On the other side, Aguqin and Nazha rushed in first from outside the temple.
After that, there were Hanshuangyue, Liu Ziqing, Lan Ziyan and Xiangling.
"Oops, Mr. Song's Tianwu bloodline is completely out of control. If this continues, he will become a demon."
Seeing Song Yiming's current state, Xiangling had no time to think about it.
She directly drew out the last ice poisonous insect she carried with her and introduced it into Song Yiming's body when Song Yiming was unprepared.
The next moment, the Ice Gu released the power of ice, suppressing the out-of-control Tianwu bloodline in Song Yiming's body.
But just by suppressing it, Song Yiming's current internal situation is more complicated than before.
Ice Gu worms alone can no longer be completely suppressed. .??.??
At this moment, Song Yiming groaned and regained a little bit of consciousness.
Originally, his physical condition had entered the final calm period, but now it has been broken again.
However, he waved his hand to signal everyone not to chase Tsukino Nai and Xu Zihao, but it was all in vain.
But at least at this moment, he successfully prevented the shadow's conspiracy.
"Lord Saint..."
When Aguqin and Nazha saw the seriously injured silver-haired saint, their faces turned pale.
The two girls rushed to the silver-haired saint and helped her up.
"I'm fine..."
"Child, I finally see you!"
The silver-haired saint waved her hands and looked at Song Yiming.
"Are you a saint from the Loulan tribe?"
Although it was the first time for Song Yiming to see this silver-haired saint, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"I am not only the saint of the Loulan tribe, but also your grandmother."
The silver-haired saint's eyes revealed a hint of kindness.
"You are grandma!"
Song Yiming's body couldn't help but tremble.
Everyone else also found it incredible.
Because Song Yiming's grandma looks too young.
Except for her silver hair, she looks like a young girl.
"I know you may not be able to accept it for a while."
"Actually, I am also very ashamed, both for your father and for you..."
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"It was my decision back then that caused the consequences today!"
"Your father is just like me. A well-intentioned decision led to fate repeating itself again."
"It doesn't even allow you to choose your own destiny."
The silver-haired saint sighed.
"I didn't expect that I still have blood relatives in this world."
"grandmother!"
Song Yiming was also a little excited and shouted directly.
"My good grandson..."
The silver-haired saint couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
But the next moment, the silver-haired saint spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"Grandma...you have been poisoned by neurotoxin..."
Song Yiming immediately stepped forward and noticed that the poison was spreading continuously on the body of the silver-haired saint.
"I come!"
Liu Ziqing immediately used green needles to seal the acupuncture points on the silver-haired saint's body.
"Can you control the toxin?"
Song Yiming looked at Liu Ziqing.
"I'll try...but it will be very troublesome without an antidote."
"At most it can only save your life!"
Liu Ziqing responded.
"Xu Zihao!"
"This is all my fault, I should have come earlier..."
Song Yiming's eyes suddenly became filled with anger, and at the same time, he also blamed himself.
"Grandson, you don't have to be like this, life and death are your destiny!"
"I have lived for a long time, and life and death have long been indifferent to me..."
The silver-haired saint also consoled her.
"I will take you to Yanjing immediately and find a way to prepare an antidote..."
It was impossible for Song Yiming to just watch the grandma he had just met, separated from each other forever.
"I can't leave here."
The silver-haired saint shook her head.
"Why?"
Song Yiming was a little excited.
"Because from the moment I became a saint, my fate was doomed."
"My duty is to protect this place until the next saint appears..."
The silver-haired saint replied calmly.
"I don't care what fate happens, I must save you..."
Song Yiming insisted.
"Brother Song, the Holy Lady cannot leave here. Once she leaves, she will not be able to maintain her current appearance."
"She has become one with this place and these past saint kings."
"This is why we in Loulan can always maintain our heritage."
Aguqin also said with some pain.
If the saint leaves, she may really not be able to survive.
"Yi Ming, she may be right, your grandma's breath is indeed very strange..."
"I can't feel the anger of a living person at all..."
"Although she is alive, what continues her life is the aura of this place..."
Liu Ziqing had already noticed it when she sealed the acupuncture points on the silver-haired saint's body.
It has to be said that the secret technique of the Loulan tribe has surpassed human cognition.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't die easily."
"Child, I have a lot to say to you..."
"But your physical condition is more complicated than imagined."
The silver-haired saint said weakly.
"Then let's go out first!"
"Originally outsiders are not allowed to come in here, but due to special circumstances just now..."
"The situation outside may also require your help..."
Aguqin said immediately.
"Yiming, you stay with your grandma, and we go out to eliminate those people from Haiguo..."
After Liu Ziqing finished speaking, she and the other girls left with Aguqin and the others.
Because these people thought that maybe Song Yiming's grandmother could help Song Yiming.
Maybe all problems are solved.
Song Yiming helped the silver-haired saint sit aside.
"You and your father look quite similar...especially between the eyebrows..."
"And your bloodline is even more pure than your father's."
The silver-haired saint muttered a few words at first.
"In order to find me, your father broke into the Loulan Holy Land all by himself."
"And now you also have his shadow."
The silver-haired saint looked at Song Yiming in front of her and thought of the scene when she first met Bai Emperor.
"But what's the difference between the Loulan clan's bloodline and the Tianwu bloodline?"
"No, there have always been two terrible bloodline inheritances in the original Tianwu Kingdom."
"One is the Han clan bloodline, and the other is the Tianwu bloodline, which is called the Loulan bloodline."
"They rely on each other for inheritance..."
"The Han clan bloodline exists to protect, and the Tianwu bloodline exists to destroy."
The silver-haired saint explained.
"Some people once thought that the Han people restricted the destiny of the Tianwu people, so they killed all the Han people. This is a tragedy."
"And there should be no one with pure Han clan blood in the world now. I have never been able to find the next saint girl!"
"Then what is the key to Loulan's protection..."
Song Yiming reacted immediately.
After all, that was the purpose of Xu Zihao's trip.
No one knows what's inside that statue?
"It seems you already know."
"Actually, there is no key in this world. The pure blood of the Han clan is the key."
"It's just that having the key alone is not enough, you also need to have the power to open the door. That is the power of Tianwu bloodline."
"Having both, you can open the inner door of the statue."
The silver-haired saint gave a truth.
"So what's inside?"
"Did my father ever open it?"
Song Yiming immediately cleared his mind.
This chapter has been completed!