"Waste! Waste!"
King Wu kicked the military doctor to the ground and became furious.
The prince was lying unconscious on the bed, his face was blue, he was sweating constantly, and there were dozens of silver needles stuck in his body. The charcoal fire in the entire camp was burning extremely strong. The military doctors, staff, soldiers, and mages gathered in the camp were all sweating, but they did not dare to move.
King Wu paced anxiously in front of the prince's bed, his eyes fell on the soldiers, and asked: "Tell me! What happened!"
The soldier was soaked all over and kept swaying, but his lips were dry and cracked, and his face was like gold paper. When he heard the question, he immediately fell on the ground and said: "Your Majesty, the prince has defeated Yuezhou City and wants to capture Yuezhou. The inspector will lead us in pursuit all the way north until we reach Meishan Creek."
"The Yuezhou Inspectorate was surrounded by demons to help us. They first spread mist to confuse our direction, and then froze the river surface, allowing the Yuezhou Inspectorate to escape across the river."
"We chased the prince and I to the river bank, and the monster died in anger. The prince wanted to capture the governor of Nayue Prefecture, so he also jumped onto the ice. Who knew that in the middle of the journey, the ice suddenly melted, and I and the prince were swept into the river. .”
"I know the properties of water, so I broke free from my armor and went to rescue the prince, but when we found him, the prince was already unconscious."
King Wu kicked the bodyguard again and said, "If I can't protect the Crown Prince, what use do I need you for? If the Crown Prince can't wake up, I want you to be buried with him!"
The soldier was kicked to the ground, his eyes were black, but he didn't dare to move.
King Wu sat next to the prince, touched his hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "Shun'er, it was my fault. I shouldn't have let you stay in the imperial capital since you were a child. If you grew up in Gusu, how could you not know Water-based."
The military doctor was kicked, but he still crawled to the prince's side and pulled out the silver needles from his body, and crawled on his knees and said: "Your Highness, the prince's body is very sinister and evil. I am of low ability. I can only keep His Highness alive. What else can I do?" Please punish me, Your Majesty."
"Evil spirit?" King Wu stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, looked at the mage in the tent, and said, "Mage, come and take a look!"
The mage had no choice but to step forward and said with a wry smile: "My lord, your highness is the heir to the throne. His aura is deep and his magic is difficult to attack. The old master can only do his best."
"Look!" King Wu's voice was unmistakable.
The mage's expression became even more bitter, but he had no choice but to use his spiritual spirit to find out the crux of the problem in the prince's body.
But when the spirit god looked at it, he was horrified and said, "How could this be?"
He came forward suddenly, put one hand on the prince's spiritual platform, and used the other hand to cast Taoist magic. The magic power easily invaded the prince's spiritual platform.
The mage retracted his hand, looked at King Wu solemnly, and said, "Your Majesty, the prince's energy is very deep, and the magic should be difficult to attack. However, when the old Taoist spiritual god looked at it, he found that the prince's energy was weak and the life fire was weakening."
"His spiritual platform is dark, and there is no spirit left."
King Wu shouted and asked, "What do you mean?"
The mage bowed and said, "The prince has lost his soul."
"Lost his soul?" King Wu was furious and said, "My son is blessed by the gods, how could he lose his soul?"
The mage shook his head and said, "I don't know."
King Wu suppressed his anger and asked, "Since he has lost his soul, can you find a way to bring my son's soul back?"
The Master said: "The old Taoist method has a way to summon souls, but it is difficult to say whether it will succeed or not. The prince has not yet reached the end of his life. Although his soul has been separated, his energy is close to his body, so the method of summoning souls may not be effective."
"Try!" King Wu said.
The mage immediately retreated to prepare the altar.
King Wu waited impatiently in the tent, but the thoughts in his heart kept diverging, which gave him a chill in his heart.
Whether it is the King of Wu or the prince, they are all very powerful people, and it is difficult for ordinary Taoism to apply to them. In addition, the King of Wu and the Great City God had made an agreement long ago that the entire palace of King Wu would be protected by gods, making it difficult for evil spirits to invade.
But now the prince has lost his soul. What went wrong?
The mage quickly prepared the altar, took a lock of the prince's hair as a token, burned incense as a sustenance, and used Taoism to summon the prince's soul.
The magic sword is waved, the wind and clouds are automatic, the lit incense burns quickly,
The smoke curled up, but there was no response.
The mage tried his best, but still couldn't succeed. He could only look at King Wu and said: "Your Majesty, please personally call the prince's name."
King Wu personally ascended the altar and shouted: "Shun'er, come back quickly!"
A whirlwind rose from the altar, and the incense burned out in an instant. The mage spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Failed.
King Wu's face was ashen and extremely ugly.
Not only him, but also Generals Wang and Li, who were hiding in the dark and observing the soul-calling ceremony, looked extremely ugly.
"If it fails, where will the prince's soul go?"
Generals Wang and Li personally took action and eventually caused the prince to fall into the water, in order to take away the prince's soul and stage a drama in which the prince was saved by the magical power of Shangfang Mountain, and the prince willingly went up the mountain to offer the five powers.
After several preparations, they first suppressed the prince's energy with the auras of the battlefield, and then used the loss of his mind when he fell into the water to take action, just to draw away the soul of the prince.
They followed closely behind the prince, but it only took a moment, and when they tried to seize the soul, they were in vain.
It's like having already calculated how to spend the money, but reaching into the money bag only to find that there is nothing in it.
That money... no, where did the prince's soul go?
Generals Wang and Li looked gloomy, and General Li asked: "Third brother, was there anyone else present at that time?"
General Wang shook his head and said, "There is no one else but us."
General Li's eyes turned red and he said, "What should we do? Could it be that his soul is unstable and was separated from his body before we took action and was washed away by the water?"
General Wang said: "It's not impossible. I've ordered all the powerful gods to search the mountains and rivers. But I'm worried, what if his soul can't be found?"
Not only was he worried, General Lee was also worried.
The prince was personally appointed to be worshiped by Our Lady of Ji Zituo, and his energy was destined to be dedicated to Our Lady of Ji Zituo. But now that his soul has flown away, who will pay homage to Our Lady of Jizituo?
Generals Wang and Li looked at each other and fell into deep worry.
It's getting daylight.
The Yuezhou inspector did not run far, but was chased back by King Wu's army.
He was tied to a horse and sent to the king of Wu.
"Bah! You treacherous ministers and traitors will not die well!" the Yuezhou inspector yelled.
King Wu pulled out the sword on the table, held the sword with both hands, and chopped off his head with one sword stroke. He said resentfully: "It's you who died miserably! If it weren't for you, Shun'er wouldn't be unconscious."
The Yuezhou Inspector's head rolled twice on the ground, his eyes refusing to close, reflecting the golden rainbow in the sky.
The sun sets and dawn breaks.
In the wilderness, two half-grown children holding hands stopped.
The force pushing them forward disappeared, and the wind became quiet.
The older child took off the cloth that blindfolded his eyes, and the sunlight fell on his eyes, making him burst into tears.
The young children heard the sound and took off the cloth, only to see a red ghost standing next to them. His face could not be seen clearly, but it was full of masculine righteousness and endless vitality.
It seems to be a tree, and it seems to be a person.
"Peach God."
He recognized that this was the incarnation of the divine power accumulated by Warlock Chen in worshiping the Peach God.
The Peach God is here, but where is the master? Without the Peach God, how can Master protect himself?
He looked at the crying senior brother and then at the peaceful Tao Shen, with a look of panic and confusion on his face.
