A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Emperor Yuxuan was obsessed with the Changsheng Jue, and his eyes were flashing with fanaticism. He decided to practice all the Changsheng Jue that Xiao Si copied, as if only in this way could he find inner peace.

At this time, the palace was filled with a strange atmosphere. The dim lights flickered, as if they could go out at any time. The shadows on the walls danced like ghosts, making people shudder.

But he didn't know at this time that his Great Zong Kingdom's number one doctor had fallen! In the darkness, it seemed as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him, waiting for the arrival of the Ming Dynasty.

And with the coming of the Ming Dynasty, even bigger things will happen… The unknown fate is like a huge net that tightly entangles Emperor Yuxuan, making it impossible to escape.

The Imperial Master died with his eyes wide open! His bloodshot eyes were wide open, filled with resentment and anger. His big hands tightly grasped Shui Qinglian's body, his fingers like iron pliers, pinching Shui Qinglian so hard that it hurt. However, as his life slipped away, the big hand suddenly loosened and fell to the ground powerlessly.

When his body collapsed, a dull sound was heard, as if announcing the end of an era. The Imperial Master never understood until his death that his long-planned plan, which was 100% successful, could be accomplished so easily by these ant-like characters.

His face was filled with astonishment and confusion, and that expression seemed to be frozen in time. His slightly opened mouth seemed as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

When Shui Qinglian was held tightly by the Imperial Master just now, her whole body was tense, but now she slowly relaxed. His face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which sparkled in the sunlight.

She gently raised her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, let out a long sigh, and her slightly trembling shoulders gradually calmed down.

"Zhuzhi, thank you brother for your timely sword!" Shui Qinglian's voice trembled slightly, and he patted his chest as if to dispel the fear in his heart.

His hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes revealed a sense of relief for having survived the disaster. His eyes were slightly red, and there was still some fear in his eyes. He bit his lips unconsciously, and his originally rosy lips turned a little pale.

He looked down at the place where the Imperial Master had held him tightly. His clothes were slightly wrinkled and there were faint finger marks. He gently stroked the mark and felt a surge of fear in his heart.

If his companions had not acted in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. He shook his head slightly, as if to shake off those terrible memories. Then, he raised his head and looked at them, his eyes full of gratitude and determination. She secretly vowed to be more careful in the future and not put herself in such danger again.

Huo Longguo hurried over and hugged him, her eyes full of concern. "That flower scared Guoguo to death! Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't report to Yan Si!"

Huo Longguo's voice was filled with tears, and his body was shaking slightly. His face was red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he hugged Shui Qinglian tightly, as if he would lose her if he let go.

Xiao Sizhe kicked the body of the Imperial Master, and he was bleeding from his head while his body was slowly shrinking. Everyone gathered around to watch, and they all had very surprised expressions on their faces.

Some people opened their mouths wide as if they could fit an egg in them; some people frowned and fell into deep thought; others whispered to each other, discussing this strange scene in low voices.

Everyone was thinking in their hearts, what kind of scary skill is this? No matter how powerful it is, don't learn it. Xiao Sizhe laughed and said, "A fake, don't learn from him when you become the national teacher!"

Xiao Sizhe had a teasing smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a hint of seriousness. He folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his chin slightly, and looked like a mature young man.

"What? I don't want to be the Imperial Master! I want to be the Regent King of Medicine!" Shui Qinglian pushed away the Fire Dragon Fruit, put his hands on his hips, and said proudly. His eyes flashed with confidence, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had already seen the moment when he became the King of Medicine.

Sikong Yan raised his head, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile. "I grant you a clinic, you go there to be your acting king of medicine! You must be able to treat all the difficult and complicated diseases in the world before you can be called a king!" Sikong Yan's eyes were full of expectations. He nodded slightly, looking at Shui Qinglian with a hint of ridicule. As an emperor, I never need any regents, and you still want to restrict me, there is no way.

"Stingy!" Shui Qinglian cursed, but a hint of anticipation appeared on his face. His eyes were sparkling, as if stars were twinkling.

Concubine Wan peeled off all the scar makeup on her face, revealing her beautiful face. Her eyes were gentle and firm, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. "Okay, kids, let's get rid of the imperial teacher!"

Concubine Wan's voice was gentle but full of majesty. Her posture was elegant, like a blooming lotus, exuding charming charm.

Shui Qinglian said proudly, "This is something that I, the doctor, have to do!" As she spoke, she strode to the shrinking body of the national teacher, without a trace of fear in her eyes.

His steps were firm and powerful, his skirt fluttering in the wind, like a brave warrior. She sprinkled the deadly burning water, which caught fire as soon as it touched the skin.

The imperial master was gone, so he probably didn't feel any pain. The flames burned fiercely, illuminating everything around, as if to put an end to this victory.

Xiao Sizhe walked up to Concubine Wan and asked curiously, "Madam Wan, if it weren't for the danger today, how long would you have kept your identity as Shuangyue hidden from us!"

Xiao Sizhe's eyes were full of doubt and curiosity. He tilted his head slightly, staring at Concubine Wan, waiting for her answer.

Concubine Wan smiled, pinched the corner of Xiao Sizhe's mouth with her slender hand and replied: "Be prepared to keep it a secret for the rest of your life!" Concubine Wan's smile was like the sunshine in spring, warm and bright. Her fingers were slender and long, gently touching the corner of Xiao Sizhe's mouth, as if carrying a magical power.

The atmosphere around them also became relaxed, and everyone's face showed a relieved smile. This difficult battle is finally over, and there is still a long way to go in the future, but they believe that as long as everyone works together, they will be able to overcome all difficulties.

The breeze blew, bringing with it a scent of flowers, as if cheering for their victory. The sun shone on the earth, warming everyone's heart.

Emperor Yuxuan practiced the third secret of immortality for a whole night, and he seemed to be immersed in a mysterious atmosphere.

Inside the Weilong Palace, the candlelight flickered, illuminating Emperor Yuxuan's focused and resolute face. His eyes were tightly closed, his expression was solemn, his thin eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead, each one as crystal clear as a pearl.

His hands kept changing positions, his slender fingers sometimes bent and sometimes stretched, as if playing a silent piece of music.

However, despite his full concentration and tireless practice, the anxiety in his heart became increasingly difficult to suppress. He felt as if there was a blazing fire in his chest, making his lungs almost explode.