Although he and the king have different political views and have always had disputes, they have a clear conscience and all their actions have contributed to the continued prosperity and long-term prosperity of the great Shang Dynasty. With this public spirit, he will naturally move forward without fear, and Emperor Xin also knows that he is loyal and upright. I will not hate him or blame him because of any disputes with him.

However, now he saw that the king was so furious that his eyes were blood red, his mouth was spurting blood, and there were even blood stains on his chest and clothes - he suddenly felt panic, and he felt that he might have done something wrong this time - - He hurriedly knelt down on the ground and walked to Di Xin on his knees to check the injuries of his nephew, who is now the king -

However, Xin was filled with sadness and anger at this moment, and seeing Bigan like this made him even more sad - from now on, in the eyes of the world, he will be charged with disrespecting his elders, being cruel and immoral!

He pushed Bigan away, turned his back to his uncle, and said, "Uncle, please come back.

My uncle has been performing sacrifices in the ancestral temple for a long time and knows little about political affairs, so he may not know the inside story. When he returns home and learns the inside story, he should know that he has a clear conscience for what he did."

Bigan lowered his head and looked at the pools of blood scattered on the floor of the hall, with a horrified look on his face: "Why is there such a serious injury on the king's chest?

We should invite medical officials and loyal people as soon as possible to treat the king's illness, and this matter must not be delayed!"

"Medical officers are useless!

Chastity is useless!"

Di Xin's voice was even lower. He turned his back to Bigan and waved to him repeatedly.

His pupils were constricted, he was sweating like rain, and the severe pain was constantly impacting his mind like a violent wave. But now he had to devote all his energy to talking to Bigan!

He couldn't force himself any longer, he would faint at any time due to such severe pain, and then wake up from the severe pain, and it would start over and over again!

But such a miserable appearance is not the state that a king should present to Ah Heng!

Bigan looked at the king's shoulders that were shaking slightly due to the severe pain, and then turned his eyes to the wine prince who fell on the ground and the copper scorpion that smelled of wine. He sighed and suddenly understood something in his heart - it was rumored that Emperor Xin was indulgent. His appearance, his indulgence in drinking and having fun, may be completely false.

The king is addicted to alcohol, which should be his reason.

The grand master bowed down to Xin and saluted, then stood up and left the palace worriedly. He had indeed neglected to understand the political principles of the country because he had been in charge of the ancestral temple for a long time. What is Shang’s situation now?

Until there was no sound of anyone's footsteps behind him, Di Xin finally couldn't maintain his posture and collapsed on the ground.

Blood has stained the hem of his robe red.

He slumped in a pool of blood, covering his chest with his hands, and there was a dense, crisp sound in his ears, similar to the collision of rings.

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell——

A series of terrifying and gloomy figures turned into cotton clouds in the jade. They were covered with scales, crowded in the hall, and coiled into snake shapes with similar heads and tails - these gloomy snake shapes suddenly transformed into One after another, countless Heavenly Emperor Jues interlocked with each other, and finally crowded around Di Xin, tearing the cracks on his chest and abdomen even wider, so that his internal organs were squeezed out from between his chest and abdomen!

Those terrifying and gloomy figures were connected from head to tail, and from tail to head, and the five ancestor heads at the front were competing to gnaw at Di Xin's internal organs that were crowded with cracks in his chest and abdomen!

"hiss--"

Di Xin's eyes were blood red, and he took out two sharp black stones that faintly exuded fire energy from his pocket.

He was sweating like rain, and his hands kept clashing and rubbing the two flints.

The two pieces of pitch black flint gradually split into 'herringbone' shaped cracks as they continued to rub and collide.

In the cracks, Mars jumps.

In Mars, there was a small temple made of mud and gurgling blood flowed out - Di Xin dipped his hand into the blood flowing from the fire and kept smearing it on his chest.

Those strange and ancient bloodstains covered his chest, and the 'Tiandi Jue' who surrounded him moved away from him inch by inch.
Chapter completed!