"As for Xizhao, he was just controlled by Jiang Nu. When he wakes up, don't blame him harshly."
Yang Yi paused, then smiled and said, "I think after this incident, Xizhao should have understood the key to this. I will leave it to you. I have to go to retreat to recover."
"Approximately how long will you be in retreat?"
The saint asked, and Yang Yi thought for a while, "It's really hard to say. Now 99% of my vitality has disappeared. It will take at least a year and a half to recover."
"The little lady's succession ceremony"
"Please take a look at it for me."
Yang Yi interrupted Ruoling's words and said that based on his current situation, he must immediately retreat to heal his injuries, otherwise, his life will be decided here.
Thinking like this, the expression on Yang Yi's face became a little solemn, and Ruoling and the Saint also knew that what he said at this moment was not a joke, so they nodded immediately.
"I see."
Ruoling stood up and helped Yang Yi back to his tent with the saint, and arranged an isolation circle according to Yang Yi's instructions.
With this magic circle, Yang Yi can practice with peace of mind.
Seeing that Yang Yi's breath was isolated by the isolation circle, Ruoling and the Saint looked at each other.
"His condition is very bad. Although he just managed to talk to us, he is already at the end of his strength."
The saint said, "I just hope he can hold on."
"What about us?"
After all, Ruo Ling is just Arnold's maid. She has no say in many matters, especially on core issues. She cannot make rash judgments.
The saint thought for a while and said, "I will temporarily help Arnold review these documents, and you will help me on the side."
"No matter what, we must persist until Arnold wakes up."
"I see."
Ruoling nodded and said.
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Things here were handled very well by Yang Yi, so Ajiashan didn't know the situation here. He only heard that Arnold's personal guard seemed to be in retreat.
"Retreat?"
Ajiashan frowned, "But what happened?"
"This subordinate doesn't know."
Ajiashan's men said, "The young lady is in retreat. Currently, the affairs in the tribe are handled by the Holy Lady. Yang Yi seems to have been seriously injured, but there are no problems in the tribe."
"oh?"
Ajiashan raised his eyebrows slightly, "This is interesting. Arnold has already gone into seclusion, and he will still be injured. Could it be that the tribe was attacked by the enemy?"
"Do I need my subordinates to explore further?"
"No need."
Ajiashan waved his hand, "Everyone has gone into seclusion, so even if I ask, I can't get anything out. What's more, the saint and the accompanying maid must be very busy now, so I won't bother them."
"Let's wait until Yang Yi comes out of isolation."
"yes."
The men retreated quietly, and Ajiashan did not think about the matter in detail, but continued with the matter in front of him.
The succession ceremony will be held after Arnold comes out of seclusion. He needs to personally supervise the progress of this matter. There are also many affairs of the leaders of the big tribes, which he has to sort out one by one.
After Arnold succeeds to the throne, full power will be transferred to him.
On the other side, the pastoral tribe.
Jiang Nu's original hand was still controlling the small black ball, with her eyes closed, and she was concentrating on fighting Yang Yi.
Mu Xiu was waiting boredly, but suddenly, Jiang Nu opened her eyes, and her whole body
She fell straight down, but luckily Mu Xiu caught her in time, preventing her from falling to the ground.
However, this was the beginning of the weirdness. Jiangnu's eyes were always staring, but she had no expression, and her whole person seemed to be dead, exuding a low aura.
Only her warm body and weak heartbeat seemed to prove that she was still alive, but it was no different from dead.
"Jiang Nu, Jiang Nu?!"
Mu Xiu shouted anxiously, but Jiangnu could no longer give him any response. The originally smart and charming eyes lost their luster at this moment, and no matter how much Mu Xiu shook them, it was of no avail.
At this time, Mu Xiu realized that something was wrong. He stretched out his hand to test Jiang Nu's breathing.
Still alive.
"Someone is coming!"
Mu Xiu shouted loudly, not caring about the black bead that rolled to the ground. The maid on the side walked in. Mu Xiu quickly said, "Invite the saint quickly!"
"yes!"
The holy girl of the Mu tribe was named Jiayi. Her frail body was wrapped in a black cloth. As soon as she entered, she knelt down towards Mu Xiu.
"See my lord."
"stand up."
Mu Xiu's face was quite solemn, "What's going on, leader? Come over quickly and take a look."
Hearing this, Jiayi walked over and took one look, then his expression suddenly became serious.
"what happened?"
Seeing Jiayi's face turn ugly, Mu Xiu's heart suddenly sank.
Jiayi didn't speak immediately. She stared at Jiangnu for a long time, and even used her strength to check Jiangnu's body.
"May I ask, sir, did the leader have a soul confrontation with someone just now?"
Jiayi predicts things like a god,
Mu Xiu did not refute, but nodded, "Yes. She just borrowed someone else's body to fight against them."
"The other party is very strong. It directly impacted the leader's body through the carrier. Her soul was severely damaged and is now torn apart. I'm afraid."
Before Jiayi finished speaking, Mu Xiu interrupted rudely, "Afraid of what? Saint, don't tell me, you can't save the leader."
"The leader is the leader of the nomad tribe. If the sky falls, do you think we can survive?"
A weird smile appeared on Mu Xiu's face. Jiayi's expression did not change and he continued, "Lady Jiangnu's soul has become torn apart. Only one-tenth of her body is left in her body at the moment. With my ability, there is really no way to save her."
Lively Lady."
"boom!"
The next second, Jiayi's body flew backwards heavily, and she fell to the ground in a panic, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but even so, she still stood up unsteadily.
He lowered his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, "Now Lady Jiang only has two soul fragments left, and eight more are missing. Only the soul condensing lamp can find her soul fragments."
"Before that, Lady Jiang can't wake up."
"go out."
Mu Xiu only said two words coldly. Jiayi turned and left, leaving the tent. Her accompanying maid hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.
"Lady Saint, are you okay?"
"He suffered internal injuries and is fine."
Jiayi's expression was calm, "Go get someone to find the soul-condensing lamp, the sooner the better."
"yes."
As Jiayi left, Mu Xiu's eyes fell on Jiang Nu, and a trace of flame called anger appeared in his eyes.
