Everyone looked at the Jinyi guards who were waiting outside the door, and they all shrunk their necks, they didn't expect Shibei to be impressed by each other for three days, and the once famous gentle and talented woman in Jiangbei has now become so decisive.

It's no wonder that Wang Qianqian, Wang Jian's loss of the secret of the emperor's soul hit her too much, and if these people continue to make trouble, the consequences will be unpredictable. Now that she is on Wang Jian's thief ship, she has only one way to go to the end.

Governor Zheng Yuqiao coughed lightly, and came forward in a timely manner to appease the officials and said: "The emperor is blessed with heaven, he has his own blessing, everyone doesn't have to worry, let's go back first." ”

The official rank here belongs to Zheng Yuqiao, and since he spoke, everyone left.

When the two of them were left in the entire hall, Zheng Yuqiao said: "Niece, tell Shibo what happened to the emperor's illness?" ”

Wang Qianqian looked at him coldly: he didn't speak just now, but now he is pretending to be an elder.

Wang Qianqian didn't answer Zheng Yuqiao's question, but looked at him coldly and said, "Lord Governor, what do you call me?!" ”

Zheng Yuqiao looked at Wang Qianqian's cold eyes, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, just this glance made him fall into the abyss, and he realized that Wang Qianqian was no longer the Wang Qianqian he used to be.

In the past, Wang Qianqian was his junior, and when he saw him, Zheng Yuqiao had to be inferior to him, and respected him as "Shibo", and now Wang Qianqian is the imperial concubine, and it is the existence that makes Zheng Yuqiao look up.

Zheng Yuqiao immediately changed his words in fear: "Niangniang..."

Wang Qianqian looked at him with satisfaction and said, "The emperor's safety, you don't have to worry, you can do your own thing." ”

"Yes, yes."

Zheng Yuqiao didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly retreated.

The night was dark, and in the peerless building, Li'er, who was asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, and after being stunned, she straightened up.

Li'er has never seen her mother since she was a child, and it was her father who brought her up, and for others, dreaming of her deceased parents is a sweet dream, but for her, it is a nightmare, because it will make her fall into endless guilt and pain.

After sitting for a long time, Li'er put on a coat and came to the door of the small meditation room, which was where Mingxi lived.

She knocked on the door, but there was no movement.

Ever since Mingxi came, she would go to Mingxi when she had nightmares, and Mingxi didn't know what method to use, which would always make her feel at peace.

Seeing that there was no one in the house, she wondered, "Where did Mingxi go?" ”

At this time, Mingxi was in Wang Jian's house, and she was bowing her head and chanting.

In order to take care of Wang Jian, Yao'er hadn't closed her eyes for a day and a night, she lay on Wang Jian's bedside, listened to Mingxi's chanting, and finally fell asleep slowly.

There is a small Buddha platform in front of Mingxi, and on the Buddha platform is a white jade Guanyin, the left hand of the white jade Guanyin is dragging the net bottle, and the right hand is holding a willow branch.

Suddenly, Mingxi opened her starry eyes, and she found that although Wang Jian was still unconscious, a faint yellow light appeared on his body, surrounding him.

As the mother river of the origin of Chinese civilization, the Yellow River, the water of the Yellow River is born with dragon energy.

As the so-called water turns into a dragon, Wang Jian has been soaking in the Yellow River for a long time, and the trace of dragon qi in his body is naturally also inducted, and he has integrated and absorbed the dragon qi of the water of the Yellow River, but although those dragon qi were brought out by him, he could not absorb it. Otherwise, if the masters of the Emperor Realm with the dragon soul all came to suck the dragon qi in the Yellow River, then the world would not be in chaos every year.

Mingxi slowly spit out two words:

"Soul Gathering"

I saw that the white jade Guanyin slowly glowed with white light, and the white light softly wrapped the trace of dragon energy.

Mingxi said again:

"Contemplation"

The yellow glimmer of light seemed to be alive, and under the traction of the white light, it slowly flowed into Wang Jian's body.

The whole process lasted for a stick of incense.

Eventually, the glimmer of light disappeared, and the room was plunged into darkness again.

Mingxi let out a long sigh of relief, she looked at Yao'er, who was asleep on the side of the bed, and slowly left the room.

From beginning to end, Wang Jian lay quietly on the bed, and he had a dream. I dreamed that I was wearing a yellow belt around my body, and then my body became lighter and lighter, and I flew freely like a bird, and I flew higher and higher. Just when Wang Jian was about to cheer excitedly, suddenly, the yellow belt on his body disappeared, and he also fell from the sky. Just when he thought he was going to die, the yellow ribbon suddenly appeared again, and finally turned into a cyan dragon, he stood on top of the dragon's head, his hands tightly grasped the dragon's horns, and soared freely between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Wang Jian sat up from the bed excitedly, and he laughed wildly: "That's right, I'm the Dragon Fighter!" ”

Yao'er, who was lying on his bedside and had fallen asleep, was woken up by him, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Emperor, are you awake?" ”

Wang Jian looked around blankly: Eh, it turned out that he had a dream.

There was only one candle flickering in the room, and he asked, "What time is it?" ”

Yao'er shook her head, and fell asleep in a daze, who knows what time.

She replied, "Brother Emperor, you have been in a coma for a day, but you are scared to death of the slave maid. It's good that it's Mingxi, hey, Mingxi? ”

"Really?"

It turned out that it was Mingxi who saved himself.

It was dark outside the window, and Wang Jian said distressedly: "Didn't you sleep well?" Seeing Yao'er's haggard face, she was still lying on the side of the bed, so Wang Jian hugged her to the bed and let her lie beside her.

Yao'er lay comfortably in Wang Jian's arms.

Her emperor brother finally woke up, Yao'er was so happy that she could sleep, she listened to Wang Jian's heartbeat, and asked curiously: "Brother emperor, who is the dragon fighter?" ”

"Well, he's a very powerful senior."

"Really? How powerful? ”

"The kind that can fly away from the sky, and the mount is a giant dragon."

"Is Sister Yuanyuan so good?"

How could his idol lose to Chen Yuanyuan, Wang Jian replied: "There should be." ”

Yao'er said coquettishly: "I don't believe it...", she thinks that Wang Jian is the first in this world, and Chen Yuanyuan is the second. There is no one more interested than the two.

...

Mingxi returned to the small meditation room and saw a person lying on his bed. She said, "Sister Li'er, are you having nightmares again?" ”

Li'er nodded.

In the past, Li'er never believed in Buddhism, and now, she doesn't believe either. Because Chen Yuanyuan told her: "The so-called way of heaven is to admire the strong, the stronger the strong, the weaker the weaker." Only the strong have the ability to control their own destiny, and the weak only deserve to pray for the mercy of fate. ”

Therefore, Li'er knows that as long as you are strong enough, even the sky will be afraid of you, and praying to God and worshiping Buddha is just a sign of weakness.

However, she has never been able to defeat her inner demons, which is what Mingxi called "karma".

And only Mingxi can help her eliminate her "karma".

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