As soon as the words fell, Xiyue took out the letter that Jin Qiaojue, the emperor of the underworld, had given to her, and put it into Mo Qin's hands.

"This is the talisman to the underworld. Go and see Jin Qiaojue and ask him to help find the soul of the Seventh Prince, okay?"

Mo Qin was startled, took the token from Xiyue, and didn't reply for a long time. How could there be a token leading to the underworld in her hand.

This,

what is going on.

Originally, I thought that the magic weapon I gave her was considered good, but compared to this, it is simply...too inferior.

"I'll explain it to you later, go, go and go back quickly."

Mo Qin nodded and didn't bother anymore, the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, Xiyue saw him leave, sighed, turned around and looked at the Seventh Prince intently.

His eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful.

"Liancheng Xuanjing, are you really a part of my body?"

With a faint sentence, Xiyue stood up, returned to the soft couch, let the maids come in and waited on them to eat some food and medicine, and then fed a little medicine into the mouth of the Seventh Prince before returning to the couch by herself Go up and go back to sleep.

Fatigue hit, just feeling groggy.

Xiyue turned over and lay on her side, opened her misty eyes, and looked at the motionless body of the Seventh Prince far away on the opposite side where the gauze curtain fluttered.

He at this moment,

already dead.

If there is no cultivation, if there is no six realms, if there is no all of these things, one can only watch the Seventh Prince die like this.

twilight,

Xiyue blinked her eyes, tucked the quilt tightly around her body, and felt a chill in her chest. The words she said to Mo Qin earlier seemed to have been said to Ouyang Mingri a long time ago.

she says,

For him, he is a patient, and for her, he is a doctor, and there is no such thing as shyness or chastity.

……

Ouyang tomorrow.

The long finger touched the wrist lightly. There is a bracelet made of amethyst spirit stone and a gold ring given by Master Moqin.

Gently call tomorrow's name, and you can ask where he is. The Spring Breeze Palace has been burned down and is no longer there. Since we left that day, we have never contacted him again.

Di Shangxie may have returned to the demon world, and he should be the demon emperor at this moment.

……

There was a sharp pain in the bottom of her heart. Xiyue turned over, closed her eyes, and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway. Many things happened recently.

The emperor died, the prince passed away, and the war between the prince and King Jing became more and more fierce. Every day, groups of people died, and forces turned against each other every day.

As for who will be the emperor of the Jinyao Dynasty, there will be an answer in three days. This is the final deadline given to them by the emperor.

The first emperor was very smart, but also very cruel. He knew that there would definitely be a son who would win, and there would definitely be a son who would become the soul of the sword——

but,

A few sons died, but Jin Yao's country could be protected, what's wrong with that?

……

Bewildered, as if she fell asleep, the nightmare appeared in her mind once again, and the beautiful woman in plain white was still so unfeeling, and the person standing behind her was a face full of pain. , a magnificent man.

He still said the same words, lightly ask the woman in front, don't make the same mistake again... But the woman in front is still ruthless, slowly...she wants to turn around...

Xiyue's eyes widened, trying to see clearly who she was, but the moment she was about to turn around, Xiyue was awakened by a gust of cold wind.

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