Ning Ling sat blankly in the garden, looking at the withered yellow in front of her. After the formation stopped operating, the transplanted spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs withered one after another.

Of course, the most precious part was poached in various names before the Holy Palace was closed, leaving behind eye-catching and ugly pits.

Sister Lan Lan's condition is getting worse and worse, and I'm afraid she can't hold on for too long. Thinking of this, Ning Ling's heart is filled with sorrow and bitterness, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Your Highness... What kind of scene would it be if you were still alive... But everything is irreversible, and it is destined to be just a fantasy... Perhaps when Sister Lan left, she should end her life at some point.

When his thoughts were dark and low, a heavy voice came. Ning Ling was stunned for a moment before raising her head, her slightly red eyes rounded.

This sound...although she hasn't heard it for decades, she still remembers it freshly... The palace gate was opened...

One after another, from far to near, all the way to the deepest part of the Holy Uterus. The Demonic Way has issued a sealed order. Who dares to open it against it? Is it...

A thought came out of her heart, Ning Ling suddenly stood up, lifted her long skirt and ran towards the palace gate. Her mind was inspiring, and she even forgot to urge her cultivation. When she ran to the last palace gate, she was already panting and sweat was covered with her forehead.

Bang-

Bang-

The clear sound of footsteps echoed in the long corridor. Ning Ling's eyes suddenly felt sour and tears rolled down, but she still widened her eyes and looked at the closed palace gate.

The palace gate that had been closed for decades slowly opened, and the dust fell down and was swept into the sky by the wind.

A black robe figure appeared in front of Ning Ling. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and her feet fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

He raised his hand to pull down the black robe, Qin Yu's lips moved and showed a smile, "Don't cry, I'm back."

...

The mysterious black-robed monk broke into the Holy womb!

The news was like a big rock falling, and instantly caused storm waves in the lake of Dongyang City. Especially the person who took action mercilessly suppressed the true demon guards who guarded the Holy Uterus, which was undoubtedly a provocation to the demon path.

Absolutely unforgivable!

The face of the Lord of Dongyang was ashen, "Call the masters in the mansion and take this person down, and you will be alive and die!" He was about to be the Lord of the City, and just when he was about to show his performance, the outbreak of this incident was undoubtedly a huge stain.

What's more, now there is a debate in the devil's way of establishing a new Holy Son, who is carrying the task of suppressing the Holy Woman and trying to completely disappear into everyone's attention.

The city lord was furious, and the city lord's mansion reacted unprecedentedly quickly. Dozens of masters soared into the sky and rushed straight to the Holy Palace with great momentum.

All forces in the city, even earlier than the city lord's mansion, were informed of the accident in the Holy Palace, and sent eyeliners to follow behind.

The new Holy Son is fighting fiercely for his title, and the demonic path is in full swing. Suddenly someone breaks into the Holy Woman, and no one is sure whether there is any hidden truth.

...

Ning Ling pushed open the hall door. Even though he lived in the sunny direction, the sunlight shone through the window, but the hall still gave people a dark and cold feeling.

There was a strong smell of medicine residue floating in the air, and it seemed that the sound of the door was heard. Behind the thick curtain, a weak sound sounded, "Ning Ling? Please pour me a glass of water."

In a simple sentence, it seemed as if she had exhausted all her strength, and a series of rapid coughs rang out, echoing in the empty hall.

Qin Yu raised his hand to stop Ning Ling from speaking. He walked into the hall and found the teapot. He held the water cup and opened the curtain to enter. The light inside became dim, but he still clearly saw the sea blue lying on the bed.

Perhaps because of the rapid cough just now, a trace of abnormal flush appeared on her thin and pale face, and her eyes were slightly closed and her chest was rising and falling rapidly.

Qin Yu paused slightly, and guilt appeared in his calm eyes. He suddenly realized that he seemed too irresponsible, only caring about himself but not making arrangements to follow the people around him.

Taking a breath, Qin Yu quickly stood up a little, sat on the bed, helped Hai Lanlan up, and put the teacup to her mouth.

After drinking all the tea in one sip, Hai Lanlan breathed and calmed down a little. She opened her eyes and smiled slightly, "Ning Ling, it's really a burden to you."

Qin Yu's body froze. His cold and indifferent eyes were now dim and without any luster.

Hai Lanlan noticed something, held her face tightly and showed vigilance, "Aren't you Ning Ling? Where is she? How did you do to her?"

I immediately coughed because of excitement.

Ning Ling, who was crying, hurriedly wiped his eyes, "Sister, I'm here, don't worry!"

Hai Lanlan gasped, "Ning Ling, who is he? How could he be here?"

Without Ning Lin's answer, Qin Yu breathed out and said lightly: "Little Lanlan, but in just a few decades, I can't even remember it. It's really disappointing."

Hai Lanlan suddenly lost her voice, she turned her head at a loss and looked towards the palace gate, as if she was seeking verification.

Ning Ling cried and laughed, "Sister, that's right, Your Highness is back... Your Highness is fine... He is still alive..."

Hai Lanlan trembled and reached out and touched Qin Yu's face. Although she couldn't see her eyes, the face moved into her heart and would never forget it.

"Your Highness... Your Highness... I know you won't die... I've always known..."

In the dark eyes of the sea blue, tears rolled down. She rubbed the palm of Qin Yu's face and suddenly shed powerlessly.

"Sister!" Ning Ling screamed in horror.

Qin Yu pointed at her eyebrows, felt the rapidly dissipating soul aura, and whispered, "Ziyue!"

Buzz —

A purple moon shadow appeared above Qin Yu's head, and wisps of moonlight fell, like a silent drizzle that moistened the objects, sank into the blue body of the sea.

Ning Ling bit her lips and did not dare to make any sound. She looked extremely nervous, afraid that she would see Qin Yu have a bad expression.

After a moment, Qin Yu retracted his fingertips, and the purple moon shadow disappeared, "Don't worry, if I don't let her die, she won't die." He looked up and looked at Ning Ling, "Tell me, why did she suffer such a serious injury?"

Ning Ling rinsed her tears, "It's me, it's all because of me!"

After the Holy Palace was closed, for some reason, Ning Ling suddenly fell seriously ill and was in danger of death. The Holy Palace was plundered and there was no possibility of treatment at all. Hai Lanlan took the risk of contacting the outside world and looked for the possibility of treating Ning Ling through two female officials who also remained in the palace.

After getting the medicine, Ning Ling was pulled back from the Gate of Hell, but for some reason this matter was exposed. During the last time the medicine was taken, two female officials involved were beaten and killed on the spot, and Hai Lanlan ran back to death.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, "Who did it?"

Ning Ling looked hesitant, and at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded outside, and a roar of extreme anger.

"Who dares to break into the forbidden land of the Demonic Way and get out and die!"

Ning Ling's body trembled and her face turned pale, "It's him, it's him!" When Hai Lanlan was injured, she had heard this voice, and she would never remember it wrong even if she died.

Qin Yu put down Hai Lanlan and "stay here to take care of her." He walked towards the outsider.

The sunlight shone outside the hall and was embedded with a circle of gold edges on him. Ning Ling's fear disappeared like a tide.

"Sister, Your Highness is back. No one can hurt us anymore. Everything will be fine... Please wake up early!"

...

The Lord of Dongyang City was furious in his eyes. If his eyes could hurt others, I am afraid that the entire Holy Palace would have been burned to ashes.

Seeing the palace gate that opened wide and reached the deepest point, his face became more and more pale and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Don't you come out? This city lord will force you to show up!"

He raised his hand and was about to wave it, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Are you looking for me?"

The city lord turned around suddenly, and his brows couldn't help but frown, because the person in front of him looked familiar, but was quickly suppressed.

"Traveling into forbidden areas, the serious sins are unforgivable! Come and kill him!"

He must use cold means to warn him that no matter whether the person in front of him is secretly instructed by others, he will die.

But what shocked the city lord was that the masters of the city lord's mansion around him seemed to have been imposed on the body, and they were all frozen in place.

"Why are you standing there? You won't do it!" The city lord roared angrily.

Qin Yu glanced at him, and the monks of the City Lord's Mansion, who were pale and frightened, said lightly: "They dare not. If you want to kill me, you'd better do it yourself."

Suddenly, a master of the City Lord's Mansion knelt down in the void with a "thump" sound, "Holy...His Royal Highness..." His body shook into a sieve.

The city lord's expression changed drastically, and he finally thought of where the familiarity he had just come. His face instantly pale and his eyes turned black.

Holy Son... Holy Son...

"Stop it! His Highness the Holy Son of the Present One has passed away. This is a final conclusion! "The city lord gasped and stared at Qin Yu, "I pretended to be the late Holy Son of the Demonic Way. No matter who you are, you will definitely regret it. Kill him with me!"

boom--

The aura burst out, and the city lord was the first to rush out. Several direct descendants behind him followed him with a little hesitation.

Qin Yu raised his hand and grabbed it forward without expression. The space frozen in an instant. The few people looked like frozen fish, their eyes wide open and filled with fear.

"I killed you not because I offended me, but because I avenged the female official in the palace who was killed by you."

boom--

The frozen space collapsed directly, and then it broke, and there were several frozen city lords. No drop of blood flowed out, because their bodies were crushed into powder as the space collapsed, and their souls were annihilated, erasing all traces in the world!

"His Son, please spare me!" A group of masters from the city lord's mansion knelt down tremblingly.

Qin Yu looked up, his eyes were like cold blades, sweeping away their faces, and slowly spoke, "Tell everyone that I am back alive, let the demon do you give me an explanation."

The low voice, every word, is like a volcano that is about to erupt, conveying a terrifying atmosphere that makes people feel palpitations.

The news is like a plague, and in the shortest time, it spread throughout the small world of the Holy Land of the Demon: the late saint Yao Bin returns to the Holy Uterus!

The devil's way is shocked.

...

Holy Palace.

The demon servant suddenly stood up, and his movements were too big and he turned over the teacup. The hot tea fell on his body, but he seemed to be unaware of anything.

The attendant Demon Sergeant frowned and said in a deep voice: "At this moment, you must be more calm. So what if you choose a new Holy Son? You are the Demon Sergeant, and no one can easily shake your status."
To be continued...