Duanmu Xiu broke into the city gate on horseback and alerted the imperial palace. A large number of palace masters were ordered to leave the palace to arrest him. Even the witch tribe received instructions from the king to assist the guards in catching the assassin. The entire royal city suddenly fell into a highly tense atmosphere.
Duanmu Xiu had just left the Imperial Preceptor's residence when he was intercepted by a large number of imperial guards. They were all the most powerful masters in the South Vietnam Kingdom. It would not be easy to bring them down. But now he was concerned about Xiahou Xiyue's safety.
He had no intention of fighting at all. Just when he was secretly thinking about how to win a quick victory, a group of men in black clothes with masked faces suddenly fell from the sky.
"Leave them to us." A masked man in black made a gesture towards Duanmu Xiu.
It seemed that they were here to help him. Duanmu Xiu couldn't think more and nodded to him, immediately flew away and quickly headed towards the Fushou Hotel.
Xiaoyue, you must not let anything happen to you, just wait for me.
11111
In the secret room of Fushou Hotel, there was a strange and sinister atmosphere in the air, and two imperial doctors were preparing for the work at hand.
"Master, have you really decided to do this?" Looking at the woman unconscious on the bed, Mu Yang's heart clenched tightly.
"Get out." The Imperial Master narrowed his deep eagle eyes and shouted in a cold tone.
"Master, there must be other ways to cure the prince's illness. It is too immoral to do such a thing. The prince has a kind heart. If he knew that his illness was cured with someone else's heart, he would definitely not be happy..."
"If you say another word, I will kill you." Before he could finish his words, the Imperial Master had already issued a stern warning.
"Master..." Mu Yang knew that he could do it, but besides being anxious, he no longer knew what to do.
"Get out." The national master Fochen waved him towards the door of the secret room.
Mu Yang only felt that his body was in the air, and he was pushed out of the door by the strength of the imperial master. He fell outside the door. When he got up, the door of the secret room had been closed.
"Master, please think twice, you will be punished by God." Mu Yang knocked hard on the stone door, trying to push it open, but the stone door was as hard as steel, and he couldn't push it even an inch even though his palms were bleeding.
Time passed minute by minute, and Mu Yang was sweating like raindrops anxiously. He had never approved of his master using such evil magic to cure the prince's illness, but he had no choice but to do so. The master was heaven and the disciple was earth. No matter what, he would not
Yes, he couldn't stop his actions after all.
When the heart-rending screams came from the secret room, Mu Yang felt that his heart had been torn apart, and the pain was piercing his soul.
The stone door was finally pushed open, and the strong smell of blood immediately came out from inside. The imperial master held the jade carving box in his hand, and came out with two imperial doctors. Without even looking at him, he quickly walked towards the palace.
Go in the direction.
"Xiyue..." Mu Yang almost rolled and crawled into the secret room.
The white sheets were stained with red plum blossoms, which were so bright and dazzling that they formed a strong contrast.
"Xiyue..." Mu Yang fell on the bedside and stroked her cheek with his majestic palm. Her face had turned gray, her eyes were closed tightly, and the warmth in her body was gradually draining away.
"You can't die, I won't let you die..." Mu Yang's eyes were panicked, and he hurriedly took out the purple talisman from his arms, but failed to grasp it several times and fell to the ground, so he had to reach out and throw away his own
With a slap, he barely calmed down his emotions, cast a spell, and used
Zi Fu froze her body. Duanmu Xiu broke into the city gate on horseback and alerted the imperial palace. A large number of palace masters were ordered to leave the palace to arrest. Even the witch tribe received instructions from the king to assist the guards in catching the assassin. The entire royal city,
Suddenly fell into a highly tense atmosphere.
Duanmu Xiu had just left the Imperial Preceptor's residence when he was intercepted by a large number of imperial guards. They were all the most powerful masters in the South Vietnam Kingdom. It would not be easy to bring them down. But now he was concerned about Xiahou Xiyue's safety.
He had no intention of fighting at all. Just when he was secretly thinking about how to win a quick victory, a group of men in black clothes with masked faces suddenly fell from the sky.
"Leave them to us." A masked man in black made a gesture towards Duanmu Xiu.
It seemed that they were here to help him. Duanmu Xiu couldn't think more and nodded to him, immediately flew away and quickly headed towards the Fushou Hotel.
Xiaoyue, you must not let anything happen to you, just wait for me.
11111
In the secret room of Fushou Hotel, there was a strange and sinister atmosphere in the air, and two imperial doctors were preparing for the work at hand.
"Master, have you really decided to do this?" Looking at the woman unconscious on the bed, Mu Yang's heart clenched tightly.
"Get out." The Imperial Master narrowed his deep eagle eyes and shouted in a cold tone.
"Master, there must be other ways to cure the prince's illness. It is too immoral to do such a thing. The prince has a kind heart. If he knew that his illness was cured with someone else's heart, he would definitely not be happy..."
"If you say another word, I will kill you." Before he could finish his words, the Imperial Master had already issued a stern warning.
"Master..." Mu Yang knew that he could do it, but besides being anxious, he no longer knew what to do.
"Get out." The national master Fochen waved him towards the door of the secret room.
Mu Yang only felt that his body was in the air, and he was pushed out of the door by the strength of the imperial master. He fell outside the door. When he got up, the door of the secret room had been closed.
"Master, please think twice, you will be punished by God." Mu Yang knocked hard on the stone door, trying to push it open, but the stone door was as hard as steel, and he couldn't push it even an inch even though his palms were bleeding.
Time passed minute by minute, and Mu Yang was sweating like raindrops anxiously. He had never approved of his master using such evil magic to cure the prince's illness, but he had no choice but to do so. The master was heaven and the disciple was earth. No matter what, he would not
Yes, he couldn't stop his actions after all.
When the heart-rending screams came from the secret room, Mu Yang felt that his heart had been torn apart, and the pain was piercing his soul.
The stone door was finally pushed open, and the strong smell of blood immediately came out from inside. The imperial master held the jade carving box in his hand, and came out with two imperial doctors. Without even looking at him, he quickly walked towards the palace.
Go in the direction.
"Xiyue..." Mu Yang almost rolled and crawled into the secret room.
The white sheets were stained with red plum blossoms, which were so bright and dazzling that they formed a strong contrast.
"Xiyue..." Mu Yang fell on the bedside and stroked her cheek with his majestic palm. Her face had turned gray, her eyes were closed tightly, and the warmth in her body was gradually draining away.
"You can't die, I won't let you die..." Mu Yang's eyes were panicked, and he hurriedly took out the purple talisman from his arms, but failed to grasp it several times and fell to the ground, so he had to reach out and throw away his own
With a slap, he managed to calm down his emotions, cast a spell, and sealed her body in ice with a purple talisman.
