The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Qin Xubai's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and Song Wentian did not delay any longer. He immediately cut his and Qin Xubai's palms, and continuously injected true energy into his body.

Seeing that Qin Xubai's bloodless face finally returned to normal, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Song Wentian spat out blood with a "pu" sound.

A faint black aura entered his body through the wound on his palm.

"father!"

Song Wentian immediately sealed his acupuncture points to prevent the black aura from infiltrating, and Song Yunxi rushed forward and cut off the black aura with his true qi.

But even so, some gas still entered Song Wentian's body, and Song Wentian spat out blood again.

"Uncle Tian!"

"Ask the sky!"

Emperor Qinglong and the brother Ye Xuanqi also rushed forward and found that Song Wentian's palm had become slightly darker.

Emperor Qinglong was very anxious: "What's going on?"

Song Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly: "The other party also has mine."

Although he didn't finish, everyone understood.

The other party not only has the Qin Xubai brothers' belongings, but also Song Wentian's hair, blood, or personal belongings.

The three brothers might be careless at times, but Song Wentian would never be. So how did the other party get the cursed thing on him?

Emperor Qinglong released a murderous aura: "Investigate! I will immediately order someone to conduct a thorough investigation!"

"Brother, there is no need to go to great lengths. The person who cast the curse is not from the palace."

So it is impossible to find it.

Song Yunxi took back the Azure Needle from Song Wentian: "It has been controlled for the time being, but it will be very dangerous if we can't find the person who cast the curse."

Song Yunxi didn't say how dangerous it would be, but everyone could think of it.

Ye Xuanqi finally understood: "This time I came here for Uncle Tian and my cousin."

Song Yunxi was a little puzzled: "Why am I the only one who is fine?"

If the other party had a cursed object in his hand, then hers must be among them, but why was she fine?

Or in other words, why did the other party miss her?

If Song Muxue knew the doubts in her heart, she would definitely tell her that it was not that he did not want to attack her, but that he had used up all her blood that he had obtained in his previous life, and that person could not find anything in the space that could be used to curse Song Yunxi.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as Song Wentian and his three disciples are eliminated, Song Yunxi will be the only one left and it will be difficult for him to stir up any trouble.

Shen House.

In a dark room, Song Muxue clearly saw the burnt ashes in the brazier. Those were the hair of Song Wentian and his three disciples.

No matter how knowledgeable Song Wentian was, he could never have imagined that the burnt hair at this moment were all their belongings from their previous lives, and the most terrifying thing about the man in front of him was the space in his hand that could connect to past and present lives.

The hair of their master and disciples was hidden in his space.

Song Muxue asked him: "They should be dead now!"

Although she had confidence, she was annoyed that Song Yunxi was able to turn danger into safety every time.

"Don't worry, you will die for sure."

The man paused and said in a cold voice: "In the previous life, I was able to take away all their luck and make them die miserably. In this life, they can't escape from my palm either."

Song Muxue breathed a sigh of relief: "I hope so."

At this time in Qingyun Pavilion, even though the black energy in Song Wentian's body was stopped from spreading in time, and Song Yunxi sealed his blood and heart meridians with the Biluo Needle Technique, Song Wentian was still swallowed by the curse and had to close his mind and meditate to control it.

Song Yunxi spent the whole night reading ancient books but couldn't find any solution.

"Only my father's true energy can disperse the curse and bite it back."

The anger in Song Yunxi's body surged out uncontrollably: "The other party is coming for Dad. They know that Dad will definitely use his true energy to save Big Brother."

Ye Xuanqi also understood this: "So you must stay calm. Only you can save Uncle Tian and the others at this time."

Song Yunxi suppressed the anger in her heart: "You are right. The more times like this, the more I need to stay calm."

But the most urgent task now is to find out how the other party got the cursed object, otherwise she won't even have a plan to break it.

"What should we do?"

Song Yunxi bit her nails subconsciously, and Ye Xuanqi understood that this was a sign of her anxiety.

At the same time, Song Yunxi received a letter from Ye Xuanyu, which detailed the situation of Yu Ziche and Ji Yanting. All the doctors at the border had been invited, and even the third prince of Northern Chu had been secretly asked to invite famous doctors in Northern Chu, but they were all helpless.

Although the two still had breath, it was extremely weak.

Ye Xuanyu's meaning was very clear, he hoped that she could go to the border.

Song Yunxi put the letter away: "I want to go too, but what's the point of me going now?"

When Song Yunxi was at a loss, Qing He rushed into the pharmacy in a hurry: "Miss, it's bad, the head and the eldest son are vomiting blood!"

Song Yunxi didn't even bother to take care of the medicine in her hand, she stood up and rushed out of the pharmacy.

Whether it was Song Wentian who was meditating, or Qin Xubai who was unconscious, both of them were vomiting blood. The shocking dark red bloodstains made Song Yunxi's heart rise.

After controlling the two people's situation with the Biluo Needle Technique again, Song Yunxi cut his palm without hesitation and fed the blood into the two people's mouths.

"Miss!"

Qing He exclaimed: "The master told us not to do this when he entered into meditation..."

"I can't care so much anymore!"

Song Yunxi's blood continued to flow into the two people's mouths: "There is no blood to restore, but Dad and Big Brother can't be delayed."

Qing He knew that Song Yunxi's decision could not be changed, so she stopped trying to dissuade him and turned to prepare some blood-replenishing medicinal food.

When Emperor Qinglong and Ye Xuanqi came over from court, they saw Song Yunxi feeding blood to the master and disciple.

Ye Xuanqi immediately stepped forward to stop him: "That's enough, if you continue like this you will fall down first."

Song Yunxi didn't care: "Don't worry, I know what to do."

After that, he gave another porcelain bottle of blood to Sizhu: "You go back to Shengyun Mountain immediately, and let Elder Wen use the secret technique to send you to the border of Northern Chu, and then let him rush to the capital immediately."

"When you get there, give this blood to the second and third brothers first, and help Ye Xuanyu guard them and don't let anyone get close. I will rush over as soon as I find a way to break the spell."

Although Sizhu felt sorry for her young lady, she did not dare to delay in following the order and leaving.

After arranging all this, Song Yunxi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her body fell backwards due to excessive blood loss, and Ye Xuanqi caught her in time.

Facing his worried eyes, Song Yunxi smiled calmly: "I can't fall down at this time, don't worry."

Losing this little bit of blood can at least buy her ten days, it's worth it!

Emperor Qinglong felt distressed to see how weak she was and how she didn't even dare to relax, but he couldn't help her at all.

Song Yunxi looked at Ye Xuanqi and said, "I have something I want you to help me with."