Hongzhu raised her head and looked at her. As she looked, she saw the wind pattern of the Wind Curse Seal suddenly flashed between Huang Beiyue's eyebrows. She was startled for a moment, and then her heart was filled with sadness.
"Master..." she choked and couldn't say anything. Hongzhu could only approach her, hold her slowly, and let her cry as much as she wanted.
The Wind Curse Seal is the most difficult to obtain among the five curse seals.
Although Feng Yuanqi seems gentle, it is actually very domineering. There are only a few people on the entire continent who are famous for their Feng Yuanqi. Once Feng Yuanqi is cultivated to a certain level, it is very terrifying.
The royal family inheritance of Shura City in the past dynasties is all about Feng Yuan Qi.
Back then, Xuanyuan Wentian was able to become invincible in the world, sweep across the continent, and seal the magical beasts because he had taken away the wind energy of the previous Shura King and successfully obtained the Wind Curse Seal.
Now, Feng Lianyi gave the wind energy to his master in another way, helping her obtain the Wind Curse Seal.
However, she could not imagine the consequences of this approach.
Huang Beiyue's tears made her clothes wet. Hongzhu hugged her silently and whispered: "Everything will pass, you will definitely have a future, there will definitely be..."
Northern Yao Kingdom
A ray of snow-white light suddenly fell in the palace. In the emperor's palace, a quiet night and lights coexisted. This long night seemed to be endless.
Li Xie supported Feng Lianyi towards the dragon bed. Halfway there, Feng Lianyi suddenly pushed him away, staggered and fell in front of the dragon bed.
He lowered his head and took deep breaths several times before raising his head and slowly wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"What are you doing here?" His voice was unusually hoarse, and he completely lost his previous elegant voice.
Li Xie was stunned for a moment, then said: "He said that King Shura would never want to stay out of the matter."
Feng Lianyi chuckled: "Then let's wait and see how big a wave they can make, cough cough cough..."
Coughing in a low voice, he gently looked back and looked at the door of the dormitory. Li Xie sensed something and immediately stepped out. After a while, he dragged Wei Yanran in.
"Why are you hiding outside?" Feng Lianyi had already sat down on the dragon bed. At this moment, he raised his purple eyes and looked at Wei Yanran coldly.
"Your Majesty's voice..." Wei Yanran was a little surprised, but not afraid.
"You don't need to worry about it." Feng Lianyi said coldly.
Wei Yanran said: "I heard that Beiyao Kingdom was defeated in Jincheng and lost half of its 200,000 troops. I was worried about Your Majesty, so I came to visit you late at night."
Feng Lianyi sneered: "Are you afraid that my army will be defeated like a mountain and the commander of the Nanyi Kingdom will march straight in and attack Huijing, and you will be captured and made a prisoner?"
Wei Yanran lowered her eyebrows and said nothing. She had the ability to charm people, but strangely she didn't show it at this time. Like an ordinary woman, she didn't dare to say too much.
"Concubine, let's play a piece of music for Your Majesty." Wei Yanran said in a low voice.
Feng Lianyi was startled for a moment, but did not refuse. His slightly pale lips opened and closed gently: "Yue Soul."
Wei Yanran calmly took out Huang Beiyue's white jade flute, put it to her lips and blew it gently.
Li Xie raised his head and glanced at Feng Lianyi with a frown.
The sound of the flute rises and falls, sobbing, weeping and complaining.
He leaned against the soft pillow, closed his eyes and listened, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Amidst the sound of the flute, he suddenly whispered: "Li Xie, I am very happy today. I have never been so happy."
