After his inner voice was read, the little cannon fodder became the darling of the world

The immortal servant responded and left quickly.

Tiandao couldn't wait to check the result, he pinched his fingers and a butterfly flew away.

Soon, Siming replied: "The Empress is fine. She is fighting a monster right now."

Tiandao finally let go of the worry in his heart.

"The little girl is fine. She is undergoing training right now."

"It's okay!"

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the message from the Star Lord of Destiny came again.

"Oh no! The empress is feeling unwell and has fallen to the ground. The people around her are surrounding her!"

At this time, the immortal servant who was sent to Jiuruju also came back running: "Jiuruju is missing an old set of underwear!"

Tiandao, who usually remained calm in the face of emergencies, changed his expression at this moment. He no longer cared about anything and ordered the Medical Immortal.

"You try your best to keep the second one alive. I will go check on the little girl."

Somewhere in the magical forest.

In the days since he recovered 60% of his cultivation, Nangong Jiu seemed to have endless energy and kept looking for high-level monsters to fight.

The ordinary monsters that could normally fight against Nangong Jiu could not even last a few moves in her hands.

For this reason, Nangong Jiu fought more and more vigorously.

On this day, he finally found a high-level monster that was about to ascend to heaven. He rushed forward excitedly and started to slash and beat the monster.

The monster was forced into a corner and fought with Nangong Jiu desperately. After dozens of rounds, the monster was at a disadvantage.

Just when the monster realized that its life was in danger, Nangong Jiu's expression suddenly changed. The monster found a chance to survive and disappeared in a few seconds.

Nangong Jiu covered his chest and squatted on the ground with a pale face.

"Jiu Jun!"

"Master!"

"Your honor!"

A cry of surprise.

Taoist Qingchen picked up the little guy and half leaned and half lay him in his arms.

"Jiu Jun, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nangong Jiu clutched his chest tightly: "My chest hurts!"

Taoist Master Qingchen reminded doubtfully: "Hurry up and treat yourself. Don't you even have the strength to treat yourself? Qingchen will give you the spiritual power now."

As he said this, he placed his palm on Nangong Jiu's body.

Nangong Jiu shook his head with difficulty: "It's not an illness, I'm not sick, the pain in my chest may be caused by something wrong with a relative I care about.

Qingchen, come on, use the paper bird to ask for me."

Taoist Qingchen took a stack of paper birds from Nangong Jiu with shaking hands and asked Nangong Yunxue first.

"Madam, I'm Qingchen. Are you all okay? Jiujun suddenly felt a pain in his chest. I was worried that something had happened to you, so I asked Qingchen to help ask."

Then he asked about the General's Mansion, the Imperial Palace, and even General Chu's Mansion.

Soon, the paper birds flew back one by one, and the response was that everything was fine.

Nangong Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and took out the sound transmission mirror with difficulty.

At this time, Tiandao suddenly appeared, took Nangong Jiu, and gently stroked her chest with his palm: "Little girl, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Jiu felt the pain was less severe: "My chest suddenly hurts, but I'm not sick. Is there something wrong in the mansion?"

"It's just the chest that hurts, your neck is fine?"

"fine."

On one side is Nangong Xuan whose life is slipping away, and on the other side is Nangong Jiu who has a chance to recover his memory but has to endure phantom pain.

Tiandao withdrew his hand and was in a dilemma.

Faced with a difficult decision, Tian Dao said seriously: "Something really happened in your house. Your second brother suddenly couldn't breathe and fainted.

The medical immortal said that he couldn't find any problem, but he could clearly feel that his life was slipping away, and he probably wouldn't last for half a day."

"How could this happen? What happened?"

Tiandao explained the matter briefly.

"You said that there was a thief in the house, and second brother's underwear was lost, and then second brother couldn't breathe?"

"Yes!" Tiandao concealed the fact that Nangong Jiu's inner clothes were also stolen.

Nangong Jiu's brows knitted together: "This is too weird, do you think someone is using some despicable means?"

"Are you talking about sorcery?" Tiandao asked and then nodded.

“Si Ming said that shortly after you broke through, he saw a black shadow flash into the demon world.

By the way, you may not know that after your parents came back, they went to the Demon Realm to find Wu Ya to avenge you, and they had a conflict with the people in the Demon Realm and killed Zhu Huai and Wu Ya.

I suspect that the High Priest of the Demon Realm is seeking revenge, and he has targeted the second brother who has the best cultivation among your brothers."

Tiandao avoided the important issue and chose a slightly more reasonable reason.

"Dad and Mom killed Zhu Huai and Wu Ya? That makes sense. It must be the High Priest who did this.

I will ask my mother and the others to bring my second brother down here, and I will treat him."

Nangong Jiu anxiously said to the sound transmission mirror: "Dad and Mom, please bring my second brother down quickly. I will treat him for him."

Tiandao observed Nangong Jiu's expression and spoke again: "Your second brother's situation is a bit complicated. Not only is he unconscious, but his spiritual roots are also destroyed."

"What? Second brother's spiritual roots are also destroyed?" Nangong Jiu was horrified, jumping anxiously and wiping his tears.

“Woo woo… The old bastard, the high priest, actually dared to hurt my second brother like this. When I recover my power, I will kill him myself. If I don’t take revenge, I am not Nangong Jiu.

With my current cultivation level, I can’t repair his spiritual roots.

Second brother cares most about his cultivation. He has spent a lot of effort to cultivate to his current level. If his spiritual roots are destroyed and his cultivation is gone, how can he live?"

Tiandao touched his nose to hide his guilty conscience.

"His condition is very dangerous. Let's save his life first and then talk about his spiritual roots."

After thinking about it and fearing to be exposed, he avoided Nangong Jiu, made a gesture, and told Nangong Xuan and others about Nangong Jiu's situation, and they were all relieved.

Soon, Xiang Ning woke up and appeared in front of Nangong Jiu with her family, carefully carrying Nangong Xuan.

At this time, Nangong Jiu's body had returned to normal. When he saw the family, he rushed forward crying.

"Dad, Mom, and brothers, please put my second brother down quickly. I'll take a look at him!"

The family put Nangong Xuan on a flat surface, and Nangong Jiu put his hand on Nangong Xuan's forehead.

After a moment, he said with a pale face and gritted his teeth: "There is a ball of black air wrapped around the neck of the second brother. It is really the old bastard of the high priest who is causing trouble. Only he has the ability to do this.

My current spiritual power is not enough to dispel the black energy, so I need your help."

Tiandao took the initiative to step forward: "Come here, my Lord!"

"Thank you very much!"

After thanking him, Nangong Jiu put his hand on Nangong Xuan's neck, while Tiandao placed his palm on her vest.

Not long after, Nangong Jiu's face began to turn pale, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down her cheeks, and the Tiandao also became a little strenuous from the ease at the beginning.

Xiang Ning and his wife, Taoist Qingchen, and Nangong Xuan and his brothers joined in one after another, and Nangong Jiu's face gradually turned rosy.

Finally, Master Huiyuan, little Wang Xiaoxing and Wuwang also joined in.

About half an incense stick of time passed before Nangong Jiu withdrew his hand.

"Second brother is fine, he will wake up soon. The old bastard High Priest has spent a lot of money, and that ball of black energy is so overbearing."

Xiang Ning looked Nangong Jiu up and down, then hugged him tightly in her arms.

"Xiaojiu, I scared you to death, are you okay?"