Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

This time the shaking was quite severe and all the tiles on the roof fell off.

Concubine Hui had her back to the roof, while Emperor Lan Qian was facing the roof.

Although he was shaken and staggered, he saw the falling tiles.

Although Ye Zeyan didn't see it, he was skilled in martial arts and was able to keep his eyes and ears open. He planned to protect his mother.

Although he had the talisman in his hand, he was reluctant to use it.

Unless it is a life-and-death situation, the talisman is reluctant to be used.

Emperor Lan Qian reached out and pulled Ye Zeyan, and gave him a glare.

Such a good self-torture tactic, why not use it now?

Ye Zeyan saw his father's stunned look for a moment, and during that time, Emperor Lan Qian held Concubine Hui in his arms and used his back to catch the falling tiles.

Ye Zeyan exclaimed, "Father!"

Father could obviously hold mother and move aside, why didn't he do it?

And why didn’t my father let me take action?

Concubine Hui was already shaking so much that she couldn't stand steadily. Naturally, she didn't notice the tiles falling from the roof. She didn't even see who was holding her up.

After hearing Ye Zeyan's exclamation, Concubine Hui looked up and saw the emperor's pale face.

At this time, Zhang Fu also got up from the ground, "Blood, Your Majesty, you are injured!"

A young eunuch quickly went to call for the imperial physician.

Although Concubine Hui resented the emperor, she had to show some concern because the emperor was injured while trying to save her.

"Your Majesty, let me see where you are injured?"

Emperor Lan Qian felt a burning pain on his back, but he still forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, as long as my beloved concubine is not injured."

Concubine Hui suddenly recalled the scene when the eldest prince forced the emperor to abdicate and burned down the imperial city.

The emperor protected her behind him.

Concubine Hui's heart softened.

"Your Majesty, how can you damage your own body to save me? I cannot bear it! If the ministers knew, they would report me."

Emperor Lan Qian: There is a way! This self-torture trick is not in vain.

Although Emperor Lan Qian was in great pain, he still curled his lips slightly.

As long as Concubine Hui is willing to forgive me, my daughter will not be estranged from me.

The future of the Lan Kingdom depends on Yan Bao.

"My beloved, I am the ruler of a country, but I am also your husband. Isn't it natural for a husband to protect his wife? No one dares to criticize me, or I will beat him with a stick."

Emperor Lan Qian's words completely calmed Concubine Hui's anger.

"Your Majesty, let me see where you are hurt?"

Emperor Lan Qian leaned on Concubine Hui and almost knocked her down.

"Ze Yan, what are you doing standing there like an idiot? Come and help your father!" Concubine Hui said anxiously.

Ye Zeyan: It turns out that my father is trying to use a self-torture tactic. No wonder he doesn't want me to take action.

It's not that he doesn't want to help his father, he's just afraid that if he does, his father will kick him.

Now that his mother had spoken, he had no choice but to step forward and support his father.

A palace servant brought a chair and Ye Zeyan helped his father sit on it.

The blood had seeped through the robe on Emperor Lan Qian's back.

The broken tiles pierced into Emperor Lan Qian's back.

When Concubine Hui saw Emperor Lan Qian bleeding, she became anxious and was about to throw talismans to call Yan Bao back.

He was stopped by Emperor Lan Qian.

"It's okay, just a superficial wound. I'll be fine once the imperial physician comes to treat it. Yan Bao must be busy with something important, so don't distract her. Leaning on my beloved concubine, I won't feel the pain." Emperor Lan Qian said while holding Concubine Hui's hand tightly.

Zhang Fu lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you still the same emperor as before?"

When did you become so smooth-talking?

Ye Zeyan didn't know whether to leave or stay.

At this time, Xiao Yanbao followed Bai Wuchang to the underworld and went directly to the forbidden area of ​​the Netherworld.

There was a fierce fighting going on in the forbidden land of the underworld at this time. It was dark and gloomy, and it seemed even more eerie and terrifying.

The evil spirits in the Netherworld Forbidden Land are violently attacking the Netherworld Forbidden Land, trying to escape from it.

Xiao Yanbao knew why the ground of the palace was shaking. It was caused by the evil spirits.

"Is today the Red Moon Day? Shouldn't it be?" asked little Yanbao.

"It's not the Red Moon Day." Bai Wuchang said.

At this time, King Yan heard Xiao Yanbao's voice and withdrew from the fight.

Little Yanbao never understood who the King of Hell was fighting with his ghost soldiers and generals.

It seems like hitting a tree.

The King of Hell looked solemn, "Yan Bao, you are here."

"What are you doing? Why are you fighting with the tree? And why are those evil spirits getting restless again? Don't they only come out on red moon days?"

Xiao Yanbao asked several questions in a row.

The King of Hell didn’t know what to answer first.

"Hey! This time is much more dangerous than the Red Moon Day. This is the nightmare awakening."

Xiao Yanbao: She had only heard of Meng Po, how come another nightmare popped up.

Judging from what the King of Hell said, the nightmare seems to be still very serious.

But what is a nightmare? Is it something that specifically causes people to have nightmares?

When little Yanbao was looking confused, a branch rolled towards her.

The branch is as soft as a noodle.

"Yan Bao, be careful!"

The King of Hell shouted and swung the whip in his hand towards the branch.

Not only did the Yama Whip fail to break the branch, but it was entangled by it instead.

No matter how hard the King of Hell pulled, he couldn't pull the whip back.

Little Yanbao raised his little hand and clapped the branch.

The branch felt pain and loosened the whip of the King of Hell.

Bai Wuchang was so excited that he kept clapping his hands, "Yan Bao is really amazing, Yan Bao is really amazing!"

The King of Hell turned around and glared at Bai Wuchang fiercely.

Bai Wuchang stuck out his tongue and added, "The King of Hell is also powerful."

King of Hell: What you said is worse than scolding me.

However, seeing that Nightmare was afraid of Xiao Yanbao's spiritual power, King Yan felt relieved.

I really found the right person.

"Yan Bao, this nightmare is handed over to you. No one except you can beat it into sleep." The King of Hell said with a flattering look.

Little Yanbao still hasn't seen where the nightmare is.

"You asked me to help you fight the nightmare, but you have to let me know where the nightmare is, right?" Xiao Yanbao said.

The King of Hell pointed at the strange tree that was fighting the ghost soldiers and generals and said: "This tree is the nightmare, and the branch that just attacked you is the hand of the nightmare."

Little Yanbao exclaimed "Ah" in disbelief.

Why is a tree called a nightmare?

"What you mean is that I usually fall asleep during this nightmare, so why did I suddenly wake up today?" asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Because every time the Heavenly Secret Stone turns over, the Nightmare will turn over with it, but it won't wake up. But this time, the Heavenly Secret Stone keeps turning over, and the Nightmare keeps turning over with it. It will wake it up after turning over and over again. Once it wakes up, the Shadow will no longer be able to control the evil spirits in the Nether Forbidden Land."

Xiao Yanbao: Is the King of Hell blaming me implicitly in his words?

After I have repaired the sky, I have to repair the earth.