In the cold palace, the moonlight is as cold as frost, silent.
In the early years, before Ying Wuya fell asleep, he was ordered not to wake up for a day, and the cold palace was not allowed to open for a day.
Ying Wuya accumulated a lot of prestige, since then, no one has entered or left the Leng Palace.
Thousands of years have passed, and it stands to reason that the closed cold palace should have been filled with dead bodies long ago. When the third princess Xingluo pushed the door and entered, what greeted her was a fresh smell of grass and trees. .
The lifespan of the demons is the longest among the four planes, except for the immortal gods.
Even compared to the holy beast clan on the moon plane, it is even worse.
Ordinary demons can live for hundreds of thousands of years, and nobles of the demons can live for thousands of years. As emperors and demons, the most noble bloodlines in the demons, because of their magical powers, they are nine Because of the reinvention of Chen Gong, as long as it is cultivated properly, the lifespan can reach ten thousand or even tens of thousands of years.
The so-called success is Xiao He's defeat, even though the nine-turn Chen-making skill can prolong life, its disadvantage is also fatal. It will make the demons' cultivation much slower than the mysterious practitioners and holy beasts of other planes.
Therefore, although Prince Bliss and Prince Dark Demon have ten thousand years of lifespan, their cultivation has only reached the peak of alchemy realm.
As Ying Wuya's most beloved four concubines, both the Witch Sect and the idiotic fourth prince have practiced rank nine Chen-making skills, so the third princess Xingluo knows that they are not dead.
In the cold palace, the curtains were hung plain, and the fragrance of grass and trees rushed to the face, attracting the third princess Xingluo to walk into the depths of the cold palace.
"This is?" The third princess Xingluo couldn't help but stop.
In the empty courtyard, amidst a sea of flowers, stood a man.
The man's back was facing Princess Xingluo, and in front of him was a field of black manju flowers blooming extremely brilliantly under the moonlight.
"Four..." The third princess of Xingluo thought that person was the Fourth Demon Concubine, so she just spoke.
But seeing that person turned around, with just one glance, the third princess of Xingluo stood there dumbfounded as if petrified.
With purple eyes and silver hair, the appearance of the person in front of him is similar to that of the Miko Sect, but his facial features are much more masculine than that of the Miko Sect, so he is clearly a man.
"Ying Wuyou," the third princess Xingluo lost her voice, something flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but step back.
The rumored stupid Fourth Prince Ying Wuyou, the name she almost forgot.
It's just that the legendary Ying Wuyou is a fool, so the man in front of him doesn't look half stupid.
When she backed away, the Heiman Zhuhua beside her swarmed up like a tide, vines were ropes and leaves were blades, frantically entangled the third princess Xingluo, just like countless spiders spinning silk, the third princess Xingluo was very happy. She was quickly restrained, making it difficult to move, she felt her profound strength being quickly absorbed.
Her original flowery face quickly peeled off, and her tyrannical body was constantly weakening.
On the contrary, the cluster of black vine pearls was rapidly expanding and growing, like a group of active black flames, which set the entire cold palace on fire.
How could this be so? Isn't Heiman Zhuhua the magic tree cultivated by the three concubines to poison the dead concubine thousands of years ago? Why would they attack her today? !
The third princess of Xingluo stared wide-eyed, she did not want to rest in peace, and at the moment of dying, she couldn't figure out what happened in the cold palace
Where did the four concubines go
After the flesh and blood of the Third Princess Xingluo was sucked clean, the Shayin Pill in her body finally cracked and turned into a puff of smoke.
The fourth prince Zong Shaoqing sighed: "Mother."
The cluster of black vines retracted the flower vines, showing a human shape.
The phantom of a stunning woman with a clear face, the woman looked at Zong Shaoqing with a bit of kindness on her face: "Shaoqing, you are finally back."
After being persecuted by the three concubines of the demon clan, the witch sect who used to be a clan of heavenly witches has been poisoned by Heiman Zhuhua for many years.
But the three concubines did not expect that the Witch School would succeed in cultivating the nine-turn Chen-making skill, and finally rely on the power of the magic skill to counterattack Heimanzhuhua, control Heimanzhuhua's mother body, and even use the black vine With the power of pearls, the fourth prince Zong Shaoqing, who was banned in the cold palace, was sent out of the Chen plane.
The painstaking efforts of the Miko Sect finally paid off.
"Mother," Zong Shaoqing knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, "Why, why have you never let the baby come back? If the baby knows that you have..."
That piece of black manjuhua is gorgeous, but its roots have long been rotten.
Heiman Zhuhua lived on the blood of Emperor Moying Wuya.
Without the blood of the Emperor Demon, it is like water without a source and a tree without roots, it will only get weaker day by day.
Ying Wuya fell asleep, and the witch sect spent a lot of magic power to send her beloved son Zong Shaoqing away from the Chen plane. The flesh and blood of spies.
When Zong Shaoqing was sent away, the Witch School required him to fulfill two conditions before he could return to the Leng Palace to reunite with her.
If he doesn't obey his mother's order, the Witch Sect will never see him again.
One of the conditions is that Zong Shaoqing must enter the Tianwu ancient village and find the witch handbook she left in the village.
The second condition is that Zong Shaoqing must complete ninety-nine seizures.
For ordinary people, it is as difficult as going to the sky to seize the house, let alone ninety-nine times to seize the house.
Although Zong Shaoqing is amazingly talented, it took him nearly ten thousand years to seize the house ninety-nine times.
He finally fulfilled his mother's request and rushed back to the cold palace.
Zong Shaoqing did not expect that he had just returned to the Leng Palace, and what awaited him was the eternal parting from his mother.
"Shaoqing, you don't need to blame yourself, this is your mother's choice. You know, I should have died ten thousand years ago, following the other heavenly witches. Nian, on the one hand, I don’t trust you, on the other hand, it’s for the sake of the Tianwu clan, and it’s about the secrets of ten thousand years ago, mother must tell you clearly,” the witch sect sighed, looking at the child she hadn’t seen for many years.
Over the years, this cold palace has imprisoned her body and mind, and finally, she can leave.
It's just that she still has reluctance in her heart, not to let go of her children.
"Mother, I'm going to open the underground palace, Ying Wuya's blood can save you," Zong Shaoqing stood up suddenly.
"No, it's too late. Listen to me, otherwise, even if my mother dies, she won't be reconciled." The witch Zong looked resolute, and she stopped Zong Shaoqing, "The flesh and blood of the third princess Xingluo can make me Keep it for another quarter of an hour. There is not much time left for me, listen to what mother said, ten thousand years have passed, the enmity between the Heavenly Witch clan, the entanglement between the demon clan and the holy beast clan, it should be time to end."