King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 263 Heroic Spirit Realm

"Dangerous things, don't do it...wait for Qingyan..."

"Isn't the fairy medicine that Qingyan left you unable to cure the poison? With Qilin's wisdom, we can only think of this way now."

Murong Che held Han Yujue's little hand with increasingly distinct knuckles, his face distressed: "The poison in your body is getting worse, I can't take the risk of waiting for Qingyan to come over."

Han Yujue moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but Murong Che lightly pressed his sleeping point, and fell into a deep sleep again.

This man is still as domineering as ever...

a few days later.

At the foot of the Illusory Sea Mountains, Linqi City.

After Murong Che brought Han Yujue to the vicinity on a unicorn, he went into the city to buy things.

He can go up the mountain without any scruples, but Han Yujue's body is too weak at this time, and he may be sleepy by the cold wind on the snow mountain, and he will never be able to wake up again.

This trip must be safe.

Murong Che purchased a wheelchair and some items specially designed to protect against the cold on the Huanhai Mountain Range.

For convenience, he let Xiao Qi take the form of a human to take care of Han Yujue. When Xiao Qi turned into that burly man with a bang, Murong Che was also speechless for a moment.

After getting ready, set out to go up the mountain.

This time, their destination was not Bingjue Peak, which is the easiest level to climb, but the source of thousands of mountains in the Huanhai Mountain Range - Zhulong Peak.

In other words, it is the highest peak of Mount Everest, no matter how professional a mountaineer is, it is tantamount to death if he goes there.

As far as Murong Che knows, on this continent, except for a certain unrestrained sword master——

No one else has been to Candle Dragon Peak.

However, Murong Che dismissed it, since Shen Xiao can go, there is absolutely no reason why he can't go.

However, now that he is taking Han Yujue with him, it is obviously much more difficult than going up the mountain alone.

"Yujue, will it be cold?"

"...Well, it's okay..."

Xiao Qi pushed Han Yujue's wheelchair, while Murong Che walked beside him and talked to Han Yujue.

Xiao Qi, who finally came in handy, used his fire attribute spiritual power to create a barrier for Han Yujue to isolate the wind and snow, and the barrier was naturally warm.

Murong Che was in charge of killing monsters along the way, and had to talk to Han Yujue from time to time to refresh her. Even with the enchantment, he was still worried about what might happen.If you fall asleep on the snow-capped mountains, it is tantamount to dedicating yourself to the god of death.

Before arriving at Zhulong Peak, there are countless snow-capped mountains to climb.

Murong Che once chatted with Shen Xiao about Zhulong Peak, and learned that in addition to the dangerous natural environment, one must go through many barriers in order to truly reach Zhulong Peak.

After arriving, there is no need to climb anymore, there is an unpredictable keel road that can directly reach the peak where the candle dragon is entrenched.

The heavy snow was flying, and Murong Che's body was covered with flakes of snow, but he only paid attention to Han Yujue, who was sitting in a wheelchair and drooping his eyes.

"Yu Jue, don't blame yourself..."

Murong Che knew what Han Yujue was thinking, but he was too clumsy in comforting others, so he could only organize his words carefully: "After the poison on your body is cured, we will go out together, okay? The way you kill the enemy , must be extremely beautiful... Although I never mentioned it to you, last time you rescued the Northern Wing Army in time and shot and killed a group of flying monsters. I cleaned it up pretty hard."

Han Yujue forced the corners of his mouth to smile.

Yes, she was sad, blaming herself, and blaming herself for being useless.

Although Murong Che was encouraging her, the fact was that Murong Che was gradually getting tired from killing monsters all the way, while she could only sit in a wheelchair and watch the battle.

The deeper you go into the Illusory Sea Mountains, the higher the level of monsters will be.

From the beginning, the third- and fourth-order monsters occasionally appeared, and later the sixth- and seventh-order monsters attacked in groups.

She was afraid that Murong Che would be exhausted before reaching the foot of Zhulong Peak.

"Xiaoqi... help him..."

"Ow!"

No matter how reluctant Murong Che was, under Han Yujue's weak but firm request, he and Xiao Qi took turns to attack and defend.

Although Xiao Qi does not kill, Qilin is the king of all beasts, at least it can intimidate.

Under alternating offense and defense, the two and one beast went deeper and deeper, and finally reached the first barrier——

Heroic world.

The Illusory Sea Mountains are the source of all spirits, and at the same time, they can also summon the souls of all things.

The spirits of heroes who have not yet been reincarnated are most suitable to be summoned to protect the Illusory Sea Mountain Range.

"Take her back."

After Murong Che saw the figure in the ice and snow, he waved his hand to let Xiaoqi take Han Yujue back.

What appeared in this enchantment was a real heroic spirit, not an illusion created by illusion.

and so--

Murong Che and him met again.

Murong Che stepped forward step by step, drew his knife across the air, and the wind of the knife shattered the fluttering snowflakes.

"Murong Zhenfeng, this is really a coincidence."

Former Ning King Murong Zhenfeng - Murong Che's biological father, slowly turned around.

With tiger eyes and thick eyebrows, square face and thick lips, the rough and tough face is completely opposite to the handsome Murong Che.

But his eyes were wide open, and he had the spirit of having experienced the bloody battlefield.

Murong Zhenfeng also drew his knife, and frowned: "I didn't expect to meet you here. Go back, I can let you go now."

"Let me go?" Murong Che seemed to have heard something funny, and smiled evilly, "I should return this sentence to you exactly. If you don't want to be beaten to death by me, you should get out of the way as soon as possible. I will deal with the matter of regicide." I've already done it, but now I want to try what it's like to kill my father?"

"Hahahahaha..." Murong Zhenfeng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Father killing? So you still know that I am your father! Every time I see your face, it reminds me of that lowly woman who has nothing but beauty, I think of her How can I be ashamed and ridiculed by the royal family!"

"Is it."

Murong Che's blade gradually gathered flames, and he continued to walk towards Murong Zhenfeng.

"That's why I've always hated your son... But, the rest of them are all weak and useless, and the one who inherited my killing instinct is you, a scoundrel!" Murong Zhenfeng also waved his knife and put on a stance.

"Oh? That's really sympathetic." Murong Che stopped a few feet away from Murong Zhenfeng.

Murong Zhenfeng laughed loudly: "Very good! Very good! I have been watching you grow up, and I have long wanted to compete with you to see if you are better than blue!"

boom!
As soon as Murong Zhenfeng's words fell, Yanlong roared and charged towards him!

"I have nothing to be happy about winning against a bad old man like you." Murong Che said lightly.

Faced with Murong Che's menacing attack, Murong Zhenfeng did not retreat but advanced, striding forward, he actually split Yanlong with a single knife!
"How did you become so weak?" Murong Zhenfeng frowned, licked the tip of the knife, and madness appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)