The female voice was extremely gentle, but Xiaoxiao still raised her hand to cover her eyes. When the yin energy rushed, she began to cry again.

The woman floated back two steps, looking full of guilt: "I'm sorry for you."

Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears and wanted to ask questions, but she waved her hand to stop her and said again: "Don't let him know, you can see me."

After saying that, the woman floated back to Xie Xuan, and whispered around him, smiling while crying, closing her hands, looking up at the sky: "Thank you, the ancestors of the merchants, and bless my son to grow up safely."

When she was sewing the red pocket, she used a magic trick. This red pocket could protect him as long as it was on her son. After many years, the golden bat came out and recalled his consciousness.

Tears poured out of my eyes, and had not yet fallen to the ground, dissipated into smoke.

Who harmed you?

Since she couldn't speak, Xiaoxiaoxiao used Fu Hui to write on the ground and asked her.

The woman lowered her eyes, looked at Xie Xuan again, and then said to Xiao Xiao: "Please stop me, and you must not let him avenge me."

Xiaoxiao became more and more puzzled. She was so miserable that if the two of them had not come here by chance and opened the coffin, she would have lost her soul and no one could seek justice for her before her death.

Why? Xiaoxiao wrote again.

The woman frowned and raised her head, looked at Xiao Xiao's eyes full of softness, and even smiled slightly: "The burden of killing father is beyond human capacity. I cannot ruin my son's life just to kill that beast."

Killing your father and mother is the most evil in the world. Those who commit this evil will repay their parents and descendants and will bear the cause and effect in life.

What's more, Xie Xuan is also a practitioner of Taoism.

Xiaoxiao was shocked when she heard this. Queen Shang was the mother of her senior brother, and the emperor was the father of her senior brother. His father killed his mother.

She bit her lip and lowered her head and wrote: Why did he harm you?

When Shang Yunluo saw this, his face turned hatred: "For my bones and blood."

General Shang only had the daughter Shang Yunluo, who was born with a purple body and had only a trace of vitality. It was General Shang who used magic to stabilize his soul and allowed her to grow up safely.

"I should have died, but my father changed his life against the will of heaven and spent half his life to prolong my life. So he died young even under thirty."

When Shang Yunluo spoke, he stared at Xie Xuan with a wrong eye. Her father gave up half of her life for her, and she did the same for her son.

"My father gave me the best, and I would never have thought that one day, these would harm me." Shang Yunluo smiled bitterly, "My bones and blood are the best medicine to prosper."

The saint was in his prime and suddenly fell ill. The imperial physician was helpless. Ziwei Zhenren only delayed his condition and could not cure his illness.

"Someone suggested to him that my blood should be used as medicine."

However, one or two drops of blood can be obtained by piercing the fingertips. Shang Yunluo did not take it seriously, and hoped that this would make the merchants more comfortable.

At first, the emperor's illness did gradually heal and treated her differently. The merchants were favored again. The two got married for many years and finally had a harmonious period.

But slowly, one or two drops of blood were not enough, so he took medicine once a day to once every hour.

Even so, I can't control my condition.

It was at this time that Shang Yunluo became pregnant.

General Shang's spells were only effective in his daughter's body, so using her blood as medicine was not very effective, but the baby was conceived in the mother's body, and the mother's flesh and blood were the baby's flesh and blood. What was obtained innately was stronger than what was obtained after birth.

Use this child to use the forbidden technique to prosper the emperor.

Shang Yunluo tried his best to death but failed to send the child out, and he was nailed to death in the coffin.

After his death, he kept his resentment from his bones and waited for sixteen years. Finally, he opened the coffin and saw the moon, but he fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

Xie Xuan took off his clothes, put his mother's bones together, and walked slowly to the red coffin. He saw a pool of blood marks in the coffin. He looked at it for a while and suddenly realized that this was the one that was nailed into his mind.

Xie Xuan gasped suddenly, lit the fire and broke it, lit the red coffin, and burned the thing that had trapped his mother for sixteen years to ashes.

Since the coffin was burned, the coffin lid was also burned. As soon as he was about to light the coffin lid, he saw a line of brown words written on the coffin board.

"The ancestors of the merchants will protect my son, and will bring good fortune when they are killed."

The wood was nailed into his mind, and Shang Yunluo was not dead for a moment. In that moment, only his son thought of him. Although she was not good at the root of her body and had a low Taoist technique, she could breathe a sigh of relief and leave a vow before her death.

Xie Xuan finally couldn't bear it and cried with a coffin.

Xiaoxiao walked forward and put her hands on Xie Xuan's shoulder.

Shang Yunluo's last wish before his death was that his son was safe. At this time, his soul was released. When he saw that his son was indeed as she wished, he could no longer be kept in the world.

The three souls return to heaven and earth, the seven souls scattered in the world, and all love and hate transform with the wind, but before she left, she wanted to reach out and stroke Xie Xuan's forehead.

A six-thunderous golden light appeared on Xie Xuan's head, and Shang Yunluo could not touch him. He swallowed tears and raised his eyebrows, and made an esoteric "upper body" to her. He said that he empty his spiritual sense and did not resist at all.

A pair of soft hands stroked the ear from the top of her head, and then patted Xie Xuan's back lightly. Although the voice came from her small mouth, it was softer than ever before: "Don't be upset, she was very happy."

Xie Xuan still covered his head and cried loudly, not wanting Xiaoxiao to see him like this.

Shang Yunluo possessed her and had no time to say this. After saying that, she left her body, and half of her body had turned into a spot of light. She finally said to her little, "You must not let him avenge me."

After saying this, Shang Yunluo turned into a stream of air and broke out of the window.

Xiaoxiao reached out and hugged Xie Xuan and bit her lip tightly. She would revenge this revenge, so she would like to avenge her.

The saint was not delayed, and Chi Yiyang couldn't hold back his breath. He sat next to Ziwei Zhenren, always caring about Ziwei's movements, and heard Ziwei's breathing short.

He immediately asked, "What's wrong with Master?"

The spiritual card in the sleeve of Ziwei Zhenren broke a crack, and he just pulled out a trace of his soul to go to Fengluan Palace, originally trying to guide Xie Xuan to open the coffin.

Unexpectedly, the two children were so powerful that they could actually hurt him.

"Nothing happened." Ziwei Zhenren closed his eyes, and the little girl was still quite capable.

When Chi Yiyang saw that his master was meditating and entered into meditation, he did not dare to quarrel with him, but at this moment, the saint arrived.

He didn't look like a person who was seriously ill. Not only did he look rosy and looked very good, but his white hair also turned black. He helped the concubine and joined the seven-star banquet with a smile.

All the officials bowed down one after another.

King Rui took the lead, King Ning and King Chu then arranged in a row according to their age and paid tribute to the saints.

The saint smiled and said, "I heard that among the seven stars this year, there is another Kun Dao."

The people from Fengtian Temple looked at each other in a row. They discussed with King Ning and started fighting today, but the saint did not look like the lamp was dry and the king's aura was weak.

Should the cause and effect burden of assassinating the emperor?

The saint asked, and the imperial concubine smiled and said: "Since the Tianshu star this year is a woman, I should have some stars for my concubine."

In midsummer, palace maids often wear tulle to wrap their chests. The concubine's skin is white and looks like a lotus, with crimson gauze gathering around her body, and her eyes are shiny.

The saint nodded and smiled, "I will follow the imperial concubine."

The eunuch immediately presented a jade plaque with the words Tianshu engraved on it. The imperial concubine said in a sweet voice: "Come on Tianshu Star."

"Xiaoxiao" stood up, stepped forward, walked to the saint and concubine, and slowly bowed.

When she was far away, she couldn't see clearly. When she stood under the lamp, the imperial concubine was stunned. She never thought that Kun Dao, who had the leader, would be so beautiful.

His hair is as black as clouds, his skin is as white as snow, and his eyes are as bright as a real person.

Such a beautiful woman actually went to practice Taoism.

The imperial concubine looked at the saint from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that the saint's eyes were still, she looked at Xiaoxiao, as if she was looking at a flower or a willow. Although she was surprised, she was satisfied.

He also laughed: "I didn't expect Tianshuxing to be so young." He praised Nian Xiao and was fine, but it would never be fine to praise her beauty.

He handed the jade token in his hand to the palace servant, and the "Xiaoxiao" took the jade token from his hand, bowed down again, and returned to his seat.

Next is "Xie Xuan", with eyebrows flying into his temples and his thin lips lying in love. The imperial concubine couldn't help but look at her, but "Xie Xuan" didn't even look at her. The imperial concubine glanced at her and snorted coldly in her heart. No matter how handsome she was, she was still a piece of wood.

His eyes were on Yuan Yiming, and his mouth was filled with a smile, and his steps were shaking.

The people from Fengtian Temple stepped forward and pointed the stars together, and the officials were still a little surprised. Why didn't the saint comfort Ziwei Palace without saying a word, and even Ziwei Zhenren didn't ask about it.

Some people also secretly looked at Ziwei Zhenren, but when they saw him meditating with his eyes closed, they couldn't understand which one was singing.

The golden bell in the sleeve of Ziwei Zhenren trembled. He immediately knew that Shang Yunluo had broken the coffin and left. Looking back at the distance, he saw a purple air rushing into the clouds and breaking the night.

She was trapped in the coffin for so long and didn't come to take revenge? Could it be that she had been in the dark for so many years and had no effect at all?

True Man Ziwei was confused for a moment, and then calmed down. If she didn't come, Xie Xuan would come, so he looked up at the saint, raised his sleeves and a soft wind would blow away.

Fengtianguan knelt under his seat, and felt a wind blowing through his feet and soaring into the air, blowing the hem of the saint's clothes, revealing a trace of silver thread in his clothes.

The man frowned and immediately came back to his senses. The silver wire held the machine. The one in front of him was not a saint, but a puppet!

The saints did not even attend the Seven-Star Banquet.

Fengtian observed the great concentration of people's hearts, and gave each other a wink. One of them said: "We five have prepared some sets of sword dances to congratulate the saints on the dragon's body to enjoy them."

The "saint" held a cup in his hand, but did not drink alcohol, and nodded slightly.

The five Fengtianguan men held peach wood swords in their hands, stepped on the Jiuzhou Gangstep, and tied a sword flower in front of the stage.

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