When Yao'er in the car saw her come in, she threw herself into her arms and cried: "Sister Sister, the emperor, and sister, woo woo..."

I saw that Wang Jian was still inputting dragon qi into Qi'er, his face was pale, his face was distorted, and with the true qi in his body seemed to be violent, he even raised his head and rolled his eyes, seeing that he couldn't hold on.

Concubines helped Yao'er to the side, and An Bowei said: "Don't worry, with me, even if I fight for my life, Brother Jian will be safe." ”

She took out the Xuanyuan Mirror in her arms, and heard Wang Jian say that this thing is the soul of the recognizable emperor, which can turn the dragon qi of others for his own use, and is the strongest and most mysterious thing in the world, "Maybe it can help Brother Jian tide over the difficulties." She decided to gamble with her life, because she couldn't control this Xuanyuan mirror, and maybe it would backfire on her and take her life.

She threw the Xuanyuan Mirror upward, and then transported all her true qi to the Xuanyuan Mirror, and after a long time, she only felt that her true qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no information at all.

The Xuanyuan Mirror was suspended between Wang Jian and Ma Yuanmei, and with the input of her true qi, the sunny side of the Xuanyuan Mirror was not affected at all, calm and waveless. Ma Mi didn't give up, she still urged her true qi, she wanted to see if the magical Xuanyuan Mirror could transform her true qi into dragon qi, even a little bit. As long as it is converted a little bit, it can be entered into Wang Jian.

With the loss of time, the sunny side of the Xuanyuan Mirror was still pitch black, and there was no fluctuation. She felt that her true qi was almost exhausted, and under her lifeless urging, if she persisted, it might cause her true qi to backlash, and her life would be lost. She didn't know why, but there was an instinctive voice in her heart that told her to do it. But the reality was so cruel, so cruel that it made her desperate, it seemed that there was no point in doing so, but she still persisted, even if this insistence would cost her life, and the possibility of success was zero, she did not hesitate.

After a long time, under her insistence, the calm and waveless mirror seemed to have the slightest fluctuation. But she didn't find that she was only holding on to a conviction to the death.

Previously, Wang Jian gave her the Xuanyuan Mirror to keep her safe on the battlefield, who knew that she would not want to die to input her true qi into the Xuanyuan Mirror.

The Xuanyuan mirror seems to be a bottomless pit, which cannot be filled.

Finally, a trace of imperceptible dragon qi finally entered Wang Jian's body from the Xuanyuan Mirror, and he felt like a long drought and a rainstorm, although it was insignificant, but it also made him sober up to the extreme. At most, he lost his dragon energy and became a waste, but if he continued like this, he would die.

He sensed the danger of his wife, and hurriedly said, "Sister, stop it!" ”

Ma Wei gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "I don't!" This is the first time she has said no to Wang Jian, and she said it so decisively, she has already felt the backlash of her true qi, but she doesn't plan to give up like this.

Yao'er watched her beloved two people crumbling, but she couldn't do anything, she was so anxious for a while, and tears fell like beads: "Sister Concubine, Your Majesty, woo woo." Suddenly, she thought of something, and anxiously shouted outside the car: "Sister Yuanyuan, come quickly, the emperor and Sister Yuanyuan are almost unable to hold on!" ”

Chen Yuanyuan had been paying attention to the movement in the carriage, and when he heard Yao'er's call, he hurriedly entered the carriage.

"Huh? Holy White Dragon Qi! As soon as she entered the car, she felt two dragon qi, one was Wang Jian's yellow dragon qi, and the other was a very faint holy white dragon qi. And that dragon qi was very weak, it flowed out of the Xuanyuan Mirror, and it was being fed into Wang Jian's body little by little.

Chen Yuanyuan glanced at Ma Yuanyuan strangely, and then looked at the Xuanyuan Mirror suspended in the air, and immediately understood her purpose: the true qi attributes of herself and Wang Jian are different, and it is impossible to directly input them into Wang Jian's body.

She didn't say a word, hurriedly left her mind secret, and in an instant the carriage was filled with a domineering and majestic blood-red true qi, and with a push of her small hand, the true qi in her palm was accurately entered into the Xuanyuan mirror.

Different from the concubine, when Chen Yuanyuan's true qi was exported into the Xuanyuan Mirror, the sunny side of the Xuanyuan Mirror suddenly surged, and there seemed to be the chirping of birds in the mirror, as if it was about to break out of the mirror and go straight into the sky!

This amazing vision, not only Yao'er was stupid, but even Ma Miao, who was still struggling to support next to her, was shocked: how could she easily do what she couldn't do even after fighting with her life?

And Wang Jian only knew that her exercises were very mysterious, but he didn't know that she could even control the Xuanyuan Mirror, he couldn't help but be a little worried: she wouldn't have snatched the Ziwei Sword enough, and wanted to snatch the Xuanyuan Mirror, no, she couldn't let her succeed by saying anything this time!

Just when Wang Jian was thinking wildly, a mysterious and powerful blood-red true qi mixed with a trace of holy white true qi rushed out of the Xuanyuan Mirror and continuously entered Wang Jian's body. And Wang Jian was replenished with new true qi, and the pressure was suddenly relieved. He only felt that the familiar and unfamiliar red true qi was like a spiritual spring, pouring into his depleted dantian, and then through his own meridians into Qi'er's head meridians.

"Hold on a little longer, and you'll be fine in no time." Wang Jian said silently.

Finally, with a strong and pathetic dragon roar, the dragon soul in Wang Jian's dantian was torn apart, and he also fainted on the ground, and at the same time, the concubine spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted, and the blood just sprayed on the yin side of the dragon pattern carved by the Xuanyuan mirror, the dragon swam slowly, and soon sucked the blood in, and then shot a white light from the yang side of the mirror into the body of the concubine.

All the soldiers on guard outside heard the dragon's roar and looked at the carriage in horror. As one person knelt down, soon a large number of people fell to their knees, and many people were so frightened by the scream that they fell to their knees, as if there was going to be a catastrophe, praying for forgiveness from God.

And Chen Yuanyuan in the carriage seemed to be nothing, she clapped her hands, raised her feet and was about to leave the carriage.

Yao'er grabbed her and asked pitifully, "Sister Yuanyuan, Brother Emperor, and Sister are all right?" ”

In order to reassure Yao'er, Chen Yuanyuan smiled at her and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay, it's just that the internal force is overdrawn and fainted, and it will be fine after two days of rest." But some of them didn't say, that is: the emperor soul in Wang Jian's body is afraid that it will be annihilated, and that dragon chant is proof that he no longer has the ability to summon the green dragon to possess and fight, whether he can keep the throne is a question, is this good or bad for him?

It wasn't until the next morning that Wang Jian woke up, with Qi'er lying beside her, and the two were covered by a thin quilt. He got up and shook his head, feeling a splitting headache, and his dragon qi also turned into true qi, leaving less than one percent, and it turned pale white, just like a civilian, the dragon soul in the dantian was even more gone, he completely became a waste, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Ma didn't know where to go, he looked at Qi'er lying beside him breathing evenly, her face was round, obviously there was no big problem, and he felt that all the efforts were worth it.

"Huh..." As Wang Jian got up, the thin quilt also slipped off Yao'er's delicate body. His lustful eyes swept over Ki'er's smooth shoulders and past her seductive collarbones, and Ki'er's cheeks flushed as he watched them.

Wang Jian smiled swayingly: "Pretend to be asleep." ”

He looked at the beauty who was pretending to be asleep, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful he became, and he couldn't help but quietly lean over and kiss her lips. Qi'er couldn't pretend anymore under his kiss.

Yao'er, who was driving outside the carriage, heard the movement and probed into the carriageway: "Your Majesty, are you awake?" Then seeing the two hugging each other and kissing, she screamed "ah" and turned her back again.

A romantic kiss was interrupted by Yao'er, and he said unhappily: "What's it called, don't you change my clothes soon." ”

Yao'er turned around again, said "oh" with a smile, and waited for Wang Jian to get dressed, but Qi'er's face was thin, and she was embarrassed by her sister, so she hid in the thin quilt, and didn't dare to look up and come out until Wang Jian got dressed and got out of the carriage.

In history, there have never been two people who have used the "Mandate of Heaven Reincarnation" at the same time, and Chen Yuanyuan's red true qi is mysterious, as if it can imitate any dragon qi, coupled with the blessing effect of Wang Jian's yellow dragon qi, the result of the two of them exerting force at the same time, making the concubine enter the peak of the realm of the royal road due to misfortune, and even obtained a trace of the emperor's soul, so that the purple true qi of the original realm of the royal road is mixed with a trace of holy white true qi, and thanks to this true qi, she can instantly turn into the realm of the emperor, but she can only hold on to the time of a stick of incense.

When Ma Mimei excitedly told Wang Jian about her situation, Wang Jian was happy for her and couldn't help but feel a little sad at the same time. I don't know if it's Chen Yuanyuan's reason, although his body is pale and white like a civilian, but there is also a trace of dragon qi in it, and this bit of dragon qi is not enough to gather into a dragon shape, trigger a dragon chant and use a dragon form to possess the body to fight, because to use this kind of emperor realm trick, you must have a dragon soul. And in order to save Qi'er, the dragon soul in the dantian has been broken, and finally with the sad dragon groan, it completely disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, Wang Jian didn't have to worry about the soldiers forcing the palace for the time being, because although they heard the mournful cry of the green dragon, they didn't know what was happening. And apart from large-scale royal sacrifices and canonization activities, the emperor did not need to release dragon energy to give majesty and encouragement to his subjects.

Fortunately, only the fourth daughter and Wang Chengen knew about this, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered by the soldiers that the "emperor" they followed was actually not worthy of the name, which would cause a devastating blow to morale.

"It's really a large-scale royal sacrifice, so drag it out if you can." Wang Jian shook his head and comforted himself.

After that, Hauge was never pursued again, and he seemed to have disappeared.