Taoist

The golden mask in front of the two finally couldn't hold on anymore and shattered.

The red light was shining brightly, and Ling Yuan and Yun Mo were thrown to the ground hard.

That Huang Qi also played a real fire, and he didn't stop when he saw this.

"The palace lord only told me not to kill this mausoleum, but didn't say anything about other people..."

There was a fierce light in the eyes of this Taoist, and the spiritual power in his hands was concentrated, and he slapped towards Yunmo.

At this moment, a trace of blood was dripping from the corner of Yun Mo's mouth,

Ling Yuan was anxious, seeing that the attack was about to fall on Yun Mo, "Ah Mo!"

However, at the moment when the red light was about to touch Yun Mo, a faint phantom of a green lotus appeared around him.

All attacks were melted by charcoal fire like snowflakes.

The Taoist couldn't hold back, "Why did you do this?!"

However, before he could react the next moment, the attack that suddenly disappeared hit him again intact.

"Wow--"

Huang Qi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

With a ferocious face, "Little Sanxiu actually has such a spiritual treasure on his body!"

He obviously thought that Yun Mo had some kind of treasure on him.

Yun Mo hasn't reacted yet.

He saw that Taoist man in red robe wanted to hit him, but for some reason he missed, and then flew out backwards, and was injured.

Ling Yuan was also relieved to see that Yun Mo was fine.

After the Taoist was injured, he didn't act rashly, and looked at Yun Mo with a little fear.

The place where they fought was not too far from the capital, and Huang Qi didn't want to delay for too long.

After all, the noise of their fight was so big, it might have attracted some people's attention.

In order to prevent more accidents, Huang Qi wanted to capture Lingyuan first.

With a firm mind, this Taoist will not care about Yunmo anymore, and go straight to the mausoleum.

A ball-shaped magic weapon flew out of the sleeve, which was specially bestowed by the Palace Master before coming.

This magic weapon automatically opened half of the hole like a mechanism, and a white light hit Ling Yuan's body.

Yun Mo watched helplessly as Ling Yuan was taken away by the magic weapon in front of him, feeling like he was about to tear apart.

"Brother Lingyuan!"

Putting the magic weapon back into his sleeve, Huang Qi felt that there seemed to be a few breaths coming towards them not far away.

Huang Qi glanced at Yun Mo, "You are lucky today!"

He is injured now, if he meets any other monks, he may not be able to leave.

Seeing the Taoist call out a spirit sword and leave here, Yun Mo wanted to chase after him, but he was unable to do so.

He looked at the direction in which the Taoist left, as if weeping blood in his heart, he paused every word,

"Red-flame-gong!"

......

"Yun Mo, how do you feel now?"

Huangfu Song was worried, and brought some elixir.

When he brought people to the scene that day, he found that Yun Mo was the only one left.

Huangfusong knew at that time that he was still late.

He still remembered Yun Mo's expression at that time.

The powerless anger and hatred submerged him like a tide.

Seeing Yun Mo like this, Huangfu Song didn't dare to ask more questions.

Since then, Yun Mo has not said much.

Huangfu Song didn't know how to comfort him.

It would be fine if the person hadn't been taken away by the Red Flame Palace, but it's already in the hands of the Red Flame Palace, and if you want to rescue him...

"Anyway, you have to heal your injury first." Huangfu Song sighed.

"It's okay, I'm much better already." Yun Mo shook his head.

It's just that his appearance is really not convincing.

Huangfu Song scratched his head, "Let's think about the matter of Lingyuan Daoist, we can always find a way..."

Yun Mo didn't speak.

It sounds easy, but how easy is it?

He also now roughly knows what the status of the Scarlet Flame Palace is in the world of comprehension.

It is undoubtedly more difficult than going to heaven to let Chiyan Palace release people.

Huangfu Song wanted to say something more, when he heard a servant girl shouting outside: "Eldest Young Master, Your Highness invites you to come over."

Hearing this, Huangfusong had no choice but to ask Yun Mo to heal his wounds first, and not to think too much about other things.Then hurriedly left here.

"Did Grandpa say anything about looking for me?"

The maid shook her head, "I don't know, but the son and concubine are also there."

Huangfusong suddenly felt that his head was getting bigger, why did grandpa put them all together? !

Will there be three trials? !

With a headache, he walked into the Qingrong Hall where King Wuping was.

King Wuping seems to be in good spirits today, at least he has gotten out of bed.

Seeing Huangfu Song approaching, the old prince smiled, "Song Er is here."

Huangfu Song saluted, "Grandfather."

Then he looked at a man and a woman sitting on both sides with clear distinctions.

Resisting the urge to sigh, he saluted, "Father, mother."

Huangfu Rui glanced at his son, and because of the presence of the old prince, he forced a smile and nodded to him.

On the contrary, Chu Shishi waved to Huangfu Song with a smile on her face, "Song Er, come to my side."

Seeing Huangfu Song sitting down, the old prince smiled and told the people around him: "Serve the food."

Then he turned to the people sitting below, "I called you here today because I thought our family hasn't had dinner together for a long time."

He glanced at his grandson and daughter-in-law slowly, "You all have things to do on weekdays, and it's rare to get together."

Sitting beside Chu Shishi, Huangfusong felt uncomfortable all over.

Although he knew that she was his mother, Huangfu Song really couldn't get close to her.

King Wuping was talking in the upper seat, but the three people below had different thoughts, and they didn't know whether they listened or not.

After the dishes were all served, Chu Shishi kept picking up dishes for Huangfusong, "I've lost weight during this time outside, eat more."

Huangfusong stared stiffly at his rice bowls piled up like a hill, so he could only say, "Thank you mother—I can do it myself, so I don't need to bother you..."

Chu Shishi looked at him sadly, "I know it's not good for my mother, and I haven't been by your side these years..."

Hearing these words, Huangfusong felt his head was getting bigger, he really didn't know what his mother was going to do, and he didn't dare to argue with her anymore, so he buried his head and started eating.

Only then did Chu Shishi smile, "That's right, eat more."

As he spoke, he put some more into Huangfu Pine bowl.

Huangfusong: "..."

Seeing Chu Shishi's attitude, Huangfu Rui was also puzzled.

I've never seen her care so much about her son before.You must know that this woman left Huangfu Song just a few days after she was born, and she has never seen Song'er a few times in all these years.

As for how much mother-child affection there is between her and Huangfu Song, anyway, Huangfu Rui himself does not believe it.

On the contrary, King Wuping was very pleased to see such a scene of "mother loving and filial piety".

"Since we're back this time, there's no need to go to Feixianmen."

King Wuping smiled and dropped a blockbuster.

Huangfu raised his head, "Why?!"

King Wuping snorted coldly, "I originally thought that Feixianmen was the master of cultivating immortals. If you like it, then it's okay. But this time something like this happened."

Saying that, the old prince looked towards Huangfu Rui, but saw that his son looked like he had nothing to do with him, and couldn't help being even more angry.

After finally suppressing his anger, he said to Huangfu again: "You listen to grandpa, besides your master has passed away, and you have no one to rely on in that sect..."

Although Huangfusong didn't have any feelings for Feixianmen, he didn't want to go back to the palace, "Grandfather!"

The old prince glared at his grandson, "That's it!"

At this time, Huangfu Rui said desperately: "Song'er likes to practice, father, you just let him go, why bother..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old prince couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, "You bastard! I haven't said anything about you yet!"

He pointed at Huangfu Rui, "You said those things you did, huh?! Let me tell you, don't look at me, I don't know, I'm not old enough yet!"

Huangfu Rui's heart skipped a beat when he was told, he just shut up and didn't speak anymore.

The old prince scolded himself, and the three people below fell silent.

Huangfu felt a guilty conscience.

Chu Shishi is gloating.

Huangfu Song didn't know what to say.

After finally getting tired of cursing, the old prince stopped, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and looked at Huangfusong again, "I'm staying in the capital recently, don't run around."

The old prince looked at him meaningfully, "I'm afraid there will be chaos over there."