Cang Nanyi returned to the Spring and Autumn Palace, but did not pay attention to the frightening sword light in the mountain.
As soon as she was admitted to the hospital, she suddenly raised her hands to cover her shoulders. Her complexion was so pale that she could clearly see the tiny light blue blood vessels under her skin. Her lips were as thin as her skin color. Almost in an instant, she was filled with a strong sick air.
Wrap her up.
Pale and lonely, the cold palm she was holding on her shoulder near her heart began to slowly turn into sand from her fingertips, as if this independent cyclamen skin was about to disappear into thin air.
There was a light brown mark on her wrist, winding up and reaching the top of her wrist, like a coiled snake hidden in the sleeves, half hidden and half visible.
Cang Nanyi's beautiful side face was bathed in the desolate moonlight, and her pupils were somewhat transparent, as clear and clear as a salt lake that the wind couldn't bear to blow. When the moonlight receded, it seemed that it had taken away the last part of her eyes.
A touch of residual warmth.
This moment of vulnerability only lasted for a moment, so short that it seemed like an illusion.
She quickly let go of her shoulders, lowered her slender arms, and raised her smoky eyes slightly to look at the petite and frail figure leaning against the door of Spring and Autumn Palace.
The flying flowers, frost and snow fall brightly, and the green color turns transparent. The bright moon and the breeze surround the glazed tiles. The girl tiger leans on her back against the three thousand green lanterns. The breeze blows over her raised little face. Under her long hair is a pair of deep eyebrows.
.
She seemed to have seen the scene just now, and there was a kind of compassion on her face that was not consistent with her age. She walked quietly in the wind, with a little tear in her eyes, and whispered softly: "Mother..."
Cang Nanyi's expression was calm as usual, his eyes fell on the remaining black energy in the little tiger's heart, and he said calmly: "My body has just stabilized and I just woke up soon, so why come out to see the light and blow the wind."
The little tiger's eyes were worried, and the terrifying sword light that lingered all over the Cangshan Mountains asked, "Mother, is this the sword intention of Master Qing Ao?"
Cangnan Yi's voice was as cold as ice, and his black hair in green clothes was dragging to the ground. He stood in the open courtyard in the wind and snow, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Or maybe this is the sword intention of the God Lord Ao Qing, but I don't know, it can be so powerful.
He has been hiding in our mountains for hundreds of thousands of years without any trace of him, so I really underestimated him."
The little tiger's glass-like eyes slowly moved slightly, and his eyes gradually became a little gray. His already pale lips turned even pale at this time, and he whispered: "I just woke up and heard the servants in the palace.
The officials said that Qingxuan is collecting the blood of her clan members in an attempt to open the gate to the sanctuary..."
Cang Nanyi frowned slightly and looked down at her: "The most important thing for you now should be to take good care of your health, instead of asking for trouble for these trivial things."
The little tiger shook his head and said: "How can my mother's matter be a trivial matter? If my body hadn't dragged her down, she wouldn't have been in such a dilemma."
Cang Nanyi took a breath and said softly: "The danger of my body is not your fault. It is my destiny to have this calamity. I can either go against the will of heaven and change my fate, or follow the fate of fate and return. Don't say that disaster has no origin.
You must know that happiness has a reason.”
Xiao Shanjun's eyes dimmed, which made her even more fragile and pitiful: "But Master Qing Ao used the power of his sword to seal off the two realms, clearly intending to prevent Qing Xuan from going to the human world to search for demons and obtain source blood. If he can open the gate to the Holy Realm, mother
It’s not impossible to kiss you and go through the tribulation.
Although Qingxuan's behavior is too extreme, it is all because Qingxuan is worried about my mother's safety. Although he broke the rules, I still hope that my mother can treat Qingxuan lightly."
Cang Nanyi said calmly: "I have been given a lighter sentence, but Qingxuan's body can withstand a hundred whips."
"One hundred military whips?" The little tiger was startled for a moment, as if she was a little surprised, but then she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "After all, she was raised by my mother since she was a child. In fact, for my mother
, Qingxuan Qingshui and the others are Kunlun female officials and my sisters. After all, my mother cannot bear to punish them too harshly."
Cang Nanyi raised his eyebrows and said: "They were not the initiators. Qingxuan acted uncharacteristically because of the influence of Si Chen. Even if I want to punish him, I won't go too far."
The expression on the little tiger's face was stagnant, but his expression quickly returned to normal, and he asked with a bit of curiosity: "Auntie also punished Si Chen?"
Cang Nanyi's picturesque brows glanced at the little tiger, and he gave a faint hum, and said: "Let him go to Xingtian Peak and kneel for three days to be tortured. Qingxuan Prison Prison, if he can survive this time
, the matter was over."
"Xingtian Peak?" Little Tiger's eyes suddenly widened, "Xingtian Peak is the place where Kunlun gathers the sun. Even the people who practice ice attributes in the mountain cannot bear the power of the scorching sun.
Si Chen is a corpse demon, and his cultivation base has all been sealed. He is no different from a mortal. He is made to kneel on the Xingtian Peak to be tortured. The Corpse Pearl in his body can be refined in less than a day. Is it too much for my mother to punish him like this?
some?"
Cang Nanyi looked at the little tiger with a half-smile but not a smile: "Really? If there is such a big commotion in Kunlun Mountain, one of them, him or Qingxuan, must be sacrificed to calm the public's anger?"
The little tiger said angrily: "When did my mother become so vulgar? She learned how to act like a powerful person in this world while sacrificing the small and protecting the big. In my impression, my mother is not worried about causing public anger."
The smile in Cangnan Yi's eyes subsided a little, and he returned to a calm and indifferent look, saying: "I am not afraid of public anger, that is because I have the absolute power to suppress public anger, but today is different from the past. In such a period, Kunlun can survive
We can no longer afford the turmoil of people’s hearts being separated.”
Little Tiger's pupils widened in surprise, obviously not expecting Cang Nanyi to say these things bluntly.
Cang Nanyi looked at her surprised expression and couldn't help but smile. He raised his palm like an elder, gently stroked her head and said: "Admitting that you are powerless and weak is not a sign of weakness. No matter if you are a demon or a fairy,
, you must always learn to face your own hardships."
The little tiger lowered his head, the sadness in his eyes deepened, and he said in a thick nasal voice: "Mother, you sound like..."
It's normal to explain what happened after death.
Cang Nanyi rubbed the top of her soft hair and said in a rare gentle tone: "Go back and rest."
When she was about to pull away, her sleeves tightened, and the little tiger pinched a small corner of her sleeves.
Cang Nanyi looked sideways and saw that the tip of the girl's nose was red and there were tears on her eyelashes. She frowned deeply with a pitiful expression: "Mother, although Si Chen is a corpse demon, he is not
Bad, maybe as my mother said, he was the one who instigated Qingxuan to act so violently, but I believe that he also wanted you to be safe, my mother. This time... can we just let it go..."
After saying one sentence, perhaps even he felt that this request was too much. The little tiger's face turned red and shy, and he quickly added: "Just this time, if he comes unruly next time, I will help him."
Mother, please deal with him without mercy!"
Cang Nanyi blinked calmly and said, "When I said I wanted to punish Qingxuan, I didn't see you protecting her like this. Now that Si Chen is the 'culprit', you just asked me to spare him."
punishment."
She stretched out her fingers, wiped away the tears hanging between her eyelashes, and said: "If one day I end up in chaos, I wonder if Xiaojun will cry for me?"
"Mother~" The little tiger held her arm and shook it from side to side, with two blushes on his ashamed little face, like a child who had made a mistake: "After all, he is the teacher I personally selected, ah
Mother doesn’t allow me to accept him as my teacher, why don’t you allow me to protect him for once?”
Cang Nanyi shook his head seriously and said: "No, there is no need to discuss this matter."
The little tiger was on the verge of tears: "Why? Is my mother so disdainful of the person I chose?"
Cang Nanyi withdrew his arm and said calmly: "Are you going to give up on this idea? If you sincerely want to become a disciple, this person must not be him."
The little tiger puffed up his chest angrily and said angrily, "Mother knows my temper. If I insist on doing something, I will definitely do it."
Cang Nanyi deflated her bulging cheeks like a pufferfish, and said expressionlessly: "You also know me, if you are really disobedient, at worst I will accept this kid as my disciple. If you are too senior, I think you will
How to worship him as your teacher."
It seemed like a joke, but it made the little tiger tremble.
Because she knew that her mother seemed to be able to do this kind of thing.
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A female Kunlun law enforcement officer walked out of the execution chamber carrying a bloody sword dripping with blood.
When the female officer Qingshui who was guarding outside the execution chamber saw her coming out, she immediately went to greet her and asked with concern: "Is Qingxuan okay?"
The female law enforcement official smiled reluctantly and said: "If a hundred whips fall on you, even the demon bones can break you, and how much better will it be?"
After saying that, she glanced at the porcelain bottle tightly held in the palm of Lady Qingshui. It seemed to be a good healing elixir, and said softly: "Master Qingxuan is seriously injured. Master Qingshui, you'd better go in and give her some medicine as soon as possible."
Take medicine, this injury cannot be delayed, if it is delayed for a long time, the root of the disease will be left behind and it will be difficult to diagnose and treat."
Qing Shui stopped talking nonsense with her and rushed into the execution chamber quickly. He saw Qing Xuan had already dressed and stood up. There was no blood in her body, her face was pale, and beads of sweat were already oozing out from her forehead and the tip of her nose. She lowered her head.
When I coughed a few times, I could even see blood dripping from the corner of my mouth.
He was wearing a snow-white undershirt, and while he was tying his belt, a shocking red color slowly seeped out from the clothes on his back.
Even through the clothes, you can still feel the flesh hidden under her clothes. I'm afraid there is no good piece of flesh left.
Qing Shui frowned, she walked up quickly, grabbed Qing Xuan's slender wrist, stopped her from getting dressed, and scolded her sternly: "What are you doing getting dressed so quickly, and the wound has not been bandaged with medicine, what will you think about it in the future?"
I’m afraid it will be difficult to be lively at all.”
Qingxuan didn't have the strength to break away from her. His face was as white as snow, and he was sweating all over his body. His body was trembling slightly as he sat on the execution bed. She tried hard to calm down her breath, and then she opened her mouth and said slowly: "That boy Si Chen
But he went to Xingtian Peak and knelt down? The radiance of the sun above is no joke. If he refines the Corpse Pearl, he will probably be like the generals of the Corpse King and fall into a deep sleep for tens of millions of years."
Qing Shui only felt that the bright wrist pinched under her palm was as cold as if it had just been fished out of ice water. She had never seen Qingxuan like this, and she knew that the physical pain was far worse than not feeling it.
The psychological humiliation caused by being whipped.
But even so, she was still worried about others.
Qing Shui felt extremely distressed and said: "Okay, it's not your turn to worry about that kid at this time. With your current situation, even if you go to Xingtian Peak, nothing will change. You can't even take care of yourself."
, I’ll just go take care of that kid, you apply the medicine first.”
Qingxuan shook his head and stubbornly got off the execution bed regardless of her obstruction.
"My Majesty asked me to execute him. It was a punishment for him and a punishment for me. No one can take care of him. There is no use for you to go."
Qing Shui said angrily: "Since you know that even my going will be useless, will it be useful if you go? Or will you bend the law for personal gain and protect and take care of that kid on Xingtian Peak?"
Qingxuan coughed twice, and a burning pain surged into her throat. She swallowed the fishy taste in her mouth and spoke with difficulty: "Even if it's useless for anyone to go, but if I go up and look at him, I can still make him happy."
I feel more at ease, after all...he suffered because of me."
Qing Shui said angrily: "Why are you suffering because of you? I think you are suffering because of him."
Qingxuan couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The way you look now is very similar to my attitude towards that boy when he first went up the mountain. At that time, you were protecting him and speaking for him. Now you and I
It seems that their identities have been reversed."
Qing Shui said breathlessly: "Well, I think that boy is honest and sensible, and he is a pitiful person. I just sympathize with him, but I am not happy that he has tired you so much."
Qingxuan patted her shoulder and said: "Okay, okay, whether I'm tired or not is my own choice. I can't blame others."
Qingxuan stood up and glanced at the medicine bottle tightly held in Qing Shui's hand. A gentle smile that was different from her temperament appeared on her pale face and said: "Leave this medicine for me to use when I come back. By then,
You have to help me apply the medicine."
Qing Shui knew that he had persuaded her not to move, so he could only sigh in his heart and said: "Okay, since you insist on going, I will accompany you. The empress only said that you would carry out the execution, and she did not say that she should not be allowed to go.
If you continue to refuse, you will not be able to leave the torture chamber today."
Qingxuan had no choice but to let her go.
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The mountain road is long, and the wind and snow gradually melt as we approach the main peak of Xingtian Peak.
When you completely enter the main mountain range of Xingtian Peak, you will indeed see a seasonal scene that is completely opposite to the Shiwan Mountains of Kunlun Jingxu.
The three scorching big suns hang high in the sky of the world, and their crimson light shines on the ground. Some of the withered and yellow weeds growing on the ground seem to be on fire at any time. The space everywhere is full of transpiration, fierceness, and strange stuffiness.
feeling.
Stepping on the mountain road, the rough gravel is as hot as if it has been stir-fried in a hot pan through the soles of your shoes.