Ye Zhenfeng nodded. Su Feng's worry was not unreasonable. Even if Lan Yu was willing to believe them, there was no guarantee that the ministers around Lan Yu would not become suspicious after a long time. When the ministers discussed it one after another, I was afraid that they would It made Lan Yu suspicious, and it would be really bad if they started fighting.
Han Ziyue took out a spirit bead and handed it to Ye Zhenfeng, saying: "This is a ten thousand year spirit bead. I was originally going to take it myself. Now that the situation is urgent, I will give it to the regent first!"
Ye Zhenfeng knew that Han Ziyue's injuries needed to be suppressed by taking the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Pearl after a period of time in the world. He had also asked Master Jiang of Blue Moon Valley to help him before, but there was also no way to completely cure it, so this paragraph Time, she still relies on the spirit beads to maintain her strength.
Ye Zhenfeng said: "But the injury on your body, if you don't take the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Pearl on time..."
Han Ziyue said: "I don't know why, but since the attack of the inner demon, my injuries seem to have been relieved. I haven't had to take spirit beads for a long time. Now the regent's condition is more serious, so I'd better give it to him first." Bar."
The blood soul bead is easy to find, but the spirit bead is hard to find, but Han Ziyue still gave the spirit bead to Su Feng.
Ye Zhenfeng saw that Su Feng's situation really required this spirit bead. Since Han Ziyue said so, he asked Su Feng to take the spirit bead first.
This ten-thousand-year-old spirit bead really had miraculous effects. Although it could not bring back flesh and bones to the dead, Sufeng's complexion obviously improved and his breathing became much more even.
At this moment, Fu Heng, who was waiting outside the carriage, couldn't help but lift the curtain and walked in.
When he saw the shocking thing on Sufeng's chest, he couldn't help but be frightened and said, "This... what on earth is going on?"
"Your Majesty..." Sufeng looked at him with pale lips.
Before he could continue, Fu Heng had already said: "I find it strange that there is an attack of devil's breath, but I have seen it when the devil's breath attacks. It shouldn't be like this. Zhenfeng, Ziyue, what are you hiding from me?" What's wrong with you? What happened to Sufeng's injuries?"
Sufeng frowned slightly and said, "I'm fine..."
Fu Heng was furious: "It's okay, you've become like this! You are not allowed to speak, Ye Zhenfeng, you say it!"
When Ye Zhenfeng saw that the good-tempered Fu Heng actually called him by his first name, which showed that he was really angry, he knew that the matter could no longer be concealed. He turned back to look at Su Feng and said, "Su Feng, anyway, this is happening to you." Your Majesty has already seen the injury, so just tell him so as not to make him anxious."
Sufeng closed his eyes slightly, sighed, and stopped talking.
Ye Zhenfeng handed the bandage and medicinal powder to Han Ziyue and said, "Ziyue, please bandage Sufeng's wound first. Your Majesty and I will explain this matter clearly."
Han Ziyue nodded, took the bandage and medicinal powder, and then bandaged Sufeng silently.
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the anxious Fu Heng and said: "Your Majesty, the demonic breath of the demon general's soul is different from the inner demon. Once the demonic breath of the devil's sect's soul starts to take effect, it takes a very long time to fully control the host. Hurry up. Although Ye Li is not the Demon General’s original soul, he quickly became the Demon General after he was infused with the Demon General’s soul. You also know this."
Fu Heng nodded and said, "That's true."
Ye Zhenfeng said again:
"These days, it's all thanks to Sufeng's will that is superior to ordinary people, so the demon general's soul cannot completely control him. However, the constant attacks of those demonic breaths are a manifestation of the confrontation between the demon general's soul and the host.
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"The last time the demon breath broke out, Su Feng was already a little hard to control. If he continues like this, his consciousness will soon be controlled by the demon general's soul. Su Feng must have known that he can't support it anymore. He doesn't want to live as a puppet. , so I went to Zaimeng.”
Fu Heng said: "Zai Meng? What is he looking for Zai Meng?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "He hoped that Zaimeng would use Gu worms to help him control the demonic breath in his body, so that the Demon General Yuan Shen would have difficulty controlling him. So Zaimeng injected the Heart-Eating Gu into his body, and the Heart-Eating Gu interacted with him His heart is connected as one, which can prevent his heart from being controlled. When the devil's breath attacks again, the heart-eating Gu will swallow the devil's breath. In this way, it can temporarily control the demon and erode the soul into the body. "
Fu Heng said excitedly: "Is he crazy? How can anyone put a poison into their own body, and it's a heart-eating poison! Does he think it's enough to use the poison to control the spirit of the devil general? What if the devil general Is the soul far more powerful than the heart-eating Gu? Besides, the heart-eating Gu itself is poisonous, what should I do if its poison attacks?"
Sufeng smiled and said: "When the heart-eating poison attacks, there will be heart-gnawing pain and rotting bones. Even if I am killed by the poison, at least I am still myself, right?"
He opened his eyes and looked at Fu Heng. He didn't want him to know this, but he still saw it.
He said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, I don't want to lie to you and say that the Heart-Eating Gu is harmless. After all, you won't believe it. I just want you to know that I would rather die as myself than live as someone else."
Fu Heng took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He felt a chill on his back and his whole body was trembling.
He looked at Sufeng for a long time, and his whole body suddenly softened as if he was discouraged. He lowered his head and shed a line of tears, saying: "Although I am an emperor, what's the use? I still can't protect the people I care about..."
The wind gently blew the curtains, and there was a sudden silence in the carriage.
Han Ziyue and Ye Zhenfeng looked at each other and got out of the carriage in unison, leaving only Fu Heng and Su Feng inside.
Bu Ya said: "Mr. Ye, how is the regent?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Bu Ya, the regent is not feeling well and needs to rest. Please order the team to find a suitable place to camp first."
Bu Ya nodded and immediately gave the order.
The army set up camp. At night, Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue sat on the grass and looked at the stars.
Han Ziyue nestled on his shoulder, blowing the cool summer night wind, and let out a long sigh. This feeling seemed to have happened before. On the grassy slope in the realm of life and death, they also looked at the stars together like this, every night. , how wonderful it is to be able to watch the stars and the moon with the one you love.
The two of them cuddled together like this, feeling each other's presence silently. They felt that such an atmosphere was satisfying even if they didn't speak.
Grass insects hum, and there are more fireflies in the summer night, chasing and playing in the night, like a snow in the summer night, and like stars falling from the sky.
Han Ziyue said: "What do you think Sufeng is doing now?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "You gave him the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Pearl and there should be no problem."
Han Ziyue nodded, Ye Zhenfeng turned to look at her and said, "Why didn't you tell me about that?"
Han Ziyue knew what he was talking about and smiled: "Killing the inner demon has brought my condition under control."
To control it, this shows that the demon breath has already gained the upper hand in my body, so it can help me suppress my illness. I was afraid that you would be worried if you found out, so I didn't tell you. "
"Ziyue, I'm sorry, I haven't cared enough about you during this time, and I've been letting you suffer alone and silently..." He stretched out his right hand and intertwined the five fingers of her left hand tightly.
Han Ziyue said: "Sometimes I think, it would be great if what I have in me is not the inner demon slayer, but the soul of the demon general. In this way, maybe I can take an adventure like Sufeng."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "The demon general's spirit can be controlled with the Heart-Eating Gu, but the Heart-Eating Gu is different. She is your own inner demon, connected with you, not someone else's, so the Heart-Eating Gu will not affect you. It works. Besides, the Heart-Eating Gu is not foolproof. Sufeng's move was a risky move, a desperate last resort. In fact, he had no choice."
Han Ziyue said: "So His Majesty understands him, so he blames himself for not being able to protect him."
Ye Zhenfeng's brows were blown much gentler by the wind, his voice softened, and he sighed:
"Yeah, even if he is an emperor and has the world, so what? He still can't protect the people he wants to protect, and he can't have everything he really wants. The world is just a passing cloud. A hundred years later, this country will Don’t you know whose it is?”
"Speaking of it, he has never really owned this country and this world. Everything in front of him is just a temporary possession. That's why I never indulge in the dream of being an emperor in the world. I would rather wander around the world with the one I love, watching Even if there are mountains and rivers in the world, I don’t want to live my whole life in a prison.”
A sweet smile overflowed from the corner of Han Ziyue's mouth and she said, "You are a wild horse that cannot be contained. What you yearn for is a free life."
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and looked at her tenderly.
She also looked at him and asked softly: "Am I the one you love?"
Ye Zhenfeng looked down at her, put his arms around her slender waist, and said with a smile: "You little fool, why do you always ask such silly questions? I really wish I could plant the twin love gu with you, so that you Then you won’t always doubt my sincerity towards you.”
After he finished speaking, he kissed her on the forehead and looked down at her. Han Ziyue raised her head, her purple pupils overflowing with trivial starlight, her long eyelashes quivering in the wind, looking so charming and endearing.
She said: "If you fall in love with someone, will you become weird? I feel that I am not free and easy enough. I always wonder if I am good enough? Do you really love me? How much do you love me?" ?Will you love me for a long, long time..."
Ye Zhenfeng stretched out her hand, gently brushed away the broken hair on her forehead with her slender fingers, and said softly: "It's my fault that you think like this! Not only will I love you for a long, long time, but I will also love you for the rest of my life. I will love you all my life and the next life!"
"What about the next life? Don't you love him anymore?" Han Ziyue gently rubbed her face against his chin and asked in a low voice. The voice was inaudible and heart-wrenching.
He raised a hand, gently touched her cheek, and said, "I will love you in the next life... No matter how many lifetimes, I will stay with you!"
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and gently took her lower lip in his mouth, pulling it with a little force. When the lips bounced back, he kissed her moist and plump red lips with the gentleness of the wind and the lingering light of the stars.
