Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Magic Knife
The five internal organs emitted a burning sensation from time to time, which made Chen Zinan frown even in his sleep, and he was in pain.
"Nan'er!"
The soft voice sounded in his ears, making him feel as if he had returned to a few years ago when his mother was still there, and the old days appeared, and even the pain in his body seemed to disappear completely.
"Nan'er!"
The voice sounded again, and Chen Zinan suddenly opened his eyes.
I'm not dreaming!
"Mother?"
He opened his mouth and looked at the masked woman not far away and asked a soft question.
"Mother!"
The next moment, the doubt turned into an affirmation, although he couldn't see the other party's face under the black veil clearly in the night, but the gentle and loving eyes and familiar feeling made him sit up from the bed suddenly.
"Nan'er!"
The woman stepped forward and hugged Chen Zinan, and her delicate body under the black robe seemed to be trembling.
"Mother!"
The familiar feeling was so close to him for the first time, Chen Zinan's eyes couldn't help but redden, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"Nan'er, how did you become like this?"
The woman's body suddenly froze, and she let go of her hands to look at Chen Zinan's thin body.
The beautiful eyes under the black veil shine with a faint light, showing the inside and outside of the children's bodies in front of them.
The stagnant meridians, the depleted body, the dull primordial spirit!
"Was it Chen Cangbai who abused you?"
The woman's teeth clenched, her heart filled with anger, and her eyes began to glow red.
"It's not my father, I haven't seen him much in all these years, it's the princess!"
Chen Zinan's eyes were full of hatred.
"He gave me a book of Rejuvenation Gong with no features, and he also used big medicine to force me to practice, but I was not as good as she wanted!"
"Where was your father then?"
The woman's tone was cold, and even if you couldn't see her expression, you could guess the frosty cheeks on her face.
"My father is away on business, and it will take a long time for him to come back. ”
Chen Zinan's tone was also resentful of the current King of Zhennan.
There was silence in the room, and it was a long time before the woman spoke slowly.
"Nan'er, you have recently been subjected to a violent medicinal force into your body, but you have not cast a spell to refine, causing the meridians to stagnate, and your physical body to be weakened, and you need time to slowly recuperate. ”
"I'm asking you now, would you rather stay in the palace, or go with whom?"
"Of course I'm following my mother!"
Chen Zinan stepped forward and grabbed the woman's sleeve, lest the other party leave him alone again.
"Don't be in a hurry to choose, the place where your mother goes is extremely dangerous, and there will be a disaster for your life at every turn, even if I live carefully. ”
The woman patted Chen Zinan's shoulder with a soft look in her eyes.
"In the palace, although you will be wronged by the princess, as long as you put down the shelf, you can live a safe and stable life, and when you can go out of the mansion and set up a house as an adult, you will naturally be high and wide. ”
"No, I don't! I want to follow my mother!"
Chen Zinan's eyes were red, and he grabbed the other party tightly.
"Good...... , good!"
The woman's voice was also choked, how could she be willing to separate her flesh and bones.
"I'll send you out of the house first, and then I'll come back to Yang Yuanxiang to report her great kindness to my son over the years!"
"Mother, can you bring green clothes?"
"Who?"
"My personal maid. ”
Chen Zinan lowered his head and said.
******
Royal Compound.
Under the moonlight, a faint shadow walked along the road, extremely fast but without the slightest sound of wind, and even the places it passed through did not leave a trace, as if the two were in different spaces.
The shadow paused and stopped in front of the courtyard where the princess was.
The light in the eyes under the black veil gradually dimmed, the heart stopped beating, the breathing was quiet, and the image of the person who stopped seemed to have lost its vitality.
Drifting forward, slowly past the wall, and gradually approaching the bedroom.
The courtyard is full of flowers, purple and red, and the figure floats in it, but it can't make the delicate flowers bend down the buds, and the whole person is like a ghost walking in the world.
The window sash was close in front of him, but the figure suddenly paused, and his eyes under the black veil seemed to flash a trace of strangeness.
"Who is it?"
There was a sudden roar of anger in the room, and the window sash exploded, and a red linglin pierced out of it, winding and twisting towards the figure.
"Yang Yuanxiang, how afraid of death are you? You even have a misty incense in your house!"
There was a coquettish laugh in the black shadow, and the figure swayed, lightly avoiding the overwhelming red ling.
There was a sudden silence in the small courtyard.
It was only in the middle of the room that the princess's surprised voice came out.
"Ouyang Zhi, you're not dead?"
"Why, the prince told you that I was dead?"
Ouyang Zhi in the hospital was also stunned.
"Of course, and the kind that doesn't have a whole body!"
Princess Yang's voice in the room was full of mockery, and I don't know who she was laughing at?
"Like your daughter?"
Ouyang Zhi didn't get angry at all, but giggled.
"You slut!"
Ouyang Zhi's words seemed to touch a certain nerve of Princess Yang, and a figure in the room frantically pierced out.
"Give me death!"
The fierce wind blew, the sound of the tsunami exploded, and a giant palm flashed out of thin air, pressing straight towards Ouyang Zhi, and the air waves around the giant palm rolled, sweeping in all directions one after another.
"Giggle......
In the laughter, the cloak on Ouyang Zhi's body suddenly spread, and the shape of the body changed and left an afterimage on the ground, two shining moon rings suddenly flashed, and a crossed mark suddenly appeared on the giant hand in the air, and through the imprint, you can even see the sky above.
"You still like these flashy things as much as you used to!"
Ouyang Zhi's voice sounded, and the giant hand in mid-air shattered, and the surging air wave directly dispersed Yang Yuanxiang's bedroom, emptying the entire courtyard, and the ground was full of broken flowers.
"Yes! That's why the prince can't do without me!"
Yang Yuanxiang, who was dressed in a pale white gauze skirt, held a spear and stood straight on top of the ruins of the collapsed house.
"It's not like you, no one cares if you disappear!"
"I think you're getting old, and you're talking more and more!"
Ouyang Zhi's body scurried, holding a small but sharp half-moon curved blade in each hand, and the Dao Dao knife light had already reflected the moonlight towards Yang Yuanxiang.
I don't know what kind of material the spear shook out pieces of gun shadows, shattering the knife qi and approaching Ouyang Zhi.
"Oh! That sister is young and beautiful, why is she wearing a veil?
The shadow of the spear streaked across the earth, bringing out the deep ravines of the Daodao, and overwhelmingly covering each other.
"Humph!"
The cloak hunted, the figure shook like a ghost, and the half-moon knife flashed, densely surrounding the figure holding the gun in the middle.
The sword light was eager, Ouyang Zhi knew that the palace was not a place to stay for a long time, since the sneak attack had failed, then give the other party a long memory, and he was not easy to bully!
The half-moon scimitar flickered in the night, and the moonlight seemed to be sucked into it, and the small courtyard was dark.
The light rose again, and a waning moon suddenly appeared in mid-air, echoing with the full moon in the sky, also exuding a soft light, but without the gentleness of the moonlight, it was murderous.
"Seventeen Demon Blades!
A startled voice sounded from Princess Yang's mouth, a sword light rushed from a distance, and a Buddha horn also sounded.
"Boom ......"
The earth cracked, and a large pit covering an area of several zhang appeared in the small courtyard.
Princess Yang stood beside the pit with a gun, looking at the figure fleeing into the distance with a blue face.
******
In a broken grass house, Ouyang Zhi was pranayama cross-legged, and only opened her eyes after half a sound.
"Nan'er, who are the princes in the palace who are most loved by the princess and the prince?"
She smiled softly at her son, signaling not to worry about her injuries.
"The princess naturally loves her own son, and her father is the sixth brother the most. ”
Chen Zinan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied.