Chapter 1 Yi Feng
In the gorgeous and spacious room, filled with the scent of sandalwood, on the large bed made of sandalwood, a ten-year-old boy lay on it, only to see that his face was pale without a trace of blood, and the corners of his mouth were still hanging with dried blood.
A white-haired old man sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, one hand was on the little boy's wrist, after a while, the old man opened his eyes, but he shook his head and sighed, got up and said apologetically: "General Yi, the old man can't do anything, Young Master Yi Feng is afraid ...... Alas!"
Rao is a man like Yi Zhantian who has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and he couldn't help but cry after listening to the old man's words, not to mention Huangpu Xiaoyue on the side, who had already stopped crying.
"Mr. Li, is my son really hopeless?" Yi Zhantian's hand on the hilt of the sword trembled a little, Yi Feng was his only son Yi Zhantian.
"The old man really can't do anything, General Yi should ask another master, farewell!"
Li Yong was the most famous physician in Fengyun City, the imperial capital of the Fengyun Empire, and even he was helpless, which made Yi Zhantian feel hopeless.
"I'll send Mr. ”
After Yi Zhantian sent Li Yong away, Huangpu Xiaoyue lay on the side of the bed, and a pair of white and slender hands held Yi Feng's little hand tightly, "My child, wake up soon!"
Yi Zhantian looked at this scene with scarlet eyes, and secretly swore that if he couldn't save his son, he would kill Huang Weiguo of the prime minister's family to bury his son, even if it turned the world upside down.
"Dad, mother, how is my third brother?" Yi Fei, who was dressed in a yellow dress, ran into the room in a dusty manner, and when she saw her mother crying beside the third brother's bed, she couldn't help but be stunned, and her apricot eyes turned red.
"Teacher, teacher, hurry up and save my little brother!" Yi Fei came back to her senses and couldn't help but turn around and shout, she knew that her little brother was in danger, so she begged her teacher to take her home to save Yi Feng.
Yi Fei's voice did not fall, and she saw a woman in a white dress coming from outside the door, with willow eyebrows and a thin waist, a smart and beautiful woman.
"Daddy, this is my teacher Bai Xi, she is a powerhouse in the Xuanling Realm, she will definitely be able to save the little brother!"
Yi Fei's words made Yi Zhantian and his wife regain hope, the powerhouse of the Xuanling Realm can be said to be a strong man standing at the top of the pyramid in the Fengyun Empire, and each of them is a hot figure.
Huangpu Xiaoyue stepped aside from the bedside and choked up, "Please Miss Bai Xi must save my son." ”
Bai Xi's gaze fell on Yi Feng's body, and nodded imperceptibly, she promised her student that she would do her best to save it, and she had also heard that the third young master of the Yi family was a martial arts genius, only ten years old, she had already reached the ninth layer of body refining, and she could enter the Yellow Spirit Realm immediately, even if she was known as a genius, she only reached the ninth layer of body refining when she was eleven years old, a year later than Yi Feng.
Lotus step moved slightly, Bai Xi walked to the side of the bed, her white and slender fingers grabbed Yi Feng's wrist, the light blue spiritual power slowly rose in her hand, under her control, the spiritual power converged into a thin line and drilled into Yi Feng's body, under the investigation, Bai Xi's willow eyebrows frowned slightly.
Yi Feng's physical condition was very bad, the muscles and veins in her whole body had been shattered, this was not the most deadly, the most important thing was that she didn't feel Yi Feng's soul fluctuations, which shocked Bai Xi.
This means that Yi Feng's soul has been strangled and killed, his current body, which still has vital signs, is just an empty shell, what a cruel method to inflict such a heavy hand on a ten-year-old child.
"Teacher, how is it?" Yi Fei couldn't help but ask.
Seeing the expectant gazes of the three members of the Yi family, Bai Xi withdrew her hand and hesitated for a moment, only to see her palm flipped, and a round pill appeared in the palm, and the whole room was filled with a charming medicinal fragrance in an instant.
Bai Xi gave the pill to Yi Feng to take, and his red lips lightly opened: "He is seriously injured, mainly because his soul is seriously injured, I have already given him the Soul Nourishing Pill, but whether he can wake up or not depends on his creation, if he can't recover consciousness tonight, then ......"
Bai Xi sighed lightly and stopped talking, in fact, she had already concluded that Yi Feng should not wake up, but seeing Yi Fei's hopeful appearance, she still gave Yi Feng the precious Soul Nourishing Pill to eat, which showed that she liked this student very much.
Although Yi Zhantian didn't understand the elixir, he still knew the preciousness of the Soul Nourishing Pill, and the ordinary elixir would never have such a strong medicinal fragrance, and he was more and more grateful to Bai Xi in his heart, and bowed deeply to her.
Yi Fei on the side knelt down directly to Bai Xi, she knew the preciousness of the Soul Nourishing Pill when she was studying in the academy, "Teacher, thank you, thank you very much!"
"Thank you when your brother wakes up. ”
Yi Zhantian asked people to arrange a guest room, and asked Yi Fei to take Bai Xi to rest, originally he wanted Huangpu Xiaoyue to rest too, but she had to stay by Yi Feng's side until he woke up.
Yi Zhantian also sighed and walked out of the room with tiger steps.
At this time, the Prime Minister's Mansion was also shrouded in clouds, and Prime Minister Huang Zhicai was standing with his hands in his hands, and he was in a high position all the year round, which made him not angry and arrogant, not to mention that his face was gloomy and more majestic at this time.
In front of him, Huang Weiguo knelt there tremblingly, he didn't dare to gasp, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Bastard! Do you know how much trouble you have caused! It's so big, can you have a little brain? If Yi Feng has three long and two short, Yi Zhantian, that bastard, can tear down the Prime Minister's Mansion!" Huang Zhicai hated and reprimanded Huang Weiguo, and when he first knew about it, Huang Zhi almost turned his back on him.
"Dad, I really didn't have a heavy hand, that Yi Feng is a martial artist at the ninth level of body refining, those subordinates I besieged him, the highest is only the seventh layer of body refining, I just want to beat him, so that he can't get out of bed for a month, I don't want his life! But who knows, he, he is so unbeaten!" Huang Weiguo said later, his voice became smaller and smaller.
Huang Zhicai groaned, he also felt that this matter was a little weird, it stands to reason that Yi Feng should not be so unbeaten, but the fact is that Yi Feng is afraid that he will be more auspicious.
Huang Zhicai always felt that there was another hidden meaning in this matter, and he had a feeling that his son Huang Weiguo should have carried the black pot for others, the royal prince, the second prince, or someone from another family?
"Huang Zhicai, hand over your son to Lao Tzu!" While Huang Zhicai was pondering, a huge roar came, and the momentum of Yi Zhantian's Huang Spirit Realm completely exploded, smashing the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion with one punch.
"Dad, you want to save me!" Huang Weiguo was so frightened that he was weak, and the whole person was already paralyzed on the ground, he knew that if it fell into the hands of Yi Zhantian, he could be regarded as an explanation, others were afraid of his Huang family, but this person definitely did not include Yi Zhantian.
Huang Zhicai looked at Huang Weiguo in disappointment, and then called two subordinates, "Take the young master back to the room to rest!"
"You have to rest at home these days, and you are not allowed to go out for a month! If Yi Feng and he can't wake up, you don't want to go out in this life!"
After Huang Weiguo was taken away, Huang Zhi tidied up his clothes and walked out, and said with a hearty smile: "It turned out to be Brother Zhantian, what is such a big anger that the gate of my Prime Minister's Mansion has been demolished." ”
Yi Zhantian held a sword in one hand and a martial artist of the Huang family in the other, and walked over with a stunned voice: "Don't call me haha, hand over Huang Weiguo! If my son has any three long and two short, I will let him be buried with him!"
Huang Zhicai waved his hand, vigilantly surrounded by Yi Zhantian's warriors and ordered to retreat, Huang Zhicai said solemnly: "General Yi, Zhicai only said one word, if General Yi still wants me to hand over my son, then you can take the dog away!"
Huang Zhicai didn't have the frame of a prime minister at all, but he put his posture low enough.
"Say!" Yi Zhantian's momentum did not decrease, he glared at Huang Zhicai coldly, and casually threw the martial artist in his hand aside.
"General Yi, although we are not in harmony, there is no direct conflict of interest, no matter how talented your son is, to be honest, this has no impact on my Huang family, your Yi family relies on force to guard the border passes, and my Huang family is a literary style to govern the government, we have no reason to harm Prince Ling!"
Huang Yi's two families used to fight openly and secretly, but this was the first time that Huang Zhicai had made the relationship between the two families clear, and he knew that if he wanted to keep his son, he had to speak straight.
Yi Zhantian pondered for a moment, he didn't expect Huang Zhicai to confess to him directly and honestly, although Yi Zhantian is a general, it doesn't mean that he has no brains, he also knows that what Huang Zhicai said makes sense.
Seeing that Yi Zhantian's momentum had decreased slightly, Huang Zhicai hit the railroad while it was hot: "General Yi, this time it's the dog's fault, in this way, the Huang family gave one million gold coins to General Yi as military funds, and the Huang family made every effort to investigate the murderer who hurt Yi Feng's son, I don't know what General Yi wanted?"
Yi Zhantian still groaned.
Huang Zhicai gritted his teeth, pointed to the top of his head and said, "General Yi, don't forget that there is still heaven above us!"
Yi Zhantian pointed at Huang Zhicai, "What do you mean!"
Huang Zhicai was not panicked, he said: "I think General Yi understands what I mean, the crown prince and the second prince are vying for the throne, and they want our two families to make trouble!"
Yi Zhantian's heart froze, and he immediately reined in all his might, he didn't think that the Huang family might be a scapegoat, but Yi Feng was indeed besieged by the Huang family, and some of the looks needed to be made, and the most important thing was that his son was indeed injured by his life.
Those who can mix to the high position of the Fengyun Empire, which one will be easy to match.
Yi Zhantian snorted coldly, "I hope that the Prime Minister will take care of your son in the future, if my son really has three long and two short, even if it is a day, I dare to stab it, my Yi Zhantian's name is not called in vain!" Yi Zhantian put away his long sword, but his arrogance was still undiminished.
After Yi Zhantian left, Huang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the broken gate, he still couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this matter spread out, but the prestige of the prime minister was about to be swept away, but in order to keep his son, he could only admit it.
Not long after Yi Zhantian returned home, the Huang family's one million gold coins were delivered to the Yi family.
In the hall, Yi Zhantian looked at the box full of gold coins, without the slightest smile, and waved his hand casually, and the two soldiers carried it down.
In Yi Feng's room, Huangpu Xiaoyue's eyes were red and swollen, and she was gently wiping Yi Feng's face, gently wiping off the blood stains at the corners of his mouth.
"My child, you must wake up!"