Alien God Descendant

When Huang Jixiao and Mu Xinying returned to Mu Yu Country, the first thing they heard was the riot in Qingfeng Country.

The eldest prince Tuoba Kangchao led troops to invade the palace, persecuting the bedridden Emperor Qingfeng, and angered the emperor to death, while the second prince Tuoba Fu Xi led the remaining soldiers and guards to resist the rebels and finally saved the palace.

However, the life of the emperor could not be saved, and he was heartbroken as he knelt beside the extremely angry emperor. After Qingfeng Kingdom's civil and military officials and noble ministers recommended him as the new Qingfeng Kingdom's Majesty, he will ascend the throne today! !

"He actually did that..." Sitting on the bench, Mu Xinying bit her lip lightly.

It is not difficult to see that this series of events is his scheme to usurp the throne, harm his father, and endanger his elder brother.

"Your Majesty's funeral in the Qingfeng Kingdom, the second prince's enthronement, I went there with Wuwu and Rao'er... The second prince has always looked heartbroken..." Que Yenuo whispered with his hands on his chin explain.

Reaching out to flick Que Yenuo's forehead, Jun Yunrui motioned him to keep quiet.

"Tuoba Fu Xiruo, as Xiaoying said, means that he has been preparing to conspire to seize the throne from the early morning!!" Jun Yunrui said slowly: "As for his purpose, he really just wants to win Qingfeng Kingdom Is the throne that simple...then it is impossible to know!"

"He said he wanted to take revenge on Mu Yuguo..." Mu Xinying, who was sitting on the side, said in a low voice, "And... Tuoba Fu Xi's words are not scary... I'm afraid of Wu Que, who is controlling everything behind the scenes... "

Wu Que's horror, scheming, and cruelty, he knows better than anyone else...

On that day, he told Huang Jixiao that the masked man was Tuoba Fu Xi, but of course he also omitted the fact that Tuoba Fu Xi's other purpose was to want himself.

He didn't want Xiao to worry, because with Xiao's personality, if he told Xiao about this, he might kill him...

Huang Jixiao quietly looked at Mu Xinying's worried face, and gently pulled him into his arms.

"Don't think too much, it's not good to tire yourself!!"

"En..." Leaning against Huang Jixiao's arms, Mu Xinying nodded slightly.

For some reason, uneasiness kept emerging in his heart... His heart seemed to be bound by something, making him breathless...

"That means we are ready to fight..." Shu Jingruo said slowly with a medical book in her hand.

As usual light, without the slightest sense of tension.

"Once the two fight, it can be said that the entire foreign continent will be shaken..." Huang Jixiao said slowly, his blue eyes shining brightly: "I hope that idiot will not try to start a war."

Huang Jixiao didn't know that he was actually telling the truth about what was going to happen with just one sentence.

The peaceful days passed slowly for a few days, and things happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

Huang Jihui passed by the Imperial Garden on his way down, and was attacked by several erratic assassins. The shadow guards, the hermit and his bodyguard Li Fengming were all seriously injured. Huang Jihui's waist was cut, and the assassin quickly dissipated. and go.

Holy Rain Temple.

"Father, how do you feel?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Huang Jixiao softly asked Huang Jihui, whose face was pale due to injuries.

"It's not a problem...it's just that the wound hurts..." Huang Jihui said slowly.

"Obviously the wound has healed, but I don't know why I always feel that there is something strange in the wound. I have asked Liu Jia for diagnosis and treatment many times, but I still can't see anything unusual."

"That's so strange..." Mu Xinying frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, can you take off your clothes and let Xinying take a look."

With the support of Huang Jixiao, Huang Jihui sat up slowly, untied the belt on the silk garment, and the silk garment was pulled open, revealing his wheat-colored skin and solid waist.

The wound on the waist healed by the Holy Light Healing Technique still has a faint scar at the moment, but there is no other abnormality.

"What do you think of Jingruo?" Mu Xinying looked at Shu Jingruo, who was carefully watching the wound healed.

Shu Jingruo shook her head lightly: "From the perspective of the healing of the wound, it's not a serious problem."

"Master Liujia and Jingruo have the same opinion, so what about you, Wuwu?" A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the little zombie who was poking his head behind him.

The little zombie blinked its crimson eyes, and looked closely at the wound on Huang Jihui's waist for a long time.

"Master, Wuwu feels that His Majesty's wound is dead." Wuwu frowned slightly, but there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes.

"Death?" Zi Yuan was puzzled.

"Death Qi is a kind of breath that is invisible to the naked eye of a person without spiritual power. It has the characteristics of eroding living things. It is a kind of breath that is naturally produced after the human soul leaves the body and the dead body does not rot!!" Mu Xinying lightly light explanation.

"Then...then what should I do?" Ziyuan asked anxiously.

Smiling lightly at him, Mu Xinying raised a hand, a strong silver light condensed in the palm of his hand, and wiped the light in his hand towards the scar.

"hiss--"

A burst of dark black smoke floated up, and after Mu Xinying's hand with silver light moved away, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

I saw that the originally healed wound on Huang Jihui's waist was bleeding dark red at this moment, and the dark red blood was constantly emitting black smoke.

"Xin'er!!" Huang Jixiao whispered anxiously.

"Don't worry, it's His Majesty's qi and blood corroded by death energy. I just injected spiritual power into the wound to dissolve the death energy, and it will be fine when the black blood is exhausted!" Mu Xinying said softly. The hand that condensed spiritual power reached for the dark red blood that flowed out.

With the silver light looming in Mu Xinying's hand, she probed towards the wandering dark red, and saw that dark red smoking black smoke was sucked into the silver light as if consciously.

"Quiet!"

As the dark red blood ran out, Mu Xinying called softly.

With the usual tacit understanding, Shu Jingruo immediately reacted, and approached Huang Jihui, a golden light condensed in his hands, as if reaching for the wound on his waist.

The shocking wounds slowly began to heal, and the blood that flowed endlessly also began to stop.

Looking at the dark black blood constantly distorted in the white light in his hand, Mu Xinying frowned.

"Xin'er, what's the matter?"

A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Huang Jixiao, "Xiao...I think...the palace of Qingfeng Kingdom is already full of dead bodies..."

"What?!" The wound was no longer painful, but Huang Jihui, whose face was still pale, asked in puzzlement.

"This is the blood of a person who died not long ago and was full of resentment..." said softly, the silver light in Mu Xinying's hand intensified, turning the dark red away: "It seems that the second witch family is about to reappear here ..."

Others don't know what Mu Xinying's words mean, but Huang Jixiao does.

With a trace of deep gray in his eyes, Mu Xinying slowly got up and left.

"Emperor?" Huang Jihui looked at his son.

"Well... don't worry, father, rest and recuperate well, and leave the other matters to my servants!!" Huang Jixiao supported Huang Jihui to let him lie down, and then carefully covered him with a quilt: " Aunt Ziyuan, Lord Liujia, my father entrusts you all!!"

"En!!" Zi Yuan nodded lightly.

After standing up and bowing to Huang Jihui, Huang Jixiao led Shu Jingruo and Wuwu away.

After stepping out of Huang Jihui's bedroom, Huang Jixiao said to the two people following behind him: "Go back to the Temple of Praying for Rain first, Yunrui is probably ready, when you send out the places where the assassins haunt , remember to be careful!!"

"Yes!!" After Shu Jingruo and Wuwu nodded, they turned and left.

After Shu Jingruo and Wuwu left, Huang Jixiao walked in another direction, walked through the winding corridors and long corridors, and came to the backyard of the imperial palace.

Walking through the dim vines and walking into the small grass behind the backyard, I really saw the man in the water-blue magic robe with flying silver hair standing there.

The corner of Huang Jixiao's mouth twitched into a faint smile, walked over, and stretched out his hand to hug the slender man into his arms.

"I don't like to see you worried. I always feel that after you come back from the elves, you seem to be hiding something from me!!" Lowering his head and gently kissing Mu Xinying's tender neck, Huang Jixiao said softly .

A few black lines quickly dropped on Mu Xinying's forehead, who let the other party hug her.

Really...why can't this person be a little stupid?

"I didn't..." Turning around slightly, Mu Xinying leaned into his arms.

"But it doesn't look like..." Lifting Mu Xinying's pretty chin, Huang Jixiao kissed those sweet red lips.

"Well……"

With lips and tongue entangled together, Mu Xinying groaned softly, put her arms around Huang Jixiao's shoulders, and simply closed her eyes to hide the guilty conscience passing by in her eyes.

Following Jun Yunrui's command, Rao'er, Wuwu, Jiuwei, Xiaodie and Que Yenuo searched the place where Huang Jihui and Cong Yingwei and guards were attacked, but they still didn't find any abnormal.

Just when a few people were about to leave, Wuwu who was following behind everyone frowned suddenly, and a strange feeling flowed through his heart.

The direction of the South Bieyuan...

Ever since Huang Jiguang left, the South Bieyuan has been empty, and there should be no one there. Why did he feel the aura of someone in the South Bieyuan?

And there is a trace of weirdness in this person's aura...

Glancing at the few people walking in front, Wuwu didn't call out to them, but turned around and jumped towards the South Bieyuan.

When Rao'er turned her head, Wuwu had disappeared.

"Woooo what?"

The South Bieyuan was very quiet, there was not a single sound in broad daylight, not to mention the chirping of birds, not even the chirping of insects, the surrounding area was eerily quiet.

Walking into the yard, Wuwu followed the feeling, and soon came to the room exuding an abnormal smell, opened the door and entered, the room was dark, and there was nothing.

Walking lightly into the room, Wuwu carefully looked at the furniture and decorations in the room.

At this moment, the opened door suddenly closed, and he looked back in reaction.

As he turned his head, a figure sprang out from behind him.

"It seems that you are not a blood-sucking zombie..."