Master's Chief Disciple

The general meaning is that the elf suddenly woke up, and the aura revealed on his body attracted the attention of the Seven Star Thunder Sect.

Other sects outside the palace also sensed a subtle aura, as if someone powerful had sneaked into the palace.

At present, Qiu Shi was knocked unconscious by them and placed in a safe place.

Song Yunmo's heart tightened after hearing this, his eyes fell on Jiang Jinmo, and he subconsciously glanced towards the inner room.

Little did she know that Jiang Jinmo actually broke free from the palace maids' restraints, and Xia Changqing was unable to hold her back.

Song Yunmo suddenly felt his body heavy. It was the drunk Jiang Jinmo who hugged him.

Xia Changqing quickly waved her hand and asked the palace maid to come forward.

"What are you still waiting for?"

"Quick, pull her away!"

No matter how hard Song Yunmo pushed, it was useless. She stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster. The palace maid had to work very hard to pull her off Song Yunmo.

Xia Changqing quickly knelt on one knee, frowning, "It is my fault that I frightened His Majesty."

Jiang Jinmo giggled, "Let me go. I, I want to go to the bedchamber. Why are you stopping me?"

"I, I, I will be your master in the future, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please look at me."

At this time, a strong wind blew past, and the door swayed. For a moment, Jiang Jinmo could clearly see the vague outline of the person in the inner room.

A flash of resentment flashed across her eyes, but it quickly dissipated, and several palace maids were blown away by her.

"I'm not leaving. I'm staying."

She staggered forward a few steps, and accused Song Yunmo under the influence of alcohol.

"Why, why would you rather favor a palace maid than look down on me?"

"Why am I, Jiang Jinmo, not as good as her?"

Xia Changqing stood in front of Song Yunmo. Mu Huayan, who had finished the deduction in the inner room, woke up. When she stepped out of the door, she felt the biting cold wind.

The blood in my body felt like it was burning, and a faint murderous intent spread, with a very strong obsession.

"Song Yunmo, what's the matter..."

A sharp cold light flashed by, making people shiver like the cold wind in winter.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the splattered blood drew a sad and beautiful full moon pattern in the air like ink.

"Mu, what a narrow road for enemies."

Mu Huayan saw Jiang Jinmo with a sinister look in her eyes, and the blood in her heart was soaked. She vaguely guessed the identity of this person.

Xia Changqing shouted, "Protect the emperor!"

"Mu Huayan!" Song Yunmo's body was shaking and his expression was nervous.

The sharp blade that pierced Mu Huayan's heart was now dripping with scarlet blood, which looked particularly terrifying at night.

Mu Huayan's slowly raised hand fell heavily, her body unsteady as if a feather, her moist eyes fixed on the blood-red full moon.

Song Yunmo's frantic calls were in his ears. His lifeless eyes were heavy and his vision gradually blurred. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and mixed with the blood on the ground.

A crisp snapping sound suddenly rang out, and she knew that the jade pendant she carried with her was broken, and countless images were also broken.

There were Mu Qing, Wen Qi, Nan Xi... The bits and pieces of their experiences together gradually shattered in the depths of her mind.

There was a flash of unwillingness and despair in my eyes. The dark clouds in the sky covered the blood-red full moon. The noise in my ears gradually became silent.

"Song..."

Her pronunciation gradually weakened, and blood gushed out of her mouth, staining her snow-white clothes red.

Song Yunmo held her hand tightly. No matter how much his life passed, he could not save her. His grief-stricken cries shattered the sky.

The person in his arms was completely dead, and a generation of war god died just like that...

The people around me looked sad, feeling that fate was playing tricks on them...

Perhaps because he was too sad, Song Yunmo's heart choked, and a sweet bloody breath gushed out of his mouth instantly. His long black hair was shining with silver light.

When the cold wind blew past, his hair turned silver, and a few strands of hair were stained with blood.

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone's panic and loss of control suddenly sounded like a sad piece of music.

A figure stumbled over. Feng Yichen was wearing blood-stained black clothes, and he held the broken jade pendant tightly in his palm.

The shocking scene made his heart ache, and tears burst out at this moment. He ran towards her with all his strength.

"No, that's not true, she's not dead!"

Feng Yichen grabbed Song Yunmo's collar and roared like crazy.

"Tell me, tell me how you protected her!!"

Feng Yichen trembled all over and laughed sinisterly. He had never thought that their next meeting would be like this.

"Mu Huayan..."

Feng Yichen hugged her cold body tightly and called her name, just like he called her in the past...

"Master will take you back to Shenyang Tianzong."

Deep within the Fire Phoenix's consciousness,

Mu Huayan suddenly woke up and subconsciously touched her chest. She found that she was in a state of trance. The pain of being pierced by a sharp blade in her heart was still there.

There was spring all around, butterflies flying and flowers blooming. She glanced around in confusion.

"What's going on? Am I really dead?"

"The person who attacked me just now is Jiang Jinmo!"

A picture appeared in front of her. It was Feng Yichen holding her and crying sadly, and Song Yunmo kneeling on the ground with a haggard look on his face.

Seeing Song Yunmo with long silver hair, tears instantly overflowed from her eyes, "Fool."

A helpless sigh sounded in her ears. She quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked around.

"Who is here? You saved me?"

Suddenly, the spring breeze blew up petals all over the ground. When she opened her eyes, she saw countless butterflies forming the shape of a bird.

But it soon disappeared. Mu Huayan was shocked and couldn't guess who it was.

"It's not time yet. Go back. After the cause and effect are settled, we can meet again."

As she finished speaking, a fragment of memory that did not belong to her forced its way into the depths of her mind. It was similar to the scene that appeared when she was injured by Shi Yan's Extremely Mysterious Ice Vein last time.

This time the picture was clearer than before, but she still couldn't see the people clearly. However, she could clearly see that the person in the picture was a very young child.

"Who are you, that child..."

Before she could finish her words, she realized that she was being silenced. Suddenly, a beam of light appeared. She followed the light with a frown on her face.

A strong light flashed by, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the familiar palace. Feng Yichen was about to pick her up and walk out of the palace.

"Master......"

Mu Huayan's face was filled with sorrow. He held the broken jade pendant tightly, blood flowing down his fingers.

She watched her phantom self flicker, and then immediately flew into the center of her physical body's brows. A gentle energy rippled from her brows.

Feng Yichen's body trembled, and the person in his arms floated in the air. The sky was stained with crimson beams, and a fiery red light descended.

And enveloped Mu Huayan, the wound on her heart was healing quickly, and her broken heart was repaired.

When Song Yunmo sensed the familiar breath, his whole body trembled, and his lowered eyes were filled with tears and hope.

The light closed, Mu Huayan moved her heavy eyelids, and wherever she looked, she saw a vast expanse of white.

The beating heart, the warm body, the moment she landed, she felt the breath of the Fire Phoenix.

"Is this considered Nirvana rebirth..."

But this breath is completely different from the breath in the secret realm just now, "..."

A scent of sandalwood mixed with mint came towards her. Mu Huayan was dazed for a moment. It was Feng Yichen standing in front of her. His blue eyes were filled with sadness and endless longing.

"Master..."