"Well, if Vera ignores it......"

The sleepy voice of the Heavenly Machine Martial God came from the quilt, and Ming Zhen was a little sad because of her affirmation.

That is, the faint sadness of the death of someone you know.

Suddenly, she froze.

Ignore the words?

On the other hand, I won't die if I pay attention to it?

This......

What is she going to do with it?

Vera pondered for two seconds, then rolled over and sat up.

Her right hand was still being pulled, and she was about to pull it out, but she saw that the Heavenly Machine Martial God was sleeping with a red face.

I also slept very sweetly with a small snoring.

After glancing at her twice, Ming Zhen didn't withdraw her hand, but thought of Liu Tongzhi in her mind.

[Where is Zhao Ji? The Heavenly Machine Martial God said he was dying! 】

Liu Tongzhi was with Han Lao and Yao Bo, but Han Lao was not in a very good state, so he went to sleep.

It rained all night.

Playing chess and sitting in this quiet place of the temple has a different taste, and both of them are very emotional.

Liu Tong played chess, and Yao Bo's face was a little dark.

There is an intentional intention, but it is not the same thing to lose all the time!

I wondered if it was an 'accident' all of a sudden.

But before he had time to 'accident', he saw Liu Tong's hand, and the chess piece that was about to destroy him again stopped in mid-air.

Boy!

I'm still quite sensible!

And Liu Tongzhi's expression was solemn at this moment, and when he heard Zhao Ji's matter, his mind shifted.

Playing chess is a trivial matter, which is naturally not as good as a human life.

Or the life of someone he knows.

After thinking for a moment, he replied to Ming Zhen: [He is in the Zhao Ancestral Hall!!] You can't go wrong! 】

Zhao Ji was not on the side of the Protector God Tower, he had known for a long time.

Normally.

It was supposed to be at the palace.

However, unlike others, Liu Tongzhi is in charge of similar forces in intelligence surveillance.

Recently, I have been paying attention to the situation of the royal family.

Therefore, he knew that the royal family seemed to have some movements, such as ...... As if he was dying, it was inconvenient for him to intervene.

Just sit on the sidelines and wait.

After all, no matter what you want to do at this time, casually intervene to cause the Jedi backlash of the Zhao royal family.

That's a big problem!

To some extent, his identity also made the royal family extremely scrupulous.

【Zhao's ancestral hall is located in ...... There are many prohibitions inside, and there are artifacts to suppress it, maybe ...... There is also a god-level ......]

These are not sensed by Liu Tongzhi, but judged according to various clues.

He casually placed the pieces in his hand on the chessboard.

Listening to Yao Bai laughing and saying the concession, he pulled the corners of his mouth and made two sounds.

Consciousness continued:

[Little Auntie, you can't move the space over there, and the forbidden space is extremely powerful! ] And ......]

Liu Tongzhi, who still wanted to say something, was suddenly stunned.

Busy and said:

[The Zhao bloodline should be less restricted, but ...... It's still a little dangerous to admit without an artifact......]

Well, it shouldn't be dangerous either.

After all, the little senior aunt who didn't dare to look directly at Tianji couldn't imagine how strong it was.

After thinking about it again, it seemed that there was nothing to remind about.

I can only reluctantly ask again: [Do you need Kirino to lead the way?] 】

He was ready to get up at any time, and Ming Zhen had already replied with two words: [No! 】

Then, the transmission in consciousness did not continue.

Liu Tong's mind was not as calm as before, and he looked at the chessboard that Yao Bai had set up again, and played at will.

What else can you do if you don't play chess?

It is also inconvenient for him to communicate with others about Zhao Ji now.

Is the little aunt planning to save Zhao Ji? But how to save? What the consequences of saving will be, the little aunt may or may not know.

But none of this is something he can stop.

"Not bad, not bad! Tongzhi, your brother Yao Bai, I admit it!! Yao Bai smiled heartily in his ears, and his eyes were soft and close.

Liu Tongzhi: "......"

He looked down and saw that his chess pieces were surrounded on all sides, and he was about to lose, so he stared at it and dropped a chess piece.

Yao Bai's smile faded away.

"How can you get down here?! You look down on ......" Yao Bai originally thought that Liu Tongzhi's suicide conceded chess.

That's too much!

It's obvious!

Unexpectedly, he continued to play, and saw Liu Tongzhi, who had committed suicide and vacated a circle of chess, and quickly counterattacked successfully.

"The surname is Liu! Let's fight again!! ”

Liu Tongzhi: "...... Come! ”

Forget it, he didn't come to worship Yao Bai anyway.

If he wants to preside over the supervision system in the future, it is better to have a clear relationship with Yao Bo, He Shen, Pang Qian, and others.

Sworn...... You don't have to......

……

On the other side, Ming Zhen received Liu Tongzhi's reply, but still decisively pulled out his hand.

Looking at the appearance of the Heavenly Machine Martial God's eyelids trembling and about to wake up.

Hurriedly took out a branch of the main body of the fire tree, which was full of her primordial power.

Then stuffed it into the hands of the Heavenly Machine Martial God.

Sure enough, the white-haired, long-braided Valkyrie, who looked like a teenage girl when he fell asleep, fell asleep sweetly again.

'The role of the power of the primordial gods? ’

Now is not the time to study, Ming Zhen dodged, wrapped himself with the power of the primordial god and broke through the air.

After being wrapped by the power of the primordial gods, it suddenly appeared near the Imperial Palace.

Follow the direction indicated by Liu Tongzhi.

However, although she usually has a bit of a road idiot, it is very easy to find the way at this moment, as if there is some traction in the dark.

I was in a hurry all the way, and I even used space to move.

There is no suppression as Liu Tongzhi said.

It was even easier than what she felt when she had arrived in the Imperial Capital before, as if most of the power that had suppressed her spatial movement had dissipated.

Ming Zhen is not allowed to study the reason.

A sense of urgency in her heart urged her to quickly find her way and find someone.

……

Inside the ancestral hall of the Zhao family.

The whole person is like a young man like a snowman, and he is lying quietly on the ground alone, stretching out a wrist.

On the wrist, the blood vessels are constantly pumping.

The breath of youth is extremely weak.

"Father's ......"

He called softly.

The shadow sitting at his head moved, and the figure turned sideways, revealing a face that was ninety percent similar to him, but older.

The white hair is dull, the wrinkles on the face are faint, and only the eyebrows still have a bit of perfection.

This is a good-looking old man.

"Live!"

The voice was low to the point of being a little weak, but with a certain sense of absolute firmness and stubbornness.

Zhao Ji's facial muscles trembled slightly.

"Listen...... I heard that my sister has a child......"

"Fake!" The old man replied in a sonorous voice.

"Ahem! Heavenly ...... Adults say, or...... There is a turning point......" Zhao Ji slowly and effortfully pronounced the words clearly.

"She won't live for a few days herself, and she dares to say that there is a turnaround?!"

The old man sneered.

"If I'm dead, she'll die too!"

Zhao Ji closed his eyes, then opened them again, and said vigorously: "Father, fate is compatible, you can try to believe ......"

He seemed to have a little more energy, and surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

In order to lift his spirits, he hurriedly replied to him:

"The two families of Taoism and Buddha are too deep to be trusted, even if the heavenly machine is compatible with my life, but they are unwilling to let you blend with Liu Tongzhi! It's just disgusting!! ”

"I have the luck of the emperor, and the heavenly machine also has merit, and the lives of both of us are given to you!"

"You must live!!"

The old man's face turned gray, but his eyes were blazing.

Zhao Ji's eyes were bitter, he really didn't want to persevere, he hoped that he would take a step first, not ......

"Father......," he whispered again.

"Sister can ......"

"No! She can't! You have to live! Break this damn curse!! ”

The old man's tone was full of paranoia, Zhao Ji opened his mouth, but it was difficult to speak, he tried to breathe, but his breathing gradually became weak.

The blood that brought some vitality was difficult for him to support.

My father is old, and so is Lord Tianji...... Survival will be ......

The fog in his eyes was on the tail of his eyes.

Why is my father so obsessed? Even if...... The surname of Sheji is changed, and the Zhao family is no longer respected, but it can be ...... It's not about the world, is it?

Anyway, this world has long been the people's world!

Does it really matter what the last name is?

Zhao Ji listened to his father's sorrowful cry in his ears, and the last breath in his chest rushed to his throat, and he was about to spit it out.

[It's dangerous! 】

He heard something in his vague consciousness.

Subsequently, he was no longer conscious, and he could no longer sense all the breath of life, and he felt a little regretful......

If only I had stopped my sister from leaving......

……

There was no obstacle on the road of Mingzhen, but strangely I got lost near the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, and I wandered around for a while.

With a rage in his heart, the power of the primordial god was condensed and swept away.

Finally found Zhao Ji hiding in an underground palace, and at this time Zhao Ji was already dead, no, maybe there was still a breath.

She hurriedly popped out a wisp of World Tree's qi to seal Zhao Ji's last breath.

It was all a knee-jerk move.

Perhaps it was the reason why Yao Bo entered the imperial capital with the incarnation of a branch with the breath of the World Tree.

She vaguely felt that it would work.

At that time, the situation may not have been saved by conventional treatment methods such as the Fluid of Life.

Zhao Ji is real...... Stepping into death.

Ming Zhen used the World Tree Qi Machine to block Zhao Ji's last breath, and she was stunned for a moment after she succeeded.

What's next?

To save people normally, she only needs to brush a wave of vitality liquid, otherwise the Pure World Flame will almost not die and live.

But this is the dead man......

Zhao Ji's body was obviously silent, his heartbeat was gone, and after sealing that breath, his mental fluctuations were gone.

If you say you're dead, you're really dead.

Ming Zhen also heard the low sorrow of the old man next to Zhao Ji who brought her a sense of kinship by blood.

Crying of despair.

Could it be her great-grandfather or something?

Look, I'm afraid it's not more than a hundred years old, right?

Vera felt a little pity in her heart.

This old man, looking at the aging breath and image, is even older than Han Lao, an old man who is nearly 100 years old.

This is what Liu Tongzhi said, the hidden god level of the Zhao royal family?

Although it is a longevity that is approaching, he will hang the god level at any time.

For a while, Ming Zhen was embarrassed to immediately put Zhao Ji's ...... The corpse was taken away and placed in the World Tree.

'It should be fine in a while, it's all dead horses anyway, try it out!' ’

Mingzhen listened to the old man's whimper, and she was also very sad.

With a move in his heart, he also left the imprint of the World Tree on the other party, so that the other party could be attracted after death.

It is not certain that it will not be successful.

In doing so, she felt a little more comfortable.

If all goes well, the two grandchildren can transform into flesh and live again in the small world inside her world tree!

As for failure?

Failed, and she did her best.

Thinking of this, Ming Zhen took one last look at the cold underground palace, turned around and flew away.

Of course, there is the imprint of the World Tree.

She could actually sense everything that was going on here.

But she didn't want to watch others cry all the time, sighed, returned to the Huguo Temple, and slipped back to the place of the Heavenly Machine Martial God.

The Heavenly Machine Martial God slept deeply.

However, the little face was not as red as when she was, and it looked a little pale, Ming Zhen frowned and stepped forward to touch it.

Got a cold?

The spring cold returned, and the northern location of the imperial capital was still colder than the place where she used to live.

The Heavenly Machine Martial God currently looks like an ordinary person with a physique.

So I can't stand the cold, and it's normal.

Ming Zhen found that she may be very soft-hearted today, the old and the young, all of them looking like they were half dead.

Forget it, save it!

I don't know exactly how to save it, but I have to try.

Reaching out, he grabbed the hand of the Heavenly Machine Martial God, and rubbed his other hand her face to make it red.

The little little god of the Heavenly Martial God, who was breathing slightly, blushed a lot.

The breathing sound is also noticeable.

"My self-created method of saving lives really works!"

Mingzhen complained to herself, and then felt a little tired, so she simply fell asleep with a small amount of Tianji wrapped in a quilt.

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"It's time to go and inspect the sizes......"

It's another busy night, and Minzhen focuses on thinking about whether there is anything wrong with saving people this time.

Also, according to her thoughts, Zhao Ji can be saved, no, can she come back to life?

As long as you have memories, feelings, and flesh, you will come to life!

This is Minvera's concept.

In a dream.

Mingzhen sensed the death of the old man with the World Tree's imprint, and sighed, inducing the other party's divine consciousness.

By the way, Zhao Ji's body was swept away.

This time, it took a little effort to break through the void to attract the soul consciousness and the corpse.

For the first time, Ming Zhen came into contact with something that seemed to be world consciousness, but the other party seemed to be extremely sensitive, and disappeared after a little contact.

Minzhen: "?? ”

How do you feel, like you're a little afraid of her?

Not really, right?

After spending a little more time in her dream, Ming Zhen saw Zhao Ji's corpse being thrown into a small world here in the World Tree with her blue ice body.

Consciousness still exists and can be transformed.

As for the old man who only received the consciousness of the divine soul, it was different from the awake soul body she imagined.

Like ...... Autistic souls like that.

Ming Zhen made a little contact, but the other party was so autistic that he ignored her, so she could only place her in the small world transformed by Zhao Ji.

I didn't take the initiative to transform it, and it won't dissipate for the time being anyway.

Looking back, let's see what Zhao Ji thinks.

For the first time, Ming Zhen came into contact with something that seemed to be world consciousness, but the other party seemed to be extremely sensitive, and disappeared after a little contact.

Minzhen: "?? ”

How do you feel, like you're a little afraid of her?

Not really, right?

After spending a little more time in her dream, Ming Zhen saw Zhao Ji's corpse being thrown into a small world here in the World Tree with her blue ice body.

Consciousness still exists and can be transformed.

As for the old man who only received the consciousness of the divine soul, it was different from the awake soul body she imagined.

Like ...... Autistic souls like that.

Ming Zhen made a little contact, but the other party was so autistic that he ignored her, so she could only place her in the small world transformed by Zhao Ji.

I didn't take the initiative to transform it, and it won't dissipate for the time being anyway.

Looking back, let's see what Zhao Ji thinks.