"I'm going to rest, you go down first, and get me something to eat in an hour." Li Mu said lightly, holding the hand on his side.

Yun Zhi frowned: "Do you need slaves to serve?"

Li Mu shook his head, "Go ahead, remember to close the door." ”

"Yes." Yun Zhi bowed respectfully and retreated.

After the door was closed, Li Mu turned around violently, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, frowned, and the petite figure fell to the ground.

"Master, what's wrong with you?!" Mo screamed in shock.

Li Mu spread out the hand covering his mouth, his pale little hand was already stained with bright red blood, and after listening to Mo's voice, he pressed his other hand to his heart, "I... My heart hurts. ”

"Heartache, but internal injuries?" Mo said suspiciously.

Li Mu shook her head, no, it wasn't an internal injury, but she didn't know why it hurt, and her heart was pulled violently as if it was about to be torn. She slowly rose from the ground and walked towards the bed with a mental reflection......

- Jing Huang

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In the Xuanshi Hall, it was quiet and a little depressing.

The man sitting at the top, the gentleness on his face has long been replaced by gloom, this is the most deserving side of King Jinghuang, decisive killing, killing gods when encountering gods, Buddha blocking *!

And the person sitting below, he rested one hand on the table beside him, and the other hand was held in his sleeve, as if this could calm the tyranny in his heart, and the once smiling bewitching face is now in vain.

"Yue, how long will Jun Ling arrive?" The man above spoke, his voice like a calm lake, and no one knew how rough it was below.

Feng Yue listened, held the corner of his forehead with his hand, and said, "It's almost over, it's been five hours since Black Eagle left, and Jun Ling is already on the way."

Stygian is unconscious, and can only use the Black Eagle to transmit messages, and the speed is incomparable.

"Damn it!" The man above slammed the table in front of him hard, and in an instant one place collapsed.

The day before yesterday, Ye Ming promised to go to Lingyun Kingdom to see Emperor Lingyun, and wanted to go together, but Ye Ming ordered that only Styx should follow, so they waited in the palace. Who knew that when they came back, the two of them were covered in blood, and they didn't know if it was their own or someone else's. After working for the night for so many years, it was the first time I saw him so embarrassed, weak, lying on the back of the Stygian, and his breathing was as if he were not heard.

He and Feng Yue both panicked when they saw this, only to hear the fallen Stygian said, "Find Jun Dashao." He asked all the imperial doctors in the palace to see him, but he only got it: "My life is short, and I have no strength to return to heaven."

So now they can only pin all their hopes on Jun Ling, who has not yet arrived.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" A sharp voice sounded, instantly piercing the hearts of the two.

The two of them immediately got up, their eyes full of caution, but Jun Ling is here? Still is...

Xiao Xiao asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Hades, Hades are breathing!"

Feng Yue paused violently, and Xiao Xiao took a step back.

"No, it won't, he won't." Feng Yue muttered, and directly used her spiritual power to walk towards the Immortal Palace, followed by Xiao Silence.

The eunuch who was delivering the message knelt down with weak legs, raised his hand and wiped it on his forehead, leaving a trace of sweat on his sleeve.

Temple of the Underworld.

The two figures flashed by, and the palace people guarding outside disappeared before they could speak. In the hall, a row of imperial doctors knelt tremblingly beside them, their faces full of gray.

On the bed, a man lay quietly, with picturesque eyebrows, a jade-like face, and thin lips under the erect bridge of his nose with an abnormal paleness. A hair of ink spreads on the white brocade pillow, this he is not like a mortal, this he is not like a dead person.

"Hades?" Feng Yue called softly, as if she was just trying to wake up the sleeping beauty.

They stopped not far from the night, and several times they tried to lift their feet and step forward but put them down, they didn't dare, they didn't dare...

After a moment, Xiao Xiao flicked his sleeves, "You quacks, what do I want you to do?" A gloomy voice hit their hearts: "All die!" ”

A long sword immediately appeared in his hand.

Everyone closed their eyes and waited for death to come, but what they waited for was "silence, he rejoiced in silence." The voice was low and a little hoarse, but it was clear to everyone.

Xiao Xiao raised his head, his red eyes met a pair of eyes full of tears, and the crumbling tears were quickly forced back by him.

Xiao was stunned for a moment, lowered his voice and confided in a word: "Get out." Everyone got the order, and they hurriedly retreated, trying their best to keep their voices quiet.

Xiao Xiao withdrew his long sword, lowered his hand decadently, turned to look at the person on the bed, and hooked the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

Oh, he almost forgot, and he hates blood.