As soon as Yi Yao came back and stepped into the palace door, Si You hurried to him.
"Shangshen, it's not good. The heavenly soldiers took Jinghan to Xu Tiantai not long ago. You should go and rescue her quickly, otherwise something will really happen." Si You was worried.
He frowned and said: "Bai Hu, please settle down this fairy for the time being. I will come back when I go."
The throne moved so quickly, it was all because I was late. Jinghan, I wonder how you are now?
On the virtual platform, Jing Han collapsed to the ground just after receiving seven or forty-nine lashes. Her blood dyed the gray stone brick road red. The marks on her back were now bloody and blurred, and she could not even breathe. He was helpless, and the black jade he held tightly in his hands never slipped.
"The execution is over." Immortal Lord Xiu Lin couldn't bear to see this scene, turned around and disappeared.
Along with the brief roar of thunder, the merciless heavy rain swept across the entire virtual rooftop. The merciless rain hit Jinghan's bloody body, and a bone-chilling cold spread from the bottom of her heart.
The pain is getting worse and worse, am I going to die...
Her eyelids became heavy and she couldn't open them.
When Yi Yao arrived, no matter how hard the rain fell, he helped Jing Han up: "Master, I'm late."
Blood stained Yi Yao's snow-white clothes, and the rain soaked everything.
"Master, you are here..." she said weakly.
He tried hard to suppress the sadness in his heart, but still whispered to her: "Well, I will take you back as a teacher."
Yi Yao stood up with Jing Han in his arms, and the black jade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
In the wind, rain and darkness, one master and one disciple left.
Si You had been waiting at the door and looking into the distance, but she still couldn't let go of Jing Han.
"God, you are back."
Seeing Jinghan at this moment, it felt like a blood mark was drawn on her heart. When she thought that she could not share the pain she was suffering, she almost collapsed and cried.
"How could Xiao Jinghan be so injured?"
"Si You, I will do my best to heal her and make her get better."
Yi Yao carried her back to his bedroom. Since her back was covered in bruises and no part of it was intact to the naked eye, he could only turn her over and lie on the couch.
Her skinny body looked stiff and helpless, her bloodless face was as pale as paper, and her slightly trembling lips were still breathing hard.
"Jinghan, master will definitely save you." Yi Yao held her hand.
He pursed his lips tightly and carefully uncovered the clothes clinging to his back. The half-dried blood wound gradually merged with the clothes, which took some effort.
Jinghan clenched her teeth and hissed in pain, her facial expression distorted.
"Jinghan, please bear with me a little longer." Yi Yao stretched out his hand to light the soothing incense for her, "Go to sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."
This scent made her feel at ease, and she fell asleep unconsciously.
As soon as Jinghan fell asleep, Yi Yao's movements became more convenient. It took him nearly an hour to unbutton all his clothes. He took medicinal wine and pressed it on the wound cautiously. Medicinal wine alone still could not completely heal her. He was deeply affected by the power of the Immortal Whip, not to mention that for a fairy like Jing Han whose cultivation level was still shallow, ordinary elixirs might not be able to repair internal injuries.
He finished serving Jinghan the medicinal wine and then closed the curtain and moved the screen to cover her behind.
"White Tiger."
"Master, what are your orders?" Bai Hu bowed.
"Quickly go to the Library Pavilion to find the "Thousand Machines Record" for me."
"yes."
In the devil world.
Qingzhi heard the news that she was about to marry Lord Zeyu and couldn't wait to confirm it with him.
"Miss Qingzhi."
"Where is your Majesty?"
"We don't know this either." The guards looked at each other.
"I won't embarrass you. I'll look around first."
She was wandering around Jiuyan Palace, and she couldn't help but get excited when she thought that this was where she would stay in the future.
"Thousands of years of waiting have finally paid off."
She has known Ze Yu since she was a child. No one knows Ze Yu better than her. Only she is qualified to stand by his side in the future.
Qingzhi passed by the palace where Zeyu slept and placed a letter on an inconspicuous place on the table.
Out of curiosity, she stepped forward to open the letter and roughly read the contents. The last signature was Jing Han.
"Jing Han?" She searched through pictures in her mind, "Could it be her?" The last time she went to prepare medicine for her father on the street, she met Ze Yu at the door. There was a woman beside him at that time.
In thousands of years, no woman has ever stood with him.
She held the letter tightly, with viciousness in her eyes: "I will never allow anyone to ruin my wedding with Ze Yu at this time."
She rearranged the letter and said with a vicious smile: "It seems that I am going to the fairy world in person. I must stop you from thinking about it."
