Over the past hundred years, all living beings in the Kyushu Continent have practiced true qi, and true qi is divided into four levels of heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and according to each person's different bones and muscles, the talent for cultivating true qi is also different.

The Kyushu continent is a hero with a strong person, and those with deep true qi can stir up a storm, and are regarded as guests and respected by the royal families of various countries. According to rumors in the Central Empire, after cultivating True Qi to the Heavenly Rank, it can gradually condense into aura, and those with strong aura can gain eternal life.

In the magnificent and elegant palace, four sedan chair men carry a purple silk soft sedan chair, two maids walk in front to lead the way, and several well-dressed entourages respectfully follow behind the sedan chair, and the group is mighty.

Arrived at a majestic palace, the sedan chair stopped steadily at the door of the big gate of the red village, with the support of the maidservant, a girl wearing a precious flower skirt, holding the cloud sideburns slowly walked down, she slapped her face with a little powder, but it was already as delicate as a blooming begonia flower, apricot eyes flowing, and there was a smile between the eyebrows.

With each step, the girl's sideburns swayed, dazzling in the sunlight.

At the gate of the palace, there was already a maid in a plain dress waiting, and when she saw her coming, she hurriedly greeted her and bowed respectfully, "Miss Su, Your Highness has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Su Huazhao picked up the hem of his skirt and walked in unhurriedly.

The dormitory is behind the main hall, and the luxuriously decorated dormitory is at the top, with a pear blossom wood stepping bed, on which a man wearing only a snow-white coat, looking handsome and cold, with a sickly face, is leaning on it, flipping through books.

"Lord Wang." Su Huazhao walked into the dormitory alone, and she stood down and called out with a smile.

Xiao Wei looked over, and before the person opened his mouth, he coughed first.

The kaolin flower, which was out of reach in the Central Empire in the past, is now withering.

"Ah Zhao, how many years have you and I known each other?" Xiao Wei suppressed his cough and asked lightly.

Su Huazhao pulled his lower lip almost imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Don't ask like this, you and I have lived and died together for three years, and there is no need to say much about friendship, what do you want me to do, just give me an order." ”

I don't know when the young and taciturn Xiao Wei is gone, and in his place is only the King of Xiang of the Central Empire, who is good at figuring out people's hearts and weighing the pros and cons.

As a result, the relationship between Xiao Wei and Su Huazhao is no longer just a close friend, sometimes more like a monarch and a minister.

"Then I now want you to go to Dongzhou in person and take the blood of Zhou Yu, the sixth prince of Dongzhou, are you willing?" Xiao Wei no longer went around in circles, and his cold eyes were only slightly gentle when they touched Su Huazhao.

As Su Huazhao said, the two have known each other for three years, supported each other, and saved each other in danger many times. After Xiao Wei was in a high position, the people around him left and stayed, and among the rest of the people, Su Huazhao was the most special one for him.

The cold and resolute King of Xiang is the only one who has more patience and tolerance for Su Huazhao of the Su family.

"I'm gone, who will cure your illness?" Su Huazhao raised his eyes and asked him rhetorically.

Xiao Wei sighed, "Zhou Yu, the king of Nanyang in Dongzhou, is quite high, and Meng Fanyu is not an opponent. He added: "Ah Zhao, don't ...... last resort."

"I'll go." Su Huazhao agreed.

She said she didn't go, because she was worried that no one would be able to heal Xiao Wei's body after she left; She said that she went because Xiao Wei wanted to restore his cultivation, and Zhou Yu's heart and blood were indispensable medicine.

"If it weren't for Zhou Yu, I really didn't want you to leave." Xiao Wei began to cough again, his face was bloodless, and he said intermittently.

It is not unreasonable for him to say this, everyone in the world knows that Su Huazhao, the eighth daughter of the Su family, is very young, but she is extremely wise and close to the demon, and her medical skills of rejuvenating her hands can live the dead, flesh and bones, except for the god doctor Gu Gu who has long been out of the world, she has the highest medical skills in the world.

This time, Xiao Wei's life was snatched back by Su Huazhao from Lord Yama.

Meng Fanyu, who was covered in blood, carried the dying Xiao Wei on his back, walked on foot for three days and three nights, and finally fainted to death at the gate gate of the Central Empire, and was found by the city gate guards. The emperor invited all the imperial doctors in the palace, including Ye Langzhong, who was quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and they all asserted that Xiao Wei would not survive for three days.

Finally, Su Huazhao, who was far away in Nanhe, after receiving an urgent letter from the Central Empire for eight hundred miles, used his aura to fly back to the Central Empire overnight with the sword, stabilizing Xiao Wei's injuries.

If Su Huazhao went to Dongzhou and Xiao Wei's condition worsened again, then no one would be able to save him.

Over the past hundred years, all living beings in the Kyushu Continent have practiced true qi, and true qi is divided into four levels of heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and according to each person's different bones and muscles, the talent for cultivating true qi is also different.

The Kyushu continent is a hero with a strong person, and those with deep true qi can stir up a storm, and are regarded as guests and respected by the royal families of various countries. According to rumors in the Central Empire, after cultivating True Qi to the Heavenly Rank, it can gradually condense into aura, and those with strong aura can gain eternal life.

In the magnificent and elegant palace, four sedan chair men carry a purple silk soft sedan chair, two maids walk in front to lead the way, and several well-dressed entourages respectfully follow behind the sedan chair, and the group is mighty.

Arrived at a majestic palace, the sedan chair stopped steadily at the door of the big gate of the red village, with the support of the maidservant, a girl wearing a precious flower skirt, holding the cloud sideburns slowly walked down, she slapped her face with a little powder, but it was already as delicate as a blooming begonia flower, apricot eyes flowing, and there was a smile between the eyebrows.

With each step, the girl's sideburns swayed, dazzling in the sunlight.

At the gate of the palace, there was already a maid in a plain dress waiting, and when she saw her coming, she hurriedly greeted her and bowed respectfully, "Miss Su, Your Highness has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Su Huazhao picked up the hem of his skirt and walked in unhurriedly.

The dormitory is behind the main hall, and the luxuriously decorated dormitory is at the top, with a pear blossom wood stepping bed, on which a man wearing only a snow-white coat, looking handsome and cold, with a sickly face, is leaning on it, flipping through books.

"Lord Wang." Su Huazhao walked into the dormitory alone, and she stood down and called out with a smile.

Xiao Wei looked over, and before the person opened his mouth, he coughed first.

The kaolin flower, which was out of reach in the Central Empire in the past, is now withering.

"Ah Zhao, how many years have you and I known each other?" Xiao Wei suppressed his cough and asked lightly.

Su Huazhao pulled his lower lip almost imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Don't ask like this, you and I have lived and died together for three years, and there is no need to say much about friendship, what do you want me to do, just give me an order." ”

I don't know when the young and taciturn Xiao Wei is gone, and in his place is only the King of Xiang of the Central Empire, who is good at figuring out people's hearts and weighing the pros and cons.

As a result, the relationship between Xiao Wei and Su Huazhao is no longer just a close friend, sometimes more like a monarch and a minister.

"Then I now want you to go to Dongzhou in person and take the blood of Zhou Yu, the sixth prince of Dongzhou, are you willing?" Xiao Wei no longer went around in circles, and his cold eyes were only slightly gentle when they touched Su Huazhao.

As Su Huazhao said, the two have known each other for three years, supported each other, and saved each other in danger many times. After Xiao Wei was in a high position, the people around him left and stayed, and among the rest of the people, Su Huazhao was the most special one for him.

The cold and resolute King of Xiang is the only one who has more patience and tolerance for Su Huazhao of the Su family.

"I'm gone, who will cure your illness?" Su Huazhao raised his eyes and asked him rhetorically.

Xiao Wei sighed, "Zhou Yu, the king of Nanyang in Dongzhou, is quite high, and Meng Fanyu is not an opponent. He added: "Ah Zhao, don't ...... last resort."

"I'll go." Su Huazhao agreed.

She said she didn't go, because she was worried that no one would be able to heal Xiao Wei's body after she left; She said that she went because Xiao Wei wanted to restore his cultivation, and Zhou Yu's heart and blood were indispensable medicine.

"If it weren't for Zhou Yu, I really didn't want you to leave." Xiao Wei began to cough again, his face was bloodless, and he said intermittently.

It is not unreasonable for him to say this, everyone in the world knows that Su Huazhao, the eighth daughter of the Su family, is very young, but she is extremely wise and close to the demon, and her medical skills of rejuvenating her hands can live the dead, flesh and bones, except for the god doctor Gu Gu who has long been out of the world, she has the highest medical skills in the world.

This time, Xiao Wei's life was snatched back by Su Huazhao from Lord Yama.

Meng Fanyu, who was covered in blood, carried the dying Xiao Wei on his back, walked on foot for three days and three nights, and finally fainted to death at the gate gate of the Central Empire, and was found by the city gate guards. The emperor invited all the imperial doctors in the palace, including Ye Langzhong, who was quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and they all asserted that Xiao Wei would not survive for three days.

Finally, Su Huazhao, who was far away in Nanhe, after receiving an urgent letter from the Central Empire for eight hundred miles, used his aura to fly back to the Central Empire overnight with the sword, stabilizing Xiao Wei's injuries.

If Su Huazhao went to Dongzhou and Xiao Wei's condition worsened again, then no one would be able to save him.