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Chapter 810 Familiar breath

Neat clothes, meticulously cared for hair...

When the Duke appeared in the living room again, although his nose and face were swollen, and although he had to walk on a crutch to avoid falling, he never saw any embarrassment from his body. All he had was the aristocratic temperament that emanated from his bones.

I have to say that Xia Yunjie still appreciates this aristocratic temperament that comes from his bones. This is not a temperament that any rich or person with status can possess. It requires a long period of precipitation.

However, when the old duke walked up to Xia Yunjie, the flattering and pleasing smile that involuntarily showed on his face made Xia Yunjie's beautiful impression of the nobles disappear.

In the face of death and in the face of the survival of the family, even the nobleman, even the nobleman, still inevitably reveals his humble side.

Xia Yunjie waved his hand and sent everyone away, leaving only Old Brad behind.

"Thank you to see it for me." Xia Yunjie said to Old Brad.

Brad bowed tremblingly and reached out to Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie reached out and grabbed his wrist, and a trace of witch power quietly penetrated into his body along his bloodline.

As the inheritor of the bloodline of the ancient Witch King, Xia Yunjie is unparalleled in his physical attainments.

As soon as the wizard power penetrated Brad's body, Xia Yunjie had to sigh that this guy's body was really very strong. If it were at its heyday, his body might be as strong as that of the early Jindan monk in the cultivation world. Of course, if it were really hard to do magic, Brad, who was purely comparable to the physical and strength of the early Jindan monk, was definitely not an opponent of the early Jindan monk. However, in the era of the decline of Taoism and the backward weapons before the First World War, with Brad's strength at the heyday, it was indeed enough to promote the British world to dominate the world behind the scenes.

Of course, Brad's body is now destroyed by some kind of force and is no longer as powerful as before.

"Huh" As the witch power penetrated, Xia Yunjie suddenly felt a familiar and domineering hot breath. It was this hot breath that destroyed Brad's originally cold body.

"You have been to Ajiya in Africa. Did your injury fall in Ajiya?" Xia Yunjie said with a hint of surprise and curiosity.

Two years ago, when attending the Xuanmen Conference in Chuncheng, Xia Yunjie met the current land king of Ajiya. At that time, he suffered from fire poison, which was the fire poison that was raging on Brad. However, the fire poison on King Baru was very weak at that time. Xia Yunjie removed it casually and did not take it seriously afterwards. But now seeing a strong man like Brad, Xia Yunjie began to realize that the Holy Fire Dragon offended by King Baru back then should not be underestimated.

When Brad saw Xia Yunjie telling what happened two hundred years ago, he suddenly jumped up like a cat being stepped on his tail, looking at Xia Yunjie in extreme shock and said, "How did you know?"

"I have met the same person who was infected with this fire poison before, but I just gave it to the fire poison at that time but didn't take it seriously. I didn't expect that with your Duke's strength, I also fell into the Tao. It seems that the Holy Fire Dragon is still capable." Xia Yunjie replied.

Brad suddenly stared at his eyes, and looking at Xia Yunjie was like looking at a monster. This fire poison had tortured him for nearly two hundred years. He tortured a blood clan duke who had once looked down on the world into a weak old man. He thought that even a strong man like Xia Yunjie might not be able to help him get rid of the fire poison. Unexpectedly, he actually said that he could get rid of it casually, and said he didn't care at all. What's even more exaggerated is that he actually said that the terrifying Holy Fire Dragon was just some ability. You must know that he was in his heyday and brought a group of the most powerful people in the family, including three of whom were marquis cultivation, but as a result, except for him who survived, the rest of the people were all burned to ashes by the Holy Fire Dragon. It was also after that battle that Stua's family declined, and now the only tribe with the highest cultivation level in the family was the Count realm.

After being shocked, the flattering and pleasing expression on Brad's face became even stronger, which made Xia Yunjie feel disgusted when he looked at it. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was actually a noble among the British nobles, a duke who had lived for hundreds of years.

"Put your disgusting face. I can help you solve your fire poison and help you restore your original strength, but you almost took Feng Guoming and his child's life. Can you tell me the reason for me to help you? You won't naively think that a beat can get your life, your strength, and the continuation of your family, right?" Xia Yunjie asked, pulling back Brad's hand with his kickback.

Brad indeed put away his flattering expression when he heard this. He didn't say anything for a long time. He had an excited gaze flashed in his eyes, and then a contradictory gaze that was difficult to make a choice.

The excitement was naturally that the fire poison that had tortured him for nearly two hundred years was about to leave him, and his strength could still be restored to his original strength. In the past, even if he found a Chinese like Feng Guoming who inherited some powerful bloodline in ancient times, he was not sure, but now he saw the young man in front of him.

The contradiction is that as the young man in front of him said, what reason does he have to help him?

How could Brad not know that there is no free lunch in this world? What's more, he almost killed Feng Guoming and his children before, but now he wants him to save his life and help him restore his strength. If it were him, if it weren't for great benefits, he would never have been so stupid.

Benefits? What benefits can he give to the person in front of him?

Money, status, or woman? Brad's mind was spinning rapidly, but he was denied by himself.

He could even own these things, and even led the British Empire to occupy a quarter of the world's land. How could this young man, who was stronger than him, be rare?

The more he thought about it, the paler his face became. He found that he could not seem to give the young man in front of him a satisfactory answer.

"Puzzle" Brad suddenly knelt on one knee and said, "Life for one life, I, Brad, swear in the name of my ancestors of the blood clan. If you can save my life and restore my strength, I will become your loyal servant and follow in your footsteps forever."

"Although I don't take your strength seriously, your strength is a terrifying existence for the world and requires the constraints of this oath. Since you have made your choice, I will accept your oath for the time being. After Feng Guoming's child becomes a strong man and has the ability to control the Stua family, I will consider giving you freedom depending on the situation." Xia Yunjie saw that Brad was indeed a human spirit, so he was too lazy to go around with him. He nodded, and with his fingers hooked, and suddenly a little blood floated out of Brad's original wound and floated in the air.

"You swear," Xia Yunjie said seriously.

Brad looked at the drop of blood floating in front of him and swore a solemnly.

When Brad swore, he felt a trace of subtle thing being pulled out from the depths of his soul and entering the drop of blood in the air.

The blood radiated a strange light in the air, forming an ancient and strange rune. After Brad made his oath, the rune was divided into two, half of which penetrated Brad's eyebrows, and half was taken into the palm of Xia Yunjie and disappeared.

"This is a blood oath. Even if you have any strange intentions thousands of miles away, I can still detect it and instantly make your soul scatter." Xia Yunjie said lightly.

"Great Master, servant understand." Brad replied on one knee, but a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Xia Yunjie's unpredictable abilities are far beyond his imagination.

Xia Yunjie didn't slight Brad's inner fear and waved his hand and said, "Get up, you don't have to salute like this in front of outsiders in the future. Just be sure of it. As for my, my full name is Xia Yunjie, you can call me Mr. Xia."

"Yes" Brad stood up as he spoke.

"Now I will remove the fire poison for you first and repair your body. You sit cross-legged in front of me." Xia Yunjie said.

Although Brad felt a little sad about becoming Xia Yunjie's servant, when he heard about removing fire poison and repairing his body, the sadness in his heart was immediately replaced by excitement, and he hurriedly sat cross-legged in front of Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie pressed his hand on the Baihui point on Brad's head, and the surging witch power poured down from the Baihui point.

When the fire poison coiled around Brad's heart felt the thrilling witch power, it immediately restrained the violence of the fire poison, and was so gentle that the witch power could collect it all.

In a blink of an eye, the fire poison coiled around Brad's heart was collected and obtained. However, the witch power was not retracted, but started from the heart, spreading out like the tangled blood vessels, extending to every corner of Brad's body.

About an hour, the witch power repaired Brad's crippled body, and took the opportunity to temper and hammer it. When Xia Yunjie took his hand back, he felt that Brad, who was full of strength, couldn't help but let out a long roar. A pair of huge purple wings with several silver lights shining through his back and showed them under the light.

"Silver, Silver Light" Looking at the silver light in the purple wings, Brad was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

The strength of the blood clan is divided according to the titles of the nobles, including barons, viscounts, earls, and marquis. Starting from the duke, this is the boundary where the blood clan truly enters the ranks of strong men and has a lifespan of at least six hundred years. Starting from the duke, it is divided into first-class dukes, second-class dukes, and the princes behind it are the same.
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