Live dismantling routines

Han Yanghao himself is here, so it is definitely not a surprise that the skypeeping mirror under his control will just block the two people's line of sight. It probably means "almost enough, hurry up and end this meaningless stare at each other." .

Ji Wenyuan took over the control of Skypeeping Mirror and moved it aside: "I wonder if I can check the physical condition of Her Highness the Princess first?"

Layman Linyuan stared at him for a while, and after a while, he pulled his lips and showed a mocking smile: "Of course."

So Ji Wenyuan, who had obtained permission, stepped forward to Princess Shaole's bedside.

More than three months of bedridden life made the already frail Princess Shaole even more haggard. Her sunken cheeks and pale complexion made her look like a dying patient.But even so, Ji Wenyuan could tell that Princess Shaole must have been a great beauty before, and the exquisite facial features inherited from the previous queen gave her the capital of pride.

Just looking at this sickly and harmless posture, I can't imagine how savage this person is usually.

Ji Wenyuan looked down at her for a moment, with his palm hanging on his forehead, a light like smoke and mist floated down, quietly covering Princess Shaole's whole body.

Losing both vitality and blood, life was cut off, like a dying old man, but was forced to continue his life with fetishes, and the lifeline was reconnected...

However, this is actually completely index and not the root cause.

Princess Shaole's body has lost all vitality after being sucked away by the fox demon. Even if she took the candle dragon's beard which contains divine power, it was just covered with a thick layer of lacquer on the outside of the rotten wood. It looks glamorous, but in the eyes of knowledgeable people, there is no possibility of rescue.

No, it's not that there's no way out, it's just that Princess Shaole will surely die if she is treated with the "natives of this world".

Although it is said in the plot that Layman Linyuan can save the princess with the blood of Zhulong, in fact, there is nothing in the whole script from beginning to end to prove the correctness of this statement - Zhulong is a god with the same life span as heaven and earth in this world. , its power is not comparable to other creatures.From ancient times to the present, no one has ever been able to injure Candle Dragon, let alone obtain its blood.

What's more, based on the calculation of the efficacy of the candle dragon's beard, the candle dragon's blood contains more energy at best. For ordinary people, it is almost impossible to use such a huge power for their own use.The so-called deficiency cannot be supplemented, if Princess Shaole is given the blood of the candle dragon, her sudden death is the most likely situation that will happen.

"How about it, fellow Daoist Yingshan, do you have any suggestions?"

Ji Wenyuan straightened up and looked back at Lay Linyuan, his expression was still calm and gentle as usual.Instead of answering, he asked instead: "I wonder what method the national teacher wants to use?"

The smile on Layman Linyuan's lips deepened, and his upturned phoenix eyes became more dangerous and alluring, but he just looked at him quietly and didn't answer.

The barrage that had been blank for a long time on the sky-peeping mirror next to it finally began to appear sporadically:

【Huh?Why did you just ask so directly?Didn't you say that you learned about it from the fellows who discussed the national division? 】

[Wow, so direct? 】

[Is there really no problem to ask directly?You can't change the plot directly before the death node, right? 】

But at this moment, neither Ji Wenyuan paid attention to the barrage.

It is true that Ying Shanzibai finally learned about the matter of Zhulong from the fellow who discussed the national teacher, but it is impossible for him to come to treat the princess today without asking Linyuan layman about the treatment plan.Moreover, Layman Linyuan is wary of the descendants of Yunxu Mountain, so it is definitely impossible to confess so easily.

Sure enough, layman Linyuan said: "Fellow Daoist Yingshan, there is no other way, so you decided to ask me for help?"

Ji Wenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him silently for a while, shook his head and said: "Pindao currently has no cure for the princess's disease, so I can only use the secret technique of Yunxu Mountain to hang the princess' life. If the national teacher has any method , that would be the best."

"I have my own plans." Layman Linyuan smiled, "But since you have secret techniques available, you can do whatever you want."

Ji Wenyuan was silent for a moment after hearing the words, and his expression gradually turned cold, but he still didn't say anything, turned his back to him and began to cast spells to hang the princess.

[emmm...why do I feel that the atmosphere between these two people is not right when they meet? 】

【I was almost choked to death by the smell of fire and medicine】

[Choked to death by the smell of fire and medicine +1]

[Could this be acting? 】

[Is it just me who can't understand this development?woo woo woo QAQ]

Yunxushan's secret technique can only lock the princess's lost energy and slow her down the pace of death, but it doesn't help much fundamentally.But obviously the national teacher refused to disclose his treatment methods to Ying Shan Zibai, and he had deliberately avoided mentioning this topic several times.

However, it was his evasive attitude that aroused Ying Shan Zibai's vigilance.

So for the next three days, Ying Shan Zibai ended his life as an otaku squatting in his room, and deliberately went in and out with the other three Taoist priests in the Crane Immortal Hall.He was not good at words, so he didn't ask for trouble to make stereotypes, but just listened to their chat silently.

The hard work paid off, and finally, at noon on the third day, after Ying Shanzibai had finished eating with them, he heard the three of them talk about the national teacher: "Hey, before I entered the palace, I didn't know that there were such gods as the national teacher in the world." Existence is really ignorant."

Another person answered: "Why did Fellow Daoist Taihe say that? We are not as powerful as the national teacher, but we are not much inferior."

The person before sighed: "No, fellow Taoist Qing Lan, you have no way to see the national teacher. The poor Taoist entered the palace before the national teacher, but he was helpless about the princess's situation. But the national teacher easily used candles Use the power of the dragon's beard for your own use, and forcibly renew the life string of the dying..."

"Fellow Daoist speak carefully." The remaining person interrupted him, "People in the royal family should not be criticized, be careful not to speak out."

Taoist Taihe was startled, then turned around, shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

Ji Wenyuan heard the "candle dragon" in his words, and immediately became alert, interjected: "So, the national teacher is going to use the power of the candle dragon to continue the life of the princess?"

Taoist Taihe nodded and sighed: "But it's not that easy, Zhulong won't be born for a long time..."

Ji Wenyuan pursed his lips, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Ordinary people don't know, so how could he, as a descendant of Yunxu Mountain, not know?Zhulong is an innate god. According to legend, he has a human face and a dragon's body, holding a candle in his mouth, and his body is more than a thousand miles long.When you open your eyes, the sky is bright, and when you close your eyes, the sky and the earth are dark; when you breathe out, it is summer, and when you breathe out, it is winter...

The mighty power of Zhulong is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and offending such an existence will inevitably bring great disasters to the world.

Ying Shan Zibai had been taught by Yun Xushan in fraternity since he was a child, he was very kind and benevolent, he couldn't help but watch the common people suffer from this innocent disaster.After returning to his room, he felt uneasy, as if there was something suppressed in his heart that made him restless.Just as he was planning to seek advice from the emperor, he suddenly inadvertently glanced at the sky-peeping mirror floating beside him——

【Hurry up!Record it record it! 】

【Kneel down to the big guy for his godlike acting skills orz】

[Upstairs, thank you for sending me a copy of the video! ! 】

【ah!Look at the perfect micro-expression changes, look at the natural and unaffected anxious eyes, the boss is indeed a boss! 】

【→_→Upstairs, please stop flattering me. 】

【Ahhhhhhh teaching video ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh】

[Mama, I saw the actor! 】

Ji Wenyuan: "..."

Seeing that he suddenly stared at the sky-peeping mirror and stopped moving, the bullet screen was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and it was completely blank after a few seconds.Ji Wenyuan seemed to be able to see through the sky-peeping mirror the faces of those little brats pretending to be cute in fear, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

But in fact, he still didn't smile. After a pause of two seconds, he finally moved his gaze away and brought himself into Ying Shan Zibai's state again.

He got up abruptly, strode out of the room, the door of the room was slammed and clanged, but the owner of the room disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But it seemed that God was deliberately preventing him from meeting Emperor Ning Heng. Just as he had just left the gate of the Crane Immortal Palace, a figure in a gold-rimmed costume stood in front of him.

Ji Wenyuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at this handsome young man without saying a word.

Layman Linyuan still had that unsatisfactory smile on his face as always, and stared into his eyes with folded arms, with a light tone that made people panic: "Fellow Daoist Yingshan, where are you going, why don't you talk to me?" ?”