Sword Soul. Qianlong

13

Changan.

Charity Temple.

At this moment, it was almost midnight, and there was no one around, only the shadows of the trees whirling under the moonlight. At first glance, it looked like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The light blue Dharma light came on, and two tall figures fell outside the wall of Ci'en Temple. One was wearing a southern border robe with a broken sword on his back, and the other was wearing a dark white hooded gown with a handsome face hidden in his pocket. It was hard to see in the hat, but it was Baili Tusu and Xia Yize.

Xia Yi and Baili Tusu looked at each other, and said in a low voice: "Brother Baili, you and I should be careful to hide our breath and go inside."

Baili Tusu nodded, and the two simultaneously carried the teleportation spell and entered the temple.

Xia Yi, on the other hand, saw the aura of mana looming in the grass in the temple, as if there was a magic circle, but he didn't know whether it was his father or a certain brother.

However, with this arrangement, the mother and concubine must be in a difficult situation.

Thinking of this, Xia Yi became more and more worried, and became more determined to find his mother and concubine as soon as possible.

At this time, Baili Tusu also found that there were forbidden magic circles everywhere in the temple. It seemed that someone had arranged them in advance, waiting to invite you into the urn. He could not help but frowned slightly, and looked at Xia Yize.

When Baili Tusu touched the other person's eyes, he knew that he would definitely not shrink back.

Even though there are thousands of difficulties and dangers ahead, as long as there is a glimmer of hope to save my mother, I will never give up.

——This is so similar to the original self.

"Brother Xia," Baili Tusu said, "you and I carefully avoid the magic circle, search carefully, and we should get something."

Xia Yi also had the same thought, and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Then the two carefully concealed their bodies and breaths, avoided the spiritual circles set up everywhere one by one, and searched along the huge temple one by one.

After searching for a few courtyards, he suddenly saw bright lights in front of him, but there were several bright yellow lanterns painted with double dragons playing with pearls hanging in front of the door of a meditation room, and dozens of fully armed guards stood at the door.

Xia Yi immediately understood who was in the room, and quickly pulled Baili Tusu's sleeve, and the two of them hid together in the shadow of the corner of the room.

Then Xia Yi made his handprints and cast a small spell, which allowed him and Baili Tusu to clearly hear any movement within a radius of [-] feet, so as to check on Concubine Shu's situation.

I only heard an old but still majestic familiar voice sigh in a low voice, saying: "If you can choose... If you can choose, why would I be willing to give Hongshan death..."

Xia Yi, on the other hand, could hear clearly, and felt a 'hum' in his head, like a thunderbolt exploding above his head, leaving nothing but a blank in his mind, forgetting to continue to maintain the spell.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be only a moment.

When Xia Yi regained his sanity and continued to cast spells, he could only vaguely hear the person say again: "... Poor... she is pitiful, but Yi appeared in the form of a monster in front of the public. All the old officials were there Remonstrating with death, saying that the demon girl entered the palace and tarnished the royal blood, which has already shaken the foundation of the country. How can I not deal with it?...More And how can you have no grudges against monsters?"

The familiar voice came into the ears clearly, each word was like a poisonous sharp arrow, piercing Xia Yize's chest one by one, twisting his flesh and blood.

——The pain is unbearable.

He clenched his fists unconsciously, a bloody aura floated in his icy blue eyes, and he also tasted the bloody aura in his throat.

The merman's sharp nails pierced the skin of the palm, but Xia Yi could no longer feel the pain, and just gritted his teeth and repeated word by word: "Why would I be willing to give Hongshan to death... and, why, taste, willing, willing, Give, die, Hong, Shan!"

The voice is sad and angry, like a cuckoo crying at night, crying blood every word.

Baili Tusu on the side looked at Xia Yi's eyes full of grief and hostility, and combined with the few words he heard just now, he could roughly guess what happened, and couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

I thought that Xia Yi would be able to meet his mother and concubine smoothly this time when he returned to Chang'an, but he didn't expect that the current emperor would be so heartless, it was really chilling.

Baili Tusu looked at Xia Yize, but saw that the corners of his eyes were red, and his blue eyes were burned into an almost terrifying dark red by various emotions such as sadness, pain, hatred, and despair.

Obviously heartbroken and on the verge of collapse, but still stubbornly suppressing himself, refusing to shed even a single tear, the appearance of forcibly enduring grief makes people feel unspeakably distressed in their eyes.

Xia Yi, on the other hand, suppressed the trembling of his body, filled with grief and resentment, and in the end he could only utter a resentful sentence full of blood and resentment: "There is such a hypocritical person in the world, and this person is actually my father! Well, very happy!" good very good!"

Baili Tusu's heart trembled when he heard this, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold his wrist: "Brother Xia..."

He said a word, but he didn't know how to comfort the grief-stricken person in front of him.

"Who?!" Suddenly there was a cold shout nearby, followed by noisy voices, and at the same time accompanied by the light of the magic circle that suddenly lit up in the temple, it was obvious that the whereabouts of the two had been detected. People are gathering here.

"The whereabouts have been revealed, let's go!" In a hurry, Baili Tusu immediately pulled Xia Yi, who was still in grief, into his arms, and then pulled out Fen Ji, raised his hand and used a Xuanzhen sword, which was huge in an instant. The gossip-shaped blue sword array lit up in front of the two of them, severely wounding the few cultivators who arrived first.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ambushing people had not yet formed a siege, Baili Tusu used the technique of soaring, and hurriedly left the dangerous place with Xia Yi in his arms.

On the outskirts of Chang'an, in a dilapidated small pavilion.

Baili Tu Su Ning sat on the side like a stone man, and Xia Yi, who had been silent for a long time, was full of worry in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Brother Xia, people can't be resurrected, please mourn."

He was already clumsy with words and searched his brains, but he could only think of such a dry word of comfort.

Xia Yi, on the other hand, seemed to have never heard of it, just clenched his hands silently, and squeezed out a low-pitched, barely audible word from his rusty throat: "Mother Concubine, the child is incompetent, and cannot protect you well, but, I I will never let you die in vain..."

Before he finished speaking, the sweet smell that had been suppressed suddenly rushed into his throat, and Xia Yi frowned to endure the pain, the blood filled his mouth slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and finally he couldn't help the black man in front of him unconscious.

"Brother Xia!" Baili Tusu was shocked, he quickly supported his limp body, and looked down at Xia Yize's expression.

However, he saw that his face was like gold paper and his breath was disordered, it was obvious that his anger was attacking his heart and affected the old wounds in his lungs, so he passed out.

Baili Tusu quickly took out all the rest of the Shujindingtong powder from the hidden pocket in his chest and fed it to Xia Yize, and then pinched out his fingers and cast a healing circle around Xia Yize's body.

Although he is not proficient in healing spells, but supplemented with medicinal effects, it is better than nothing.

After Baili Tusu finished using the healing spell, he saw that Xia Yize's complexion didn't seem to be as pale as it was before, so he felt a little calmer, but he still didn't dare to relax.

He spared no effort to expend his spiritual power to perform healing techniques on Xia Yize one after another, until the other person's complexion gradually improved and his breathing gradually stabilized, then he felt relieved, bent down to hug Xia Yize, and led him to find a shelter.