Zhao Runru was caught!
When Mei Xueyi suddenly heard the news, she couldn't help but feel dazed.
Wasn't Zhao Runru beheaded by King Wei
It took me a moment to realize that it was a story in the storybook.
The stories in the storybook seemed to have a strange power, sinking into her memory together with what really happened, as if they had become part of her memory, confusing her inadvertently.
In fact, Zhao Runru is not dead. Although Hun Jun ordered her to be dragged out and beheaded, some monks robbed the execution ground without anyone noticing and rescued her. There was no news until today.
Mei Xueyi's eyes widened slightly. What a coincidence. The silver-haired monk ran to Beilincheng to warn him, but Zhao Runru was caught on the back? It was as if Hunjun had already grasped the movements of these two people and was just waiting for the monk to leave Zhao Runru's side.
She looked at Wei Jinchao.
He raised the corners of his lips slightly and said in a gentle and pleasant tone: "Near Kyoto, the most suitable place for Tibetans is a Taoyuan town. I asked people to wait for the rabbit, and indeed they caught the stupid rabbit."
If you ignore the sad look in his eyes, you might think that he is telling a story to the little baby in a gentle voice.
Mei Xueyi nodded blankly: "Your Majesty is wise."
He helped her stand up: "I know you are impatient here. It will be over soon and I will take you home."
"Well," she frowned slightly, "but Your Majesty, that cultivator will soon find out that Zhao Runru is missing."
"Nothing." He arched his back slightly, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Jinling Kyoto in the distance.
Kyoto.
Above the chandelier, candles flickered uneasily because of their owner's rage.
There were several traces of tea splashed diagonally on the golden glazed screen, and there were many broken porcelain fragments scattered under the rosewood base.
A beautiful woman in heavy palace clothes was holding a jade tea table with both hands, breathing heavily, and raised a pair of red eyes under her slightly messy temples.
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She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Leave? It took a lot of effort for me to get to where I am today. If I leave, wouldn't I give up everything I have to others!"
The silver-haired young man stood not too far away, with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, and he only repeated the words of the car wheel: "I will send you to a safe place to meet Zhao Runru. I will keep you safe."
The woman in palace attire is Qin Ji, the ruler of Jinling.
The silver-haired young man was the Flying Fire Sword Sect monk that Mei Xueyi had just met in the afternoon. At this moment, he obviously didn't know that Zhao Runru, who was hiding in the small town, had fallen into the hands of the enemy.
Qin Ji pressed her hands heavily on the desk and leaned forward: "Guan Cheng, I can't leave! Didn't he ask you to take care of our mother and daughter for life? I want you to kill Wei Jinchao to relieve the crisis in Jinling!" "
The silver-haired monk lowered his eyelids lower: "Impossible. People in the Immortal Sect are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs. I can only protect your mother's life, and there is no need to talk about anything else."
"What's the use of you!" Qin Ji grabbed a porcelain cup filled with strong tea and threw it at him.
Without raising his eyes, he tilted his body slightly, letting the cup of tea fall onto the glazed screen behind him again.
"What if I insist on not leaving?" Qin Ji gritted her teeth and gasped, "Guan Wei, how dare you watch me die here! If I die, how will you explain to him when you go back!"
The silver-haired monk Guan Wei finally raised his eyes, glanced at the woman, then quickly turned away and said honestly: "To a cultivator, you are already old and yellow when you have wrinkles. Now that he sees you , I will probably pretend that I don’t know him. If you really don’t want to leave, then that’s it. Anyway, my duty is to look after Zhao Runru, you are just passing by. "
As soon as these words came out, Qin Ji almost fainted with anger.
She was only thirty-six years old. With careful care, she looked like she was in her early twenties, with only one or two barely noticeable fine lines at the corners of her eyes.
How come he has become old and yellow when he comes into his mouth
"Don't worry!" Qin Ji suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice, "You have been looking after our mother and daughter for eighteen years, so there must be some affection for her!"
Guan Zui took a step back warily: "No. I was just following orders. I didn't want to come."
Qin Ji: "... If anything happens to me, Runru will hate you forever!"
Guan Chun said with a dull face: "Your daughter's selfishness is the same as yours. If you lose your power, you will have no value. It is impossible for her to fall out with me because of you, because I will be her support in the future."
Qin Ji pressed her twitching forehead. This Guan Wei didn't show up on weekdays, and she hadn't spoken to him a few times in the past eighteen years, but every time, it would make her blood boil.
"Also," Guan Kui continued with an expressionless expression, "your national master was just an outer sect disciple at the beginning, and his qualifications were really poor. He knew that he had no hope of entering the inner sect, so he asked to follow me to the mortal world. Do you believe him? You might as well trust a dog on the roadside. He taught you that by killing Wei Jinchao and occupying the capital, you can take away people's imperial aura? To tell you the truth, people like you who mess up the harem will never be able to become human beings. My Majesty, don’t think about it. I’ll ask you one last time, do you want to leave? If not, I’m leaving.”
"You!" Qin Ji almost fainted, "Get out! Get out of here!"
Outside the palace, a palace maid walked quietly and quickly away from the corridor.
After a while, a letter eagle flapped its wings and flew north.
Mei Xueyi read this palace secret report in the chariot.
She leaned on Hunjun's chest and laughed so hard.
"This Guan Wei is not bad, but with such a mouth, he will never find a Taoist partner in this life. Your Majesty," she turned around and shook Mr. Wu's dozing body, "In the script, there are many abuses. Among the cultivators in white robes who kill innocent people, is this the one who is afraid?"
He opened his eyes slightly, and a dark light flashed across his eyes. He pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "He is weak in protecting Zhao Runru, and his mouth is clumsy, which is more dangerous than good."
I am afraid that before those monks set out to quell the Wei Kingdom, they took the flag and sacrificed it.
"Wait a minute," Mei Xueyi caught a loophole very keenly, "The implication of His Majesty's words is that he believes that there is also such a 'Guan Chou' in the storybook? In this case, when King Wei angrily killed Zhao Runru, why did he Didn't you take action to stop it?"
Wei Jinchao raised his eyebrows slightly.
Mei Xueyi grabbed his clothes and said, "King Wei killed Zhao Runru at the time when the queen disappeared! Can this be used as direct evidence to prove that the queen's disappearance was related to Guan Zhen? Your Majesty, there must be a hidden reason behind her departure!"
Wei Jinchao lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "What the Queen said is true."
"But why did she go out of the city with Shen Xiuzhu?" Mei Xueyi was puzzled.
His eyes were blank and his smile was vague: "Yes, why."
"When will the fifth chapter of the story be finished?" Mei Xueyi's heart was as scratchy as a cat's scratching her head.
He put his big hand around her and pressed her eyes: "Sleep. Don't be impatient."
Her eyes were filled with darkness, but her heart felt more at ease little by little.
Ever since he noticed that she was not sleeping well, he liked to cover her eyes with his hands. Occasionally, when he dreamed back to the first half of his life and woke up in shock, he could always sense her uneasiness immediately, and then he would promptly hold her in his arms and comfort her carefully.
Being pampered like this makes everyone feel proud of being pampered.
The blood-clothed demon is about to be crippled by him.
After arriving at the Jinling front line, Mei Xueyi once again met Xiao Shiji Zhao Runru.
In other words, Zhao Runru is the illegitimate daughter of a certain great monk in the Immortal Realm.
The Hunjun showed no mercy at all, just like escorting any ordinary prisoner, he locked the spoiled little Shiji in the prison car and escorted her to the front of the battle.
After reading the secret report from the Jinling Palace, Mei Xueyi already understood. Qin Ji was very ambitious. When she had an affair with an immortal, she must have had the intention of transcending the world and becoming an immortal. What she didn't expect was that the other party didn't take her seriously at all. Even if she was pregnant with his flesh and blood, he would just send someone to look after her.
So Qin Ji had other ideas.
Each of the four continents in the Immortal Realm has a Holy Lord who rules the land of each continent. Among them, Xuanyuan Ren, the Lord of the Southern Saint, was once the Human Emperor. A human emperor is surrounded by the aura of an emperor and blessed by the luck of a country. There are no shackles or bottlenecks in practice. Once you step on the path to immortality, your cultivation can advance rapidly. Among the Four Saints, Xuanyuan Ren is the youngest, but his cultivation is the first among the Four Saints.
Qin Ji believed the lies of the Imperial Master and wanted to plunder the imperial aura of others and become an emperor herself.
So Zhao Runru was treated as a chess piece by her and sent to Wei Jinzhao.
… etc.
Mei Xueyi's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked back to look for Hun Jun.
He runs away as soon as the wind blows, coughs endlessly when he is sick, and is completely desperate for his life when he gets into bed. He? The spirit of an emperor
Mei Xueyi felt that she might not have woken up yet.
At this moment, the king, who was coveted by Zhao Runru's old mother, was walking towards the front of the battle at a leisurely pace.
He stopped at a position just out of reach of the opponent's bow and arrow.
Mei Xueyi looked around and saw hundreds of thousands of black armor guards standing behind him like a black mountain, silent.
The military formation stretched to the left and right to the end of the field of vision, with clanging iron armor and cold spears. The heavy momentum seemed to be concentrated on the person at the head of the formation.
He spoke.
His low and hoarse voice added a strange magnetism when he spoke loudly, making people unconsciously attracted to him and holding their breath.
"At noon, the lone general will personally cut off the heads of the captives and present them to Jinling."
The tone was calm and indifferent.
When the last note fell, the soldiers behind them all struck the weapons in their hands to the ground.
The entire Jinling Royal City was trembling.
Mei Xueyi looked at the figure in the distance.
From a distance, you will see that this person is very attractive and difficult to ignore.
He is the center of this army of hundreds of thousands. As long as he says a word or a gesture, they will level everything in front of him without hesitation.
She had never seen anything like it.
The slim and elegant figure of the human emperor carries pride and wealth.
He felt something and turned back to look at her.
He narrowed his eyes and nodded, giving him a warm glance.
Mei Xueyi's heartbeat almost skipped a beat. At this glance, all the romance was revealed.
The next moment, the sick and banished immortal pulled out the king's sword from his waist with his backhand. With a sharp "zheng" sound, the tip of the sword pointed at the ground.
Zhao Runru was escorted out of the prison car and knelt beside him.
Suppressed by the momentum of hundreds of thousands of troops, Zhao Runru felt as if he had taken mute medicine and could not make any sound. She raised her head hard and looked left and right, hoping that Guan Chui would come to save her.
The sun climbs into the sky little by little.
The gates of the capital city of Jinling were closed tightly, and Qin Ji had no intention of coming out to save anyone.
Mei Xueyi watched this scene coldly.
The story in the script was so intricately intertwined with the real memory that she felt completely disgusted with Zhao Runru and had no sympathy at all.
She waved to Wei Jinchao.
The aura on his body was so terrifying at this moment that even Mei Xueyi was a little unsure whether he would come over.
He lowered his head, sheathed his sword, and strode towards her.
Mei Xueyi trotted forward to meet him.
"Your Majesty, do you really want to kill Zhao Runru?"
"Um?"
She was silent for a moment and said softly: "The man in white robe."
Those monks and mortals are no match for them.
"It's okay," he raised his hand and stroked her cheek, chuckling hoarsely, "Just believe me. I said, money can make the world go round."
She found that the calluses in his palms seemed to be thicker, and if they continued like this, they would become rough in a few days. My heart skipped a beat, and my cheeks heated up unconsciously—those calluses seemed to have touched the places mentioned in the storybook.
He held her hand behind his back: "Come, let's go together. Are you afraid?"
Mei Xueyi shook her head.
She really didn't know what fear was.
When walking with him to the front of the formation, Mei Xueyi was keenly aware that the surrounding ground seemed to be sprinkled with sparkling golden sand, glowing with imperceptible ripples.
"This is..." Mei Xueyi felt blessed in her heart, "Are you worried about being invisible?"
He smiled but said nothing.
Mei Xueyi was a little confused. Even if you know that Guan Wei is coming, what can you do? The storybook has described the strength of the Golden Core cultivators to perfection. Even if they do not use any fairy magic in order to deceive others, the Golden Core cultivators can easily fight their way in and out among thousands of troops.
Just as my thoughts changed, I suddenly saw the light of the golden sand ten feet away in front of me suddenly dimming!
coming!
In a breath, the invisible figure suddenly crossed five feet, leaving only half a footprint in the golden sand.
Golden elixir Dzogchen.
Mei Xueyi stared slightly.
Fortunately, he knew how to advance and retreat and did not interfere in the disputes in the mortal world. Otherwise, with his own strength, he could easily sneak into the king's tent and take the head of the faint king.
Seeing this strong wind, it was about to hit Zhao Runru.
I saw Wei Jinchao raising his broad sleeves and waving them down neatly.
"Bang—"
Mei Xueyi's eyes flashed, and she felt that the sky was filled with broken gold and mottled light.
Under the golden sand, there is a net hidden.
This net hooded the head, wrapping a transparent human figure.
After another breath, the invisibility spell was shattered, and Guan Zui fell into the net with a blank look on his face. He stretched out his hand and tore off the tough net rope as thick as his fingers - he kept pulling at it!
The giant net was tightened, and Guan Zui was bound into a jumping cocoon.
The cocoon jumped three feet high.
The other end of the net rope was tied to the giant siege truck behind Wei Jinchao. Guan Zui was like a flying fish caught in the net, being dragged backwards by the siege truck with a rumble.
Mei Xueyi: "..."
"Dragon tendons." Wei Jinchao's voice was low and flat, "There is a dragon in the East China Sea, which rides on the wind and transforms into a dragon. If you want to reach the ninth heaven, you must go through nine thousand wind tribulations. The dragon can penetrate the wind and break through the clouds, and its tendons are so strong that they can bind an immortal. .”
Mei Xueyi listened with rapt attention.
When her vision dimmed, a tall and thin figure whispered in her ear: "This net is worth five star-catching platforms."
Mei Xueyi: "...five seats!"
He casually stretched out his finger and pointed around: "The same net is laid out in each of the eight directions."
Mei Xueyi's eyes were in a daze: "These are forty star-catching platforms."
I don’t know since when, the Star Reaching Platform actually became the unit of calculation for her and Hun Jun.