The only way

Chapter 653 Li Xianxian

The young Prince Liguo knelt in front of the sickbed, looking at the emperor on the bed with concern, but his ears were sharply pricked up, capturing every bit of movement outside the palace.

He heard the sound of soldiers fighting, and also heard the voice of his Uncle Wang calling for them to surrender.

The young prince's face was cold, but he never said a word. He knelt on the ground, but his back was straight, and the hand holding the long sword had distinct joints.

The emperor's living room used to be lit with a faint ambergris, which was thick and steady, but now because the emperor was seriously ill, it was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance. Into the hall.

The smell of medicine and blood were intertwined in this luxurious hall, layer after layer like thick veils, pressing heavily on the young prince's body.

At this moment, a faint, quiet fragrance suddenly appeared, dispelling the heavy and suffocating breath, and the mind of the young prince seemed to be cleared at the moment when this fragrance appeared. stand up.

The young prince raised his sword suddenly and turned around, stabbing straight behind him with the icy-cold tip of the sword, his movements were sharp and decisive.

"Ding!"

The sound of clashing gold and stone broke the silence in the room, and the young prince's falcon-like eyes were desperate as he looked at the passers-by.

I saw that the snow-white sword tip was being lightly tapped by an equally white and delicate fingertip at this moment, and the sword tip could hardly penetrate an inch. Along the fingertip, the goal was the blue lotus pattern wide sleeve, and then, the goal was A piece of hibiscus noodles.

The attacking action of the young prince froze suddenly, and the woman in front of him seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, and her dress was not luxurious, nor was it the style of the palace, nor was it the so-called assassin's uniform.

Looking at his eyes, there seems to be a bit of joking in the gentleness.

"Who are you!" The young prince glanced at the woman's finger that was touching the tip of the sword, decisively withdrew the long sword, took a step back vigilantly, and blocked the dying emperor on the hospital bed.

Looking at the young prince in front of him, Lingchu could feel the vague connection between him and the emperor on the hospital bed, and sighed inwardly.

As her cultivation level increased, her memory became more and more delicate. Even if it was a glimpse of her when she was young, she could recall it carefully. When she was young, Lingchu really didn't know the origin of her biological father.

All I know is that my mother seemed to be the daughter of a wealthy family at first, but when a disaster happened, the family was broken, and the father I met when I was avoiding the disaster.

As for his father, his identity background seems to be not simple, his family did not agree with him marrying a woman of unknown origin and low status as his wife, and his mother did not care about it.

The two have only one child, Lingchu, and they are quite content.

One does not marry, one does not marry, it is a strange combination.

Now looking through the memories of childhood, it is not difficult to find one or two clues, noble status, Li surname, the answer is ready to come out.

At that time, the emperor was already in power, but he was the younger brother of the emperor, who had never had a wife and no children. He was the number one gossip in leaving the country at that time.

Lingchu already knew it in his heart.

Furthermore, the call in the blood was even more obvious when he came to Li King's Capital this time.

That is to say, the fights and fights in front of them are all descendants of Lingchu's collateral blood anyway.

Lingchu could also feel the intimacy of the armored and brave general outside the hall. The left and right were all descendants of her own blood, and the fight was nothing more than a left hand and a right hand. She had no intention of intervening.

She showed up only because the young prince in front of her actually had spiritual roots.

"It's just a passer-by." Lingchu looked at the vigilant look of the young prince. The other party obviously knew a thing or two about monks, but Lingchu didn't intend to say that he was his ancestor.

"Are you a monk?" The young prince really knew the existence of a monk, and he looked at Lingchu with inexplicably dim eyes at first, and then inexplicably hopeful.

Lingchu could probably guess what the other party was thinking, and as expected, the young prince saw that Lingchu did not deny it, and quickly said, "What I just offended, Xianxian would like to accept the crime, I just hope that the fairy can take action and save my father's life! , must be reciprocated!"

Immortal?

Li Xianxian.

Lingchu's eyes flicked over the face of the emperor on the hospital bed, and finally stopped on the face of the young prince, Li Xianxian. Facing those hopeful eyes, Lingchu turned his palm, and a round snow-white pill appeared on it. palm.

With a light throw, the snow-white pill flew towards Li Xianxian, floating quietly in front of him.

The snow-white pill just floated in front of Li Xianxian's eyes, Lingchu didn't say what kind of pill it was, but just looked at the unpredictable expression on the young man's face with great interest.

Li Xianxian's father, that is, King Li, became what he is now because he believed a monk's words, respected him as a national teacher, and used all the power of the whole country to search for various precious medicinal materials and refine a The so-called longevity pill.

As a result, after eating it, it became what it is today!

And the so-called immortal, the so-called national teacher, has long since fled!
For the only heir, King Li took the name Xianxian, which shows that King Li is obsessed with the way of longevity.

Seeing this all the year round, Li Xianxian already had an instinctive fear of alchemists, elixir, and monks, but in front of him, this woman made him feel inexplicably close. Although he hesitated to take the elixir offered by the other party, he still gritted his teeth and took it. Feed it into King Li's mouth.

The elixir melts in the mouth, as if the breeze enters the body along Li Wang's throat. Just this point, Li Xianxian greatly overturned his previous understanding of the monk's elixir.

But in a short while, Li Wang's face became ruddy visible to the naked eye, his breathing became much more stable, and he even showed signs of being awake.

Li Xianxian grasped Li Wang's pulse, felt the pulse gradually become stronger and more stable, he was relieved immediately, and when he turned around to look at Lingchu again, he already showed some respect and gratitude.

"Li's Xianxian, thank you for your kindness!"

Li Wang's improvement seems to have swept away the haze of the young man, making the young man show his original tall and handsome appearance, and there is even a bit of youthful vigor on his face.

Lingchu shook his head and smiled, "Your father's foundation has been damaged, his lifespan is not long, and the pill is just to make him live a few more days."

King Li has accumulated a lot of toxins, the foundation of his body has long been broken. Even though Lingchu can restore the damage to the other party's internal organs, it can't increase his lifespan.

If you want to increase the lifespan of the other party, the only feasible medicines are those medicines specially used to prolong life. Unfortunately, medicines that can prolong life are rare even in the cultivation world. Lingchu is still young, let alone so early Just collect this pill.

What's more, in Lingchu's eyes, the general and lord outside the palace, who is full of evil spirits, looks more like a real dragon than the emperor in front of him who is obsessed with cultivating Taoism.

(End of this chapter)