It's night!

The stars are dotted, and a crescent moon is in the sky.

The soft moonlight poured into the pond, emitting soft light. In the hazy, it reflected a piece of green willows and red flowers.

This is a small courtyard with elegant layout, pavilions, towers, grass, flowers, stone sculptures, complement each other.

Today, this courtyard should be particularly festive. When you look up, you can see the red joy that is thick and thick, forming a concentric knot, hanging high between the door railings, and the redness is bright as the autumn wind ripples.

You can also see that the long red carpet is laid out very long.

There are also red tables and chairs that are still placed in the yard and are not too late to withdraw.

Even the whole yard was filled with the fragrance of wine during the day.

It can be seen everywhere, full of festive atmosphere.

I believe anyone can tell at a glance that someone must be newly married today!

However, if you look closely, it will be a bit abnormal.

On this wedding night, there was no jubilant singing and dancing in the courtyard. There was actually three steps and five steps.

There are countless soldiers who are armed with their arms, standing solemnly under the moonlight, and being alert to the whole world.

A solemn murderous aura arose...

There is no doubt that an accident occurred at this wedding banquet that should have been festive today.

Just at the center of the soldiers' tightly guarded, there is a very festive attic that is also decorated with paper-cuts with the word "Happy".

The door was closed, but there were dim lights that mapped out from the window.

Inside the house.

The first thing that can be seen is a very old-fashioned chandelier, which is pulled by a black wire and hung in the air.

A middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit and extremely majestic aura was standing under the light, frowning deeply, and there was a trace of complex emotions flashing wildly in his eyes.

Obviously, he was not at ease.

And just at the end of his gaze, there was a bed.

A young man next to the bed, wearing a white Taoist robe, looked a little fairy-like. He was half-closing his eyes and was taking the pulse of the person on the bed.

It was a young man who was still wearing a big red wedding robe and had a pretty face, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

There is no doubt that just because he was wearing a wedding robe, he clearly stated that he was the groom at today's wedding banquet.

However, what was terrifying was that the groom's face was as pale as paper, as angry as a fucking silk, his eyes closed tightly, and he lay motionless on the bed.

It seems like there is no rebirth!

In a quiet state, the old man slowly let go of the groom's hand. The middle-aged man who had been waiting immediately took a step forward, and asked the old man with a nervous tone and anxious voice: "Master Zhang Dan, how about it?"

The old man raised his eyes, his eyes were solemn. After pondering slightly, he shook his head gently, his eyebrows frowned, and said in a deep tone: "Not good!"

The middle-aged man suddenly felt a slump and his eyes shrank, but then he quickly said, "Do you have any worries about your life?"

The old man did not speak, but turned his head again to look at the young man who was as white as paper for a while, then bowed and unbuttoned the young man's top.

Suddenly, a black palm print appeared clearly on the young man's chest, which was extremely terrifying.

The middle-aged man stared at the black palm print, his face became obviously gloomy, and he slowly spoke heavily: "The Ming King must not die!"

However, the old man looked back at him, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "The heart pulse is severely damaged, and the vitality is bleak!"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and there seemed to be countless emotions in his eyes, as if he was calculating something. After a long time, he finally said in a deep voice: "At least... he can't die now!"

"I must try my best!" The old man sighed softly when he heard this. After saying that, he took out a silver needle from his arms and began to insert needles on the young man's chest.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely heavy. He turned around and took a few steps away. He came to the window, looked up at the sky, with endless worries in his eyes.

Time passed slowly, and the house fell into a tense and heavy atmosphere again.

"Hmm? Not good!" Suddenly, the old man who gave the needle spoke, his tone a little quick.

The middle-aged man trembled all over and turned around suddenly, took two steps at a time, and quickly came to the old man: "How is it?"

As he said that, his eyes rushed straight into the young man's chest on the bed.

Then his face turned pale. At the end of his eyes, a smear of blood was overflowing from the corner of the young man's mouth, and his chest was obviously no longer fluctuating.

But the old man did not answer, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, covering the black palm print on the young man's chest with a solemn expression.

A terrifying scene happened, and a trace of white mist slowly rose from the place covered by his palm.

Although the white mist is faint, it really appears, which is like a miracle.

But the middle-aged man was not so weird about this. He stared at the young man with his eyes tightly, clenched his fists, and murmured: "The King of Ming must not die!"

While using his skills and making the final efforts, the old man knew in his heart that the undead person who could not be cured by medicine has been cut off and his soul has disappeared. Who can have the means to really seize people from the King of Hell?

At this moment, it’s just doing your best and leaving your will!

...

In a trance.

Mo Bai suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from his chest, and then it spread all over his body, just like the discomfort of thousands of ants eating their hearts.

Before he could fully awaken his consciousness, he faced the severe pain, but his first thought in his heart was: "Can you not even be liberated if you die?"

No one could give him an answer, but the pain became more and more clearer!

Mo Bai was a little unbearable and wanted to scream out and release it.

But subconsciously, he wanted to grit his teeth and just endure it alone and silently, just like how many times he had experienced pain.

However, this time it seemed different. Before he could mobilize his tenacious nerves to resist the pain, he suddenly felt a surge of blood rushing in his chest.

Then he rushed straight to his throat completely irresistible.

"Hmph!" Mo Bai groaned and suddenly opened his eyes, as if two figures were in front of him, but at this moment he was powerless to look closely, and blood was already spurting out...

Blood splattered everywhere, which was shocking.

Mo Bai's eyes that had just opened slowly closed again, as if endless weakness was attacking him...

But the will that has always been tenacious has been forced to do not lose consciousness!

There seemed to be a sound coming from my ears, but Mo Bai was unable to open his eyes and saw who was talking.

"this……"

"Not dead?"

All this happened too quickly, and both the old man and the middle-aged man were subconsciously surprised.

He actually lived?

The old man slowly withdrew his right hand, stared at Mo Bai's undulating chest that had started again, and a strange flashed in his eyes: "Just, did you... have you read it wrong?"

The middle-aged man reacted in an instant, with a look of joy on his face, and then he said nervously: "Master Zhang Dan, hurry up and see the situation!"

The old man no longer needed his reminder and held Mo Bai's hand again and took a careful pulse.

In an instant, the old man's expression slowly sank again. He sighed softly, let go of Mo Bai's hand, shook his head again, and sighed in a deep voice: "Although he has recovered, the people who have been on the Qingshan Mountain have indeed made a desperate move. The palm force is directly rushing to the heart and lungs. The injury is too serious, I'm afraid..."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face was soothing just now, he slowly said: "If it were a hundred years ago, wouldn't he dare to be so rampant in Shangqing Mountain? He would openly kill my royal family..."

Speaking of this, his face was helpless and his voice became low: "Now our country is worried about internal and external troubles. Although Your Majesty is working hard to revive the mountains and rivers, the situation is devastated. He can only take every step to fight against foreign countries. Now it is an important moment for Your Majesty to quell the internal troubles, and he still needs help from the mountain gates. At this moment, it is really not appropriate to break completely with Shangqing Mountain, otherwise the situation will be even more difficult. Master Zhang Dan, King Ming must not die at the hands of Shangqing Mountain, otherwise in order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, Your Majesty will have to turn against Shangqing Mountain, so Master Zhang Dan also must protect King Ming's life!"

When the old man heard this, his face darkened slightly. Although he had not entered the government to govern, he would not be completely unaware of the current situation.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. The Daxia Dynasty, which had been scattered in the world for more than 500 years and was so powerful that it made all directions respect their heads and surrenders, had reached such a point.

Shangqing Mountain is indeed powerful, but if it dared to rebel in the world back then, the country would have waved its hand with hundreds of thousands of troops.

However, today, the royal family declined, and strong enemies invaded the territory outside, repeatedly provoked us, occupied our territory, and had important officials abused power, and were also ambitious. They wanted to do something to rebel and change the world! The princes even listened to the command and refused to listen to the announcement, so that they just went to Qingshan, a sect that originally relied on the resources provided by the state dynasty for the Qing Dynasty to practice, even dared to despise the state royal family!

He actually made a fuss on the wedding night of the Ming King, and took action in a bold manner, and tried to kill the Ming King without any mercy.

However, the royal family was reluctant to make a big move...

The old man sighed lightly, but he knew in his heart what President Zhang said to him was because he was worried that he would not do his best.

He looked at the middle-aged man and said solemnly: "President Zhang, please rest assured. My Zhang family has received the emperor's kindness. Although I am a practitioner, the country has a destiny and I will definitely not let the emperor's kindness down. However, the Ming King's life is gone. Now I have received a wisp of true energy. Although I temporarily protect his life, this is not a long-term solution!"

President Zhang, that is, the middle-aged man, was silent for a moment when he heard this, but still shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhang Dan, the life and death of the King of Ming is really important. You must make sure that he can live for a while. Now it seems that Lin is really a disobedient and wants to marry Shangqingshan with his daughter. Although Shangqingshan sent someone to make a big fuss at the wedding banquet this time, the Lin woman and the King of Ming have finally worshipped the world and proved the Dharma. He is a legitimate couple. Therefore, as long as the King of Ming is still alive, even if the Lin woman enters Shangqingshan, she cannot change this fact. Shangqingshan will not dare to marry Lin again, otherwise how will they bear the infamy in the world? So, no matter what, the King of Ming must be able to continue to live! Please do your best. As long as you can protect his life, Your Majesty will definitely reward you!"

The old man smiled bitterly. He knew that General Zhang was talking about the facts. Indeed, Mingwang's life is so important. If he could save it, he would definitely be a great achievement. Your Majesty would definitely reward him heavily. It would definitely be worth losing some vitality. However, he could only shake his head and say helplessly: "General Zhang, the person who can't be killed by medicine, Mingwang's life is indeed gone. Although the true energy can protect his temporary vitality, it is not really possible to save his life. Even if I use all my cultivation, his body can still be used."

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