A doctor has the heart of a parent. At this moment, Chen Ping could not help but feel a sense of compassion in his heart.

"Maybe this is fate. God destined me to rescue you."

Chen Ping sighed: "In that case, let me try to see if I can save you?"

He placed one hand gently against the big man's heart and slowly sent a stream of true energy, hoping to activate the life breath in the big man's body.

At the same time, Chen Ping took out the life and death jade and poured the mysterious energy into the big man's body.

A layer of golden light slowly lingered around the big man's body, as if he was absorbing the liquid of life.

Time passed slowly, and finally, the big man's heartbeat gradually accelerated, becoming more and more powerful, stable and normal.

This made Chen Ping feel ecstatic, and with a move in his heart, he once again increased the amount of true energy and frantically pumped it into the big man's body.

The big man's rigid face gradually gained a trace of color.

At a certain moment, the big man made a sound, and his whole body sat up from the coffin, as if he was a corpse.

Even though Chen Ping was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be startled at this moment.

"Boom!"

The big man suddenly jumped up from the coffin, his eyes shot out with blazing golden light, and he stared at Chen Ping dangerously.

"Who dares to plot against this general?"

The big man shouted sharply and suddenly slapped Chen Ping with his palm.

The wind roared in the palm, and an astonishing energy storm rolled up in an instant.

This big man is obviously a master. He is the most powerful person Chen Ping has encountered so far.

"I'm going, right?"

Chen Ping gave a wry smile, wondering if he had saved the wrong person?

But he was not afraid at all. Although the big man was powerful, Chen Ping was confident that he could defeat him.

"My king? You are my king?"

Suddenly, the big man's hand stopped in the air, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chen Ping in awe.

"Li Xuanhe, the last general, comes to see my king!"

The big man turned over and knelt before Chen Ping without hesitation, kowtowing non-stop, showing great respect.

"Stop it! Stop it! I'm not a king, I'm just an ordinary person."

Chen Ping had already imagined every possibility beforehand, but he never expected that such a ridiculous scene would occur.

"No, you are my king!"

The big man said firmly, no matter how Chen Ping explained, he still didn't believe it.

"Why……"

Chen Ping sighed: "You should get up first and then talk."

"Yes, I will obey my king's decree!"

The big man stood up obediently and finally stopped kowtowing.

But he was extremely respectful and stood quietly beside Chen Ping, not daring to stand side by side with Chen Ping.

At the same time, his eyes flickered, he raised his momentum, and paid close attention to the movements around him, obviously protecting Chen Ping's safety at all times.

"May I have your name?"

Chen Ping asked helplessly.

"I report to my king that the last general's name is Li Xuanhe. Don't you remember me?"

The big man replied with great respect.

"Li Xuanhe..."

Chen Ping read the name thoughtfully.

"Yes, the general is here!"

Li Xuanhe made a plop and knelt down again.

"Get up, get up."

Chen Ping waved his hand dumbfounded, and then asked: "Why do you think I am your... king?"

"My king, you have the holy jade in your hand, who else could you be if you weren't my king?"

Li Xuanhe stared at the jade of life and death in Chen Ping's hand seriously and said impassionedly.

"Seeing the holy jade is like seeing my king. In the whole world, only my king is qualified to possess the holy jade. This is also my king's unique identity."

"Although my king has thousands of incarnations and countless identities, the Holy Jade cannot be fake!"

Li Xuanhe added.

Chen Ping suddenly realized that possessing the Jade of Life and Death seemed to be the symbol of the mysterious king!

There is God's will in the dark, and it seems that everything is an arrangement of fate!

"My king, why...why is your hair..."

Li Xuanhe looked at Chen Ping with great respect, suddenly changed his color, and shouted in disbelief.

"Your body, hair, and skin are the same as those of your parents! My king, if you cut your long hair short, has the situation become so bad that you have to make such a sacrifice?"

Li Xuanhe said sadly, with a line of crystal tears flowing from his eyes.

With a bang, he knelt down in front of Chen Ping again: "My king, who forced you? I will go to him now and fight to the death. I will fight to the death to seek justice for my king!"

"This...how should I explain this to you?"

Chen Ping was speechless and almost laughed out loud on the spot.

"General Li, you should get up first and then talk."

Chen Ping ordered: "Anyway, things are very complicated now. I will explain it to you slowly when I have time."

"Yes, my king!"

Li Xuanhe obeyed orders honestly.

"Where are the other seven holy guards? Be brave! My king is here, why don't you come out to pay your respects?"

Li Xuanhe looked around Chen Ping and found that he was alone. He couldn't help but became furious and shouted: "Protecting the safety of my king is your most important duty. How dare you fear death and hide in darkness? What crime should you deserve?"

Protecting Chen Ping is his first duty, even more important than his own life.

Therefore, Li Xuanhe reacted immediately, only to find that the other seven holy guards were missing.

Chen Ping frowned and fell into thought.

From what Li Xuanhe said just now, Chen Ping keenly inferred a fact: among the eight coffins in this tomb, there should be the corpses of the eight holy guards.

Their duty seems to be to protect the safety of the Holy King.

Due to a strange combination of circumstances, Chen Ping has now become the mysterious Holy King.

However, for some unknown reason, only Li Xuanhe came back to life. The other seven people must have turned into a pile of bones by now.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh a little.

"General Li, the other seven holy guards you just mentioned should be dead now and can never be resurrected..."

Chen Ping sighed heavily and looked at Li Xuanhe with compassion.

"What?"

Li Xuanhe was shocked and looked at Chen Ping in disbelief.

"General Li, what are these?"

Chen Ping pointed to the coffins around him: "This is in a tomb. Your seven companions are now in seven other coffins, but they will never be able to wake up."

"Grave, coffin, death..."

Li Xuanhe's eyes were dull, and he roared like crazy.

Finally, the memories of his life came to his mind, reminding him clearly of the moment before his death.

At that time, the eight holy guards stood firmly together, vowing to defend the safety of the Holy King to the death, and were determined never to retreat.

But at the last moment, a mysterious and powerful enemy attacked, and the next moment, Li Xuanhe lost consciousness.

"General Li, which dynasty general are you from? Whose subordinate are you?"
Chapter completed!