor slowly changed his head and glanced at her, with a smile but a smile: "What? Are you still reluctant to bear me now?"

"I don't have that kind of abnormal syndrome, and I won't like you. Don't be passionate..."

Ling Luoyu fingered the soul blade and walked forward.

"I just want to warn you one last time and give you another chance to look back. Don't be the case in case something really happens, from the Yin Cao Jifu, you still have a lawsuit that cannot be cleared with me..."

The Emperor suddenly turned over and jumped up, restrained her with a powerful force, and tapped her right hand three times on her chest.

All of this was between the electric light and flint, and before the soul blade was turned over, anything had already let her go.

"puff!"

Spit blood out.

At that moment, she felt the pain from breathing.

Every time she breathed, it was as if a hand gripped her heart tightly, making her pain unbearable.

"...Sir Renhuang, it's really a good plan, a good method, to deceive me, come here to attack me?"

"No way, I must hold your life firmly in my hands, so that you will protect me regardless of the consequences!"

The emperor's face was triumphant.

"Miss Ling, you don't need to be too angry. If you were to be yours, I believe you would definitely try your best to restrain me, so as to ensure that your position is stable and the backyard will not catch fire... ?!"

Seeing his good calculations, Ling Luoyu pressed his chest. Stand up slowly.

"You are right. If it were me, I would make such a choice. So, I will not blame you. Even if there is resentment, I will also blame my inferior skills and carelessness..."

The Emperor's wrist stretched out, cutting a blood hole on the soul blade, allowing the blood to drip.

"So, girl, you must bless me, and bless me to come back alive, because only if I come back will the bloodline locked in your chest be unlocked, otherwise...you will die of bloodline exhaustion!"

This kind of bloodline locking technique is set by his power and special technique.

No matter who it is, no matter what power is used, if there is no specific technique as a weight to unlock, then Ling Luoyu's heart will wither a little bit.

After all, one day, she will die of exhaustion.

Moreover, it will be very, very painful before death.

With such a weight in hand, the emperor determined that Ling Luoyu would guarantee him a good life.

In fact, even if he didn't do this, Ling Luoyu would know about it for a while, and would not attack him.

Because she really needs Human Emperor to give her the final answer.

See if all these speculations are as they thought.

As time passed, the blood on the ground fainted little by little, and the human emperor's face became pale little by little, and even his breath became weaker.

Ling Luoyu looked at him and couldn't help being a little nervous.

"I said, Lord Human Sovereign, it's almost enough. You don't really have to wait until the moment of life and death to wake up completely, right?"

The Emperor did not react at all.

"You have to be careful, don't play it by yourself at that time, if the game is disconnected, then you really can't save it..."

No matter if this guy is a spirit body or something, the blood should support him.

But now, according to the blood flowing speed...