The news of Su Mo's return to the palace soon spread from the palace.

However, there was a shocking news that shocked the world......

Su Mo fell ill.

A person who cultivated to stand on the top of the Nine Heavens actually fell ill.

It's just that the world doesn't have much doubt about this news, but they all think of the crumbling figure standing on the void after the sky is broken.

Breaking the sky did not just bury the fortune of the country, the emperor must have paid a painful price.

You must know that the human emperor only asks the realm for cultivation.

If you say that there is no price, the world will not believe it.

And more people believe that Su Mo's illness is heartbroken......

These are just rumors in the world, and in fact, Su Mo is indeed 'sick'.

However, Su Mo was not really sick, but the Book of Life and Death absorbed too much soul incense at one time, and after thousands of soul incense entered Su Mo's body, there were too many emotions with it, which made Su Mo unbearable for a while.

Every soul incense carries a person's lifelong attachment, and when there is more external attachment, Su Mo's soul begins to be a little unbearable, at least ...... It is difficult to digest the emotions in those soul incense in a short period of time.

Thousands of emotions enveloped his heart, as if they wanted to devour his own spirit.

When Su Mo returned to the palace, he fell into the pain of thousands of soul incense backlash.

All the time, his ears were filled with the crying, shouting, and roaring.

And all kinds of joy, despair, misery, desolation...... 's emotions were repeated in Su Mo's mind all the time.

He didn't like to let his emotions out, so he kept them suppressed, not wanting anyone to know the pain in his soul at every moment.

It's just that the more depressed it is, the more unbearable it becomes.

Finally, he fell ill......

When the news came out of the palace, the world was worried.

Su Mo, who was lying in his bedroom, closed his eyes tightly, and the expression on his face kept changing.

That breath became weaker and weaker.

The sword of Breaking the Sky consumed Su Mo's vitality, and at this critical time, it ushered in the backlash of soul incense.

The Ying Wang couple on the side were full of worries, while everyone in the palace was busy......

They didn't know what the cause of the Emperor's illness was, and they couldn't prescribe the right medicine.

And the illness of a person who asks about the realm is by no means as easy to treat as an ordinary person...... The imperial doctors in the palace were helpless.

And the murderer who was hiding in Su Mo's spiritual sea did not make any moves, she knew that Su Mo would not have any big problems.

It's just that it's going to be painful for a long time......

Luo Yin looked at Su Mo who was lying on the bed from a distance, with a complicated expression.

Originally, she planned to wait for Su Mo to come back, and then she would leave. But now, for some reason, she wants to wait a little longer......

After Su Mo recovers, let's leave.

Luo Yin slowly turned around and returned to his side hall.

The sound of the piano sounded, with a sense of resentment......

That night, everyone in Su Mo's bedroom retreated, leaving only Princess Ying and King Ying.

Su Mo was still lying there, the expression on his face changing.

"Let him rest, he's too tired." King Ying glanced at Princess Ying, who looked haggard, and comforted her.

Princess Ying finally nodded after taking a deep look at Su Mo.

The two also withdrew from Su Mo's dormitory, leaving Su Mo alone on the bed......

After the two left, a stone door slowly appeared in front of Su Mo's bed.

The big murderer slowly walked out of it, looked at Su Mo's weak and painful look, and slowly shook his head.

The murderer slowly sat at the head of Su Mo's bed and raised his hand gently.

A silent spiritual power slowly flowed from the hands of the great murderer to Su Mo's forehead, like a pair of gentle hands, helping Su Mo relieve the pain of his soul.

I don't know how long it took, the struggling color on Su Mo's face gradually faded, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

In the huge dormitory, the dim candlelight flickered.

The murderer was draped in a thin light veil, and his bewitching and plump figure loomed in the candlelight.

The hands are as soft as water, white as jade, and the beautiful face has a noble and detached contempt.

Su Mo looked at the big murderer in front of him and slowly opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"Are you feeling better?" The fierce man asked softly.

Su Mo nodded.

"It's really rubbish, a little backlash will torture you like this......" Before the gentleness could breathe, the murderer instantly returned to his original form, "Don't say it's my brother to the outside world, I'm ashamed." ”

Su Mo looked at the murderer blankly, the murderer sat at the head of his bed, and the magnificence of his chest loomed under the almost transparent light veil.

The white jade-like skin is half-covered and half-hidden, making the atmosphere in this dormitory look very beautiful for a moment.

Su Mo seemed to remember the scene when he first saw the murderer in the spiritual sea, and he didn't know how he felt in his heart.

However, he habitually looked away, turned his head and raised his hand to cover his nose.

The blood of the year has flowed from the tip of my nose several times.

When the murderer saw Su Mo's actions, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed: "Hey, as soon as I recover, I started thinking about these things." ”

"If the world sees you like this, the image of the human emperor who stands up to the sky and the earth will collapse."

Su Mo closed his mouth and looked at the ceiling at the head of the bed without speaking.

When the murderer saw it, he immediately laughed, leaned down with a bewitching posture, came to Su Mo, and said with a hint of charm: "Why don't you speak?" ”

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Saying that, the murderer had already fallen in front of Su Mo, and the magnificent waves were close in front of Su Mo's eyes, with a trace of heat and wisps of fragrance into Su Mo's heart, teasing Su Mo's weak soul.

"No need, I'm in pain." Su Mo refused sullenly.

When the murderer heard this, he immediately laughed again, and the waves on his chest shook under the light veil like a river and a sea with laughter.

"That's a pity, I originally said that I promised you when I went to the corridor before, and I came back to give you some sweetness to taste......

"Now, it just so happens that the Xuannu is not there...... Since you don't want it, forget it. The murderer stroked his long hair and smiled charmingly.

The sound of enchantment came into Su Mo's ears, making the pain in his heart disappear unconsciously, but instead a trace of extreme Su Ma rose.

"Red dust and dry bones, everything is empty......" Su Mo resisted the temptation with all his might, and thought of Huikong in his mind, and unconsciously recited it silently.

When the murderer heard this, a look of anger immediately appeared on his face, and then he showed a trace of unhappiness.

"Move it in......" The big evil smiled and said to Su Mo.

Before Su Mo could react, he saw the murderer lying directly beside Su Mo.

A burst of fragrance came to the tip of Su Mo's nose, and a trace of warm warmth floated to Su Mo's side.

The big murderer's plump figure was tightly attached to Su Mo, half of his body was leaning on Su Mo's body, gently blowing a mouthful of fragrance on Su Mo, and asked with a charming smile:

"Is the red dust dry bones......"

"Then forget it, my sister hasn't rested for a long time, borrow your bed for a ......"

"In the middle of the night, don't do anything excessive."

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