Fantasy: I Did Not Raise The Divine Beasts

Chapter 177: As expected of the Human Emperor, we can’t beat him!_i

Translator: 549690339

The Barefoot Emperor was completely petrified.

Futian was the Renhuang, so that senior…

It was the supreme of Renhuang!

The Human Emperor was the emperor of the human race. Who could be the master of the Human Emperor?

What kind of expert was that?

The Barefoot Emperor slapped his own face twice, snapping him out of his shock.

“No, I’ll let Yin Jiufeng analyze it after he recovers. My brain is not working well, so I must be wrong.”

“Perhaps Futian was only contaminated by Senior’s aura?”

The Barefoot Emperor thought as he hurried back.

At this moment, Xiao Changtian was already operating on Yin Jiufeng.

Xiao Changtian was holding a pair of big scissors with a determined look on his face as he cut Yin Jiufeng’s tendons.

“Hiss ~!”

The Barefoot Emperor was scared silly.

How was this a rescue?

He was clearly harming people!

The Barefoot Emperor was terrified.

“I knew it. Why would Senior forget about the past and treat Yin Jiufeng? It turns out that you want to torture the two of us!”

“He wants Yin Jiufeng to die a tragic death, a tragic death in great pain.”

“As for me, he wants me to collapse in fear and become a lunatic!”

The Barefoot Emperor held his head, not daring to look. His entire body trembled.

He could even hear Yin Jiufeng’s screams from time to time.

Xiao Changtian was speechless. He was also on the verge of collapse.

They had come in a hurry, but they had forgotten to bring the anesthetic. Now that Yin Jiufeng was screaming, there was nothing they could do.

However, when the screams entered his mind, he became even more frightened and curled up into a ball.

“Don’t kill me!”

“All! Don’t kill me!”

The Barefoot Emperor held his head and leaned against the tree as he muttered.

Until Mu Jiuhuang walked over and looked at him in confusion.””Your companion has already woken up. What are you doing here?”

Mu Jiuhuang stared at the Barefoot Emperor.

She could feel that the strength of these two people was not simple.

In fact, he was far above her.

“All?”

The Barefoot Emperor opened his eyes and saw that Yin Jiufeng had been resurrected. His face was pale.

“What is it? Yin Jiufeng is not dead yet.”

The Barefooted Emperor was stunned. Even the blood vessels of the Yin Jiufeng had been cut off, yet he was resurrected?

He had vaguely seen the senior sewing Yin Jiufeng up with a needle and thread, as if he was going to be a puppet.

“I didn’t die.” Yin Jiufeng walked over and said weakly.

“You really didn’t die?” The Barefoot Emperor was confused. Could this Yin Jiufeng be a puppet?

It was very possible!

He decided to test it.

A Great Emperor he once knew told him that the puppets he refined would not feel pain.

“Take your companion to clean up. Remember not to touch the wound.”Xiao Changtian walked over with the surgical tools and said lightly.

“Alright.”

The Barefoot Emperor nodded and immediately supported Yin Jiufeng to the edge of the lake.

A plan had already formed in his mind.

He wanted to test Yin Jiufeng when he wasn’t paying attention.

If Yin Jiufeng was attacked by him and cried out in pain and became angry, it would prove that he was not a puppet but had really been revived.

If Yin Jiufeng didn’t feel any pain, then he should run away quickly!

“Alright, squat down. I’ll help you wash up.”

When they arrived at the lake, the Barefoot Emperor asked Yin Jiufeng to sit down on the green stone slab beside them.

“Yes.” Yin Jiufeng nodded and sat down.

However, just as he sat down, a large foot came straight at his back.

“Bang!”

Yin Jiufeng flew out like a cannonball and crashed into a big tree in front of him, breaking the whole tree.

“All, barefoot, what are you doing? Do you want to die?” Yin Jiufeng stared coldly at the Barefoot Emperor.

He was still in a severely injured state. His head was on the ground, his hands were behind his back, and his buttocks were facing the sky!

The posture was extremely beautiful!

“This, can you call it pain?”

The Barefoot Emperor was stunned. If he could feel the pain, it meant that Yin Jiufeng was still alive and had not been sutured into a zombie?

That was great!

Yin Jiufeng was still alive.

“Could it be that Senior is really saving people? Instead of killing people?”

“Oh my god, what kind of terrifying medical skills is this?”

The barefooted emperor’s face was once again filled with shock.

His face was filled with disbelief.

“Resurrection? Could this be the Art of Revival?”The Barefoot Emperor was confused.

“You bastard, quickly help me up. My true essence is still sealed.”Yin Jiufeng cursed.

“Oh, oh, oh!”

The Barefoot Emperor nodded and walked over. He wrapped his arms around Yin Jiufeng’s waist and prepared to help him up.

Xiao Changtian happened to pass by.

He saw the Barefoot Emperor hugging Yin Jiufeng’s waist, while Yin Jiufeng was kneeling on the ground with his butt sticking out…

“Hiss ~!”

Xiao Changtian was stunned.

“Cough cough, his injuries are still serious now. This kind of exercise can wait for the future…” Xiao Changtian coughed twice and left in a hurry.

Awkward!

It was too awkward!

He did not expect that these two people were actually…

“Forget it, it’s not a big deal.”Xiao Changtian shook his head and threw it to the back of his mind!

“What is Senior talking about?” The Barefoot Emperor was stunned.

As for Yin Jiufeng, he was completely enraged. He swore that after he recovered from his injuries, he would let Barefoot know why the flowers were so red!

Yin Jiufeng sat down again under the support of the barefooted Emperor.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Did I do something wrong?” The Barefoot Emperor looked at Yin Jiufeng in confusion. He scratched his feet in confusion and his face revealed a puzzled expression.

Yin Nine Wind: -|!

“Right, I suspect that our previous guess was wrong. That senior is not the Human Emperor.”The Barefoot Emperor spoke again.

“Not Human Emperor?”

Yin Jiufeng was shocked. Xiao Changtian was not a Renhuang, so how could he kill the clone of the demon god?

“Senior’s disciple, Futian, might be the true Renhuang. Previously, I went to work with him alone…”

The barefoot emperor recounted his guesses in detail.

“Impossible! Since Futian was a Renhuang, he must be the strongest of the Human Race. How could there be anyone who could become his master?”

“Even if the Renhuang reincarnates, he still carries boundless fate! It was absolutely impossible for a human to suppress him!”

Yin Jiufeng shook his head.

“However, the aura on Futian’s body is definitely not fake.’The Barefoot Emperor was puzzled.

As a Great Emperor, it was naturally impossible for him to be mistaken about the aura of a Renhuang!

“How about this? I’ll think of a way to test it again. I know that when the reincarnation of the Human Ruler encounters danger, he will be blessed by boundless providence. Then we’ll….”