The other seven members of the Fengyun team were taken away by various elders to heal their injuries.

Since at least five or six of the first thirty disciples who went to Zhongling Continent had been killed, they had to be replaced.

The bosses unanimously decided to select new disciples from the families of the lost disciples.

However, whether it can be passed or not will also be decided by the three elders from Zhongling Continent.

Ten days passed quickly.

The ancestors of the three tribes have already fought over the issue of how to allocate resources.

However, Lord Emperor and Yun Zheng still did not show up.

When some forces wanted to leave Canghaiyan, they were forced to stay by Qingfeng and Moyu.

For a while, almost everyone was stranded in Canghaiyan.

And at this moment, in a room in the inn.

A group of young men gathered in the box. They all had sad faces, slightly furrowed brows, and stared blankly.

Looking at the dishes on the table, I had no appetite at all.

"When will Ayun come back? Is her injury serious? Is she not well yet? Could it be that the Emperor has detained Ayun..." The young man in black tights asked several questions in succession, and the chopsticks in his hand poked the fat on the dish in front of him from time to time.

Then he sighed again.

The handsome boy with his braids tied into a high ponytail held his cheeks with both hands in worry and said, "Zheng must be seriously injured! I saw blood coming out of her eyes before she passed out!"

The woman in plain and elegant clothes shook her head gently.

"Zheng Zheng will be fine."

The handsome man in white nodded slightly: "Qingqing is right. Even if you don't believe Yun Zheng, you have to believe in that person's ability..."

They were stunned.

That person is Emperor Rong Shuo!

Indeed, with his strength and the extent to which he loves Yun Zheng, he would never let anything bad happen to Yun Zheng.

"Everyone, don't let Zheng Zheng see us looking so sad, or she'll tease us!"

The enchanting man in a loose red robe curled the corners of his lips and laughed heartily.

The friends looked at each other, still worried, but they had to trust Yun Zheng.

She will be back soon!

…

And in a place far away.

A palace is surrounded by a peach forest. In front of the palace gate, there is a huge old peach tree. Under the tree, an old man in a white robe with a kind and amiable face is sitting cross-legged.

In front of him, there is a chessboard.

He held the black chess piece and played slowly and leisurely.

The chess game was dangerous. Every time he placed a black chess piece, he was forcing himself into a desperate situation.

If someone were here, they would be shocked as to why the old man played chess like this, because he was forcing himself into a dead end step by step.

Suddenly, the old man with a Taoist look shook his head slightly, his cloudy old eyes became dim and unclear, he raised his head and sighed, which seemed to be mixed with complex emotions.

Then, he lowered his head, and with a click, he placed the last chess piece.

In an instant, all the white pieces lost the game.

Heizi survived the desperate situation and fought a comeback, but he lost too much in the process.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head and looked towards the palace entrance.

"Do you understand what I mean?"

I saw a man in a black robe standing with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes were dangerous and unpredictable, and his handsome face like a god was revealed, which made people hold their breath.

Rong Shuo was silent for a moment.

When the old man saw his reaction, he knew his resolute intention.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps, everything you have done is worth it."

After a pause, he added, "That little girl is not bad."

Rong Shuo said without hesitation: "She is certainly extraordinary."

Hearing this, the old man stroked his gray beard with a smile. This kid must have fallen deeply into it. However, the girl is really good, but... she hides many secrets, and these secrets mean that the pain and pressure she will experience will be greater than others.

The old man lowered his eyes, a hint of unknown meaning flashing in his eyes. She was probably from there too...

Rong Shuo pursed his lips, his eyes deep and concealing deep worry, and whispered softly, "Senior, why hasn't Zheng'er woken up yet?"

She has been in a coma for more than ten days.

There is still no sign of waking up.

And her pulse was strange, sometimes disordered and sometimes steady, and her body resisted all efforts to penetrate and check.

If we force a check, both sides will suffer.

If the senior hadn't said that Zheng'er would be safe and sound, he would have already found various ways to wake Zheng'er up.

"It's okay, her body is just protecting itself." The old man said calmly, "Wait a few more days, and she might wake up."

After hearing this, Rong Shuo still couldn't relax his frown.

Suddenly, an explosion was heard from the palace. At the same time, the palace building was blown apart and dust rolled.

Rong Shuo's face changed, and the next moment he teleported into the palace.

Except for the bed, everything around it turned into ashes and debris. The girl in red on the bed had her hands crossed over her abdomen, sleeping peacefully like Sleeping Beauty.

When Rong Shuo saw that she was safe and sound, his heart instantly relaxed.

However, he soon realized that Yun Zheng had made a breakthrough! And it was a breakthrough to the eighth level of Spirit Lord!

He actually broke through nine small realms in a row...

As expected of her.

He walked over and slowly sat down beside her bed. Seeing her rosy face, he couldn't help but curl his lips, bent his index finger, and gently scratched her nose.

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