After a while, Zilong suddenly opened his eyes and chased in one direction.

This is a strange effect that Zilong practiced from Master Wuxian's Pure Heart Technique, and inadvertently discovered.

As long as he calms down and calms down, Zilong's sense is extremely keen, as if he is helped.

The last time I was able to rush to see Master Wuxian in time for the last time, one was because of the information of his brothers, and the other was because of this magical induction.

Now that these Demon Sect people are deliberately disrupting their whereabouts, Zilong can only hope that this magical induction can take effect again.

At that moment, there was wind under Zilong's feet, and he quickly tracked the trail in this direction.

Zilong was in the post station, and the time he lost was less than the time to make tea, so it was expected that those people from the Demon Sect would not be able to run far.

Sure enough, after running for less than half an hour, I saw a sudden scream in a small forest in front of me.

Zilong's heart moved, slowed down, and slowly sneaked towards the place where the scream came from.

Along the way, I found a lot of black-clothed masked people lurking near this grove, but Zilong's martial arts were too much higher than them, and he came sneaking, so he actually passed by them, and he didn't alarm them.

Cautiously approaching the source of the sound, I heard a thick voice, and said strangely: "Zhu Youqi, don't think that you are the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, we dare not touch you! I advise you to know each other, if you don't tell the whereabouts of Jizhou Ding, what awaits you is only death!"

Hearing Zhu Youqi mentioned in the man's words, Zilong knew that he was indeed not looking for the wrong direction, and he was secretly glad in his heart, and quietly lurked near the source of the sound, but found that this was the depths of a dense forest, and there was a ray of moonlight projecting down from the big tree.

Under the moonlight, three white-clothed people were viciously surrounding Zhu Youqi's side, one of them was holding a leather whip in his hand, and then looking at Zhu Youqi's body, there were already a few skin and flesh blooms, obviously these people were the ones who whipped Zhu Youqi.

Although he wanted to go down to rescue Zhu Youqi now, Zilong remembered what the man in white said before, and combined with the actions of Xuanyuan Po and the Demon Sect in the Central Plains during this time, Zilong secretly speculated that there was actually a Xia Yu Jiuding named Jizhou Ding, which was in the hands of King Xing.

And these white-clothed people of the Demon Sect were ordered by Xuanyuan Po to come here to ask about the whereabouts of Jizhou Ding.

It's just that maybe Xuanyuan Po thought that he was a king of the Ming Dynasty, and he didn't have much power, not only did he not come in person, but even his eldest disciple Huang Yi was not sent, but he just sent ordinary disciples.

At that moment, Zilong was going to listen a little to see if this Jizhou Ding was really in Zhu Youqi's hands, and what was the intention of Xuanyuan Po and the Demon Sect to ask for this Xia Yu Jiuding.

Anyway, Zilong asked himself if he wanted to save people, and Zhu Youqi was near the big tree under him, less than three zhang away, even if Xuanyuan was close to him, he was a little sure.

"Phew! You rebellious ministers and thieves dare to peep at my Huaxia artifact, it's really wishful thinking! Jizhou Ding is a Zhenguo artifact handed down by my ancestors, even if I die, I will not let Jizhou Ding fall into the hands of you people, you die of this heart!" Although he suffered a lot of torture and suffering, Zhu Youqi himself was a literati who was powerless, but he was also very dignified and did not admit it, but instead spat the man in white, which was much stronger than ordinary scholars.

The man in white felt that Zhu Youqi was just an ordinary person, and he was caught off guard, he was spitted, he was annoyed in his heart, and he raised his hand and twitched again, and Zhu Youqing, who was beaten, couldn't hold on, kept twitching on the ground, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zilong was extremely angry and was about to go to the rescue, but unexpectedly, a man in white on the left hand grabbed the whip and suggested: "Senior brother, if you kill this Zhu Youqi, I'm afraid that the whereabouts of Jizhou Ding will be even more difficult to find." Our Venerable Lord will transfer the soul Dafa, take him back, hand him over to the Venerable Lord, and keep it if he can ask Jizhou Dinglai, why bother with him!"

"Hmph!" This section of leather whip went down, and also made the interrogating white-clothed man dissipate the evil anger in his heart, and seeing Zhu Youqi being whipped by his own whip, he was dying, and he also said sharply, "If it weren't for the need for Jizhou Ding, Lao Tzu would have killed him now!

"Really?" Zilong originally wanted to wait, but seeing Zhu Youqi so miserable and thinking about his possible relationship with himself, he couldn't help it anymore at the moment, and said directly coldly.

While speaking, Zilong was like a ghost, silently descending from the top of the tree.

The three white-clothed men were still showing off their martial arts, but when they suddenly heard Zilong's voice, their faces changed greatly, and they couldn't help but be ready to go to the defense.

It's just that Zilong's martial arts are now different from what they used to be, and before the words fell, he had already fallen in front of Zhu Youqi, and the three white-clothed people only felt a flower in front of them, and a dazzling white light flashed, and then they felt a sweetness in their throats, and boundless darkness shrouded them.

After killing the three people, Zilong didn't stop at all, and directly lifted Zhu Youqi at his feet and walked away.

When they got out of the forest, the black-clothed masked people who were lying in ambush around reacted and rushed to look, but they only saw the bodies of the three white-clothed people.

These people from the Demon Sect all changed their expressions drastically, and they said a few words to each other, so they had to go back and report to Xuanyuan Po and Huang Yi that they had gone.

But it was said that Zilong took Zhu Youqi and galloped all the way, found the direction of Dengzhou, and ran over there.

After a short time, he ran three or four miles and came to a valley, but Zilong found that Zhu Youqi's breath in his hand was a little unstable.

At that moment, he couldn't help but stop, found a sheltered position in the valley, and healed Zhu Youqi's injuries.

This Zhu Youqi's body is very similar to Zilong's father Zhu Youji, who he has never met, although it seems to have a good frame, but it is quite weak inside.

Feeling Zhu Youqi's increasingly faint breath, Zilong secretly blamed himself, and after putting him away, a wisp of true qi passed through Zhu Youqi's back and slowly passed towards Zhu Youqi's heart and lungs.

This inner family's true qi is the origin of those who practice martial arts, and it is actually the essence of people.

Therefore, people who have reached the peak of internal strength can live much longer than ordinary people if they are really angry, and Zhang Sanfeng in the early Ming Dynasty is an example.

And Zilong's true qi is not only incomparably strong, but also an authentic Buddhist internal strength, although it is integrated into the magic power of the holy skeleton, but in terms of healing and renewing qi, it is really unique.

Therefore, Zhu Youqi's heart and lungs, which were gradually withering, couldn't help but absorb them hungrily after receiving the infusion of Zilong's true qi, but after a while, they beat vigorously and powerfully.

Seeing that Zhu Youqi was out of danger, Zilong breathed a sigh of relief, and simply used his true qi to remove the dark diseases left in Zhu Youqi's body over the years.

After doing all this, Zilong's true qi was also quite consumed, but an hour had passed.

After retracting his true qi and pranayama for a week, Zilong consolidated his foundation and cultivated his yuan, and finally recovered a little, before slowly opening his eyes.

found that Zhu Youqi was by his side at this time, breathing evenly and falling asleep. wanted to leave directly, but Zilong thought that this Zhu Youqi was most likely his own uncle, so he had to endure it at the moment, so he sat on Zhu Youqi's side, meditated, and kept a vigil for him.

Before you know it, the moon has set, the sun is rising in the east, and a ray of sunlight is projected on Zilong's face.

Zilong, who had meditated all night, also slowly recovered the strength that had not eased up for a few days, and when he was illuminated by the rising sun, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a long howl.

This long roar unconsciously added his own thick true qi, and it shook the valley continuously, forming a strange resonance.

Zhu Youqi, who had slept quite sweetly, was awakened by this long roar. It was frowning, ready to scold, that he couldn't help but just see Zilong under the rising sun.

At this moment, the black scarf on Zilong's face, somehow, fell off.

Therefore, when Zhu Youqi saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but shout: "Your Majesty?"

His voice was not loud, but Zilong also heard it.

At that moment, Zilong's heart jumped, only to find that the black scarf on his face was gone, so Zilong couldn't help but stop howling, thinking about how to explain to this Xingwang Zhu Youqi.

Pretending to be his brother Zhengde, if this Zhu Youqi is really the brother of his father Emperor Hongzhi as he guessed, then he must be quite familiar with Zhengde, and he is afraid that he will not be able to hide it.

But if you don't fake it, then your identity will be exposed.

Now that the Ningxia incident is imminent, if his side is the first to be exposed, he is afraid that Yu Ningxia will be unfavorable to King An's affairs.

Just when Zilong's mind was spinning, Zhu Youqi sat up straight, shook his head, and said, "No, you are not Your Majesty! Although you look almost exactly the same as Your Majesty, Your Majesty is quite childish. I don't know who Your Excellency is, but is it you who saved me? Zhu Youqi is polite here!"

As the king of the Ming Dynasty, this Zhu Youqi has a very lofty status, but he has never put on a show, he has always called himself me, and he is obviously very approachable at ordinary times, which is one of the reasons why Zilong saved him!

"His Royal Highness King Xing is really powerful, boy Xu Zilong, he is the leader of the Tianlong Gang, the road is uneven, just draw a sword to help, it is nothing to save, His Royal Highness is serious!" Zilong deliberately did not mention his other identity, but used his new identity to make friends with this Zhu Youqing.