Li Huowang slowly walked on the way back from the court, and he was still thinking about the scene just now.

It is hard to imagine that a normal person's belly can be so big with elixirs.

Thinking of his previous identity, one can imagine what he took so many pills to do.

In Li Huowang's impression, many emperors took pills to seek immortality, and I'm afraid the same was true in this world.

"Even Dan Yangzi, an illiterate person, wants to become an immortal. As the strongest ruler of Daliang, he will probably only be even more powerful, right?" Li Huowang said in his heart.

"But people are greedy for life and fear of death, which is also human nature, but"

Li Huowang still remembers that in order to find the medicine for immortality, Xu Fu took away five hundred boys and girls. In this completely crazy world, it was really hard for him to imagine what step the Emperor Daliang would do.

Gradually, Li Huowang came back to the towering palace wall, looked inside, guessing what kind of scene it would be in the palace.

When he noticed that the guards on the palace wall had swept over vigilantly, Li Huowang shook his head and turned around and walked towards the prison.

No matter what horrible things were happening here at this moment, they had nothing to do with me anyway. Since my errand was finished, I should have let Cao Baihu cure Baihu.

It was still the closed and depressed underground prison. When he saw Li Huowang coming back, Cao Baihu smiled very much, "Oh? Brother Erjiu is back? Tell me carefully what happened along the way."

Of course, there is nothing to avoid in this kind of thing. Li Huowang quickly retells everything he has experienced. "Cao Baihu, I'm done with it, please help me."

"Yeah, this is naturally easy to say." Cao Baihu, who was smiling, reached out and touched his arms, and a black painted coffin the size of a forearm was pushed into front of Li Huowong.

I don’t know if Li Huowang was too sensitive. Looking at the big red longevity character on the coffin, he felt that the coffin was dead. It seemed that there was a dead person lying inside.

Looking at the coffin, Li Huowang immediately recalled that the dense dead sheep under the Qingqiu were also feeling the same.

"This thing is definitely not from a military strategist, it is from another sect." Li Huowang confirmed this idea without hesitation. The difference between this thing and a military strategist is too big, it is completely two opposites.

"Dede" Cao Baihu put his fingers covered with thick calluses on the table and knocked them. "Holding this coffin and opening three breaths to the man can drive away the evil spirit on the man's body. Remember, it must be three breaths, and it won't work even more."

"It's so simple?" Li Huowang reached out to take the black painted coffin, and felt unexpectedly light in weight, not like wood, but more like paper lake.

"Haha, how difficult is it to enter the body? Otherwise, I can't get rid of my body, so I just raised my hand." Cao Baihu said contemptuously and picked up a bowl of wine and took a sip.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and an inexplicable aura surged directly from the ground, which made Li Huowang's goosebumps stand up involuntarily.

Obviously, this movement was caused by things imprisoned underground.

"Damn it! Dogma!" The irritable Cao Baihu smashed the bowl hard on the table, picked up the straight knife beside him, and strode towards the prison door in the distance. "I have something important to do, so I won't leave you anymore. Just send it back after using up this coffin. I don't want to pick it up specifically."

When Li Huowang walked out of the prison, he felt a sense of unreality inexplicably. He looked at the coffin in his hand and said in his heart: "It's that simple? Is this how can Bai Lingmiao be transformed back?"

"Are these people lying to me? They are all in the same group? They already know Xinsu's identity?" This crazy idea came out of Li Huowang's mind, making him feel cold all over.

His expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, his Tong Kong suddenly shrank slightly and looked at everything around him. At this moment, it seemed that everything around him, the roof, stone lion, floor tiles, everything was full of malice.

After pausing for a while, Li Huowang, who was standing there, calmed down, stood there in his arms with the coffin, and carefully sorted out the whole thing several times in his mind.

After a long time, Li Huowang let out a long sigh. "No, no, they should not know my identity for the time being, otherwise they would not let me approach the palace with such restlessness."

Li Huowang found that it seemed that he was thinking complicated. Since military strategists drive evil spirits, they can naturally release and retract. Maybe this is just a small matter.

"I got the thing and then..." Li Huowang put the coffin in his arms and walked towards the inn with a serious expression.

When Li Huowang pushed open the door of his guest room, Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting in front of a bronze mirror, was holding an iron comb and combing his hair with black water.

"What are you doing?"

"Using a lead comb soaked in vinegar to make the hair black, it will make it look ugly."

Looking at Bai Lingmiao's back, Li Huowang took a deep breath and took out the small coffin from his arms.

He had just spent money to try it out with someone, and this thing really has a way to remove the evil spirits from people.

Bai Lingmiao also saw what was in his hand through the bronze mirror. "What is that? The coffin?"

As Li Huowang made a move, his fingernails clenched the coffin board and opened it hard at Bai Lingmiao.

An extremely strange suction force emerged from the coffin, and it sucked away the entanglement, guilt and worry in Li Huowang's heart at an extremely fast speed.

Li Huowang even felt that Beifeng's way of getting rid of the hallucinations had become insignificant, and the coffin was sucking away the support point of his life.

"One, two, three!" He suddenly closed the coffin cover, and Li Huowang looked at Bai Lingmiao in front of him as fast as possible.

The vinegar-filled lead comb slowly fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. Li Huowang looked at Bai Lingmiao and turned around slowly, looked at himself in surprise, and tears fell silently from his cheeks.

When he saw the familiar Bai Lingmiao coming back, Li Huowang rushed up tremblingly and hugged her, bursting into tears in his eyes.

After being excited for a while, Li Huowang released his arms and looked at Bai Lingmiao in front of him again, "How do you feel now? Do you feel any discomfort? Tell me if you have any!"

Bai Lingmiao, who was tearful, did not say a word, reached out to touch the purple-seared sword on Li Huowang's back.

When Li Huowang quickly pressed it with his hands, Bai Lingmiao's eyes were filled with resentment and deep pain.
Chapter completed!