Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 942 Grand Finale [-] ([-] more)

Song Wanzhi rode a horse and saw the city wall of Zhao Kingdom and the people on the wall.

The sky in Zhaoguo is still high and wide, and wind and sand are blowing, blowing people's hearts bit by bit.

Song Wanzhi lowered her head, looked at her fingers, and felt like she couldn't grasp them, and then, there was nothing left.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

The fine wind slid through the fingertips, like that person's kiss, lingering and cherishing.

What could go wrong?

When the plum blossoms bloom again, they will meet again.

Song Wanzhi looked at the statue sitting on the city wall.

She thought that he would never leave the temple in his life.

Came out today just to meet her?

Song Wanzhi thought for a while, and then drove her horse forward, and when she drove her horse close, the city gate opened inch by inch, and the people of the entire temple stood at both ends of the long street, Baili Wenchun stood with her head bowed. There, shouted: "Welcome to the suzerain."

metropolitan?

After so many years, she is no longer the heir of that temple.

Song Wanzhi looked expressionless, rode forward, passed through the human wall, then dismounted, and walked to the city wall.

"My lord," Song Wanzhi said.

His Majesty held a chess piece in his hand and said, "I'll pick you up."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "I don't understand what you mean. Wanzhi is no longer the young suzerain in the temple, isn't the current young suzerain Baili Wenchun and the others?"

Your Majesty avoided answering, and said, "Are you here to see Xiao Xueyi?"

Song Wanzhi said: "I have already passed on the unicorn blood and the healing method that the Great Physician said to you. Wanzhi believes in you in this respect, and Wanzhi must be at ease about what you promised."

Your Majesty stood up and said, "If you want to take Xiao Xueyi away, then come with me."

Song Wanzhi followed behind him and walked towards the palace.

There were many people in the snow-covered city, and the people from the temple lined up on both sides. The common people didn't know what happened, what kind of things made the people from the temple appear on the long street, and then did these things.

However, when they saw the girl with the old umbrella leading the horse appearing at the end of the long street, they immediately became excited.

It's Miss Wanzhi!
It's their late miss!

Even though the people from the temple were there, the people on both sides of the street still let out low cheers, and couldn't help shouting: "Miss Wan Zhi!"

"Sister!" A little boy jumped up and almost ran towards Song Wanzhi through the crowd. Fortunately, he was held down by a young man next to him, so he was not rude.

Song Wanzhi looked at the little guy from the Lin family. She smiled at him, and then continued walking forward.

People cheered in low voices, welcoming the girl's return.

The venerable was wrapped in a white robe and walked in front. No one knew that the old man in front of him was the most mysterious venerable in the temple.

Perhaps now, he is just a guide.

The imperial city cut off human voices.

After seven years, when Song Wanzhi finally stood in front of Zhang Huadian, knowing that Xiao Xueyi was lying there, she couldn't move forward.

Near nostalgia timid.

The red silk that surrounded the entire city had been removed, and the beams covered with cobwebs had also been cleaned.

In seven years, the emperor and empress in the original palace have turned into ashes, and the new emperor has taken the throne. Everything is different.

She lifted her foot, walked up the steps, walked to the door, reached out her hand to touch the slightly cool door, lowered her eyes, and finally there was a trace of tears, then stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

Inside the door is vaguely the scene of ten years ago, but Master Jie doesn't know what has changed.

She saw the red skirt.

The original groom's clothes.

Song Wanzhi stepped forward and looked at the young man lying peacefully. It has been seven years, from 13 years old to 20 years old now. She has grown up and married, but this young man still looks seventeen or eighteen years old.

Song Wanzhi squatted down slowly in front of the bed, looking at the young man in front of him.

Xiao Xueyi.

At such a close distance, she could almost see the faint fluctuations of the boy's breath.

breathing.

Seven years later, after seven years of lying in that icy world, her elder brother Xueyi breathed again. She stretched out her hand and landed on his cheek, feeling the breath of that breath on her hand .

In an instant, Song Wanzhi's tears fell.

Her hand dropped, held his hand, and then called out: "Brother Xueyi."

The name that blurted out at the beginning, now, is also slightly difficult.

It seems that there are thousands of words to say, but in the end, I can't even say a word.

Everything I have experienced in the past seven years, because of the breath at this moment, everything is not worth mentioning.

"Brother Xueyi, I met a very good man. He treats me very well, you wake up quickly, and I will let him come to see you after waking up. I want you to see, your Awan life All right, she will be the happiest person in the world."

"Brother Xueyi."

Song Wanzhi held the young man's hand with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Back then, you married me to save me and blocked all the disasters for me. Now, I am here.

"Brother Xueyi, wake up quickly."

As Song Wanzhi said, she could feel the boy's breathing was steady, and the stiff blood began to flow slowly, but it seemed that no matter how she called, the boy in front of him didn't wake up.

Song Wanzhi held the boy's hand and finally felt something was wrong.

Even though the youth in front of him had regained his vitality, his vitality was blocked.

Song Wanzhi turned her head and saw His Honor standing there.

"My lord," Song Wanzhi said.

His Majesty said: "Xiao Xueyi is alive, but there is one thing missing from the medical skills of the Great Physician King."

"what?"

"you."

Song Wanzhi smiled slightly: "Me?"

"Yes, you." Your Majesty looked at her and said, "Everything has a price. When Xiao Xueyi saved you, the price was almost his life. Although you have Qilin blood now, you want to save him , so it is definitely not that simple. You know that your blood has many functions, are you willing to use your blood to save him?"

Song Wanzhi heard this, smiled slightly, and said, "As long as he survives, I'm willing to pay any price. But how do I know you're not kidding me?"

The Venerable said: "Wan Zhi. You are the smartest woman in the world, you should be able to feel whether I am lying to you."

"Even with unicorn blood, it can only last three days."

Song Wanzhi looked at him and said, "You know, what is the most important thing to me."

There was an incomprehensible smile in His Majesty's eyes, he looked at the girl in front of him, and said slowly: "Wan Zhi, think clearly."

Song Wanzhi stood there, hearing the voice hidden all around

Song Wanzhi looked at Xiao Xueyi who was lying on the bed, but said nothing.

Yes, she could feel that although the boy in front of her was alive, she lacked vitality, and this vitality was hidden in her blood. When her blood was close to the boy, if she felt it, she could even sense that A surging call.

She knew that her blood was special, and it seemed that she could attract something, but would it really work for him?

It's just a little blood, and you don't even need to pay half your life.

Without even thinking about it, Song Wanzhi took out a dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed it into her chest. She is a doctor, so she naturally knew where to avoid her vitals, and when she pierced it, it would bleed.

Drops of blood rolled out.

Song Wanzhi picked the blood from the dagger into Xiao Xueyi's lips, and then immediately sealed the blood in his heart.

And when she raised her head again, she found a wave of blood spreading along Xiao Xueyi's body, which was a signal that her vitality was gradually recovering.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Wanzhi's mouth, and he put down the dagger, but just as he put down the dagger, suddenly, a sharp pain came from his heart!
Then, she turned sharply.

In an instant, there was a "click", and the door of Zhang Huadian shattered instantly.

Then, the dead servants in the temple flooded in like a tide.

They stood outside the Zhanghua Hall like ghosts, and His Majesty stood there with deep eyes.

His Majesty stood there, holding a small crystal bottle in his hand.

He lifted up the small crystal bottle.

Then, Song Wanzhi watched a bloody thread emerge from Xiao Xueyi's mouth, and then instantly retracted the crystal bottle.

Song Wanzhi knew that it was a strand of soul.

A ray of soul that is so powerful that everything in the world is in awe.

The soul of Emperor Qin.

Song Wanzhi looked at the old man in front of him coldly: "Who the hell are you?"

His Majesty looked at the girl in front of him, with a strange smile in his eyes: "What do you think?"

Guess what?

Song Wanzhi closed her eyes, then opened them, and said: "At the beginning, I learned that Emperor Qin had two cronies in Qin Ling's time scroll, and Han Xiangjian was one, so now, you are the other, right? "

Your Majesty laughed: "Yes! Your Majesty?! What is that?! I have been hiding in this old shell for so many years, just to one day tell the world my name! It is said that he accompanied Qin Huang on his overseas expeditions to Qingtian! And you, since you were born, I have been waiting for this day!"

Song Wanzhi said: "So, you let the seven great masters come to Mingcheng, and when I open the seventh volume of the time volume, I am afraid that it is for the soul of Emperor Qin who was sealed in the seventh volume of time by Mrs. Qi?"

Xiao Xuesheng once said that Mrs. Qi sealed the soul of the golden dragon and Qin Huang together in the seventh volume of time, but they only encountered the soul of the golden dragon.

Qingtian laughed: "You are so smart."

He looked at Song Wanzhi again, and said with a smile: "I forgot to tell you, including what happened when you were 13 years old, everything is under my control. However, after being demonized, Queen Zhao is still reluctant to kill you. It's also pitiful."

"And now, the gears of fate are about to turn on, and the great emperor is about to return! You ants will become the stepping stones for his return."

"Also, Song Wanzhi, do you think Su Mengchen has good intentions for you? He just used you from the beginning to the end. Do you think you are better than his world? He has already seen through your blood."

"My blood?" Song Wanzhi asked.

Qingtian smiled and said: "Your blood? Do you know what your blood is? Do you want me to tell you?"

Song Wanzhi lowered her eyes, looked at the dense figures outside, and smiled slowly.

She turned around, looked at Xiao Xueyi who was on the couch, then stretched out her hands, squatted down, put the boy on her back, picked up a soft quilt on the bed, twisted it into a rope, and tied the boy to her body .

She raised her steps, walked out of the Zhanghua Palace, stood at the door, and looked at Qingtian: "I don't know what my blood is, whether it is phoenix, demon, ordinary or majestic. But the only thing I know is More importantly, I am Song Wanzhi."

"I am Song Wanzhi, and my husband is Su Mengchen. He is a man with the world in mind, and he bears the responsibility of the whole world. No matter what he wants to do, I will choose to fight side by side with him."

"That's what I believe in."

That's what she believes in.

I have never been afraid of difficulties and obstacles, and all my efforts are just to catch up.

Qingtian looked at her, and said with a smile: "You are taking Xiao Xueyi with you, do you think you can get out?"

Song Wanzhi stood there, smiling: "I believe."

Even if she was facing the most powerful of the Eight Great Saints, this girl still had absolute confidence.

She believes in everything she believes in.

Qingtian laughed: "What an arrogant girl. But let's wait and see."

Song Wanzhi nodded.

She pulled out the snow sword in her hand, and then walked outside.

It's a clear sky outside.

Qingtian shook his head with a smile, a strange flash of eyes flashed in his eyes: "Then, I'll see if you can go out."

The girl smiled, then looked at the snow sword in her hand, and then walked forward step by step.

There was still a slight pain in my heart, but there seemed to be nothing.

Who has suffered the pain of this blade for her?
Deadpool was like an ant, when he saw the girl walking out, he rushed up violently!

Like the tide.

Song Wanzhi didn't think about anything, just picked up the snow sword, as if picking up a ray of light, the snow color spread instantly, and groups of dead waiters receded like a tide.

These dead servants without souls were defeated by the girl's sword.

However, Qingtian still stood there with a smile, as if waiting for something.

Deadpool receded like a tide, but behind Deadpool, rows of arrows were aimed at her.

Song Wanzhi stood there, holding the snow sword in his hand, looking at them.

Standing on a high place is Xiao Boyun.

The young man who temporarily replaced Xiao Xue on the throne.

It's just that the young man with clear eyes and vague righteousness back then was full of desire for power, and looked at the girl in front of him with a turbid look.

He looked at Song Wanzhi, trembling slightly.

Even though he is the emperor of Zhao Kingdom now, he still feels timid in the face of this unparalleled girl from Tsinghua University.

It was timidity that spread from the depths of the soul.

Song Wanzhi looked at him and smiled: "Xiao Boyun, how about the smell of power?"

Xiao Boyun stood there, trembling slightly, then swallowed: "Miss Wan Zhi, if you are willing to give up Xiao Xueyi, then I can let you go."

Song Wanzhi looked at him and asked, "Xiao Boyun, do you think you can sit on the throne for a long time without Xiao Xueyi?"

Xiao Boyun raised his head, still a little weak: "How, why not?"

Song Wanzhi smiled and shook her head: "Your name is right and proper, I gave it to you. It doesn't matter whether Xiao Xueyi cares about the throne, or if he doesn't care, then he has to wake up and give you the throne, so you can sit for a long time. And Once you lose your integrity, who do you think will obey you in this great country? What you have now is just the name of the throne, what about your rights? What about your ability to turn the world around? Xiao Boyun, The reason why an emperor can become an emperor is that he must have the heart of an emperor. The so-called heart of an emperor means that under any circumstances, the people of the world are above him, including the throne, can you do it?"

Xiao Boyun took a step back, the girl's words sounded gentle, but there was an indescribable aura vaguely, which pierced through people's hearts directly, so that no one even had a chance to refute.

He was flustered immediately, and then said to Song Wanzhi: "I, I don't believe it! I have a lord, and my lord will help me!"

Song Wanzhi looked at Qingtian and said with a smile: "He? He is just a pile of rotten flesh and blood, lost in desire, he can't last much longer than you!"

Xiao Boyun looked at the girl in front of him, then gritted his teeth, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Bring me up!"

Song Wanzhi's eyes rolled down.

Then, a group of people were pushed up.

Five gods, Fu Yansheng.

Six people were thrown up.

Xiao Boyun said: "Look, your people have already been subdued by us, if you dare to act rashly, then, then, I will kill them!"

The five generals and Fu Yansheng stood there coldly, as if they didn't hear Xiao Boyun's words at all.

It seems that death is not in the eye at all.

Song Wanzhi looked at Xiao Boyun with Xiao Xueyi on his shoulders: "You try."

Xiao Boyun trembled because of these three words.

The girl's eyes fell on him, cold as if piercing the bone marrow. In an instant, a huge panic spread from the bottom of his heart. He stepped back abruptly, and retreated to the back of the soldiers. Said: "Shoot! Shoot for me!"

Immediately, the fully drawn bowstring was loosened, and thousands of arrows shot at the girl in an instant!

However, he seemed to have forgotten that the girl in front of him was the peak half-saint.

The sharp arrow turned into a cloud of smoke, Song Wanzhi raised her hand, the brilliance of the snow sword had smoothly cut through everything, and then her body pressed down towards Xiao Boyun like a green swallow!
Even behind heavy crowds, Xue Jian still successfully pierced through all the barriers, piercing Xiao Boyun's chest with one sword.

Xiao Boyun looked at Song Wanzhi in disbelief.

Xuejian pulled out, not a single drop of blood fell.

The girl raised her eyes, looked at Xiao Boyun, and said, "The sword in my hand is only for protecting the people around me. And you, you have harmed my friend."

Xiao Boyun fell to the ground with a "bang".

Those soldiers with bows and arrows stood there blankly, watching the emperor they had loyally fell down.

These people are Xiao Boyun's most loyal bodyguards, apart from them, in the whole Zhao Kingdom, who else would dare to point their arrows at Zhao Kingdom's phoenix?

But now, it's all useless.

Song Wanzhi's gaze swept away, and those people with bows and arrows immediately backed away.

Song Wanzhi withdrew his gaze, and Xue Jian cut the ropes that bound the five generals and Fu Yansheng.

However, when she lowered her head, Fu Yansheng's eyes widened suddenly, and then he shouted: "Be careful!"

However, it's too late.

A blade of invisible light sank into the girl's shoulder.

Qingtian didn't make a move, Baili Wenchun didn't make a move, Mochizuki didn't make a move.

It was the young man behind Song Wanzhi who made the move.

Xiao Xueyi.

　Not finished today~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)