A Bao put the fragments into the bag one by one. When she touched the fragments, the evil spirit on the fragments was like a little ghost seeing Lord Yan Wang. It was frightened and fluttered a few times before retreating.

A Bao pretended not to see it. If the evil spirits dared to jump around Liang Yan, she would tear them apart with her bare hands if they didn't retreat quickly.

But when Di Chenyu walked to the door holding Po and a bag of fragments, the whole temple shook violently.

"Oh no! Your Majesty, hurry up! This place is going to collapse." Leng Qingliu's first reaction was to stand behind the tyrant, grab the tyrant and run out.

Feng Batian quickly followed, "Who are you? Let go of the emperor."

The two people don't know each other.

Leng Qingliu glanced at him, "Who do you care who I am?"

Feng Batian: ? Yeah, this kid is pretty arrogant.

Just as these three people ran out, Lin Xuanzhi, General Lei, Emperor Zian and the eldest prince came out.

"Little princess, this won't work." Lian Er stood up, "No one can take these fragments away."

Abao was not afraid. Even though the place was shaking and doors and windows were falling, they seemed to be intentionally avoiding her and could not hurt her at all.

"Little princess, the god of plague is still here. There is absolutely no way he can leave here."

"Stay here?" Po looked down at the bag full of debris.

[Why do you insist on staying here? Is there something here that you need to protect? ]

Guard?

A Bao suddenly thought, could it be that...

Is it her golden body?

Even if she turns into debris and only a trace of consciousness remains, she is determined to stay here. Is it because her golden body is here?

"It's me, follow me." Po patted the pieces in the small bag. She believed that Liang Yan recognized her.

Sure enough, after Po happily walked away on his short legs, the whole temple became quiet again.

Lian Er was secretly surprised, "So, it was her."

What kind of person could make the God of Plague-Chasing risk his life to protect her little golden body? It was the little princess. If she was not sure before, it was certain now.

Too.

If it were an ordinary person, he would not have cast a golden body.

"Master Baiyun, please stay!" Lian Er suddenly called Baiyun, "I have something I don't understand, and I would like you to explain it to me."

"You have already seen the answer to the question in your mind, so why do you need to ask me?"

Answer?

Lian Er suddenly remembered that when she became a wandering ghost, she was almost turned into a fierce ghost because of her hatred and resentment. Fortunately, she was guided by a hint of inspiration and regained consciousness.

Although she had never appeared, her aura was inexplicably very similar to that of the little princess.

No wonder, when she first saw the little princess on the top of the mountain, she clearly didn't know the little princess, but she always felt that she looked familiar.

It turns out that there is a plan in the dark.

Lian Er suddenly knelt down in the direction where A Bao left and kowtowed three times, "Thank you for your rebirth, thank you for your rebirth!"

She stood up and smiled, "Princess, wait for me."

Taoist Master Baiyun shuddered after hearing this.

Damn, the boss has a new little fan girl.

He felt that his position was in jeopardy.

"Can you stand a little to the side?" In the courtyard, Leng Qingliu and Feng Batian had a conflict over their standing positions.

The great tyrant stood in the middle.

On the left is Leng Qingliu and on the right is Feng Batian.

Both of them wanted to protect the tyrant strictly, fearing that the tyrant would suffer the slightest harm.

The main reason they think so highly of the tyrant is because of the little princess.

This is the little princess’ biological father.

Feng Batian frowned, "Why should I stand aside? Why can't you stand aside?"

Leng Qingliu snorted, "Sir, what rank do you hold in the court?"

"What level are you?" Feng Batian raised his eyebrows.

Leng Qingliu coughed, "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this, I don't hold an official position in the Tiansheng Dynasty."

"That's strange. How can you be so arrogant without holding an official position?"

Leng Qingliu: "? Lord Lin is a third-rank official, but he is not arrogant. You are so young and don't look like a high-ranking official, why are you so arrogant?"

The Tyrant looked at the two people who were in a stalemate, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. If these two people knew each other's identities, I'm afraid...

"I say, both of you stop fighting. I don't need you two to protect me. My princes and ministers are all waiting for me over there."

"Your Majesty, they are them and I am me. I also have to be determined to protect Your Majesty." Leng Qingliu was determined that getting close to His Majesty would only benefit him and not harm him. He believed that with the help of His Majesty and the little princess, he would be able to find Prince Feng Batian soon.

"The little princess has done me a favor. I cannot sit idly by and watch as Your Majesty is in danger." Feng Batian raised his eyebrows.

"We are all family." A-Bao grumbled softly when he came out to persuade them.

Leng Qingliu: "Who is his family?"

Feng Batian: "That's right, who knows him?"

A Bao held the small bag in his arms, "Well, Feng Batian, Leng Qingliu, you two should keep your voices down when you quarrel."

Leng Qingliu was confused, "Your name is Feng Batian?"

Feng Batian glanced at him and said, "The Labor Department will not change its name, and the seat will not change its surname. Feng Batian is the Labor Department!"

Oh shit!

Finished!

This really hits a brick wall.

I never thought that this person was——

"Leng Qingliu, congratulations, you finally found you guys - umm." Di Zian came over to thank him, but Leng Qingliu covered his mouth with his hand.

My goodness, I can’t say anything now. With the prince’s personality, he must be thrown out.

…

Back at the general's mansion, Abao entered the room carrying Xiaodaidai. She happily sat on the floor and began to piece together the statue.

"This piece is mine, and that piece is mine too~"

Those who cherish you will pick you up piece by piece and treat you like a treasure.

[Xiao Liangyan, we have a deal. You have to tell me what happened.]

As she touched the fragments, frames of images appeared before her eyes.

[Among these fragments, there are your memories...]

"My Lord, this is your last golden body in the world. I will protect it and ensure that you enter reincarnation." The young man in white clothes, Liang Yan, stood in the dojo in front of A Bao, looking at the small golden body in front of him.

His spiritual energy protected the temple and his golden body, and they were sealed together in the underground palace.

"Why, I haven't entered the reincarnation cycle yet, why?" Liang Yan murmured as he looked at the lifeless little golden body in front of him, "The golden body hasn't lit up yet, the path of reincarnation hasn't lit up yet, don't be afraid, I have a way to illuminate the path of reincarnation."

Po was nervous, his hands trembling as he held the fragments. Could it be that Liang Yan's solution was...

"The heterochromatic eye is a divine object that can illuminate the path of reincarnation and help you to be reborn. If you are not here and I cannot see you, what use is there for me to have this heterochromatic eye?"

[Liang Yan, you can’t do this, you can’t] A Bao was very panicked.

"Liang Yan, you have lost your divine seal, and your spiritual energy has dissipated in order to protect your little golden body. How are you going to fit this strange pupil into the path of reincarnation?" A ball of black gas slowly appeared from behind Liang Yan, and it looked exactly like Liang Yan.