A grown man, his eyes turned red and tears fell.

Riots broke out frequently, and the people infected with the plague gave up everything and attacked Lin Xuanzhi, but were saved by Emperor Chenyu.

And that man hugged Di Chenyu, and Di Chenyu was infected with the disease. From then on, he was bedridden and became weaker and weaker.

"When did it happen?" the tyrant said in a deep voice, looking furious.

"It's been a month, and he has been kept alive with herbs. Three days ago, the Sixth Prince's illness worsened and he fell into a coma. Today..." Lin Xuanzhi couldn't continue. He owed the Sixth Prince a life.

"One month! Why didn't you report this earlier? It happened one month ago." The tyrant said in a cold tone, his face livid with anger. "Don't kneel down, go in and save the Sixth Prince. Can you save him by kneeling down?"

The great tyrant was heartbroken.

His son!

Among these nine sons, Di Chenyu was the one he placed the greatest hope on.

He was calm, mature, and possessed the qualities that a crown prince should have. In his early years, he had thought about passing the throne of the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace to Di Chenyu.

However, the nine sons were still young and the political situation was unstable. He did not want the nine brothers to kill each other for the position of crown prince, so he simply kept his troops on hold.

[Let me see Sixth Brother, let me see, I can save him, I can]

A Bao clenched her fists anxiously. Since her sixth brother was born, she had only seen him twice, her full brother from the same mother.

That frosty moonlit night, that young man of stunning talent and extraordinary beauty.

When they arrived at the door, it was already packed with people. Seeing the great tyrant coming, they all knelt down to greet him.

The Tyrant did not go in first, but put Po down, "Po, go in and see your Sixth Brother, and say goodbye to him."

His voice was choked with sobs.

[Daddy, don’t cry. Don’t worry. A-Po, save your brother. I’m here for you.]

The great tyrant's anxious heart was finally relieved. He could trust no one in the world, but he could not distrust his precious daughter.

Abao, your sixth brother's life is now in your care.

A Bao walked into the room with his short legs. At this moment, an elderly doctor was holding a medicine box and had just finished giving acupuncture to Di Chenyu.

"Doctor, how is his condition?" asked a man in white.

The old doctor shook his head and sighed, "Alas, he is still hanging on for half a breath. I am afraid he has unfulfilled wishes. What a pity. Prepare for the funeral. There is nothing I can do for him."

"Doctor, can you please take another look at the Sixth Prince?"

"Six pots..." A Bao rushed to the bed. The person on the bed had his eyes closed, his face was pale, his lips were as white as snow, and his breath was barely there. He could die at any time.

However, his hands and entire body were black and purple, and swollen.

For the first time, Abao's eyes were red. [Sixth brother, hold on. If mother saw you like this, she would be so sad.]

"Little...little princess?" the man in white at the side was shocked.

A Bao had just seen him and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

This is obviously not a good time to recognize someone.

The man in white escorted the old doctor out of the room.

Everyone in the room lowered their heads, including General Lei, Lin Xuanzhi, and a group of lieutenants...

Everyone cried quietly, "Are the clothes ready? And the coffin for burial..." Lin Xuanzhi asked. They all wore a layer of white cloth on their noses to isolate themselves from the disease.

Even when Abao came in, Lord Lin hung a white band on his nose, blocking his mouth and nose, like a mask.

Abao didn't wear it and just threw it away.

When everyone went to persuade Po, Po had already held Di Chenyu's hand.

"Your Majesty, please accept my condolences." Lin Xuanzhi and General Lei were two high-ranking officials in Lingnan City.

Emperor Tiansheng was holding back his grief. He was sad about losing his son, but the millions of people in Lingnan City had been experiencing the pain of losing their loved ones every day over the past year.

The lives of the people are also lives, and family ties are extremely precious.

What right did he have to be sad? He was just experiencing the same pain as those ordinary people.

While no one was paying attention, A Bao transferred a strand of spiritual energy from her fingertips into Di Chenyu's palm. At the same time, she bit her own finger and used her blood as a guide to draw a soul-calming talisman on Di Chenyu's palm.

Two messengers were coming with blood-red soul-catching hooks. The two hooks fell from the sky at the same time, and were about to land on Di Chenyu's eyebrows. A Bao's brows furrowed.

The two soul hooks were instantly shattered into pieces.

The two messengers were ejected!

At the same time, the sky was overcast and thunder roared.

Abao was really angry.

She placed Di Chenyu's hand in the quilt, ran out at a trot, pointed at the sky outside, put her hands on her hips, and cursed, "Fuck you..."

[How dare you hook my sixth brother's soul! Just wait for me! ]

A Bao snorted and disappeared from the yard in a flash.

The two messengers who were flung away stood up from mid-air. When they looked up, they saw a ferocious-looking little girl standing in front of them.

Well……

Hanging in front of his neck was a plump round milk jug.

She looks no more than two years old.

Soul Seducer No. 1: "Second Brother, can she see us? Who is she?"

Soul Catcher No. 2: "Brother, she doesn't have the third eye either. She looks like a mortal. Forget about her. We two brothers have been too busy lately. We are almost going crazy from calling souls every day. Our underworld is almost full. Let's finish calling souls and go back to sleep. I'm too tired. Little Lord Yan has gone to reincarnate, and the two big brothers Black and White Impermanence have also run away. We don't get overtime pay for working overtime. Let's work quickly and finish early."

Soul Catcher No. 1: "Yes! If anyone gets in our way today, we can catch him together to save ourselves the trouble of making a second trip. But where is our soul hook?"

The two of them lowered their heads and looked around.

Po held a hook in each hand and threw it directly at the two men, piercing their bodies. "Here!"

"Ahhhh!" the two men screamed.

A Bao easily lured the two people in front of him.

The two messengers were dumbfounded, "You, this is not our soul hook."

Their hooks are red, but this man's hook is golden!

The golden soul hook is something that only the two bosses, Black and White Impermanence, are qualified to use.

In the underworld, the hierarchy is very strict, and the colors of the ghost hooks are also different.

A Bao was too lazy to talk to the two messengers, "I'm here to protect Emperor Chenyu. Collect the soul-attracting flowers around the general's mansion. From now on, no ghost messenger is allowed to set foot in the general's mansion."

The voice sounds fierce and aggressive.

Soul Catcher No. 1, "Oh, oh, oh, you are so arrogant. Do you think you are Lord Yan? Why should we listen to a mere mortal like you?"

A Bao narrowed his eyes and injected spiritual power into the golden soul hook. The two men felt as if their whole bodies were being burned by fire.

"Karma Fire, it's actually the Red Lotus Karma Fire! Ahhhh, Little Lord Yan Wang, wuwuwu, it's the Little Boss!" Soul Catcher No. 1 recognized Po. Although he didn't recognize the face, he recognized the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

In the entire underworld, only the old Pluto King and the young Yan King are qualified to cultivate the Red Lotus Karma Fire.

But only the Little King Yan succeeded in cultivating it. It is said that the Red Lotus Karma Fire was taught to the Old King of Hell by the Little King Yan.