It was time to sing the opera. Yan Tingshen took Qiong Yi back to the convoy in the Gobi. Han Dong and others were anxious. Seeing them coming back, Han Dong knelt down and cried: "You deserve to die, you deserve to die. I didn't take good care of the princess. Please give me a punishment." .”
"You also know that it was your negligence." Yan Ting scolded coldly: "She still has the skills and ran away dozens of miles in one night. I had to plant the couple Gu in her to bring her back. If she gets lost, You don’t have to live in the desert.”
Han Dong lowered his head and did not dare to speak. He only heard Yan Tingshen say: "Get up." Then he said to Qiong Yi: "Go and stay by Han Dong's side."
Qiong also nodded: "Yeah." She stood behind Han Dong obediently and was led into the sedan by her.
The journey was peaceful and nothing happened. After driving for several days, everyone finally arrived at the royal city located among the oasis. Qiong was also taken into the palace and presented to Queen Su and Jin of Kunzhai like an object.
"This is my brother's daughter?"
Su Hejin stepped down from the throne, raised Qiong Yi's chin with long fingers full of precious jade and agate, and looked at it carefully: "They are the purple eyes of my clan. The eyes are somewhat like those of my brother." She took it back. Hands, eyes full of disgust: "This face looks very much like that Middle-earth woman. I was upset when I saw it. It was indeed right to exile her in the first place."
Qiong also stood there and looked at her without any reaction, letting her look at her.
Su Hejin raised his eyebrows: "Yan Yuan, did you plant a poison in her?"
Yan Ting bowed deeply and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty. Her temper is too extreme, so I have to use some extraordinary means to bring her to see you safely."
"That's fine." Su Hejin sat back on the throne: "As long as she is obedient. In that case, there is no need to trouble the soul-cleansing priest to make an extra trip. Come." She clapped her hands, and the three or four maids in the side hall left. Come out, "Take her down, feed her well, and send her to my palace in ten days."
The maid linked arms and saluted: "As you command."
"Your Majesty." Yan Ting took a deep look at Qiong Yi and put his hand on his chest: "To tell you the truth, Lu Xiyan and I have known each other for many years. Even though it was just a show, it was inevitable that my sincerity would be mixed with it. I allowed her to be sacrificed alive, and I didn't have any bad intentions. She, I wonder if I can see her one last time before the ceremony as a farewell?"
Su Hejin smiled and thought: "Are you in love with her? I heard that you have a wife in the Su Ze clan."
"No." He shook his head: "It's just friendship. You know, I'm not obsessed with women."
"I agree." She said, "Go to the pass immediately to help Mo Yungu. He has an impulsive temper. Don't let him come back and spoil my plan."
Then he said: "Yan Yuan, I promised you that when I unify China, you will be able to reunite with your mother whom you have not seen for many years."
Yan Tingshen's face showed surprise, and he knelt down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Qiong Yi was led away by the maid, and Yan Tingshen followed them out of the palace, his eyes flashing, counting the time for the blood sacrifice in his heart, the corners of his mouth couldn't help turning up, and he left with a wave of his sleeves.
*
According to Su Hejin's order, the maids took Qiong Yi to live in the former residence of the late princess. The maids saw her and were speechless. They also knew that she was now the puppet who planted the witchcraft of the Marquis, and they all talked about it: "This... The princess has no title, it is said that she only has a nickname, which was often called by the late princess. You see, she is obviously of bloodline, but there are no red lines on her forehead."
"Maybe it's because of impure blood. After all, her mother-in-law is from Middle-earth, and she looks similar to that Middle-earth woman."
"I heard that we served her for ten days so that she could be sacrificed..."
"Shh! Keep your voice down, if it reaches the king's ears, you will not survive."
"I also heard that she has a good reputation in Middle-earth. It seems that she was the one who secretly caused the defeat of our country-protecting commander for the first time many years ago..."
"Then doesn't she consider her enemy a friend?"
"Yeah, I'm really confused..."
As the maids talked, they bathed Qiong Yi's body. She was white all over, with some purple bruises on the sides of her legs. It was Mo Yungu who beat her. Her arms were as smooth as lotus joints, not thin, and the lines between the ups and downs were clean and full. , is the unique beauty of martial arts practitioners. After the maids expressed their admiration, they were frightened by the scar on her back and did not dare to look again. They helped her out of the bath, and then put on clothes and makeup. The maids saw a jade ornament in the old clothes, shaped like a lily of the valley, with a warm color, and they were discussing. When wondering whether to lose it, someone waved it in front of Qiong Yi's eyes: "Princess, do you want to wear this jade?"
When Qiong also saw this piece of jade, she instinctively opened her lips and called out: "...Sheng Jing."
She spoke in Chinese dialect, and the maid couldn't understand it. She stretched out her hand blankly, took the jade, held it in her hand, and called out softly: "Sheng Jing."
When the maids saw that she was holding it, they knew they wanted it. They continued to comb Qiong Yi's long hair, braided it into shape, put on the hair accessories, led her to sit on the bedside, and sighed softly: "Although she is from China, She looks so dressed up, but it’s unexpectedly suitable, she really looks good.”
"The appearance of the late king is one of the best in the Western Desert. I heard that the late princess is also as beautiful as snow. She is naturally not much different."
"I also know that this princess has lived in Middle-earth for so many years. She has a husband, and she is a world-famous figure in the ancient tribe. In terms of status, she is not inferior to her, and it is considered a match."
"What? I thought she was the beloved woman of Marquis Sui. Because the king's life was at stake, I had to bear the pain and give up my lover..."
"Huh? I'm afraid you haven't read too many Chinese books. Let's go and let Princess Ren have a good rest."
"yes."
The maids went out, leaving Yu Qiongyi sitting on the bed alone. She looked at the jade ornaments in her hands and whispered over and over again: "Sheng Jing..."
*
In the Baifen Mountains, the sky is so dark that it is difficult to distinguish between day and night.
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know how many days and nights he had been fighting. Even though he had advanced in cultivation, there was a time when his true energy was exhausted. The ghost had turned into a huge thing that reached the sky. He jumped with a gun while flying with his sword. After several times of exhaustion, he was attacked again. It shot down from the air and broke several bones.
When he fell to the ground and looked at the sky, rain began to fall in the sky. It was more like blood than rain. His tail could no longer accompany him. He fell halfway up the mountain. Seeing his sad eyes, he tried to shake his tail before he would close it. Eye.
Sheng Xuanyuan clutched the hem of his heart and clothes, with a bitter taste in his mouth. He stood up staggeringly, and used the sword-twisting technique to float into the air again to kill. Countless ghosts gathered into a twisted human face, twisting and laughing: " give up……"
"You alone can't kill us..."
The green light on the tip of the spear was dazzling, and Sheng Xuanyuan flew into the clouds and swung it. The fierce wind cut through the air current, shaking the ghosts and demons away, turning into black air. During this time, the transformed ghost raised a palm and seemed to have submerged in the sky. The black waves were pressing towards him. He saw the right moment and threw his spear in with all his strength. Pingshuo pierced the ghost's belly and fell from the sky.
"boom!--"
The ground roared and the mountains collapsed.
"Ah ah ah! -" The ghost shape half disappeared, and the whistling sound continued. The bones of Sheng Xuanyuan's arm were broken. He used his true energy to force it back up. Every inch of his muscles and bones protruded, and he summoned the Shadow Bearing Sword. The sword energy Fumo leaped to the Jiuyi Platform to kill the evil spirits. He thought, how long can he last? Is there still time to save Qiong Yi?
Wiping the blood from his quarrel, Sheng Xuanyuan wielded the sword Chengying with one hand. The sword flew in the air and slashed with the sword, while he was killing the ghost with a humanoid head on the top of the mountain. The green light was like a trace, The sword sounds sharply. Even if his true energy is exhausted, even if he is exhausted and buried here, he still wants to kill one more evil ghost.
*
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Blood sacrifice is an unspeakable secret in the palace, so not many people know about Qiong Yi's existence. On the eve of the big festival, Yan Tingshen returned to the royal city and went to the palace where Qiong Yi was temporarily staying. He called out all the maids without leaving a trace, saying that he wanted to be alone with her for a while as a farewell.
As if they heard something extraordinary, the maids left a room alone for the two of them, whispering and staying outside the room to listen carefully.
In accordance with his own plan, Yan Tingshen stepped forward to remove the poison from Qiong Yi. He tapped several acupuncture points on Qiong Yi, and then struck her abdomen with his palm to force out the poison. Qiong Yi spit out the Lian Ou Gu, and he grabbed the porcelain bottle to put it away. Seeing Qiong Yi regaining consciousness immediately, he quickly took the hand knife she had chopped at him and whispered: "There is someone outside the door."
"So what if someone is there?" Qiong Yi turned his hand into a fist, his eyes red: "Yan Tingshen! You are so despicable!"
Yan Ting knew that even if she was manipulated by a bewitching spell, she had been trying her best to maintain her original consciousness, otherwise she would not have woken up so quickly, and replied: "Thank you."
He squeezed Qiong Yi's hand: "I'm giving you a chance, otherwise I wouldn't have withdrawn the Gu technique and let you be sacrificed obediently."
Then he said: "Why don't you try to scream out and see if Su Hejin will cast a spell on you? Her spell is much more powerful than mine. If you are sent to the sacrifice site without knowing it, you will not die." Know how to die."
Qiong Yi glared angrily and pursed her lips. She thought about her current situation. There was no way out. Anyway, the only way was to be sacrificed. Rather than being sacrificed, it was not as good as the "opportunity" Yan Tingshen said. There was hope of living, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Say what you need to say quickly."
She finally had no choice but to agree. Yan Ting said in a deep voice: "There is still an hour before the blood sacrifice begins."
"This blood sacrifice is a forbidden technique that Su Hejin used the blood of thousands of creatures in the world. The only thing missing is an introduction with a bloodline similar to hers. She is infertile and is alone. Therefore, you are The only blood bait in the world." He said: "Qiong Yi, you only have two or three hours to act. If you can't get out in time, your flesh and blood will be sucked dry. Su Hejin attaches great importance to this sacrifice, except for her confidants. , I don’t know much, even I don’t know what’s in it.”
"She set her sights on you much earlier than you expected. No one in the world is more afraid of your death than her. She didn't take action against you in the past because the blood sacrifice was not ready yet, and she failed to send people to kidnap you. , you need me to bring you back before everything settles."
"I don't want you to die, Qiong Yi. You are a good girl and should live for a long time." Yan Ting shook his head deeply: "It's just that your position in this chess game is too special, so I have to use it."
What he said was true, but Qiong didn't believe it at all.
If he wanted to help her save her, he would never kidnap himself. Why would he take such a risk?
It's just use.
"The blood sacrifice is located in Su Hejin's palace. As far as I know, it is hidden in the underground secret room. Qiong Yi, you will still pretend to be manipulated by me later. Don't speak, and try not to look at others..."
Before Yan Tingshen finished speaking, there was a knocking sound outside the door, and the maid called: "Marquis Sui, the time has come."
Then there was a sound of opening the door. He glanced back, pushed Qiong Yi on the bed, and pressed her down. Qiong Yi screamed but was blocked by his hands. She was stunned and slapped her hard, " After the crunching sound, the maids wanted to see what was going on inside. When they saw the two of them falling on the bed, they quickly covered their eyes and shut the door again.
Yan Ting covered her face that was red from being slapped, and whispered: "...Qiong Yi, after you escape from the blood sacrifice, I will find someone to take you away. That person looks ordinary and has a mole on his neck. He is my informant. , don’t believe anyone else.”
Qiong Yi turned his face away and clenched his fists silently. He deliberately opened the skirt of his clothes and pretended to straighten his clothes while striding away. The maids did not dare to discuss it in person and waited until Yan Tingshen left. They began to talk nonsense: "Let me just say that the two of them have a close relationship..."
"Stop talking, keep your voice down, Houhou's ears are not bad..."
"It's getting late. Let's dress up the princess. It's the last step."
"..."
Qiong also remained silent. After being rearranged by the waiter, she was led out among the queues.
"The author has something to say: I have a lot to say about Yan Tingshen, well, let's wait until later."
