Chapter 390: Old child

"Good boy, come closer."
The child on the Jade Throne beckoned to the middle-aged man, and the old voice came from his mouth again, and the middle-aged man who listened was shivering again.
The body instinct shrank back, and the middle-aged man climbed a little closer to the throne.
There was a satisfied smile on the child's face, and he reached into the middle-aged man's forehead.
A force of suction came from the palm of the child, the middle-aged man's body immediately twitched, and his expression was even more painful, but he didn't make a sound because he couldn't make it.
A layer of invisible air flow was drawn from the middle-aged man, and then gathered towards the palm of the child, and as the invisible air flow was drawn away, the skin of the middle-aged man gradually dwindled and soon became a Mummy!
And if Ye Xuanchen is here, he will surely recognize what the airflow was.
"Fine" "Qi" "God"
Three things essential for everyone.
"Fine" is the essence of the body.
"Qi" is the foundation of survival and can communicate with the world.
"God" is consciousness, master thinking.
Once these three things are lost, it is no different from a corpse.
"Boom!"
The shriveled body of the middle-aged man fell to the ground and made a loud noise.
Looking at the shrivelled body that fell to the ground, Fu Siyu clenched his fists, but he quickly loosened him again.
"It's time to change the body again, this body can't bear my soul anymore."
The old sigh came from the child's mouth.
The blond young man immediately stepped forward and said, "I have prepared your new body two days ago!"
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The child on the Jade Throne glanced at him with satisfaction, before looking at Fu Siyu who hadn't said a word since he came in.
Fu Siyu's body shook and then stood out from the side and walked directly under the throne.
"father!"
Fu Siyu screamed blankly.
"Uh" for a long moment.
The child leaned on the armrest of the jade throne, his eyes fell on Fu Siyu, and he looked at him from top to bottom.
Fu Siyu instantly felt like he was on his back. He instantly felt as if he had been stripped of his clothes and soaked in the gloomy water. Fear and trembling unrestrainedly emerged from the depths of the soul.
But he was not as trembling as his middle-aged man, his seventh brother, and he seemed calm.
"Nineteen, I heard that your mission seems to have failed this time!" The old voice was careless.
For this title, Fu Siyu seems to be accustomed to it, he took a deep breath before saying: "Yes."
There was a sudden silence in the hall, and the atmosphere gradually became very depressed, especially Fu Siyu. At this moment, his body seemed to be crushed by a mountain, and he was almost breathless.
"boom!"
Finally, Fu Siyu didn't resist the pressure, bent his knees and knelt directly on the ground.
In addition to the sound of the knee touching the ground, and the sound of the bones dislocation, Fu Siyu's face was instantly white, but he didn't make a bit of painful sound, even his appearance did not change.
"Don't beg for yourself?"
The old voice sounded from the throne again with some playfulness.
Fu Siyu expressionless: "Father, you have your own choice."
"Hehehe"
There was an inexplicable laugh on the Jade Throne, and the people who heard it were standing upright.