"Now you can say it!"

"Developing this clone of yours is against the sky, so even if you have ninth-order spiritual power, it is much more difficult than ordinary people to go further to a higher place, and you can't even move forward. It also has a fatal flaw, you can't use it to cultivate the immortal body, it has a normal lifespan, but it also has an advantage, that is, it can maintain its face until old age and death......" Emperor Fuyi said eloquently.

Mo Cao's face changed slightly, he began to listen to Emperor Fuyi's analysis of his hidden illness and didn't analyze it to the point, and he didn't believe him, but listening to his next few words, he felt a little worried in his heart-

In addition to being a heavenly eunuch, this body actually has such a big defect?! Long Fanke never said that!

Is this true, or is the emperor talking nonsense to fool him?

"What else?" Mo Cao asked again.

Emperor Fuyi replied nonchalantly: "And?" And then you need to feel your pulse. ”

Mo Cao was stunned for a few seconds and smiled: "What the hell do you want to mess with?" ”

Emperor Fuyi glanced at him sideways: "What the hell are you afraid of me doing now?" Are you so afraid of me? ”

Mo Cao sneered: "The deity will not be afraid of you, okay, the deity will let you try the pulse." ”

He also secretly laughed at himself for being suspicious, the emperor's clothes were now tied up like zongzi, and the spiritual power on his body was almost eliminated by the soul elimination lock. Even if he wants to make trouble, he has no heart.

So, he handed his wrist to the emperor's hand.

Emperor Fuyi's fingers could still move in a small area, so he took a pulse for him.

The room was extremely hot, and the emperor was sweating a lot, but his fingers were cold, like popsicles, when he touched his veins, Mo Cao was excited, and thought he was making trouble, and was about to dodge, but found that the other party was really calling for his own pulse, so he held back again.

The other hand quietly pinched a trick, and as long as there was any movement in the emperor's clothes, he would immediately stun the other party!

But Emperor Fuyi just called his pulse, and after a while, he removed his hand and looked at Mo Cao and chuckled: "You hidden disease...... It seems to be artificial. ”

Mo Cao: "......"

Emperor Fuyi's words seemed to hit him hard in the heart, and he took a light breath: "What do you say?" ”

Emperor Fuyi didn't say anything, closed his eyes, and gave an eviction order: "This seat is tired, tired." You can leave. ”

This appetite hangs!

Mo Cao didn't bother and stared at him for a moment: "Do you know what the hidden disease of the deity is?!" ”

"I'm so hungry! So thirsty! Emperor Fuyi sighed lightly.

Mo Cao: "......"

After a while, a waiter finally brought a pear sugar lotus seed porridge to clear the heat and quench hunger and thirst.

Mo Cao didn't want to feed him, and the emperor was very hairy and didn't let the waiter feed him, so Mo Cao simply unlocked another lock for him, allowing half of his arm to be free again. At least I can drink it with a bowl by myself.

finally waited for Emperor Fuyi to finish drinking a bowl of porridge, and Mo Cao waited for him to reveal the answer.

As a result, Emperor Fuyi did not reveal the answer for him, but asked him to touch a certain position on his chest by himself, and asked him to click if there was any pain.

Mo Cao really clicked a little bit of himself, but the position actually hurt like a pinprick!

Of course, the pain was only fleeting, and as soon as he removed his fingers, the pain was gone.

He hesitated, paused for a moment, and then nodded a little more in that position, but he didn't feel any discomfort anymore.

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