The old man waved his hand, and Xiong Cang had no choice but to say, "Then I'll prepare some food. I'll use it when the young master wakes up...and you, you can't go without eating at all these days."
"Well, that's pretty much it!"
They are also worried here, but it won't make any difference. It's better for them to go to different places to avoid Ling Xuewei's distraction.
After Feng Ming got the news, he didn't stay too long and went back first.
Halfway through, I turned around and went to Fushen Biju.
"How did you come?"
Yin Yan still had no good expression towards Feng Ming, after all, this guy kidnapped his most beloved disciple.
However, compared to the cold disregard before, Yin Yan was at least willing to talk to Feng Ming.
Feng Ming didn't mind Yin Yan's attitude, "Xuewei is in seclusion and it's a critical moment. The old man is protecting her. I think everything will be fine."
"I know." Yin Yan replied coldly and stopped talking. Feng Ming also had a look, knowing that this person didn't want to see him, so he told Xuewei's situation and left.
Looking at the direction where Feng Ming left, Yin Yan frowned, and then looked in the direction of Xuesongmeiju. It turned out that the light was the girl repairing her spiritual energy. I wonder what the situation is now?
Thinking of Ling Xuewei... Yin Yan's mood was quite complicated.
Yin Xue told Yin Yan about Ling Xuewei's situation. After being seriously injured, her Dantian was damaged and she lost all her spiritual power. In the mysterious world, once her Dantian is damaged, she is declared dead.
Especially at Ling Xuewei's age and status, she is destined not to be able to do whatever she wants like ordinary people.
Although he didn't know what method Ye Xiutian used, he knew that the dangers involved in restoring spiritual power must be extraordinary.
Hey, I hope I can get through this difficulty smoothly.
Otherwise, once that girl is injured, I really don’t know what will happen to Yan’er.
…
Ye Moyan received the spiritual message, got up and walked to the window.
Looking into the void, it seems that through there I can see the cedar and plum trees that are beyond the external force.
His eyebrows were furrowed, and a hint of worry flashed deep in his eyes.
Even Yue Qing, who was close to him, didn't notice how nervous he was at this moment.
"Emperor, several ministers have arrived and are waiting in the meeting hall."
"Um."
Ye Moyan turned around and headed to the political meeting hall.
His face became increasingly grim.
…
Five days in a row.
The halo that shrouded the Cedar Plum Residence has not dissipated, and Xiong Cang kept pacing outside anxiously, his worry getting deeper and deeper.
At this moment, Ling Xuewei's mental power was in front of a huge barrier. At a glance, there was no end in sight. It was endless. Her mental power turned into a sharp blade and hit the 'wall', but it could only leave a shallow trace.
Suddenly, a majestic and turbulent golden power surged out of the body, and the exhausted mental power reached its peak with a roar!
“The golden butterflies are in full bloom!”
The surging power returned to the body, making Ling Xuewei feel as if she was at her peak, hitting the wall hard with her majestic power!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise and an explosion!
"Pillar of Nirvana!"
"The Great Desolate Prisoner's Finger!"
"Sacrifice to heaven!"
The eighteen divine tactics of chaos were used one by one.
The whole world seemed to be shaking violently.
collapse.
Outside, Ling Xuewei's cheeks were soaked with sweat. Bai Ze squatted next to Ling Xuewei and wiped her sweat, with worry in his eyes.
The formation suddenly began to fluctuate violently, and Ye Xiutian's face changed slightly. Knowing that it was the last critical moment, he hurriedly cheered up and protected her.
"Come on, girl! Never give up until the last moment!"
Ling Xuewei's expression in the halo became more and more serious.
Impact, continue.
****
At this moment, the realm of Cang Yun.
Burning Heaven Sect.
"Yier, this is..."
Duan Zuocheng looked at the contents of the black box on the ground, unable to conceal his surprise.
He reached out and took out a silver ball-shaped object. It was cold to the touch and had a unique metallic texture. It was obviously not an ordinary object.
"Master, be careful. This thing is very dangerous. Look here..."
There was a crisp click sound, and Wu Yi demonstrated how to use it. After listening to it, even the well-informed Duan Zuocheng couldn't help but feel a little interested.
And this interest turned into solemnity after witnessing the power of this thing with his own eyes.
"Yier, is this thing really sent by her?"
"yes."
"Well, I know it, my master. This matter will be kept secret for the time being. Don't let anyone know except me."
I'm afraid this is what attracted the covetousness of the demons and the Diming Palace. No wonder those two dangerous people wanted to get that girl Xuewei no matter what. Before, he always thought it was because of Ye Emperor, but now it seems
, does not seem to be the case.
For someone else, it would be too late to cover up such an important thing, but this girl actually gave it to them, and even gave it in such a huge amount... I'm afraid it was for the sake of Yi'er and the deceased Yan Xiaozi.
"Two-thirds of the quantity here is to be sent to Shuiyue Pavilion and Haomiao."
"Well, then you can set off immediately. Don't worry about matters within the sect."
"Disciple, please retire."
Wu Yi left, Duan Zuocheng put the things into the spiritual ring and sighed in his heart.
Gongsun Yan sacrificed himself for Ling Xuewei, but now Ling Xuewei does not hesitate to risk exposing her secret by sending such a precious thing. Thinking about it, she doesn't know who owes it to whom.
"A bad fate, a bad fate..."
Duan Zuocheng couldn't help but sigh.
****
"This thing is not yours."
Sheng Haomiao looked at the things in front of him, his voice slightly cold.
Wu Yi was silent.
Sheng Haomiao picked up the silver-textured laser gun and said, "Did that woman ask you to send it? I'm afraid she is the only one in the world who has this kind of thing. You treat your brother as a fool, do you think I can't guess it without telling you?"
"The vastness..."
"Don't call me brother!"
Sheng Haomiao jumped up excitedly and threw the laser gun back into the box, "She thought these small favors could buy me off? Offset her sins? She married someone else before her body was cold. I will never forgive her in my life!"
I don’t want these things! Take them away!”
"Haomiao, A Yan is not dead."
"So what? Even if you are not dead, there is only a trace of consciousness left, and you are still missing. What is the difference between this and death? Don't forget, we didn't even bring back A Yan's bones. She was the culprit.
!”
"Important!"
"Okay, don't try to persuade me, I won't accept these things! Just take them away!"
After saying this, Sheng Haomiao walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
When passing by Wu Yi, Sheng Haomiao was grabbed by Wu Yi.
Wu Yi said, "I understand the hatred in your heart. I only have one sentence: No matter what, I hope you will think more about the sect and disciples behind you."
He didn't want to feel the pain of watching people around him die.
Sheng Haomiao had a meal.
Wu Yi turned around and left.
He was the only one left in the room.
The setting sun stretched his figure very long, revealing a bit of sadness and loneliness.
****
Spirit world.
The holy and majestic temple of the soul.
At this moment, thousands of monks gathered.
The crowd is crowded, and the strong ones are like clouds.
From their bodies, powerful and majestic auras flickered in and out.