long night walk

Chapter 889

It's so naive and ridiculous to want to get approval from people like Ying Ji and Baili Yu. He tried his best to please, pander to, and pretend to be good. In the end, he got nothing, and he lost everything!
At any rate, Bai Lian died under the light.

And he has never been favored by the light from the beginning to the end.

Even for a moment, his life is no longer living for himself.

Under such crazy thoughts, Ying Xiu gradually gave birth to an evil darkness that he never dared to imagine.

He slowly opened his bloodshot face and looked at Gu Sansong: "Help you, what can I get?"

Gu Sansong's eyes at this moment seemed to be patiently watching the prey slowly fall into the net, seeing Ying Xiu's eyes opened.

He laughed: "At least it won't be lower than what you had three years ago."

Ying Xiu said: "To deal with the Zhongyou Dynasty, and recklessly taking the life of the empress, the ancient alliance leader is really quite courageous..."

Gu Sansong said: "If you don't think about the tricks in the deep pool, how can you get the pearl under Lilong's beak. It is true that Yingji Empress is the daughter of the great emperor.

If it were hundreds of years ago, she was not persuaded by Baili Yu to participate in the power struggle in the world...

Zhongyou is a neutral dynasty in the yin and yang realms, if I touch her hair, the Taiyin Emperor can destroy my whole family, and send me and my descendants to the eighteenth level of hell and never be reborn.

However, Ying Ji, as the emperor of the Netherworld, interfered with the affairs of the world without authorization, which undoubtedly involved the entire Zhongyou Dynasty in the order of the world.

She will naturally be governed by the laws of the world. As long as the teacher is famous, I will touch her. As the Lord of the Nine Nethers, the Taiyin Emperor dares to subvert the order of the six realms?

Of course, I took a huge risk in this move, but if I can capture Zhongyou, it is undoubtedly worth the risk. "

The strength of Zhongyou is far above the three sects. If he can kill the empress, control Zhongyou, and gain the power of the six great Yin kings, the future of the Myriad Dao Immortal Alliance will not be long-term.

Ying Xiu didn't know that he was seeking skin from a tiger, but at the same time, he also knew that if Gu Sansong wanted to succeed and completely control the Zhongyou Dynasty, he, the fake prince, was indispensable.

He needs a legitimate heir, who is the puppet in his palm to lead Zhongyou.

And Ying Xiu was one of the best candidates.

One of the candidates, not absolute.

Ying Xiu's gaze flickered, and he said, "Third grade, Tianxi Rebellion, do you know the whereabouts of a man named Si Chen?"

"Sichen?" Gu Sansong pondered for a moment, then said: "You mean the master of Xianling City? I heard that he went into the chaotic valley with the sword master Yu and died for 30 ghouls. The end was miserable."

Gu Sansong was so deep in his thoughts. At this moment, when he heard that Ying Xiu suddenly asked about an unrelated person, he suddenly smelled something unusual:

"Why does Crown Prince Yingxiu care so much about this person? Could it be that he has something to do with Zhongyou Daye?"

During the conversation, Ying Xiu had been observing the changes in his demeanor, and he knew something in his heart. He was sure that Gu Sansong did not know Bai Li'an's true identity, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

He knew the identity of his fake prince, and he seemed to know a lot, but he knew nothing about the identity of the real prince.

But hearing Bai Li'an's end, Ying Xiu felt relieved, and also settled down.

He straightened his clothes expressionlessly again, and said: "It's not impossible for you and me to cooperate, but I don't want to see any threats exist, and the ancient leader doesn't have to play tricks with me, since you appear here, I really don't doubt that the child in Du Yicui's womb is my child."

He raised his head and said indifferently: "If you sincerely plan a great cause with me, this son... why should you stay?"

A light sentence, as if what was casually wiped out was not one's own flesh and blood.

In his life, he has never enjoyed the slightest bit of real warmth, everything is false, so he naturally feels extremely cold and hard to empathize with the blood and family affection of human beings.

Gu Sansong raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud: "Prince Yingxiu, you don't have to be so vigilant. There is no doubt that you are the only candidate for Zhongyou under my control, and there will be no battle between father and son for the throne in the future. Son, that is a gift I prepared for His Highness."

Ying Xiu's expression changed: "A gift?"

Gu Sansong looked Ying Xiu up and down with downcast eyes, and said: "Your Highness is completely empty now, even if I use the best medicine, it will be difficult to repair your body full of holes. Your Highness's body is made of talisman paper. Once damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair, don't His Highness want to have a perfect human body?"

"You mean..."

Gu Sansong said with a smile: "I have been pregnant for three years, and what I have absorbed is the spirit power of the mother's body. I have planted spiritual roots into the fetal spirit with a secret method to purify the soul. There is no doubt that the neutron in Du Yicui's belly is the purest emptiness in history. The body of spiritual roots.

As long as the child is born, Your Highness will abide by the secret method of seizing the house that I passed on to you, and take away the spiritual root of this child. The blood connection between father and son must be much easier than the ordinary physical body.

From now on, from the point of view of talent and aptitude, His Highness is a well-deserved future prince of Zhongyou. If Zhongyou can have such a holy master, why not worry that the six great Yin kings will not surrender under your feet? "

Ying Xiu's eyes were strange, cold and calm. He pulled the gauze on his face, revealing a corner of his bloody face. He smiled sinisterly: "This is really... very exciting."

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Zhongyou Dynasty, Empress Hall.

Several maids in charge of cleaning were cleaning the courtyard. They watched the six Yin kings walk away from the palace with cold and ugly faces, and they couldn't help whispering.

"Did you see that? Today, the six great Yin kings gathered together to discuss matters with the empress. But judging from the faces of those adults, it seems that they are not very good-looking."

"Where can I see? I heard that my mother had a nightmare last night with a high fever and suffered another serious illness.

Since three years ago, the empress left the dynasty and went to the unlucky place of Tianxi Sword Sect, and after being injured by that Baili Yu, her body became worse day by day.

Three years ago, the kings of Yin angered and remonstrated, attacked Tianxi, and took down the ungrateful person.

Niangniang was let down so badly by that heartless person, but she just didn't order to attack her.Since ancient times, we Zhongyou have never suffered such annoyance at the hands of a human monk. "

"Hey, since the sacrament was damaged 600 years ago, her body has been getting worse day by day. Today, the madness has become more and more frequent. But at this time, His Royal Highness not there."

"What's even worse is that I heard that the Ming Taoists and the Cantians have a lot of intentions to deprive the dynasty in recent days.

Because of the catastrophe three years ago, there was a deep grudge with the immortal sect forces in the world. In the past three years, there were six Yin kings who suppressed it.

Now under the covert control of the forces of the Second Department of the Imperial City, the movement of the outside cultivating sects in recent days is really not small. "

The faces of the palace servants were full of worry.

The empress is extremely powerful, and what she brings with her absolute power is absolute punishment.

Even though the Zhongyou Dynasty was deeply feared by the immortal forces in the world, as long as she was there, the government of the Zhongyou Dynasty rarely experienced turmoil.

Even 200 years ago, there was a rebellion by the former king of Yin, and the empress strongly suppressed it, stopped the killing with killing, and stabilized the government with her hands.

So much so that in the past 200 years, no matter how bad the empress's body and temperament were, those spying counselors Anbu Anbu in the dark side of the dynasty had no choice but to suppress their ambitions and desires in fear of the bloody slaughter that year.

But in recent days, Tianxi Sword Sect is holding a big funeral, and the news spread to Zhongyou, forcing the empress to become more crazy and dangerous.

Not to mention the empress, even the little palace servants like them were extremely annoyed when they heard the news.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lost hearing from Tianxi Sword Sect three years ago, it doesn't mean that His Royal Highness has returned from disaster.

Even the empress has not spoken yet, how could Jianzong hold a funeral without authorization that day.

Isn't this stabbing the empress in the heart with a knife?
After a great funeral, the empress's temperament changed drastically, and she has obviously become self-abandoning in recent days. If there were not the suppression of the Yin kings in the court, the rebellion would have already started in all directions.

While whispering, not far away, a young man in blue clothes and black hair came with a lamp.

The man wore a tall crown, held a red lacquer food box in his hand, and wore a blue round collar official uniform. In the night, the slender young man walked on the palace road with his face half down.

Seeing the person coming, all the palace attendants stopped their work one after another, with respect in their eyes, they bowed their heads and saluted: "I have seen Mr. Fengyu."

The man in front of him, who died 900 years ago, was the only heroic spirit in the Zhongyou Dynasty who ruled all directions with his medical skills.

He was born as an Earth Immortal of the Liuqing Dao, pregnant with a descendant of the Shennong family, with unparalleled medical skills, and a well-known existence in the world.

Just because 900 years ago, there was a great epidemic in Nanze, describing the end of the world, and tens of thousands of living beings suffered unspeakably.

It was Sanxian He Xingyun who used his body as medicine, cut his flesh to become a doctor, rescued all living beings in Nanze from fire and water, and died from the plague, thus becoming famous all over the world.

He Xingyun has great merits and virtues in his body, and he could have been promoted to the realm of the Qing Dynasty after his death.

But he refused to ascend, and instead turned into a heroic spirit and returned to Zhongyou. In such a decisive way that people can't understand, he forced himself to stay in the world and was appointed to Zhongyou.

As a heroic spirit, He Xingyun has a pivotal position and weight in the Zhongyou Dynasty.

In terms of strength and cultivation, he may not be considered extremely strong, but he possesses superb medical skills, unparalleled skills, knowledge of the constant and change, and ability to understand the gods. He can not only cure mortal monks, but also heal ghosts.

Medicinal medicine does not die, and Buddha crosses people with predestined relationship.

And the ghost doctor He Xingyun can not only save the living, but also treat the dead.

In the Zhongyou Dynasty, no matter whether it was a cunning cultivator or a dead heroic spirit, they all respected and respected Lord Fengyu.

When He Xingyun came to the Empress Hall, two ghost soldiers in heavy armor also saluted him.

Under the mask, they showed a look of embarrassment, and whispered: "Lord Feng Yu, Your Majesty is not in a stable mood right now. The six Lord Yin Kings have all been shut down. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to enter the palace at this moment."

It hasn't been a day or two since Empress Yingji went crazy, and the Palace of the Empress is not as good as it used to be.

For the past 200 years, Wu Gongshi has been serving in the palace. Once she suffers from a nightmare and becomes confused, unable to control the power in her body, it is irreversible to kill someone by mistake.

Even the two soldiers guarding the female emperor's palace seemed ordinary, but they also had the cultivation base of crossing the tribulation state.

They still have the ability to protect themselves from being killed. The King of Yin can enter the palace and can guarantee that he will not be injured.

But He Xingyun, who was born with medical skills, if he is scratched by his mother, if he is not careful, his soul will fly away and return to chaos.

Zhongyou heroic spirits rely on Lord Fengyu to heal their illnesses and wounds, and they don't want him to seek their own death.

He Xingyun smiled brightly, shook the food box in his hand, and said: "I made some medicinal food for calming the nerves and nourishing the energy, I hope it will be of some help to Your Majesty."

You Bing said helplessly: "My lord, why do you want to make trouble for yourself?"

He Xingyun put down the lamp in his hand, and said calmly: "If His Majesty's mood can improve and return to the court as soon as possible, those who are young will naturally have nothing to fear. Congratulations to a certain person's life is not worth mentioning, but Your Majesty's Holy Body should be the most important thing."

The two ghost soldiers hesitated for a while, pondered for a moment, and finally moved out of the way.

He Xingyun entered the hall with a lantern, and the moment he pushed the door open, a bone-piercing wind blew up, and He Xingyun's heart felt as if covered by frost, feeling icy cold.

He squeezed his cold fingers, and cast his eyes into the dark depths of the palace.

In the huge palace, only a few lights were lit, making it look extraordinarily deep.

In the cold and dead hall, there is no breath of living people, and there seems to be a dark streamer in the air, which is extremely gloomy and depressing.

In the Sen Leng Great Hall, the jade table crosses, the moonlight outside the window is like frost, and in the gusty wind, cold blue curtains flutter like dark clouds in front of the hall.

Under He Xingyun's extreme eyes, he saw the slender figure in bright red behind the curtain.

His gaze landed on that figure and he retracted it with just one glance. He knelt down, placed the food box in front of his knees, and kowtowed: "Mr. He Xingyun, I have seen your empress."

There was a loud wind in the palace, it was clearly an empty and dead palace, but suddenly it was immersed in the violent sea, and the invisible wind and waves crashed on the shore and rolled in.

When the flood tide overturns and destroys the top, there is no bottom in sight.

Under the frantically rolled heavy curtains, the woman in front of the hall slowly turned her eyes, which looked like blood congealed, filled with murderous intent!
Under that piercing gaze, He Xingyun's face was pale, his breath was in a turmoil, and his heart was beating wildly.

As soon as he raised his head, the dancing curtain seemed to gently sweep across his chest.

He Xingyun's cheeks and neck immediately climbed up to an unhealthy layer of strange bright red, and blood beads as fine as ox hair rushed out of his pores, and his blue clothes were instantly stained red with blood.

He gritted his teeth, and his straight shoulders were bent down by the invisible and abundant force, and finally he couldn't support it. A stream of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

He Xingyun was lying on the ground, and heard the low sound of clothes rubbing in front of him.

"His Majesty……"

In the space, an invisible force grabbed He Xingyun's limbs, and his vision spun around.

As soon as He Xingyun raised his eyes, his gaze was fixed for an instant, and a needle glowing with black light hung between his brows, as if it was about to penetrate the sea of ​​consciousness and enter the soul in the next moment.

He Xingyun's body was cold and cold, his eyes met the woman in front of him, and his heart seemed to be touched.

"I went to see you without summons, He Xingyun..." Ying Ji's eyebrows and eyes were dyed with hazy lights, her brow bones were beautiful, and her pupils were inorganic and cold.

But in He Xingyun's eyes, her appearance became more stunning and beautiful, but she was also unprecedentedly difficult to get close to.

The cold and alienated face was slightly the same, her eyes were filled with ominous blood, and her voice was cold and low, like ice brushing against the tip of her heart:

"Does it mean that even you think that I am out of my mind, that I have lost my mind, and dare to be so rude and presumptuous?"

(End of this chapter)