While the Lingshan Sect was in full swing carrying out the assessment civil war, in the distant Shenjing, Zhao Feiyue was suffering inhuman suffering and torture.
"Ahhh!!"
A burst of shrill screams could be heard in Fengqi Tower. The maids waiting outside the palace were all frightened and sweating profusely. The imperial guards further away could vaguely hear these bursts. There were sharp and terrifying screams. They looked at each other, not knowing what happened, but they felt vaguely terrible.
Only Zhao Feiyue's personal maid Xing'er served beside Zhao Feiyue. She looked in horror at Zhao Feiyue who was rolling on the ground, grabbing his head crazily, crying helplessly in fear.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Countless golden snakes were dancing wildly in her body, and anyone who came even slightly close to her would be blown away, making it impossible to get close.
Xing'er screamed loudly, but couldn't get any response from Zhao Feiyue. She cried and turned her head outside and shouted: "Imperial doctor, go and call the imperial doctor!!"
"No!!" Zhao Feiyue screamed fiercely, and then let out a heart-rending roar, "Don't call the imperial doctor!!"
Xing'er was stunned for a moment, then said loudly: "That's right, the imperial doctor is useless! Go to the big star official! No, no, go to the national preceptor!!"
"No!!!" Zhao Feiyue screamed loudly with all her strength. She was originally extremely beautiful, but the veins on Chen Yuluoyan's face popped out, and her face was blood red, as if she was going to explode and die in the next second, she screamed "Don't call them!!"
Xing'er knelt down and cried: "Your Highness, what should I do? Your Highness, please teach me!!"
Zhao Feiyue struggled, gasping for air, and said with difficulty: "Go, go to my dressing table, put it on, put it on... that wooden, wooden... wooden... crane, crane, crane... "
Before Zhao Feiyue could finish her words, suddenly a golden light shot up from the top of her head and between her eyebrows, and her whole body floated in the air. She let out an extremely sharp and shrill roar, and her whole body trembled. It was obvious that she was in extreme pain.
Xing'er was frightened. She turned around and rushed out, crying and running.
As soon as they rushed out of the door, the maids outside were frightened and turned pale. They all had tears in their eyes and immediately gathered around them: "What's going on? If you don't hide it, you will be beheaded!"
Xing'er pushed them away and ran, wiping her tears and shouting loudly: "Didn't you hear what His Highness said? Don't call people, you stay here and guard, I'll come back as soon as I can!"
Although Zhao Feiyue has a cold temperament and seems difficult to get close to on weekdays, she is really kind to servants like them. She never beats or scolds them, and gives them all the benefits she gets without taking any of them herself.
The most important thing is that they never felt that the aloof Zhao Feiyue looked down on them in the slightest. Although there was a distance, there was always warmth.
In addition, if Zhao Feiyue is in trouble, none of them will be able to escape, and all of them will lose their heads. The emperor will never let them go.
These maids were panic-stricken and in a dilemma, but Xing'er flew all the way to the side hall, rushed into the dressing table where she usually dressed, and frantically searched for what Zhao Feiyue said.
"Mumumu... what's wood? Is it wood? Brown? Drink? Box? What on earth is it made of wood!!" , she flipped through the drawers frantically, searching for all the wooden things inside like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
But she rummaged through all the drawers and threw all kinds of hairpins, rockers, and crowns on the floor, but she still couldn't find anything related.
"Where is it?!" Xing'er was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, her hairpin was crooked, her hair was messy, and she suddenly found a dark thing in a corner of the dressing table.
Xing'er rushed over to pick it up and took a look, only to see that it was an uncarved wooden crane.
Xing'er's eyes lit up: "Wooden... Crane! This is it!!"
Xing'er grabbed the wooden flying crane and rushed back. She ran all the way, panting and rushed back to the main bedroom. As soon as she rushed through the door, she saw Zhao Feiyue suspended in the air. She scratched her head with both hands, feeling painful. Rolling and trembling, a golden figure floated in front of her. Although the appearance was beautiful, his face was murderous and fierce: "Bitch! You actually want to get rid of my control!!"
This person was naturally Sun Yijue. She stretched out her hand towards Zhao Feiyue, and her golden palm penetrated Zhao Feiyue's body. This golden light penetrated into Zhao Feiyue's body like countless thin snakes, and spread to all directions inside her body. Zhao Feiyue then Once he let out a shrill roar, his body struggled wildly.
"Get out!!" Zhao Feiyue screamed, "Get out!!"
Sun Yijue's face was ferocious, and his golden hand sank into Zhao Feiyue's body bit by bit: "You can't get rid of my control!! Go, kill him!!"
"No!!!" Zhao Feiyue roared, shaking the surrounding air violently. Xing'er was so shocked that she fell to the ground. The wooden crane in her hand also fell to the ground and rolled several times.
Xing'er was so shocked that she was dizzy. She struggled to get up, looked at Zhao Feiyue, and then at the wooden crane rolling on the ground. She held back her tears and fear, grabbed the wooden crane and rushed towards Zhao Feiyue: "Your Highness!! The wood you want…”
As soon as she rushed forward, Sun Yijue's entire golden figure had almost completely integrated into Zhao Feiyue's body. As soon as Zhao Feiyue opened her eyes, she turned to glare at Xing'er with an extremely ferocious face, and shouted: "Get away!!"
Xing'er's body suddenly became violent, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she flew back. But just as she flew back, she subconsciously threw the wooden crane with force.
The wooden crane rolled and flew in front of Zhao Feiyue. Before he could touch her, he was blown away by the golden fairy energy and fell to the ground, rolling.
Xing'er struggled to get up, regardless of her injuries, she spit out a mouthful of blood and cried: "Your Highness!!"
Zhao Feiyue struggled to open her eyes. She glanced at Xing'er and followed the direction of her finger to the wooden crane on the ground. Her originally scattered and painful eyes suddenly regained a trace of clarity.
Zhao Feiyue struggled and whispered: "He, he... He carved a wooden crane like this for Nunu before... Nunu... remember, remember... you, you can't hurt him... Nunu doesn't allow you to hurt him... "
As she spoke, the golden light in her body boiled again. Sun Yijue's figure seemed to be pulled out of Zhao Feiyue's body by an invisible giant hand. Her face was almost in front of Zhao Feiyue, and the tip of her nose was touching. On the tip of his nose, he shouted sternly: "You are looking for death!! You are asking for your own destruction!!"
"Ah!!!" Zhao Feiyue clenched her fists tightly, and all the bloodshot eyes burst out, and her eye sockets were filled with blood red!
"I won't let you hurt the palace master!!!"
Zhao Feiyue roared, and a golden halo exploded from his body. There was a loud bang, and the bed beneath him shattered inch by inch. The surrounding walls and floors were shaken like carpets, shaking out a wave and breaking into countless powders. Er and the maid outside were even more blown away by the shock wave.
"No!!!"
Sun Yijue's figure disappeared in an instant under the impact of this shock wave. In mid-air, he struggled, twisted, and disappeared. Only a few rays of faint golden light were left around Zhao Feiyue, who fell to the powdery ground.