This is what an emperor should do. If he voted, Wei Jing would look down on him.

"Give me that ghost, and I'll leave you a complete corpse." Wei Jing walked towards the dragon chair. The gold-painted withered dragon looked really majestic.

Hearing Wei Jing's words, the middle-aged man looked at the corpse next to Wei Jing. It was in tatters and no longer looked like a human being. This was caused by the evil spirit that was pulled out of Wei Jing's body.

The middle-aged man thought about the evil ghost in his body. If he was pulled out, he might not be as good as those corpses. At least they could still see his face, but he might not be so lucky.

"The emperor's treatment is really good, and he can actually keep the whole body." The middle-aged man looked at Wei Jing in surprise, and then smiled bitterly: "I don't know where you people came from. I used to But I have never seen you, not even once. If I had not known that it was impossible, I would have thought that you were not from this world."

"You guys are really scary."

Recalling that young man, when looking at the man named Wei Jing in front of him, the middle-aged man was a little silent. Among the two, which young man was the strongest, he was second, and the other two were second.

Of the four of them, except for the man with what looked like a dry cigarette hanging from his mouth, he couldn't beat any of the others. This was outrageous.

He was able to beat one of the four people, which made the Daqian Emperor feel a little sad.

Since he is a majestic emperor, he can only defeat one, which is somewhat embarrassing.

Seeing Wei Jing walking towards him without saying a word, the middle-aged man's expression gradually became calmer, and all the helplessness and bitter smile before disappeared.

He sat up from the dragon chair and stared at Wei Jing: "I can't give it to you, that fierce ghost. If you make me surrender just because of your words, I will lose face. I will die without mercy." Corpse?"

"It's okay, just come. The next thing I'll say is, if I'm scared because of a dead body, then why am I the Emperor of Daqian?"

The middle-aged man stared at Wei Jing, with a particularly indifferent expression on his face. There was no fear of death in his eyes, as if it was true as he said. If he was afraid of a dead body, then why would he become the emperor?

Wei Jing's eyes turned slightly. He looked at the emperor in surprise, thinking highly of him. It was not unreasonable for this guy to sit in the position of emperor.

Wei Jing did not speak. The glazed emeralds and dragon-shaped pillars in the main hall looked dim in front of the middle-aged man at this moment. When he looked at the middle-aged man, he suddenly thought of Ye Zhen for some reason.

If he were here, this middle-aged man might be hung up and chopped by Ye Zhen because he was standing too high. There is no doubt that Ye Zhen would definitely do this.

"Are you royal? It's a pity that it's of no use." Black mist began to appear behind Wei Jing, and the terrifying coldness covered the entire hall, and the darkness swept towards the middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!