After all, he was a loyal servant, Changning was scolded by Jinghua like this, but he still didn't dare to leave.

He stayed outside the prison for three days and three nights, and Jinghua never came out.

The more I waited, the more frightened I became.

And when he wanted to go in again, he found that Jinghua had already laid down the enchantment, and Mo said that with his shallow cultivation, even if Qinglan came, he couldn't get in.

When there will be no accidents, Changning comforted himself and said, even if Your Majesty is not for himself, he will take care of himself for the sake of his mother, not to mention that now that he has the blessing of Yinlongyi's divine power, it is a powerful cultivation that no one in the world can match, what can be the problem?

Changning thought so, but there was a shaking of Jinghua's heartache in front of him, his hand holding the placket of his clothes was so hard that even his knuckles were white, his face was pale, and his eyes were as dull as dead ashes.

Changning, Changning, still kept saying that in order not to embarrass His Majesty, he would rather not pursue the matter of Jing'an, but in the end, he finally couldn't help it, and came here every day to whip that beast to vent his hatred!

He held his head and squatted silently in the corner, full of regret.

The sound of heavy footsteps, taking two steps and resting, came slowly with extremely messy and rapid breathing.

"Your Majesty!" Changning was shocked and stood up in fear.

Jinghua looks really bad.

He seemed to have changed from the previous Chenhua, his face was so pale that it was terrifying, cold sweat on his forehead was like a waterfall, he barely stood on the wall with one hand, held his heart tightly with the other, and walked here with a hard support, seeing Changning, he moved his lips, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Your Majesty...... What's going on?" Chang Ning hurriedly rushed forward and used his body to support his long body.

"It's nothing, it's just ......" Jinghua said a few words, and couldn't help but bend over and cough violently.

He had no strength at all, and his whole body was leaning on Changning's thin body, shaking.

"Your Majesty, how is this good......? I'll call Qinglan to come, or inform Niangniang......" Changning saw Jinghua's weak appearance, and he almost cried, and he was at a loss.

"No, I ......" Jinghua smiled weakly, Changning's appearance of wanting to cry made him feel a warmth slowly rise in his chest that was numb to the point of pain, and he forced a smile and comforted: "I am a person with Yinlongyi, which is different from before." If you tell me to rest for a while, you'll ...... And that's it. ”

"Is what Your Majesty said true? Is there really no need to let General Qinglan come over?" General Changning was skeptical.

Jinghua shook his head slightly, "I'll sit for a while, and I'll be fine." Changning, don't go and talk to others. ”

The environment in the prison was simple, and the guard had already let Changning drive him out, but he saw that the surroundings were empty, there was not even a stool, and the ground was cold and damp, covered with water stains, and it was cold when he looked at it.

Changning saw that Jinghua really couldn't support it, so he quickly took off his clothes, folded them into a futon, helped Jinghua sit down, and said with a sullen head: "Changning knows, Changning won't tell Niangniang, Your Majesty can rest assured." ”

Jinghua chuckled with relief.

He sat on the futon that Changning had made for him, leaning against the muddy earthen wall behind him due to weakness, his face was obviously extremely pale, but he was still afraid that Changning would worry about him, and he kept trying to maintain a faint smile.

Why is it that he is already the Emperor of Heaven, and he has already obtained the Yinlong Wing, so he is still so embarrassed? Shouldn't Your Majesty be high up and worry-free?

Changning felt remorseful for a while, feeling that he was a very bastard, he half-squatted, and said expectantly: "Your Majesty, what is wrong with you? Did Changning make you angry and angry?"

Jinghua looked at the loyal servant, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed lightly: "Changning, Jing'an, I am also tossing and turning, but I know today that the third brother also has a hard time. He has now surrendered to the law, and it is not right for you to beat him like this. ”

Changning whimpered: "Changning doesn't dare anymore, I just ask Your Majesty to get better soon." ”

Jinghua smiled: "I'm just working harder, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself." ”

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Jinghua is certainly good at many things, and this understatement, the kung fu of lying to his face can also be regarded as one of them.

He would have spent decades removing the magic skills for Chenhua and reshaping the Immortal Yuan, but now because he couldn't bear Chenhua being tortured by blood addiction, he was eager to get rid of him, and it only took three days and nights!

So what he said was overworked, but it was really not an ordinary fierce.

There is no urgency to exchange spirits for spirits.

For those who cultivate immortals, the spiritual power in the body is the root of fate, and it is closely connected with the five internal organs, the three souls and the seven spirits. Like those who were born with immortal fetuses, their innate cultivation was deeper than others, and their spiritual power was also stronger. Once shaken, it will be a catastrophe that burns the heart and bones, and the soul is scattered.

Before Jinghua himself was dying because of the loss of his scales and the pouring of spiritual power, Jiang Yi strengthened his cultivation to him, and even accidentally caused the fire to burn his cold physique with spiritual power, and almost died.

This is also why, although Jinghua also wanted to remove the magic skills for Chenhua earlier, he still only did a little bit every day, a drop in the bucket, and wanted to spend decades, or even hundreds of years, to completely transform successfully.

He cast spells for Chenhua, taking a step-by-step path, removing some of them every day, and repairing some of them with himself, persevering, and flowing for a long time. On the one hand, because of the deep foundation of Chenhua's magic skills, it is difficult to shake it for three and five years, and on the other hand, he himself can have a chance to breathe without hurting his vitality.

But now, Jinghua can't care about this.

Seeing Chenhua rolling and wailing, watching him tremble in his arms, trembling and stretching out his hand to plead to himself, Jinghua couldn't calm down anymore.

Knowing that if he dissolved Chenhua's magic skills in one breath, and then reshaped the Immortal Yuan for him, this elimination and rise would consume his uncountable spiritual power, and even Yinlongyi might not be able to withstand it, but he still fought for his life.

That's fine, he didn't like this Yinlong Wing in the first place, those powerful forces made him like a thorn in his back, and it was difficult to sleep and eat, if he used some of it, especially for his own siblings, it would be useful.

He spent almost half of his spiritual power to do something that no one had ever done before, and he completely expelled all the evil thoughts on Chenhua's body, from the primordial spirit to the soul, and returned his original cultivation without a single point, so that after he lost his magic skills, he still had the original cultivation of more than 2,000 years, instead of being powerless.

These things, if they are carried out separately in decades, are barely reasonable, but Jinghua insists on completing the things of these decades in three days and nights, so recklessly, even if there is Yinlongyi to protect himself, it still shakes the fundamentals, like a catastrophe.

But he didn't care, but was happy. When he came out, he was in a very good mood, and when he saw Changning, he no longer blamed him for whipping Chenhua.

He knew that although Chenhua was still asleep, when he woke up, he would be reborn and reborn.

He has had this feeling, just like when he got Yinlong Wing, if he can use his own strength today to help his lost brother return to the right path, don't say that he only lost half of his spiritual power, no matter how much he pays, he is willing.

"Your Majesty, are you still going back to Surabaya Pavilion today?" Changning asked.

Jinghua shook his head with a smile and laughed at himself: "This same excuse can only be used once, and it won't work next time." Now that I go back to Surabaya Pavilion, I can't hide Momo, so forget it. ”

Changning said: "I know, then let's go back to Chen'an Palace." ”

Jinghua's appearance must not be able to control the clouds, so Changning took advantage of Jinghua's rest to let people drive a light car and let him ride back. This is not the special dragon chariot of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, but Changning didn't dare to run too far, leaving Jinghua alone, he turned around the neighborhood for a while, and got this chariot, which is better than nothing.

Although Jinghua kept saying that it would be good to sit for a while, when the chariot driven by Changning stopped outside, his face was still not much better.

The sudden loss of such a huge amount of spiritual power made the defense line in the body to suppress the red gall also suddenly weakened a lot. Jinghua himself obviously felt that a good mood was a good mood, but this heart was beating extremely unsteadily, obviously he had already struggled to breathe, but there was no reaction in his chest except for the cold and dull pain.

"Your Majesty, rest for a while, don't worry. Changning said worriedly.

Jinghua shook his head, leaned against the wall and slowly stood up, laughing at himself: "Go back early, I haven't gone back for three days, Momo is going to demolish my house again." ”

He was supported by Changning and bowed down into the dragon chariot.

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The surrounding area facing Zhuxiantai has been fenced off. A small team of palace people worked day and night to build a small platform that could accommodate hundreds of people. Because most of the hundreds of people are noble patriarchs of the god clan, the project is exquisite, and it is necessary to ensure that there are three layers inside and outside, and the people on Zhuxian Terrace can be clearly seen from all angles, and there must be a pergola on the top to ensure that it cannot be sunburned.

Yes, the Three Realms Public Trial is about to begin.

This platform was set up for the interrogators and all the officials involved in the public trial.

And on that Zhuxian Terrace, King Kang and Princess Xuan will soon be tied up.

Because there were materials to be transported, the road was blocked for a moment, and a light chariot happened to stop there, the curtain hanging low.

Two small palace people chatted happily while painting the seats on the table. The voices around them were very noisy, and the two of them also raised their voices to speak.

"Hey, don't you think this is scary? King Kang and Princess Xuan, they are both relatives of His Majesty! One is his younger brother, and the other is his sister-in-law, hey! How can you say that you will go to Xiantai!"

"You are rare and strange! The more relatives you are, the more dangerous it is! You don't want to think about it, what kind of person is our majesty? Neither the righteous crown prince nor the favored Third Highness, where did the emperor get his turn? Finally, he finally sat down, so naturally he had to think of how to sit down steadily, don't you say?"

"Ah, you mean, Your Majesty is deliberately trying to eradicate ......"

"Shhh......h

Mildly, the suppressed cough is intermittent.