This rare smile made He Zichen feel panicked, and his heart jumped, wondering if the spell had expired.

But looking at Sheng Ling's expression, it was not like it, if he woke up at this time, how could he be a little uncomfortable - but now the most uncomfortable thing is himself, He Zichen thought, he has to slip away first.

Thinking so, He Zichen said to Sheng Ling: "Then you just pretend not to remember, see you next time!" ”

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the door and walked out, and turned around to close the door intimately, just as He Zichen was about to leave, the disciple of the Star Picking Tower who had come from the previous sword slammed the window in, and said eagerly: "Holy Lord, it's not good!" ”

He Zichen couldn't help but stop.

If it weren't for the 100,000 urgent matter, no one would have directly broken into the ninth floor where the Holy Lord lived, and if it was an emergency, he wasn't sure if Sheng Ling had recovered now and if he could deal with it.

"Holy Lord, something is wrong! Previously, when we were patrolling outside the city, we noticed that there was something unusual in the Sun-Covering Forest, and we rushed to take a look, but it was the Nine Babies who were trying to break free from the trapped beast formation, and it seemed to be very irritable, and would rather hurt itself eight hundred than crash into the formation...... Holy Lord? The disciple paused as he spoke, and cried out in confusion.

He Zichen's heart jumped, his heart was broken, the statute of limitations had not yet passed, and he was going to delay the big event! At this time, he didn't care about being at ease, and immediately pushed the door in.

“…… Anyway. At this time, Sheng Ling spoke, and He Zichen paused, withdrew his hand, and stood outside listening silently.

Sheng Ling said: "Keep talking." ”

"Oh, that's right...... We went down to check and found that the formation had been broken by the Nine Babies by two layers, and there was still the outermost layer left to support precariously, and a few of us reluctantly strengthened the last layer of the formation, and then rushed back to report to the Holy Lord, but after all, my spiritual power is low, and I am afraid that this trapped beast array can only support for two more days at most......

"Holy Lord, can you lead someone to arrange a few more layers of formations?"

"No need," Sheng Ling said in a deep voice, "It's better to block it than to be sparse, trying to trap it with a formation is not a long-term solution after all...... Go and send back the troops stationed near the Sunshade Forest. ”

"What does the Holy Lord mean ......?"

He Zichen suddenly had an ominous premonition, and before he could come up with a reason, he heard Sheng Ling say: "Tomorrow...... I'll go personally. ”

"But, Holy Lord, you ......"

"Needless to say, you should step back first."

“…… Be. ”

The door was pushed open, and the disciples came out of the house, and they were a little surprised to see He Zichen outside the door, but they didn't have time to take care of him at this time, so they hurriedly went downstairs with a polite bow.

He Zichen was about to enter the house, but when he saw that Sheng Ling had already gotten up and was about to go out, He Zichen stretched out his hand to block the way and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Sheng Ling replied truthfully: "Retreat for one night." ”

He Zichen frowned and asked, "Are you going to go to the Sunshade Forest alone tomorrow?" ”

Sheng Ling didn't speak, looking at his expression as if he was acquiescing.

He Zichen didn't persuade either, but he couldn't refute: "Take me with you." ”

Sheng Ling disagreed: "It's too dangerous. ”

"It's too dangerous for me to go, but it's not dangerous for you to go alone? Or does the national teacher think that I am just going to drag my feet? He Zichen hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyes slightly provocative, "Moreover, didn't you say that no matter what I want to do, I won't stop it?" Then I'm going to the Sunshade Forest, and you must not interfere. ”

Sheng Ling sighed lightly, pulled He Zichen's arm away, walked past him, and said coldly: "Then please take care of yourself." ”

He Zichen followed Sheng Ling to the front of the cultivation room, but was ruthlessly locked outside. He pursed his lips, but his eyes were glowing with a little excitement, and he said in his heart: I didn't see that he was quite temperamental.

Well, he's spending it here.

The next day, when the first rays of light in the morning shone on the Star Picking Tower, Sheng Ling, who had closed his eyes and meditated all night, opened his eyes.

The spiritual power in the body is like a river of stars, it seems to be full, but in fact it is thin, more than a little worse than the peak, but it will not recover for a while, and the current situation can't be taken care of so much.

Sheng Ling got up, walked to the wall, and picked up a scepter held on the base of Fengluan.

The tip of the silver scepter resembles a nest of twigs and vines, and there is an ovoid moonstone in the hollowed out, quietly glowing with a pure soft light, like the purest moonlight.

The Moon Heart Stone Scepter, a symbol of the status of the national teachers of the past dynasties, contains great power, but those who have seen it before know that compared to the original appearance of Ye Ye's divine brilliance and brilliance, the light at this time has dimmed a lot, almost a little pale.

Sheng Ling opened the door, and He Zichen, who was leaning on the door, suddenly bumped into him, Sheng Ling hurriedly reached out and hugged He Zichen, and said in surprise: "Why are you still here?" ”

He Zichen had already changed into a black suit that was convenient for travel, and he also carried a bow and arrows on his back, he yawned and retreated, and before he could stand firmly, he leaned on Sheng Ling again, and shouted with a distorted face: "Quick, quick!" Sheng Ling, hold on to me! ”

Sheng Ling reached out to help him again, and when he saw his painful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, "What's wrong?" ”

"Legs, legs are numb!" He Zichen leaned on Sheng Ling's shoulder, grinning and said, "I've been standing here all night like this, Sheng Ling, you have to be responsible!" ”

Sheng Ling let go of him and said lightly, "...... If you put your spiritual power into operation for a week, it will be fine. ”

"Ahh It's so uncomfortable, I can't stand firmly......" He Zichen grabbed Sheng Ling's arm, leaned on him, and pretended to cry, "Where do I know what spiritual power works, you just bullied me for amnesia, pity me ......"

He Zichen stopped as he spoke.

Sheng Ling squatted down, his palm with spiritual power from his leg all the way to his ankle, where the palm passed, there was a burst of warmth, the feeling of numbness really disappeared, and there was no place in the muscles and flesh that was not ironed.

He Zichen lowered his eyes and looked at Sheng Ling's long silver-white hair, the eyelashes that fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and the white hand that had been caressing his legs, and felt that although the legs and feet were not numb, they seemed to be separated from his body, and he was even more disobedient.

Sheng Ling stood up, took the staff and went downstairs directly, He Zichen rubbed his legs, and hurriedly followed.

Every time he went down the floor, there would be more people behind Sheng Ling, and by the time he reached the bottom floor, He Zichen had already been squeezed to the rear, far away from Sheng Ling.

Looking at the back of Sheng Ling, who walked in front without looking back, He Zichen couldn't help but feel a little sorry for himself in his heart: this trip might kill him, he still has to go up, and people are not rare at all, although he also wants to turn his head and leave hard, but he can't help but worry in his heart...... Beauty misleads people, tsk.

When He Zichen finally squeezed out of the wave of white clothes, Sheng Ling had already explained to everyone, and he rode the wind and sword, his clothes fluttering, and he stood in the clouds, heading towards the west of the Sun-Covering Forest.

He Zichen raised his head and saw that Sheng Ling seemed to have turned into a white dove in the sky, and the sword light stabbed his eyes fiercely.

"Shengling! You're back! He Zichen shouted loudly into the sky, but Sheng Ling didn't seem to hear it at all, and the sword light on his feet became farther and farther away.

Asher stepped forward and persuaded: "Your Majesty, you better go back to the palace first, the national teacher will be back soon." ”

He Zichen said in his heart, are you a fool? That Nine Babies is an ancient beast, why should the injured Sheng Ling deal with it alone? What if, even if it's just in case Sheng Ling dies in the Sunshade Forest, you will compensate me?!

He suddenly turned his head and pulled out Asher's sword, and then he was stunned for a moment, and for a moment his face was dazed with cruel intent, and a cluster of flames suddenly rose in his heart, and he threw the sword to the ground in annoyance—

He didn't learn the art of Edgeworth at all!

He Zichen only regretted it now, he only knew how to watch some fancy and interesting spells, and he didn't bother to look at such practical things at all, and Sheng Ling just ate him this point, so he didn't guard against him much.

Yes, that's great! said that he didn't stop anything he wanted to do, and said that he was a qiē with him, and he really "let him"!

He Zichen laughed angrily, he took off his bow and arrow, the arrow was on the string, his eyebrows condensed, and he aimed at the white shadow in the distance of the sky-

"What are you doing?!"

Asher pushed He Zichen fiercely, and an arrow wrapped in spiritual power shot diagonally into the sky with the momentum of piercing the clouds, passing past Sheng Ling's body, turning into a black spot in the sky.

"You actually want to shoot our Holy Lord?!"

Rao is Asher temper is not bad, and he couldn't help but be full of anger at this time, he pointed at He Zichen and scolded: "Do you know who caused the Holy Lord Young Man's white hair? Who caused the Holy Lord to spend most of his years of cultivation? It's you! In order to resurrect you, our Holy Lord has been working hard for three years! And you, just want to shoot him if you don't agree with him! ”

The more Asher spoke, the more angry he became, and the others all looked at him with cold eyes.

Many years ago, Gongzichen was gifted and intelligent, and was deeply loved by the former Holy Lord, and Shengling learned magic together, although Gongzichen was smart, but he was playful, only the archery was outstanding, even the talented Holy Son was not as good as him, when the two of them were able to get out of the monster of fire and water, his archery skills also accounted for a large reason.

If it was the previous Shengling, no matter how outstanding Rao is He Zichen's archery skills were, he would not be able to help him, but now Shengling is not as good as before, and it is possible to be injured by He Zichen without defense.

After He Zichen shot an arrow, the anger in his heart disappeared a little, and he was extremely calm in the face of Asher's accusation, blinked his eyes, and said innocently: "Where will I shoot him?" I just wanted him to stop. ”

After calming down, Asher also felt that he probably thought badly, although the person in front of him was stubborn, he was not so stubborn as to hurt people's lives.

It's just that this kind of behavior still can't be connived at, Asher said: "What if I accidentally get hurt?" ”

"Do you believe it or not, I said shoot the ends of his hair, and it won't shoot to the roots?" He Zichen chuckled, his eyebrows and eyes were shining, and he said, "Quickly think of a way, I want to go to the Sunshade Forest to help him quickly, I don't know the way...... Alas. ”

Asher was moved by what he said.

Although it seems a bit unorthodox to push the monarch into danger like this, the Holy Lord is really reassuring now, if this person who had injured the Nine Babies with the Holy Lord also went...... Maybe there will be a few more layers of certainty?