On the evening of the tenth day.

The time above the National Teacher's Hall became more and more distorted, as if it was about to be torn apart.

At the same time, the surrounding air is becoming drier and drier, which makes people feel uneasy.

Finally, just when everyone was restless, the ninth heavenly thunder fell, and the protective barrier above the National Teacher's Hall was broken.

The sky was like daylight for a moment.

Dongyu, who had been waiting outside, saw that after that, he united with the cultivation of his junior disciples, so that he did not let the heavenly thunder hit other places.

And at the same moment.

In King Jane's mansion, Rong Jian's hospitalization.

He went to bed early tonight, but he had nightmares in his sleep.

The last blow that broke into his eyelids was Fuyue's bloody face.

She called his name and said he was in pain, help.

And he couldn't do anything, and watched her fade away.

He was finally awakened, and a fishy sweetness ensued in his throat.

Rong Jian frowned, lying on the head of the bed and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Just then, there was an anxious knock on the door.

"The prince is not good, the palace of the national teacher is gone!"

It's the voice of Xiao Wu.

As soon as Rong Jian heard this, his eyes directly turned scarlet, and he endured the discomfort of his body, he stumbled off the bed, and he didn't care about his newly recovered body, so he opened the door and went out.

When Xiao Wu saw him, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"What do you say? What happened to the National Teacher's Palace? ”

Xiao Wu's face froze, looked at the pale prince, and said, "Prince...... The National Teacher's Hall is gone. ”

He didn't dare to look at the face of his lord.

The National Teacher's Hall disappeared the moment the white light lit up and was razed to the ground.

"What about the floating moon? Where is she? He grabbed Xiao Wu's arm, his eyes scarlet.

Xiao Wu's mouth moved, looking at the painful master but unable to speak.

Seeing that he was silent, Rong Jian put aside his hand and said, "Prepare the horse!" Prepare the horses! Go to the Royal Palace! ”

“…… Lord, now that the city gate is closed, we can't enter at all. ”

Rong Jian's eyes widened a little, and a burst of fishy sweetness surged up in his throat, and he completely lost consciousness as soon as his eyes were dark.

……

Half a month later.

The entire capital also calmed down, only King Jian's Mansion kept its doors closed, and there seemed to be a dark cloud pressing down on it.

Looking back and forth, the imperial doctors who were anxious for the sudden aggravation of their condition.

Xiao Wu lowered his head, and didn't know how to take out the jade pendant that Qi Yun handed over to him last time.

Since that day, with the disappearance of the National Teacher's Palace, the gentleman has also disappeared.

And his own master can't afford to be sick.

Tangled,

Just as he was about to crush the jade pendant to see if he could summon Qi Yun's people.

But he didn't wait for him to do it.

At that moment, the whole time suddenly seemed to stand still.

When he finds out.

A white shadow streaked past him, carrying a faint scent.

When he looked back, he saw a wisp of white disappear in front of him.

……

Fuyue walked through the Dao Gate and broke into Rong Jian's room.

The large room exudes a strong smell of medicine.

And Rong Jian, who was lying on the bed, with his eyes tightly closed and weak as if he would die in the next moment.

Looking at the man's face, which seemed to be even thinner than before, Fuyue slowly walked over, sat down beside him, and took his warm big hand and put it on his face.

"Rong Jian, you're back, you said you wanted to marry me, but it still counts?"

However, the answer to her was a room of silence.

Fuyue didn't care, she took out a pill for him to take, and used her spiritual power to refine the pill for him.

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered a lot of complexion, she got up.