Chapter Twenty Seven
Under the mutual attack of such powerful dragon magic and great prophecy, it would be too much for anyone. Princess Sophia's body suddenly seemed to be lifted up by an unknown force, suspended in the air, with an expression on her face.
How ugly it is, pale, painful, and powerless.
Now it is Chen Yufan and Pope Apollo who is far away in the Holy See. They are fighting with the body of this British princess. In the end, Apollo loses, but Chen Yufan is not much better. A trace of blood slowly shows at the corner of his mouth. This is the first time since his debut.
, the first time he had his hands on it, before, he had never experienced murder, arson, or even trauma.
Princess Sophia's condition was much worse than that of Chen Yufan. She spurted out a mouthful of blood. Her whole body lost its center of gravity and hit the high bed heavily. Fortunately, this bed belonged to the palace.
, extremely soft, and inherited Her Highness the Princess’s body which is not very heavy. When the bed came, everywhere was covered with bright red blood.
When Queen Elizabeth saw this kind of battle, she was extremely frightened, but she still pretended to be calm and said: "Chen, why is this happening?"
At this moment, Chen Yufan's body had also fallen to the ground. His toes landed heavily and were buried deeply in the floor, leaving two deep marks. However, there was a strange smile on his face, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he took a long breath.
He said jokingly: "Your Majesty, if this situation did not happen, would you be sad? Now let me tell you, Her Royal Highness is fine, but she just received such a powerful shock, her body couldn't adapt to it, and she fainted
!It will be fine if you take more care of yourself in the future!”
Elizabeth looked at Chen Yufan in disbelief, as if wondering if there was something wrong with her ears, and asked again; "Chen, what do you mean? Sophia has..."
Chen Yufan then nodded and said: "Yes, Her Royal Highness the Princess is fine! She is just a little weak!"
Chen Yufan's words are not a lie, but if there were no golden needles to condense the breath of life, it is difficult to say whether the princess of the British royal family could survive such a strong impact. However, if the golden needles condense life, that is
Naturally, you have to pay some price for your unnatural approach.
Even if Princess Sophia survives, her lifespan will be shortened by ten years. Condensing the breath of life in just a quarter of an hour is equivalent to overdrawing her ten years of life. This approach is really a bit unnatural. The golden needle condenses the breath of life.
, in fact, there is another name in martial arts, called the disintegration of the demon.
Instantly overdraw countless lifespans, and then suddenly increase the skill more than ten times.
Naturally, Chen Yufan would not talk about these things to the Queen Elizabeth. With his upper body naked, he tried his best to pull his feet out of the floor. Chen Yufan gave a bitter smile and looked at the sky in the distance.
, murmured to himself: "Pope Apollo is indeed powerful!"
As he spoke, his friend coughed twice, and another pool of blood spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
Silently moving his steps out, outside the door, Verdin, a group of doctors, and Prince Bruch were waiting anxiously. Looking at Chen Yufan who looked tired, Prince Bruch immediately rushed up and said nervously: "Chen Yufan
,Are you okay! That, that, that was in the room just now......"
Chen Yufan once again reluctantly raised a bitter smile and said: "Your Highness, you are lucky to have lived up to your destiny!"
Prince Bruch immediately palpitated, then looked at Chen Yufan like a monster, and said: "Chen, you are such a pervert!" As he said that, he lowered his voice and said: "That is a thirteenth-level magic.
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Chapter completed!