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The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight was dim, and in a fine inn in Tiandeng County, the flickering candlelight illuminated a figure struggling in pain on the ground.

This person was Ye Xiumo. His blue clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. His face was pale, as if he was enduring the most unspeakable pain in the world.

“Seventeen, Seventeen, Ah Mo feels so uncomfortable, it hurts so much, ah…!” Ye Xiumo rolled on the ground crying and shouting.

Seventeen looked anxious: "My Lord...! What should I do? The princess is not here."

"Your Majesty, please wait. I will go and fetch the doctor."

"Wait a minute, Seventeen...!" Xuanyuan Fuyue called out to Seventeen.

"The prince is like this because he took the antidote to the gentle powder developed by Miss Feng. I'm afraid it will be useless for you to ask a doctor."

Seventeen paced back and forth anxiously: "What should I do? The princess is not here now, and I can't think of any other way except to call a doctor!"

Xuanyuan Fuyue thought for a moment and said, "The antidote to the Wenrou Powder must be taking effect now, which is why the prince is feeling so uncomfortable."

"Wait a little longer! Miss Feng is not here now. If the doctor comes and gives the prince some weird medicine, it will affect the antidote and detoxification, which would be bad."

"Ah...!" Seventeen sighed: "Princess Fuyue, you are right, then wait a while."

"Seventeen, seventeen." Ye Xiumo was still shouting.

Ye Xiumo now felt as if there was ice wandering in his body, and also as if there was a raging fire burning in his body. The two completely different feelings intertwined together, almost making him collapse.

"Your Highness, I am here." Seventeen was anxious and could not help complaining, "Your Highness, you are such a fool. The princess said that she would detoxify you when we returned to the capital, but you refused to listen and even stole the antidote."

Xia Ling also agreed, "Yes, my Lord, the princess said that she would help you detoxify when she got back. It would only take a day or two. Why can't you wait?"

Ye Xiumo said weakly: "Amo just wants to detoxify as soon as possible and help my wife. I don't want my wife to suffer so much."

“Ah…it hurts…!”

"My wife, my wife...! Where are you? Ah Mo is in pain."

Ye Xiumo clenched his fists, veins bulged, and his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving streaks of blood.

A low and painful groan came from his mouth, and the sound was intermittent, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

"what……!"

Every roll was accompanied by a violent cough, and the sputum coughed up contained traces of blood.

Suddenly, Ye Xiumo's ten fingers turned black!

Something like water slowly flowed out from the nails.

Seeing this scene, Seventeen was terrified: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...!"

"Princess Fuyue, why is the water still flowing?"

Looking at the water-like substance flowing out of Ye Xiumo's nails, Xuanyuan Fuyue shouted, "Stay away from these things."

"I guess these water-like substances are the gentle powder stored in the Great Prince's body over the past few years."

After a while, Ye Xiumo fainted, and white smoke came out of his body.

Xuanyuan Fuyue and Xia Ling covered their mouths in fear.

"Prince, Prince." Seventeen patted his own prince's shoulders hard.

But Ye Xiumo didn't react at all.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Seventeen's voice was already choking with sobs: "Your Highness, please don't die!"

"If you die, how will I explain it to you?"

Xuanyuan Fuyue squatted down, stretched out his hand and felt his breath.

"Seventeen, the prince is still alive. He probably just fainted from the pain."

Seventeen also tried it!

There is life! There is life! The prince is not dead.

"Seventeen, the prince's clothes are all wet. Move him to the bed and change him!" Xuanyuan Fuyue said.

Seventeen nodded: "Okay...!"

………………

Zhongyuan Festival, a grand sacrificial ceremony.

Everyone knelt on the ground with serious expressions.

At this time, a group of Xuan Yue people in black robes were dancing around the altar, their faces were covered with strange patterns and their eyes were flashing with fanaticism.

Tofu Xishi holds a scepter in her hand, and wears a black robe and a large cloak. She is also very tall, so she looks quite realistic.

Tofu Xishi danced her tall body around the sacrificial pillar, muttering something, and the magic weapon in her hand drew strange tracks in the air, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air above the altar.

As the ceremony progressed, the flames on the altar burned brighter and brighter.

“Offer the sacrifice…!” Tofu Xishi shouted.

Afterwards, those girls who volunteered were escorted to the sacrifice hall.

The girls looked determined, as if they were going to heaven.

The sacrificial pillar was now burning red.

The girls cried out in pain the moment they were tied up.

"what……!"

Looking at such a cruel scene, the people below had no expression on their faces.

After a while, the smell of burning human flesh hit my nose.

The flame at the top of the sacrificial pillar became increasingly fierce.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the flames on the altar suddenly went out, replaced by a thick dark atmosphere.

In this breath, a huge black shadow slowly emerged. It seemed like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell, staring at the Xuan Yue people below with endless hatred and resentment.

Seeing this, the people of Xuanyue shouted "True God's protection"

The black shadow on the altar let out a strange laugh and opened its arms as if to pull the entire world into endless darkness...!

Tofu Xishi opened her arms, looked up, and shouted loudly: "The true God has promised to protect our country and revive it soon. I believe that soon, we Xuanyue people will be able to return to our land openly."

The people of Xuanyue shouted loudly: "Long live the true god, long live the city lord."

"Long live the true God, long live the mayor...!"

With a "whoosh", a sharp sword pierced through the black shadow, and the black shadow disappeared instantly.

Seeing the black shadow disappear, Tofu Xishi shouted, "Who is it? How dare you disrupt the sacrificial ceremony?"

“Kill...!” Deafening voices came from all directions.

Yun Che led the team at the front.

“Traitors from Xuan Yue Nation, this place will be your burial place today.” Yun Che shouted.

Tofu Xishi narrowed her eyes: "Are you Heavenly Saints?"

"What, Heavenly Saint?" The people of Xuan Yue stood up one after another.

“Those who are willing to surrender today will not be killed, and all innocent citizens of Xuanyue can enter the capital.” Yun Che said.

"Hahaha..." Tofu Xishi laughed a few times: "Do you think that the people of Xuanyue are so afraid of death?"

"Everyone, follow me today to kill these celestial saints."

"Kill the Heavenly Saint, kill the Heavenly Saint."

Yun Che’s eyes shone: “Capture him…!”

The two sides quickly started fighting.

………………