Bodhi

The palace is silent, except for the sound of dripping water.

Wen Chuan looked at Wen'e with concern, the vitality in her body had completely dimmed at this time, and the fiery streamer under the cracked skin gradually turned gray, she was like a fire that was forcibly ignited, although still It can burn slowly, but the inside has been completely soaked by the wet plum rain, and if you are not careful, it will go out immediately.

The poison of osmanthus bamboo can burn the heart most. Even if the poisoned person is not exhausted to death in the early stage, the lamp will be exhausted in the next short time, and every trace of blood in the body will be evaporated.Fortunately, the gods and men of the Immortal Kingdom have strong firepower, and they can counteract the poison of the osmanthus bamboo for the time being, but in the long run, the situation may not be very optimistic.

There was a faint sound of bells and drums from the far front hall, and the laughter and laughter of the crowd could be heard faintly. Wen'e lightly closed her eyelids and trembled a few times, and suddenly said with all her strength: "Brother... I heard... Is there a banquet in the front hall?" Masamune?"

Wen Chuan hurriedly said: "Don't worry about that, you just concentrate on recuperating."

Wen'e was so dazed that she couldn't even make a smile, she was so angry: "Then big brother...why don't you go?"

Wen Chuan felt bitter in his heart, and said softly: "Eldest brother won't go, when you recover, elder brother will take you there."

Wen'e reluctantly opened her eyes, only to feel sparks in front of her eyes, and then tried to open them wider to see more clearly, but her back was covered with cold sweat, and she couldn't even speak, only murmured between her lips and teeth, Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Seeing his sister become like this, Wen Chuan felt really distressed.Emiman, Yaohao - this is the mother's greatest expectation for Wen'e. Although she hates the kingdom of gods and her father who took away her happiness in life, she is still a mother after all, a only Only a woman who is soft-hearted to her own flesh and blood.

His younger sister doesn't have the snow-skinned face and sweet voice like the princesses of other clans, but she will always be that proud and noble little princess in his heart, the blood relative he wants to protect properly.

But now, she was ill, and was poisoned right under his nose... Wen Chuan clenched her fists deeply, her eyes filled with terrifying murderous intent.

"Brother..." Wen'e felt Wen Chuan's emotional ups and downs, so she couldn't help but speak slowly, "Leave me alone, go to the banquet to meet King Father..."

"I'm listening...it's very lively there..." There was an illusory smile on her face, but then she clenched her teeth again, "Father really...don't care about me at all..."

Wen Chuan took the wet cloth aside, and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, "Don't think so much, just get well."

Wen'e shook her head and said with difficulty: "You...you don't know Wenhua...you don't care about him, who knows what troubles he will cause..."

Wen Chuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "He's not a child anymore, he doesn't need my brother to watch him all day long."

"He's really not a child..." Wen'e's lips twitched, and there was a sarcasm in his eyes, "but his short-sighted mother and concubine are not willing to settle down at all..."

"Okay, okay," Wen Chuan saw that she was going to be stubborn again, so he could only persuade, "Brother, send someone to the front hall to have a look, okay?"

Wen'e closed her eyes and said nothing, but felt uneasy in her heart.Although she was poisoned on the couch, after all, Yu Wei still exists, and her brother's eyes and ears can also be driven by her. Naturally, she is well aware of the secret tricks in the harem.After she was assassinated, it was difficult for her elder brother to focus on government affairs. At this time, the only one who could plot against others was Wenhua, the unwilling mother and concubine.

She would never let anyone block her brother's path to the throne, even if it was a small or inconspicuous obstacle, she would have to smash it with her own hands to be at ease.

"Brother..." Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, and regardless of her physical discomfort, she was about to struggle to reach out and grab the sleeve corner hanging down Wen Chuan's side, "You won't forget to promise me..."

"Don't move!" Wen Chuan hastily pressed her hand down. He looked at Wen'e's pleading and expecting expression, and then solemnly said: "Since brother has promised you, he will definitely fulfill his promise."

With his affirmation, Wen'e closed her eyes with peace of mind, Wen Chuan stared at her relaxed expression, considered guilt and said: "But big brother... big brother has not yet punished the murderer who poisoned, after all, Honghuang is not an immortal country. After hearing the news, the people of Qiaoming Mountain fled to other mountain systems early to hide, only a few hundred old and weak with disabilities..."

"Is it intentional," Wen'e said weakly, "or is it a coincidence?"

"There are indeed a small amount of osmanthus bamboos in Qiaoming Mountain." Wen Chuan frowned, "But it is impossible not to test the poison first for the tribute treasures; the checkpoint inspection for entering the palace cannot allow such poisons to enter easily, let alone present them to the princess. before the case."

Wen'e almost lamented: "So, it's internal and external troubles, and there are problems both internally and externally?"

"It involves too much and too much, and my brother can't kill all the slaves related to this matter at once," Wen Chuan shook his head, "The fairy grass and purple lucidum brought from the treasury are not of much use...Brother will definitely find a way, you It's bound to get better."

While he was speaking, the faint laughter and uproar that came to Wen'e's palace became stronger and stronger one after another, and there was vaguely mixed with the vague cries of birds and beasts.The Palace of the Immortal King is vast and huge in size. There are two pavilions between the front hall and Wen'e's bedroom, and there are countless flower gardens and spring forests in between. in this way……

Wen Chuan looked out anxiously, Wen'e said softly: "Brother, you should take a look first, I can do nothing here."

Wen Chuan stroked her temple hair, got up and went outside.

"What exactly is Wen Hua doing?" he asked the subordinates beside him as he walked hurriedly, "Why is there such a big battle?"

"Reporting to the lord, I heard that the counselor of His Royal Highness the third prince has thought of a novel idea, and is now joking with the kings of various countries for fun."

Wen Chuan frowned deeply, he stopped talking, just quickened his pace, and rushed straight to the front hall.

I always feel... not so good.

He thought for a while, and then said: "Wen Hua thought of something, you can..."

——Before I finished speaking, there was a thunderous roar from the front, and the demon power was like a boiling sea in an instant.

The man next to Wenhua didn't notice for a while, he was hit by that force in the chest and flew out, hitting the marble road heavily.

"Stay back!" Wen Chuan yelled angrily, sacrificed the magic weapon for self-defense, and rushed to the front hall. Seeing a colorful giant bird breaking through the zenith and spreading its huge wings in the cloudy sky, he felt even more anxious: " Where is Wang Wei! Hurry up and escort him!"

The upper body of the slave flying in the sky was in the form of a human, his face was covered in blood, his lower body was connected to a giant bird, and he vaguely held a human form in his arms. He screamed mournfully, "You are sons of men in vain, you scoundrels who have gathered the bones of all ages! Even if your death is not today, it will be in the near future!"

Wenchuan was stunned for a moment.

The pale girl laughed wildly in the dim twilight, her voice was like spring thunder, and her eyes were like fire. Her desperate gamble before she died was like a prophecy of reincarnation, which strangely overlapped with today.

——"Sooner or later, you will perish at the hands of the demon clan that you despise and despise, even if not now, it will be in the near future!"

His heart froze, and the movements of his hands froze in the air in an instant. At this critical juncture, the national teacher sternly shouted, and the move was an extremely huge dragon-like gust of wind!

The sound of the wind was as sharp as a snow blade, and with just one encounter, the giant bird was pierced through with force like a bamboo, splashing blood into the sky!

Wen Chuan was dumbfounded. He looked at the red blood like clouds, dispelling the billowing shadows, and pouring the light of the sea and sky on the ruined palace walls. The young national teacher stood in the middle of the sleeves and looked up at the light. Feather fell quietly to the ground.

He suddenly thought of Ying Long who he had only met once at the banquet in Yaochi.

"Repatriate the kings of all countries, all the descendants of the kings of the immortal country, follow me to the secret room to discuss important matters—" The national teacher turned around, his eyes as cold as snow glanced at Wenchuan standing beside him, "—including those who are seriously ill Wen'e."

Li Yuan lay on his back on the cold and hard marble floor tiles for a while, staring blankly at the four huge pearls on the zenith, after a long time, he stretched out his hand to press the throbbing temple on his forehead, sat up from the ground with all his strength, He stared intently at the half-open stone door.

So, he broke the chain again and ran here in a state of insanity?

With his arms propped up, he slowly stood up from the ground, half-opening his golden pupils to look at the floor-to-ceiling cabinet as tall as a person.

The Prison of Severe Punishment is only divided into upper and lower floors. The upper floor is filled with endless void and darkness. The only light is the wind of five punishments that roars back and forth like a pack of hungry tigers and wolves. What flashes above is the snow-like light of the world's sharpest blades; The lower floor is piled up like a mountain, and there is a sea of ​​corpses and blood that can't be seen at a glance. It is full of evil spirits who have been overwhelmed here throughout the ages.Whenever a living creature stays in the lower layer for more than ten breaths, there will be a spring of dark fire rushing all over the sky, turning the fairy bone into ashes, melting all nine orifices, and turning it into a handful of loess in the boundless wind.

The books he used to pass the time every day were all found from the lower levels of the prison. Before erasing the handwriting, they were all precious formulas, mysteries, and immortal mountain maps... But for Li Yuan, those are basically Same as garbage.

Now, these dilapidated and withered silk pages are the unhealable wounds in his heart, and the confession written by him dipped in his own blood.When he returned to the mortal world, the first thing he said was "a millennium is a blink of the finger", which is actually not true, these 1000 years are the longest 1000 years he has lived, but when he thinks that he will spend his life in the world where he lost his lover After ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even ten thousand thousand years, this near-momentary pain and suffering doesn't seem so unbearable anymore.

He touched a narrow scar under the chest, and the difficult smile on his lips was fleeting. He stretched out his hand to caress the uneven and fragile spines of the volumes in front of him, and the black jade long cabinet suddenly overflowed with dots of light like water waves.

Li Yuan's expression suddenly paused.

—Someone moved the restraint on it.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, searched the edge of the bookcase inch by inch with his slender and powerful fingers, and then took a deep breath, hiding the flashing light in his dragon pupils behind a piece of molten gold, hiding the deepest secret in his heart to be seen. The anger almost burned his rationality at that moment, the moment he stretched out his hand to grab the restraint, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his nails from the corner of his eye.

Inside was a strand of snow-white fox fur.