Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 768 Happy Ending (8)
Xiao Qingyu's eyes were deep, and he said word by word: "Look for eight masters, sit on the floor according to the orientation of the eight trigrams formation, put Yimengqianian in the middle of the gossip, and use your internal force to activate Yimengqianian to detoxify!"

Mu Yutang frowned lightly, it was really complicated!The eight masters must not only have high martial arts skills, but also have deep internal strength, otherwise, they will not be able to motivate Yimeng Qianqian: "Which eight people did you find?"

"Mu Chenfeng, An Mofeng, Duan Zixi, Feng Wuhen, Lin Wanyun, Apu, Azhong, Aliang!" Xiao Qingyu gently spit out eight names.

Among the eight, Mu Chenfeng, An Mofeng, and Duan Zixi are all real masters, while the martial arts of the other five can only be considered average. He could have found more suitable masters to replace them, but their detoxification activities should not be noisy. Too big, otherwise, it will attract the attention of some caring people, and their poison will never be cured.

Nangong Yan was in a coma, A Pu and A Zhong carried him to the soft couch in the room, looking at the little blood left at the corner of his mouth, Mu Yutang stared: "My father also vomited blood?"

Apu nodded, and said in a low voice: "My lord woke up two hours ago, and he vomited blood before finishing a bowl of porridge!"

Looking at Nangong Yan's pale complexion and weak breath, Mu Yutang frowned: "It's not too late, hurry up and activate Yimeng Qiannian to detoxify!"

"Okay!" Xiao Qingyu nodded, flicked his fingers, and a golden gossip pattern instantly appeared on the ground in the center of the room. Everyone followed the pattern, walked slowly to their positions, and sat on the floor!

Xiao Qingyu waved his sleeve robe lightly, the hidden compartment on the wall was opened, and Yimengqian flew straight over!
Mu Yutang reached out to catch the next dream thousand years, and put the last piece on it. In an instant, the dream thousand years bloomed with dazzling light, and the four characters of "one dream thousand years" seemed to be alive, winding on the porcelain pillow The word "一" was the first to break away from the porcelain surface, and slowly rose into the air with the three characters "Dream Millennium". With strong black air, his figure suddenly turned around, and flew to the top of Nangongyan with a long black air, circling again to draw out the poison from his body.

Duan Zixi blinked vigorously, looking at this miraculous scene, his eyes were full of surprise: "Didn't it mean that Yimengqianqian needs our internal strength to activate it? We haven't done it yet, how can it detoxify you by itself?"

Xiao Qingyu looked at the little golden dragon winding and fluttering in mid-air, with a complex look in his pupils: "Yimeng Qianqian has a lot to do with Yutang, and it was Yutang who inspired it."

Duan Zixi frowned puzzledly: "Isn't Yutang lacking in internal energy? How did she wake up a dream for a thousand years?"

"She doesn't need internal force to activate Yimengqiannian, as long as she comes into contact with Yimengqiannian!" Just like when she touched Yimengqiannian back then, she saw the memory of the Black Iron Army recorded in it. Generally deep!
Duan Zixi's eyes lit up: "Really? Then let Yutang detoxify you, I'm almost suffocated sitting here, go for a walk."

Seeing that he was about to stand up, Xiao Qingyu said in a deep voice: "No! The gossip activated in the room is closely related to Yimengqian. If one of the eight of you moves its position, Yidengqian can feel it, and Yidengqian can detoxify If there is a slight mistake, not only my father-in-law and I will die on the spot, but you will also be injured, ranging from hurting the lungs to the heart, and severely bursting the muscles and veins of the whole body."

"So serious?" Duan Zixi was startled, and hurriedly sat still: "Then I won't move, sit here and protect Yutang!"

Xiao Qingyu hummed lightly, and looked at Mu Yutang: "Yutang, it's time to start!"

"Okay!" Mu Yutang nodded, Su Bai's little hand clenched Yimengqiannian, a force suddenly hit her, and sucked her into the center of the gossip, Yimengqiannian emitted a faint light, sucking the little golden dragon to the center From above, two pale golden beams of light suddenly shot out, covering Xiao Qingyu and Nangong Yan tightly, the complexions of both of them turned jet-black, wisps of black air rose from their hands, feet, and bodies, following their blood vessels Grabbing to the top of the head, through the beam of light, he rushed into a thousand years of dreams.

Dozens of snow-clothed guards stood outside Qingyun Hall, holding long swords, and their eyes were piercing, waiting for them!
Suddenly there was a strange sound in the air, Xue Yiwei looked up, and saw countless men in black leaping in from the wall, holding a gleaming long sword in their hands, stabbing at them mercilessly .

"Defend the Qingyun Palace, protect the son, concubine, Lord Yan!" Xue Yiwei shouted coldly, and thrust out the long sword in his hand, bringing a burst of cold light, and slashed at the assassins fiercely.

In an instant, there was a fierce exchange of weapons in the silent air. The snow-clothed guards, the hidden guards, and the bodyguards shuttled back and forth among the black-clothed crowd, raising lines of bloody red blood. The guard is still the man in black.

A figure suddenly appeared on the dark wall, with a handsome face and stern eyebrows, it was Ye Wensong, the prisoner of the General Order, looking down at the Qingyun Palace, and saw the figures of eight people sitting in meditation clearly reflected on the window!

The corner of his mouth curved into a crooked smile: Xiao Qingyu, Nangongyan is detoxifying, the Xueyiwei, Yinwei, and bodyguards in the yard are all held back by the assassins, Wuxia cares about him, this is an easy way to kill Xiao Qingyu, Nangongyan's great favor Chance, according to rumors, Duan Zixi and Mu Chenfeng are also inside, if they are killed together, the White Tiger Kingdom will have no leader, and there will be chaos, and his return to the country as emperor will be just around the corner.

Ye Wensong's eyes turned cold, his slightly clenched palms suddenly opened, and the strong internal force slammed at Qingyun Palace, only to hear 'bang! ' With a sound, the expensive door was smashed into pieces and fell to the ground with a crackling sound, billowing smoke and dust.

The night pearl in the wall groove was also shaken, and the inner room, which was as bright as day, was suddenly pitch black.

"Sir!"

"My lord!"

The snow-clothed guards and hidden guards exclaimed, wanting to rush to the door to protect the people in the room, but the black-clothed assassins in front of them entangled them tightly, and they couldn't get away at all, with a deep coldness shining from the bottom of their eyes and anxious.

Ye Wensong stood on the top of the wall, looking at the silent inner room, raised his sword eyebrows lightly: the room was pitch-black, and the people inside neither came out nor made any sound. It seems that it was Xiao Qingyu, Nangong Yan detoxified to the end At critical moments, don't get distracted, he'll 'greeting' them!
The corner of Ye Wensong's mouth curled up into a weird smile, and he jumped towards the Qingyun Hall. A powerful internal force flew out, and mercilessly hit the hall: There are eight or nine people sitting in the Qingyun Hall, and I don't know which bad luck he will seriously injure. ghost?
"Bang!" A powerful internal force shot out from the inner room, scattered his internal force, and hit him fiercely with undiminished power. Ye Wensong was startled and quickly dodged, but the internal force seemed to have eyes, heavy It hit him on the chest, knocked him out of Qingyun Palace, and hit him heavily on the corridor pillar, his face was pale from the pain, and his brows were tightly frowned.

(End of this chapter)