child does not speak

At noon the next day, Mo Zi said that they had reached Wuhuang Territory.

"We are going to the demon world soon." Mo Ziyan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart as he saw the area of ​​the demon world that had come into view.

"Hmm..." Jing Mingtai lowered his head and hummed lightly, his voice seemed a bit dull.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Ziyan felt that something was wrong with him, and supported him sideways, his body felt hot even through a layer of clothes. "Why are you so hot? Did you catch the wind and cold?" After speaking, he reached out and touched his forehead.

"...No." Jing Mingtai grabbed his hand very softly.

"Hands are so hot!" Mo Ziyan held his hand behind his back. Jing Mingtai's hand was very hot, but there was no trace of sweat, and it was very dry.

"...I..." "Mingming Terrace?"

Jing Mingtai actually fell on top of Mo Ziyan, and seemed to be saying something in his mouth, obviously already in a semi-comatose state.

Mo Ziyan shook him a few times, seeing that he didn't respond, he had to give up, seeing his whispering, he couldn't help putting his ear close to his mouth: "It's cold... so cold... Ziyan..."

"Cold?" Mo Ziyan frowned lightly, and pressed his forehead against his, and felt a burning sensation the moment they touched.

Why is it cold even though my whole body is burning hot?

"Who?" While thinking, the two of them had already reached the entrance of the demon world, and when they saw the demon soldiers guarding the world, they immediately pointed their weapons at the people in the sky.

"Bold, don't back down." Mo Ziyan supported Jingmingtai and lightly jumped from the phoenix to the ground, and the blurred blue phoenix also turned into a token and fell down, and Mo Ziyan caught it with one hand. The token lightly yelled at the group of demon soldiers.

As soon as the token came out, the monster soldiers knelt down and gave way.

For this, Mo Ziyan put away the token very satisfied, and hugged Jing Mingtai with both hands: "Be patient, I will find someone to heal you right away."

"Take me to see Elder Yan Zhenqing." Mo Ziyan said to one of the demon soldiers.

"Yes, my lord, please." The demon soldier did not dare to neglect, and immediately made a gesture of invitation.

Although the two of them are not demons, they dare not underestimate them at all. There are only two tokens in the entire demon world, one of which is in the hands of the king, and the remaining one is in the hands of the nine princesses. It can be said to be a symbol of power status.

Now that they have the badge of the Nine Princesses, it can be seen that they are not ordinary characters, and they can't afford to offend.

In the Demon Hall, Yan Yuqi hurriedly ran out of the hall.

"It's you? Where's the Ninth Princess?" Yan Yuqi saw that only the two of them came back, and looked back unwillingly.

"Xiao Jiu didn't come back." Mo Ziyan glanced at him and said.

"Why didn't Princess Nine come back?" Yan Yuqi looked worried. He originally planned to stay in the East China Sea and wait for His Highness Nine to return, but was recalled urgently by the patriarch, so he reluctantly returned to the Demon Realm. When the time came, he went to welcome His Royal Highness Ninth Prince back. Who would have thought that the demon waiter who had just heard the rumor that the token of the Ninth Princess, a virtual phoenix, had appeared in the sky of Wuhuang Territory, so he came out to greet His Highness with joy, but... Yan Yu Qi felt a little disappointed, but more worried.

"You have to ask her in person to know this question. Please excuse me now. I'm not here to talk nonsense with you." Seeing Jing Mingtai forcibly forcing the pain, Mo Ziyan said in a bad mood.

"you…"

"Xiao Qi, don't be rude." A man dressed in a black robe, with an enchanting appearance, walked over, and gave Yan Yuqi a wicked look with his narrow, single phoenix eyes.

"Yes, patriarch." Yan Yuqi glanced at Mo Ziyan unwillingly, not daring to make too much trouble in front of the patriarch of his own clan.

"The old minister has seen His Highness the Eighth Prince." This enchanting man is Yan Zhenqing, the patriarch of the fox clan and one of the four elders of the demon world.

"Elder, you are too polite. I don't dare to call you His Highness." Mo Ziyan was also amazed by his appearance for a moment, and he came back to his senses when he heard him address himself.

"Your Highness certainly deserves this title." Yan Zhenqing was full of smiles, making it impossible to tell the truth.

"I'm here today to deliver something for Xiaojiu, can the elder speak in a different place?" Mo Ziyan didn't bother to chat with him now, so it would be better to be direct.

"So that's how it is. Your Highness the Eighth Highness, please." Yan Zhenqing narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly.

Soon, Mo Ziyan brought Jing Mingtai who was still semi-conscious and followed Yan Zhenqing to the gate of a palace.

"Xiao Qi, please wait outside the hall. His Highness, please come in." Yan Zhenqing left Yan Yuqi outside to watch, and walked into the hall with Mo Ziyan.

"His Royal Highness, I wonder what the Ninth Princess asked you to bring back?" Yan Zhenqing, who was walking all the way, did not forget to ask.

"Smart people don't speak secretly, isn't Yaojun sick? What I brought back is naturally a panacea that can cure him."

"It seems that the Ninth Princess has spoken to His Highness the Eighth Highness, and the old minister is not hiding anything." Yan Zhenqing's move was just to test Mozi's words, but he did not expect him to be so direct! (Nonsense! Didn't you see that someone next to me was about to die?)

After turning around a few curtains, Mo Ziyan finally saw his father in name, and at this time his cheap father was lying on the big wooden carved bed.

"Your Majesty was plotted against by evil people, and it has been like this since seeking medical treatment was fruitless. Fortunately, Princess Nine obtained some prescriptions, which gave my monster clan a glimmer of hope." Yan Zhenqing sighed softly.

Mo Ziyan helped Jing Mingtai to sit on the chair before walking up, and the face of the man lying on the bed came into view again.

Time has not left any traces on this man, he is still as handsome and enchanting as in that distant memory, with peerless elegance.

With a wave of Mo Ziyan's hand, two brocade boxes and a small porcelain vase appeared on the table beside the bed.

"Is this the antidote?"

"That's right, this is a dragon scale." As he spoke, Mo Ziyan opened one of the brocade boxes, and a blue-brown scale that was three fingers thick appeared in front of the two of them: "This is the root of a thousand-leaf grass." After finishing speaking , and opened another brocade box, a dark green root-like object lying quietly inside.

"This is the last one..." Mo Ziyan picked up the small green porcelain bottle in his hand, and trailed off slightly.

"What's the last one?" Yan Zhenqing stared at the small porcelain bottle in his hand curiously, and at the same time was secretly surprised by the first two items, both of which are not so easy to hold!The nine princesses must have suffered a lot during this trip.

"It's filled with a drop of phoenix blood." Mo Ziyan shook the small porcelain bottle lightly, his tone slightly joking.

"What did you say?" Yan Zhenqing looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand in disbelief.

"Elder, is the old demon's ears hard to use?"

"Ah! Don't mind the Eighth Highness, the old minister didn't hear clearly for a while."

"I said it contained a drop of phoenix's blood essence, but whose is it... I don't need me to say that the elders know it well."

Yan Zhenqing was silent about this, could he not be clear?Your Majesty is still lying here, so this drop of phoenix blood essence must have come from the Ninth Princess.

"Elder, don't think too much, this drop of phoenix blood essence is also one of the antidote."

"The old minister understands...how is the ninth princess?" Yan Zhenqing closed her eyes slightly, her voice was low.

"Xiao Jiu can't say it's good, anyway, that's it." Xiao Jiu?Might die... Mo Zi paused, not knowing how to say it.

"...Forget it, tell me how to use it." With a light sigh, Yan Zhenqing felt very helpless.

"Mash the scales of the dragon and the rhizome of the thousand-leaf grass together, then add the essence and blood of the phoenix and feed it to him."

"Thank you."

"By the way, my friend is injured, can the demon doctor come here?"

"Of course, His Highness the Eighth Prince will take your friend to find Xiao Qi outside the hall, and he will make proper arrangements." Yan Zhenqing nodded, and this request can be said to be not excessive at all.

"Thank you so much. Goodbye." Saying goodbye, Mo Ziyan immediately picked up Jing Mingtai and walked towards the gate of the palace. (If Jing Mingtai is sober at this time, he will definitely become angry! What a pity! He is in a daze at this moment, and he can't realize what is going on around him at all!)

"What's wrong with him?" In the other side room, Mo Ziyan looked at the drowsy Jing Mingtai on the bed and said to the demon doctor who was watching.

"There is a very powerful spiritual power sealed in his body, and now he is about to break through the seal, but he is tightly suppressed by another blood talisman, and his body can hardly bear the collision of these two energies, which is why he is now This is the situation." The demon doctor inspected Yiyi Jingmingtai's physical condition very carefully, and then said slowly after a long time, and at the same time was startled, the devil energy in this person's body is so deep!

"What! Is there a solution?" Mo Ziyan frowned slightly, and Jing Mingtai was actually given a blood talisman?Could it be... that red bead!

"This! Although I know that the blood talisman in his body is a blood talisman, I have never seen this blood talisman in his body. The pattern of the cumbersome blood talisman has never been seen before, and the person who saw the blood talisman has profound spiritual power. Ah!" The demon doctor sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"And..." The demon doctor glanced at Jing Mingtai on the bed and paused.

"And what?"

"And the bead in his body is very strange, it has the effect of absorbing the spiritual power of others." When investigating for him, the spiritual power disappeared as soon as it touched the bead. If he hadn't stopped it in time, he would not have been caught That bead absorbs all the spiritual energy in my body!It's weird to think about it!

"Then what should he do now?" Mo Ziyan didn't care about these words, and he didn't feel weird or scared. What he cared about was how Jing Mingtai could be better.

"This... this old man is hard to say, let's look at it!" The demon doctor opened his mouth and paused. He really can't do it, unless there is a venerable who has a higher cultivation level than the person who cast the blood talisman. To have a high cultivation level, one must be able to restrain the weird beads and not be disturbed by the evil energy in his body, and he doesn't know if there is a venerable who can reach this level in the Wuji Continent.

"Isn't Yaojun a very high cultivation level? Is it useful for him to come?" Speaking of cultivation level, Mo Ziyan thought of Father Cheap. He must be considered his benefactor if he sent him medicine from thousands of miles away!It's not too much to ask him to save people.

"No." The demon doctor shook his head, the evil spirit in this man's body is really not something anyone can easily bear, just now he got some of it, and his whole body felt a little uncomfortable, no way!He also has to go back to the bubble bath now.

"... Forget it, you guys go out." Mo Ziyan paused, then waved away the demon doctor and Yan Yuqi who was waiting beside him.

"Yes, His Highness the Eighth Highness." Since Elder Yan himself admitted that this is His Highness the Eighth Highness of the Demon Realm, how could they disagree!

After the two left, Mo Ziyan leaned over Jing Mingtai, resting his head on his chest: "...Mingtai, you said you would never leave me."

"Leng..." Jing Mingtai murmured softly in a dazed state.

"Is it cold?" Because he was so close, Mo Ziyan heard his murmur very clearly, got up and took off his shoes and socks, pulled his robe a little, and hugged him tightly: "I hug him Then you won't be cold."

"Jing Mingtai, don't go back on my word." Mo Ziyan said softly, and slowly fell asleep on Jing Mingtai's body.