Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

Yuezheng stood silently in front of the bed for a long time before stretching out his hand to test his breath. Fortunately, he still had breath.

To be able to survive in such a situation is worthy of being an emperor who once conquered all directions and dominated the world.

"What happened to him?" Wang Xiaojian asked Zhao Yunjian.

"He was poisoned, and I don't know what it is." Zhao Yunjian said.

Yuezheng took out a white jade bottle from his bosom, poured out a black pill from it, and stuffed it into the mouth of the person on the bed. It was not an antidote, but it could increase a person's physical strength in a very short period of time.Yuezheng likes to carry this on his body at ordinary times, it can prolong his life and give him the ability to escape when he is in danger.

After a while, the skeleton on the bed really woke up coughing, he opened his eyes slightly to look at Yue Zheng, and then suddenly widened, anyone could see his surprise from his eyes.

"Zheng'er?"

Yue Zheng looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Are you awake?"

After a pause, he continued, "How can I save you?"

Wang Xiaojian secretly thought: Yuezheng is a man with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, with a disgusting and kind face. Hearing his tone, he thought he hated his father so much, but he came to save people eagerly.

King Yan was really happy, and struggled to sit up from the bed, but his body was too weak, so he had no choice but to continue lying on the bed, "I have no regrets if you can come to save me."

Yuezheng frowned at the loveless message in his words, and he bent down, "Tell me, how can I save you."

"I……"

"You can't die yet. It's a mess outside now. Do you want to watch Yan Guo change his surname to Murong?" After a pause, he continued, "Don't think I'll clean up the mess for you. I'm here today just to borrow Zhaoyun Sword. I don't care about other things at all, and I don't care about other people at all."

Hearing his indifferent words, Wang Xiaojian couldn't help but think of Baibu who had been left behind by him since he entered the city. He didn't know what he was like, might he have been arrested?But Yue Zheng really didn't seem to care at all.

Wang Xiaojian suddenly became suspicious of his evaluation of Yuezheng's "cold outside and hot inside". Maybe this guy is really a heartless person, and he can do what he just said.

King Yan also seemed to be stunned by his extremely indifferent tone, and after a long while he smiled wryly and said: "You child... I am poisoned by Murong, I don't know which one it is, if I didn't discover it early I'm afraid it's already gone."

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the room, and Yue Zheng's hair rose slightly, King Yan's eyes widened, "Zheng'er, your hair..."

Knowing what he was going to ask, Yuezheng said calmly: "It's the reason for the unfeeling swordsmanship...that is, only the Murong family has the antidote, right?"

"probably."

"Where's Yannan? I remember that he likes you very much." When mentioning his other younger brother, Yue Zheng's tone was still cold, but Wang Xiaojian was still keenly aware of the softness in his tone.Um?It seems that Yuezheng is more concerned about this younger brother named Yannan?

"He was sent to the border by Murong Xi long ago." King Yan's words were full of helplessness.

Yue Zheng nodded, "It seems that Murong Xi doesn't want Yan Nan to interfere in these matters."

"Yes. He is her own son and the crown prince, but his thinking is completely different from hers." When mentioning the second son, King Yan's tone was a little subconsciously pampering. It seemed that he loved the second son very much, "Yes Now, have you seen your brothers?"

Yue Zheng raised his eyebrows, and said, "I met Yan Nan a long time ago, and today I see Yan Mo for the first time."

Needless to say, knowing that today's encounter was not pleasant, King Yan did not continue to ask.

"Do you want to put away the enchantment?" Yuezheng asked, "Or let me take you out first?"

"Take me out." King Yan finally sat up, obviously looking like a skeleton, but his eyes were showing a bit of domineering.

"Scatter the enchantment of Kyoto first."

King Yan was taken aback, and listened attentively, he should be communicating with Zhao Yunjian, a trace of resentment flashed across his face, he slapped the bed and shouted: "Murong, Namoye! I can't spare you!"

This roar was full of anger, and spread far away, Murong Xi's face turned pale, and he almost couldn't stand still.Yan Mo quickly supported her.

Only the Murong family knew about the emperor's house arrest. The Murong family secretly transferred their own bodyguards to the capital, transferred all the emperor's confidants away, and put the hundreds of families who knew the truth under house arrest. They only waited for the world to change hands. Announce the world.Obviously everything went well, but in the end Yuezheng ruined the plan, his head became dizzy and his eyes turned black.

It's over, it's over...

"Mother, as long as they don't leave the palace, there is still time for everything." At the critical moment, Yan Mo held her tightly.She collected herself, calmed down her violent heartbeat, and couldn't stop comforting herself to calm herself down.

That's right, as long as the emperor didn't leave the palace, there was still time for everything. She looked around, and found that the dead and wounded people she brought had lost their combat effectiveness, and only the people of the national teacher were still fine.And the terrifying power of this man can definitely kill the people inside here.

"National teacher! You must help us!" She staggered to Na Maya and grabbed his clothes, "You must not let them get out alive, otherwise you will also be punished by the nine clans!"

"Zhu Jiu Clan?" The man in red showed a sinister smile, Murong Xi's body froze, and quickly withdrew his hand and took two steps back as if he had been scalded.But the man in red took a step forward, and said in a cold tone, "Back then, our Rouran was wiped out by your country of Yan!"

Murong Xi felt that the man's eyes were like a poisonous snake, and he was the frog that was stared at by the snake and could not escape.The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, almost jumping out of the mouth.

The national teacher in red finally turned his gaze away, and Murong Xi fell to the ground immediately.

But at this moment, the barrier over Kyoto disappeared!

"Who is that national teacher?" In Changning Palace, Yue Zheng asked.

King Yan frowned, "I only know his name is Namaya, I don't know anything else..."

"Oh? I heard that you trust him a lot?" The implication is that you are out of your mind to trust a person who only knows his name.

King Yan couldn't believe it, he rubbed his temples and said, "I don't know why, I just trust him..."

Yue Zheng was silent, it seems that there are many crooked ways in this National Teachers Association.

"He said he was my uncle."

King Yan suddenly raised his head, with a look of extreme astonishment on his face, he stammered: "He said... he, he is your uncle?"

Yue Zheng nodded.

King Yan seemed to be caught in a chaotic memory, the expression on his face was distorted, as if he was enduring great pain, the man from the Western Regions had a silhouette, a face that always gave people a sense of familiarity, and when he was angry, he turned into a Green eyes... are completely characteristic of the Rouran family, why didn't they notice it at that time?

No, I don't believe I can't fail to notice, he must have used some method to confuse me and make me trust him so much.

After a while, King Yan gasped and said: "Yes, when Rouran exterminated the clan, there was another prince who survived besides Xin'er, and he was not in the palace at that time...Xin'er has been looking forward to him coming to pick her up."

Xin'er is Yuezheng's mother, Na Lanxin.Yue Zheng smiled, but said nothing.

King Yan hugged his head, as if trying to resist some force, his breath became heavier and heavier, sweat dripped from his forehead one by one, and his eyes were wide open.

Seeing that he seemed unable to survive, Yue Zheng stepped forward and pinched his fingers, and transmitted some spiritual power from the fingertips.

King Yan's body trembled a few times, then froze suddenly, and then softened as if he had lost his strength.

"Damn it! He turned out to be the remnant of Rouran! He is the Eighth Prince Namoye!"

He finally remembered.

Yue Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he really was his uncle... Ridiculous!

"Let's go." He hugged King Yan.King Yan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to be hugged by his son, he was a little embarrassed, "Zhaoyun sword is under me..."

Yue Zheng followed his instructions and looked over, and saw a silver sword on the bed where he had just been lying on. The whole body seemed to be made of sterling silver, with intricate patterns carved on it, shining brightly.

With a groan, Wang Xiaojian ran out of the scabbard and flew over Zhaoyun Sword, curiously said: "This is Zhaoyun Sword? It looks so ordinary."

Yuezheng picked up the sword in the posture of hugging someone, and said flatly: "It's much better than you."

Wang Xiaojian: QAQ

Am I being rejected again?

So dejectedly, he flew back into the scabbard on Yuezheng's waist, "You don't want to see me like that? You hurt me every time."

A smile appeared on Yuezheng's face, "Yes."

Wang Xiaojian:! ! !

King Yan was stunned by Yue Zheng's smile just now. It turns out that the eldest son can laugh.The eldest son has been very indifferent since he was a child, and he is not close to anyone.Back then, a fortune teller had counted his fate, saying that he was a lone star from the sky, and was born to overcome others.Later, Concubine Lan died, and at that time he was so heartbroken that he blamed him for the crime, and sent him away after listening to Namaya's words.At that time, Taoist Tianyang of the Hanhai Yunzong happened to pass by and said that he had outstanding aptitude and was suitable for cultivating immortals, so he was allowed to practice in the Hanhai Yunzong... Later he regretted it, after all

He is the only flesh and blood of himself and Xin'er in this world...

But this son no longer needs him and will never meet him.

Yue Zheng didn't care what he was thinking, as soon as he flew out of Changning Palace, he was surrounded by countless vines.

"Leave the Zhaoyun Sword!"

The masked man in black blocked his way. Behind them, the red figure was like a red nightmare, no longer suppressing himself, exuding a strong devilish aura!

The demonic energy was overwhelming, and when viewed from a distance, it was like a group of violently burning flames, covering the entire palace and heading straight into the sky!

Yuezheng has never seen such a violent demonic energy in his 21 years of life.It was only in an instant that he judged that he was no match for this person at all, and that he was able to survive from his hands just now was indeed because of the mercy of the other party.