Chapter 776 Dancing on the Grave

Snapped!

Wei Ming slapped him again.

Liu Yu fainted instantly.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a military camp and lying in an open space.

There were thugs all around him, some of whom spat on him and some threw stones at him.

"The king will be here soon, don't kill him!" Wei Ming's voice sounded.

Liu Yu was in pain all over his body. He had no idea how many beatings he received during the time he was unconscious.

"Stop playing!" At this time, a sharp voice sounded.

You call this playing? Liu Yu wanted to curse, but found his mouth full of blood clots.

"Come on, come on, let me come!"

A sound of footsteps was heard, and it was still the owner of that sharp voice, who came to Liu Yu's head.

Liu Yucai could see clearly that it was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small nose and small eyes.

The boy laughed and unbuttoned his pants, aiming at Liu Yu, and hissed...

The warm liquid poured all over Liu Yu's head and face.

Liu Yu cried, with big tears falling down his face.

at last……

"Meet the Book King!"

Liu Yu raised his head with difficulty and saw an old man walking towards him from a distance, surrounded by many officers and generals.

The young man quickly pulled up his trousers and, together with all the soldiers, lined up and kowtowed in unison.

The old man was tall and strong, his face looked pale from illness.

The eyes of the Book King were spewing with anger. When he learned that Liu Yu had been captured, he immediately rushed over despite his injured body.

"Did they fight?" asked the Book King.

"I have!" Wei Ming answered respectfully.

"Did he call me grandpa?" asked the Book King again.

After returning to the Black Armor Fortress, the Book King swore that he would make Liu Yu kneel down and call him grandpa!

"Not yet!" Wei Ming said.

"Then let him shout!"

From beginning to end, the king did not even look at Liu Yu.

The young soldier immediately got up, grabbed Liu Yu and beat him up again.

Just as Liu Yu was about to faint again, the blood clot in his mouth was finally spat out.

"Grandpa! Your Majesty, please spare my life!" Liu Yu shouted loudly.

The Book King suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the voice.

He then turned around and was slightly startled. He raised his hand slightly, and Wei Ming immediately stopped the young soldier.

"Grandpa! Grandpa the King!"

Liu Yu knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed heavily: "Grandpa, how did I offend you? Please tell me clearly, I apologize to you and I will change!"

As the king of books, he naturally did not want to talk about the embarrassing incident of being threatened.

"Are you Liu Yu?"

"I...I am!"

"How many Liu Yus are there in Ye Shang?"

"As far as I know, I'm the only one."

At this moment, how could the king who reads the book, with his wisdom of living for ten thousand years, not understand?

That guy is lying to him!

Faintly, the Book King remembered that when he had exhausted all his energy and fainted, the boy had said another name.

He said that he, Zhao Yin, respected the heroes of the human race the most...

Although the king who wrote the book was unconscious at the time, his powerful spirit could still vaguely hear it.

But later he said his name was Liu Yu, and the king ignored this fact!

"Do you know a little bastard named Zhao Yin?" the Book King asked with gritted teeth.

"Zhao Yin?"

What did Liu Yu finally understand?

It turns out that all this was brought to him by Zhao Yin!

"I know him. Even if he turns into ashes, I would still recognize him!" Liu Yu nodded.

"Tell me how you met him and where is he now?" The Book King ordered, suppressing his anger.

Liu Yu immediately told him everything about Zhao Yin.

But he only knew that Zhao Yin came from a low-level supernatural civilization, and his purpose of sneaking into the ninth battlefield was to find the remaining soul of the strongest Emma.

How could he know Zhao Yin's whereabouts?

This information is originally known to the King, the author of the book, so it is useless to ask.

The writer king had a gloomy face and said something after a while.

"You found the wrong person, send him back!"

After saying this, Lao Deng floated away.

On the way back, the Book King frowned and said to himself, "Could it be that the boy hasn't returned from the dreamland yet?"

He couldn't help but show a hint of worry in his eyes again.

No matter how much they grudged each other, it was Zhao Yin who saved his life.

The Book King came to the depths of the military camp, and the generals surrounding him dispersed one after another.

He walked into a small courtyard, which was not much better than a slum and had only three wooden houses.

There was only one old servant who was responsible for the king's food and daily life.

"Your Majesty, that girl just left!" said the old servant.

……

Liu Yu was thrown out of the barracks and only received a piece of sandwich as compensation.

After he finished eating with tears in his eyes, his injuries finally recovered a little.

Looking back at the military camp, Liu Yu was filled with anger.

"I got beaten up, and you just said you found the wrong guy, and everything is over? Is this the majesty of a king?"

"Zhao Yin, what the hell did you do to implicate me?"

"Who did I offend?"

"Lao Deng, Zhao Yin, you all just wait for me. There will come a day in the future when I will... I admit that I cannot defeat you. I curse you in my heart every day!"

Liu Yu returned to the garbage dump feeling frustrated.

A piece of sandwich was not enough to heal the wound on his face.

This was considered a work-related injury, and Liu Yu planned to go back to Ye Shang to ask for reimbursement, so he endured the pain and did not spend money to buy a few more sandwiches.

After pushing open the door, Xiao Wei was gone. Coincidentally, a wave came from the direction of the teleportation array.

Liu Yu widened his eyes and saw Zhao Yin's figure walking out of the portal, followed by an old lady in cheongsam.

"Zhao Yin!" Liu Yu's eyes suddenly turned red.

He rushed forward like a madman and was about to punch when suddenly a purple light illuminated his eyes.

It was a purple crystal coin.

Zhao Yin held it in his palm and handed it to Liu Yu: "Manager Liu, I want to buy another piece of information from you."

Liu Yu's movements were forced to pause, and he stared at the amethyst coin.

His anger immediately subsided by half.

According to the rules of wild merchants, we should always greet God with a smile.

Liu Yu forced a smile on his pig-like face.

"Brother, you're back?"

"Manager Liu, what about the wound on your face?" Zhao Yin then discovered something.

"It's a small matter. I just took the blame for you and was beaten up by the Book King. I have to thank you, brother. Otherwise, with my status, how could it be so easy to meet a king?"

Liu Yu could not hide his resentment towards Zhao Yin even though he was self-deprecating.

When Zhao Yin heard this, he immediately understood what was going on.

At that time, he just called out Liu Yu's name casually, but he didn't expect that Lao Deng would take it seriously.

Of course, Zhao Yin would never admit this.

"Old Deng is too petty. I, Zhao Yin, have offended him. Although Brother Liu and I have a close relationship, why would he come to you, Brother Liu?"

Zhao Yin was filled with indignation: "Lao Deng, you are unreasonable!"

This remark immediately resonated with Liu Yu: "This is too unreasonable! Is the king so great?"

"Isn't the king so great?" Zhao Yin also said.

Liu Yu straightened his chest and said, "I heard that the storyteller Lao Deng sacrificed his life when he was young, but now his life span is coming to an end!"

"I can't beat him, but I can't outlive him. When he dies, I'm going to stand on his grave and dance!"