Ji Wenyuan closed his eyes.

After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, opened his eyes, and recited an obscure word in his mouth.

A large amount of purple air escaped from the bell and flew out.

Ji Wenyuan stared at the direction where the purple qi flew away in a daze and said, "Your Great Zhou royal family's purple microstar is bright and the dragon energy is strong. Even if these dragon energy are no longer bound, they will still return to their original position."

Until no purple air flew out from the bell, Zhao Shu retrieved the copper bell and said, "What can I do to destroy this copper bell?"

Ji Wenyuan withdrew his gaze and said lightly: "Without the dragon energy, this is just an ordinary copper bell. Just find a craftsman and throw it into the furnace."

Zhao Shu put away the copper bell and prepared to deal with it after going back.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I have done what you ask, you can let me go now."

Zhao Shu swung his sword and cut off the rope.

Ji Wenyuan rubbed his arms and looked much calmer. He sighed: "I have lost so much thought, but in the end I failed."

He shrugged: "Forget it, I will definitely find another way. As long as King Qin, you can help me save Zhuangzhuang, I still admire you."

"How do you give you blood?"

"Of course you and I will go back to the tribe."

"impossible."

"What?" Ji Wenyuan was about to explode again, "You promised me just now, are you going to regret it?"

Zhao Shu raised his hand: "Calm down. Ji Wenyuan, you should know my identity. Although I am the King of Qin, I cannot make the decision by myself and leave Kyoto at will."

Ji Wenyuan couldn't help but frown.

The Qin King had too great military achievements and his prestige was too high in the army.

The Great Zhou court could not allow him to always hold military power. As a military general, he would be a death sentence for returning to Beijing or leaving Beijing without an imperial edict.

Ji Wenyuan said: "I don't care about your court affairs. I only know that you promised to help me save Zhuangzhuang. If you help me, I swear to upset your Great Zhou!"

Zhao Shu said: "You kidnapped the crown prince of the Great Zhou, and thought the Great Zhou would let the Jiuli tribe go easily?"

Ji Wenyuan looked gloomy: "King Qin, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is that you can take my blood away."

"This is a thousand miles away...what if it's useless to take it back?"

"I believe that since you have the ability to revive Zhuang Yunshu, you must have a way to save this little blood." Zhao Shu said calmly, "If you don't agree, I can't do anything about it. After all, I just promised to give you blood, and did not agree to go back with you."

"You're ruthless."

Ji Wenyuan looked at him hatefully for a while, then reached out, "Give me the bronze bell!"

Zhao Shu glanced at him but didn't move.

Ji Wenyuan was a little impatient: "Come on it, do you want me to use my hands to take your blood home? Don't worry, gathering dragon energy is not that simple. This failure will be at least ten years, and I will never do it again!"

Zhao Shu then gave him the bronze bell.

Ji Wenyuan caught the bell, read another thing he couldn't understand to the bell, and then gave it to Zhao Shu, saying, "Fill this bell with your blood."

The bell is as big as an adult man's fist, it doesn't look big, but it's a bit deep.

Zhao Shu glanced at him, then raised his knife and cut a piece on his wrist.

The blood immediately poured out and flowed into the copper bell.

Zhao Shu's expression was as usual, but the copper bell seemed to be bottomless and was never full.
Chapter completed!