Ning Ling sat blankly in the garden, watching the withered yellow in front of him. After the formation stopped working, the transplanted spirit flowers and spirit grasses withered one after another.
Of course, the most precious parts of it were dug up under various names long before the Holy Womb was closed, leaving behind eye-catching and ugly dirt pits.
Sister Lanlan's condition is getting worse and worse, and I'm afraid she won't be able to last for long. Thinking of this, Ning Ling's heart is sour and bitter, and tears flow down her cheeks.
Your Highness... If you were still alive, what would it be like... But everything is irreversible, it's destined to be just a fantasy... Maybe when Sister Lan Lan leaves, she should end her own life at some point.
When the thoughts were dark and low, a heavy voice came, Ning Ling was stunned for a while before raising her head, her reddish eyes staring round.
This voice... Although she hadn't heard it for decades, she still remembered it... The palace gate was opened...
One after another, from far and near all the way to the deepest part of the Holy Womb, the Demon Dao has issued a decree, who dares to violate it and open it, is it...
A certain thought emerged from the bottom of her heart, and Ning Ling stood up suddenly, picked up her long skirt and ran to the palace gate. Her mind was agitated, and she even forgot to urge her cultivation base. After she ran to the last palace gate, she was panting and sweating on her forehead.
Snapped-
Snapped-
The clear footsteps echoed in the long corridor, Ning Ling's eyes were suddenly sore, and big tears rolled down, but she still stared at the closed palace gate.
With a slight tremor, the palace gate, which had been closed for decades, slowly opened, and the dust swayed and fell, and was swept into the sky by the wind.
A figure in black robe appeared in front of Ning Ling, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and fell to the ground softly and wept bitterly.
Raising his hand and pulling down the black robe, Qin Yu's lips moved and a smile appeared, "Don't cry, I'm back."
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The mysterious black-robed cultivator forcibly broke into the Holy Womb!
The news fell like a big stone, and in an instant, a stormy sea was set off between the lake in Dongyang Dacheng. Especially the person who shot, mercilessly suppressed the true demon guard who guarded the holy palace, which was undoubtedly a provocation to the upper and lower demons.
Absolutely unforgivable!
Dongyang City Lord's face was ashen, "Call the masters of the mansion, take this person down, life or death!" Not long after he was promoted to City Lord, just when he should show a lot, the outbreak of this incident is undoubtedly a great stain.
What's more, right now, there is a debate in the devil's way, whether to establish a new holy son, he himself is burdened with the task of suppressing the holy womb, trying to make it completely disappear from everyone's attention.
The city lord was furious, and the city lord's mansion responded faster than ever before. Dozens of masters rose up into the sky and went straight to the Holy Womb.
All the forces in the city, even earlier than the City Lord's Mansion, knew of the accident in the Holy Palace, and they sent eyeliners to follow.
The position of the new Holy Son is being fiercely contested, and there is a turbulent situation within the magic road. Suddenly someone broke into the Holy Womb, and no one dares to determine whether there is another hidden secret.
…
Ning Ling pushed open the door of the hall. Even though he lived in the sunny position, the sun came in through the window, but the hall still felt dark and cold.
There was a strong smell of medicinal dregs floating in the air, and it seemed that the door was opened. Behind the thick curtain, a weak voice sounded, "Ning Ling? Please pour me a glass of water."
A simple sentence seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and a series of rapid coughs sounded, echoing in the empty hall.
Qin Yu raised his hand to stop Ning Ling from speaking. He stepped into the hall to find the teapot, and opened the curtain with a water cup to enter. The light inside was even dim, but he still clearly saw Hai Lanlan lying on the bed.
Xu is because of the rapid cough just now, a trace of abnormal flushing appeared on her thin and pale face, her eyes were slightly closed, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.
Qin Yu paused for a while, and his calm eyes revealed guilt. He suddenly found that he seemed to be too irresponsible, and he only cared about himself but did not arrange to follow the people beside him.
Taking a breath, Qin Yu stepped down a bit, sat on the bed, helped Hai Lanlan up, and put the teacup to her mouth.
She drank the tea in one gulp, Hai Lanlan's panting calmed down a bit, she opened her eyes and smiled, "Ning Ling, I'm really dragging you down."
Qin Yu's body froze, the eyes that were cold and indifferent back then, showing detachment and pride, are now dim and without the slightest luster.
Hai Lanlan noticed something, her hands clenched and her face showed vigilance, "Aren't you Ning Ling? Where is she, what have you done to her!"
Coughing due to excitement.
Ning Ling, who was crying, hurriedly wiped her eyes, "Sister, I'm here, don't worry!"
Hai Lanlan gasped, "Ning Ling, who is he, why is he here?"
Without Ning Lin's answer, Qin Yu let out his breath and pretended to be relaxed: "Little Lanlan, but in just a few decades, I don't even remember it. It's really disappointing."
Hai Lanlan suddenly lost her voice, she turned her head at a loss, and looked in the direction of the temple gate, as if she was asking for proof.
Ning Ling cried and laughed, "Sister, that's right, His Highness is back... His Highness is fine... He is still alive..."
Hai Lanlan stretched out her hand tremblingly and touched Qin Yu's face. Although she couldn't see it with her eyes, that face lived in her heart and would never be forgotten.
"Your Highness... Your Highness... I know you won't die... I always knew..."
Between Hailanlan's dim eyes, tears rolled down, she rubbed the palm of Qin Yu's face, and suddenly fell powerless.
"Sister!" Ning Ling screamed in horror.
Qin Yuyi pointed at her eyebrows, feeling the rapidly disintegrating soul breath, and sighed in his mouth, "Ziyue!"
hum—
A curved purple moon shadow appeared on top of Qin Yu's head, and strands of moonlight fell, like a silent drizzle of moisturizing things, and submerged into Hai Lanlan's body.
Ning Ling bit her lip and didn't dare to make a sound. She looked extremely nervous, for fear of seeing Qin Yu's bad expression. After a while, Qin Yu retracted his fingertips, and the purple moon shadow disappeared, "Don't worry, she won't die if I don't let her die." He raised his head and looked at Ning Ling, "Tell me, how could she suffer so badly? Injury?"
Ning Ling rinsed away tears, "It's me, it's all because of me!"
After the Holy Palace was closed, for some unknown reason, Ning Ling suddenly fell ill and was dying. The Holy Womb was looted, and there was no possibility of healing at all. Hai Lanlan ventured to contact the outside world and searched for the possibility of saving Ning Ling through two female officials who also stayed in the palace.
After getting the medicine, Ning Ling was pulled back from the gate of hell, but this incident was exposed for some reason. During the last medicine collection process, the two female officials involved were killed on the spot, and Hai Lanlan fled back desperately.
Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, "Who did it?"
Ning Ling showed hesitation, and at this moment, a roar of extreme anger suddenly sounded outside.
"Who dares to break into the forbidden place of the devil's way, get out and die!"
Ning Ling's body trembled and her face turned pale, "It's him, it's him!" When Hai Lanlan was injured, she had heard this voice, and she would never forget it even if she died.
Qin Yu put down Hai Lanlan, "Stay here to take care of her." Stepping out.
The sun shone from outside the hall, and a circle of gold was inlaid on him, and the fear in Ning Ling's heart subsided like a tide.
"Sister, Your Highness has stepped back. No one can hurt us any more. Everything will be fine... Please wake up early!"
…
Dongyang City Lord's eyes were full of anger. If his eyes could hurt people, I'm afraid the entire Holy Womb would have been burned to ashes.
Looking at the wide opening all the way to the deepest palace gate, his face became more and more blue, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Can't you come out? The city lord will force you to show up!"
He raised his hand and was about to wave it down, when a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Are you looking for me?"
The city lord turned around suddenly, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle, because the person in front of him looked familiar, but he was quickly suppressed.
"Breaking into the forbidden area is an unforgivable crime! Come on, kill him!"
He had to use ruthless means to warn that no matter whether the person in front of him was secretly instructed by others, he would have to die.
What shocked the city lord was that the masters of the city lord's mansion beside him seemed to be immobilized, and one by one froze in place.
"What are you doing, don't do it!" The city owner roared angrily.
Qin Yu's eyes swept over, and all the monks in the city master's mansion, who were pale and terrified, said lightly, "They dare not. If you want to kill me, you'd better do it yourself."
Suddenly, a master of the City Lord's Mansion knelt down with a "pop", "Saint... Your Highness Holy Son..." His body shook into a sieve.
The city lord's expression changed greatly, and he finally thought of where the familiarity just now came from. His face was instantly pale, and his eyes were black.
Holy Son... Holy Son...
"Shut up! His Royal Highness the previous Holy Son has passed away, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this conclusion!" You will definitely regret it and kill him with me!"
boom-
The breath erupted, the city lord rushed out first, and several direct descendants behind him followed after a little hesitation.
Qin Yu raised his hand and shook it forward with no expression. The space froze for a moment. Several people looked like frozen fish, and their eyes widened with fear.
"I didn't kill you because I offended me, but to avenge the female officer in the palace who was killed by you."
boom-
The frozen space shattered directly, followed by the frozen city lord. Not a drop of blood flowed out, because their bodies were crushed into powder with the collapse of the space, and their souls were annihilated together, and all traces in the world were erased!
"Your Highness the Holy Son, spare your life!" A group of masters of the City Lord's Mansion knelt down tremblingly.
Qin Yu raised his head, his eyes were like icy blades, swept away their faces, and said slowly, "Tell everyone, I'm back alive, and let Mo Dao give me an explanation."
The low voice, every word is like a volcano that is about to erupt, conveying a terrifying breath that makes people palpitate.
The news, like a plague, spread throughout the entire small world of the Holy Land of Magic in the shortest time: the late son Yao Bin returned to the Holy Womb!
The magic vibrates.
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Holy Palace.
The magic servant stood up suddenly, and the action was too big to turn over the teacup, and the hot tea fell on him, but he seemed to be unaware.
The previous Demon Attendant frowned and said solemnly: "At this moment, you must be more calm, even if a new Holy Son is elected? You are a Demon Attendant, and no one can easily shake your status."
"Teacher... Qin Yu is back, he is back alive!"
The previous Demon Attendant widened his eyes, "Where did the news come from, are you sure?"
The Demon Attendant said excitedly: "I don't know the details of the latest news from the eyeliner arranged in Dongyang City."
He took a deep breath, "Teacher, I'm going to Dongyang City!"
The previous Demon Servant waved his hand, "Let's go now, we must make it clear, at this time, we must not make mistakes again."
The Demon Servant nodded heavily, turned around and took a step forward, teleporting away directly.
…
In the private room of the luxury restaurant, Mu Xianglin looked calm and was drinking with a group of envoys from the Demon Dao family. The two sides talked very happily.
Suddenly, the box door was slammed open, and Mu Xianglin looked at the young man who broke in, his face darkened instantly, "What's the matter? Don't you know that my father is entertaining a distinguished guest?"
A group of emissaries from aristocratic families waved their hands with a smile, and Liandao didn't need to care. Some people even smiled and greeted the young people to join the table.
The current Mu family is even more beautiful than it was in the past. Mu Mu has accumulated a lot to achieve the emperor-level demon body, and is the most powerful candidate for the throne of the Holy Son.
Once successfully promoted, the power of the Mu family will skyrocket ten times or a hundred times more than it is now, and there is great hope for restoring the original surname.
Naturally everyone flattered!
The young man who broke in was pale, and he didn't even bother to greet these people. He walked behind Mu Xianglin and said a few words in a low voice.
Snapped-
Mu Xianglin smashed the wine glass in his hand. He stared at his son with wide eyes, as if he was going to eat people, "Is it true?"
The young man shook his head.
The atmosphere in the box suddenly condensed, and the envoys of the magic family who looked at each other were thinking about what happened when they suddenly received information from the family. After taking out the messenger treasure to check, everyone's faces became extremely strange, and the box fell into a dead silence.
"Cough! Patriarch Mu, I suddenly thought that there are still some things that need to be dealt with. Today, I will be here for the time being, and I will leave." A messenger hurriedly got up, didn't wait for a reply after finishing speaking, turned around and left in a hurry.
"Haha, I suddenly thought of it, I forgot some important things, and said goodbye!"
hula la-
In a blink of an eye, all the people in the box were gone, leaving only the Mu family and their son.
"what!"
Mu Xianglin roared, reached out and overturned the round table, and the dishes shattered with a "crackling"!
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In the small courtyard on the top of the mountain, Zhao Qianyuan put down the jade slip in his hand, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "I knew you would not die so easily."
Opposite him, Dong Hanzhu has bright eyes and clenched his fists, "I'm looking forward to it, what kind of cultivation does he have now?"
Zhao Qianyuan said lightly: "You and I will know soon." The Holy Womb was closed, and his subordinates suffered so much grievance. With his temperament, how could he just let it go.
Dong Hanzhu frowned, "The way of magic now is very different from decades ago."
Mu Mu of the Mu family, I don't know what kind of good fortune, actually achieved the emperor's demon body, one step away from the holy order.
If the trouble is too big, even if it is the identity of the Holy Son, I am afraid there will be an accident.
Zhao Qianyuan was silent for a while, got up and took a few steps forward, facing the mountain wind and watching the clouds and mists roll, his voice was firm, "The magic way is not the magic way of the year, will he still be the him of the year? Dong Hanzhu, maybe you are not convinced, but I have an intuition, he After coming back this time, you are still not an opponent."
Dong Hanzhu was not angry, he put his hands on his shoulders, "I'm looking forward to it!" Now he is ten times stronger than he was back then!
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In Wuma Sizhan's closed room, an angry roar was heard, and after a loud "bang rumbling", the stone gate was smashed from the inside. With a livid face, he walked out quickly, his eyes surging with a biting chill!
As the new saint son, he and Mu Mu are the most advantageous competitors. Qin Yu's sudden return naturally made him extremely annoyed.
The Son is alive, do you still need to choose a new Son
Damn, this bastard!
Seeing his father's first words, he squeezed out of Wuma's teeth, "Whether it's the real Son or the fake Son, I want him to die!"
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Dongyang City.
In the hall of the Holy Palace, the demon waiter looked excited, looking at the young man in front of him, no matter how the breath changed, the induction between the demon bodies always existed.
It's Qin Yu, it's him!
In the main hall, Qin Yu raised his head and said expressionlessly, "I am very dissatisfied."
The Demon Servant looked slightly stiff and took a deep breath, "I know, you are very angry now, but listen to my explanation, everything has a reason."
Qin Yu shook his head, "I just need to explain, not explain."
The coldness between Yu Feng made the Demon Servant's heart sink slightly, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Qin Yu, the way of magic has changed a lot now, don't be impulsive!"
Qin Yu said lightly: "You said that they are choosing a new holy son?"
The demon servant's tone was heavy, "Mu Mu has achieved the emperor's demon body, and Wu Ma Sizhan has obtained a mysterious inheritance from the purgatory sea. Although the demon body only has the throne, its strength is no weaker than the ordinary robbery fairyland!"
This is a reminder to Qin Yu that even if he is the Holy Son, he should not act rashly... After all, the Holy Son of the Holy Palace of the Devil died decades ago, and the result is known to the world.
It seems that this is too unfair to Qin Yu, so the demon servant slowed down, "Qin Yu, this seat promises to give you an explanation, but it will take time. When you succeed to the throne in the future, naturally no one will be able to go again. stop you."
"The most important thing right now is to restore your name of the Son of God, to stabilize your own position, and not to give others the opportunity to take advantage of it, you know?"
The concern and tension in the words eased Qin Yu's indifference a little, but it didn't mean that he had forgiven him.
Back then, when he went to Purgatory Sea, the reason why he didn't make too many arrangements was his own negligence, but the existence of the Demon Servant had undeniably lowered his due caution.
Over the years, Qin Yu was very disappointed with what the Demon Servant did... even if he really had a last resort.
"My people will not be wronged in vain, someone must stand up and give me an explanation." Qin Yu paused, "This is the bottom line!"
The Demon Servant's face was ugly, "Qin Yu, you should know that you are qualified to intervene in this level of affairs, and at least you are a Demon Dao Elder. Even if you are a Holy Son, you are not qualified to deal with a Demon Dao Elder!"
"I don't want to say the same thing a second time. You must think about it clearly. Using your anger will only ruin the overall situation and make the situation unmanageable!"
Qin Yu lowered his head, "I appreciate the kindness of the Demon Servant, please come back."
The Demon Servant's eyes widened, he didn't expect Qin Yu, who has always been wise, to be so naive and reckless in his heart.
But the firmness in his words was obviously irreversible.
The Demon Servant gritted his teeth, "Think about it again!"
Turn around and leave.
Qin Yu's attitude, I am afraid it is difficult to change, he must deal with it in advance, and can't let Qin Yu be used by someone with a heart... No matter what, he must keep his status as a saint.
The Demon Servant secretly hated, this bastard!