"No......" Bing Xin realized that he might have entered someone else's illusion, looking for a way to break the illusion.

However, the drama over there continued, "What are you doing, of course you want to take your body for yourself!"

Bingxin was distraught, and although he knew it was fake, he couldn't calm down. She has been in the mortal realm for more than ten years, and she is no different from mortals, her heart is not quiet, how can she fight the enemy?

Taking advantage of Bing Xin's trapping, Xin'er's two short knives flew towards Bing Xin's back one after the other, Bing Xin's sense of hearing was keen, and her body flashed slightly to avoid them, but she didn't avoid the long sword thrown by the wind demon, and the long sword was wrapped in a thick murderous aura and sank into Bing Xin's chest, and she fell to the ground in disbelief.

"If only it was fake!" She breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain was painful, and she was convinced that everything was just an illusion. Bright red blood flowed from her mouth, her body was spasming, her eyes were full of unwillingness and nostalgia, she hadn't seen her daughter get married? Unfortunately, it was too late......

Xue Ning Shangxian saw the scene on the ground in the air, and when she saw that the big apprentice was dead, the little apprentice was seriously injured, and countless disciples in the sect were killed, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Old Daogu, you go to die!" The devil seized the opportunity of the other party's stunned, and slashed at her, the powerful black knife was about to be killed, although Xue Ning Shangxian was shocked, he still threw his sword, and the ice-like light greeted him, "Bang!", both of them were shocked and flew away.

"Golden Spirit Sword, come out!" A golden sword with lightning and electricity flashing on its body flew out from the ground of the Ice Jade Palace, and the hall where the sword was hidden suddenly collapsed, and countless demons turned into powder where the long sword passed.

The devil's eyes lit up, "It's really a good baby!" He flew to grab it, but the sword seemed to recognize the master, and the powerful current slashed at him, he thought he could resist this blow, but it directly turned the treasure knife in the hand of the devil into slag. The devil was stunned, "What a domineering sword!" Before the man could retreat, he was injured by the powerful electric current, and his whole body was charred and half kneeled on the ground.

"Withdraw!" the electric current on the devil's body froze, and the frightened demon soldiers were terrified. The devil knew that the big thing was not good, and led people to immediately withdraw from the Ice Jade Palace.

"Let's withdraw too!" the snake demon Red Rose gave an order, and the demon soldiers suddenly disappeared in place.

Looking at the demons in the distance, Xue Ning Shangxian breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he landed, he only felt that the meridians of his whole body were painful and alive, his face turned white, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

......The disciples who were still standing rushed over and held her crumbling body.

Xue Ning Shangxian looked at the Golden Spirit Sword, shook her head helplessly and sighed: "It is worthy of being the Golden Spirit Root of the God Realm, it is not something that I can control as a mere Shang Immortal!"

This Golden Spirit Sword is not an artifact, but a Bodhi Tree in the Divine Realm, which is an innate golden spirit root. The appearance of being refined into a weapon by the divine realm that day was really a helpless move. In order to leave them behind, let Lin'er take them away, and use their divine power to rebuild the divine realm after the catastrophe. Lin'er died, and the four spiritual roots fell into the hands of the founding patriarch of the four major sects.

Xue Ning Shangxian approached Bingxin's corpse with the support of her disciples, she looked at Bingxin's deathless appearance, and suddenly burst into tears, she reached out to Bingxin's open eyes, and choked up: "Child...... Master forgive you!" But as soon as he took his hand away, Bingxin's eyes were still round.

"Master, senior sister...... There is also a daughter named Acacia!" Since Shizun expelled Bingxin from the sect, Yurun has met Bingxin twice in private and knows a rough idea of her affairs. She had a red nose and red eyes, and approached Bingxin's corpse with the support of her junior sister. She knelt in front of Bingxin's corpse and burst into tears, "Senior sister...... Hello go!" kowtowed to her.

Hearing this, Xue Ning closed her eyes suddenly, "Evil!" She would rather Bingxin never came back and didn't die. "Don't worry, the Ice Jade Palace will take care of your daughter for you!" She trembled her hand and stretched out her eyes to Bing Xin again, this time as soon as her hand moved away, Bing Xin really closed her eyes. The disciples in the Ice Jade Palace cried even louder, "Senior Sister ......"

has been cultivating immortals for many years, needless to say, they are crying Bingxin, and they are also crying for other dead fellow teachers and sisters.

Emperor Yonghuang rode a horse for a day and a night, and arrived at the Ice Jade Palace early the next morning. He was all in the dust, looking at the woman who was now dressed in snow-white clothes and lying in the Nanmu coffin, Emperor Yong's whole person was paralyzed on the edge of the coffin.

"Your Majesty!" Zheng Kefeng knelt on the ground, and his eyes turned red inexplicably.

He was still a good person when he left, but now he has become a corpse, which no one can accept.

"Let's go home...... I'll take you home!" the dignified king of a country, crying snot and tears.

The outside of the main hall of the Ice Jade Palace was full of coffins, and the corpses were put into the coffins after the disciples changed their clothes and freshened up. There were cries everywhere, and there was a lot of vegetarianism.

Xue Ning Shangxian didn't close her eyes all night, she looked at the lonely figure of Emperor Yong, and was carried by four hidden guards to the coffin that was gradually moving away, and suddenly burst into tears. She thought, "Bing Xin should be willing to go with him!"

Emperor Yong paused, turned around and glanced at Xue Ning Shangxian, waved his hand at her, and left silently

Watching the disciples clean up the blood stains on the ground, looking at the corpses and coffins all over the courtyard, Xue Ning Shangxian only felt that the sky was spinning, and he was planted on the ground.

"Master......" The disciples carried people into the dormitory of the head of the house, and they were busy for a while.

Penglai Mountain.

In the Qiuhua Palace, the disciples left one after another with basins of blood and water, Biyou Zhenren sprinkled the medicinal powder on Qiu Zimo's hideous and terrifying wound, and Lechuan and another disciple cooperated to wrap Qiu Zimo's wound with a white cloth. The first cloud fairy was busy making needles for Qiuzi's ink, stabilizing the restless toxins in her body. The whole hall was busy, only Luo Ziyan, his fingers were tightly clenched, avoiding Qiu Zimo's drunken words that day, and he couldn't step forward or reach out to help.

"Master, the disciple who traveled out came back and said that the Ice Jade Palace had also been attacked by demons!" a disciple reported as he entered the hall panting.

The people who worked were beaten up, and everyone's faces were ugly.

Hearing this, Luo Ziyan lifted his robe, turned around and walked out of the Qiuhua Palace, and went straight to the council hall on the main island.

The people in Penglai were busy, and Lechuan guarded Qiu Zimo, who was lying on the bed with a weak breath. When I was very tired, I leaned on the head of the bed for a while, and the silence of the hall was full.

Qiu Zimo lay there quietly, and after a while, the man's appearance gradually changed......

Dayong Palace.

As soon as Bingxin's coffin returned to the palace, the entire palace exploded, and the happiest were the queen and the concubines of the palace.

"Dead dead...... Finally dead!" the two concubines who usually patted the queen's ass walked briskly towards the queen's palace.

The queen was pruning a pot of jasmine bonsai in the palace with scissors in her hand, and the slightly yellowed leaves were cut off by her.

The appearance of the prince is Xiao's mother, although she is outstanding, her face is full of shrewdness. He was wearing a python robe, sitting crookedly at the table drinking tea, laughing so much, "Queen Mother, once that woman dies, the harem will be your world again!"

What about Yin Potian?

Without the support of Bingxin's woman, he was just an ordinary prince who lost his mother. There are not many others in the palace, but there are many princes who have lost their mothers.

Isn't Acacia the pride of the sky, taking up all the favor of his father?

He wanted to see how she could survive in this palace without that woman's care.

"What do you mean that the world of this palace is again?" the queen glanced at her son and became hypocritical, "This harem is originally the master of this palace!"

The prince knew that his slip of the tongue had upset his mother, so he raised his hand and patted his cheek, and said flatteringly: "It was the son who lost his word! The son punished himself!"

The queen snorted, glanced at the trimmed bonsai, and said with satisfaction: "Well, the flowers are pruned well today." ”

When the palace maids saw someone coming, they immediately saluted and opened the curtains.

The first one to come in was a woman wearing a purple flowing fairy dress, who was born ordinarily, with countless gold and jade on her head, looking a little vulgar, "The queen has a pair of skillful hands, I can't envy it." ”

"But isn't it? The queen mother is good at craftsmanship, and the concubines also want to learn from you to cultivate your self-cultivation, but unfortunately, the bonsai scissors are ugly!"

The two women who came in were more stammering than the other, and the queen was in a good mood as she watched them salute her. The palace concubines in the entire palace are now left with these two women who can't be on the stage, and the others have been played to death by her over the years. The emperor's time and love were given to Bingxin's mother and daughter, and her time was all used to get rid of those women, saving herself from being an eyesore.

"Just the two of you are poor!" the queen sneered, but the smugness on her face overflowed the corners of her mouth little by little.

Some are proud, some are crying.

The Ice Heart Hall was a vegetarian today, looking at the coffin that was carried back, and the emaciated and tired Emperor Yong. Acacia burst into tears and ran over, and the "mother concubine ......" lay on the coffin, and the whole body was falling.

"Imperial Sister!" Yin Potian's face was not good, he half-dragged and half-hugged her, and in her struggle and weakness, he brought her back to the main hall of the Ice Heart Palace.

How could the mother die?

Isn't she a monk of the Yudan?

Acacia's whole body was trembling, his feet were weak, he couldn't sit still, as if he had no bones, and his body couldn't stop sliding to the ground. Tears fell suddenly, she couldn't make any sound, the whole person was stunned, only knowing that she would never have a mother from now on.

"Don't cry...... You still have the emperor's brother, and your father!" Yin Potian had experienced the pain of losing his mother, and he knew better than anyone what kind of heart-wrenching pain it was. He hugged Acacia and let her cry in his arms.

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and after hearing this, Emperor Yonghuang realized that he still had children to take care of.

He approached Acacia and Yin Potian with stiff steps, and saw his daughter paralyzed on top of his son, crying in the dark, he reached out and stroked her face, and hugged her into his arms. The father and daughter hugged their heads and cried......