Chapter 203: Soil? Seeds? Blood?
Xuan Yi hugged an enemy's waist tightly, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's neck hard.
“Boss…Boss!”
Yun Shen's eyes were red with tears streaming down his face.
And at the same time Xuanyi launched a suicide attack.
Xiao Yu moved.
His entire body seemed to merge into one with the sword in his hand, transforming into a stream of silver light that rushed straight towards the black stone pillar.
"Stop him! Stop him for me!"
Prince Yu finally reacted and screamed hysterically.
The surrounding Wugut warriors woke up as if from a dream, and waved their scimitars to surround the stream of light from all directions.
"Don't even think about going there."
Seeing that his men had no time to stop him, Prince Yu's eyes turned red and he opened his arms recklessly and rushed towards Xiao Yu!
However, no matter how fast he was, Xiao Yu was even faster than him.
Xiao Yu's body twisted in mid-air and narrowly passed by him.
Prince Yu missed his target and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Xiao Yu was less than three feet away from the black stone pillar.
But at this moment.
A soul-shaking venom suddenly emanated from the black altar.
I saw the head of the Wugut tribe elder that was chopped off on the ground, and two lines of blood and tears suddenly flowed from his wide-open eyes.
The solidified black blood on his broken neck seemed to come alive, transforming into countless strange runes that were instantly imprinted on the entire altar!
"My God... punish me."
"I will sacrifice my soul to the underworld!"
"Let's die together."
boom--
The madly beating "Heart of the Underworld" on the altar, after receiving this final sacrifice, all its energy instantly collapsed inward!
"No!"
Yun Shen screamed in despair.
A critical moment.
Xiao Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the sword in his hand.
Buzz——
The long sword let out a high-pitched mournful cry, and silver light suddenly surged on the sword body.
"Give! Me! Break!"
A roar.
The ultimate light of the unity of man and sword slashed fiercely on the black stone pillar at the moment before the temple completely exploded.
Snap——
A crisp cracking sound was clearly heard, and the black stone pillar supporting the temple broke.
Half of Xiao Yu's body was stained dark brown by dried blood and dust. He supported Yun Shen, who was also in a dishevel and had one arm hanging limply, and stepped into the gate of the National Master's Mansion step by step.
Behind them were the only three remaining Black Armor Guards.
Numbness and grief were written all over everyone's face.
"Prince...Prince..."
The housekeeper who rushed over after hearing the news was so frightened by the tragic scene that his face turned pale and he couldn't even speak complete sentences.
"Where's Xuan Yi?"
"My Lord, he... he's on the observatory..."
The butler answered in a trembling voice.
Xiao Yu handed Yun Shen to the housekeeper and staggered towards the observatory.
The moment he pushed open the door of the observatory, time seemed to stand still.
In the center of the observatory, Chu Xuanyi, the great Zhou Dynasty's state teacher who was once so handsome and as cool as the moon, was now lying quietly on the cold ground.
His long black hair was now as white as snow and had no luster.
The skin on his face was dry and wrinkled, as if all the vitality had been drained away, turning him into a withered old man on the verge of death.
If it weren't for the faint, almost imperceptible movement of the chest, anyone would have thought it was a lifeless corpse.
Not far from him, the petite figure was also lying there quietly.
Ajiu.
Her little face was pale without a trace of blood, her lips were blue and purple, and her brows were tightly furrowed.
Her body was as cold as a piece of jade.
"Xuan Yi!"
"Ajiu!"
Xiao Yu felt his eyes go dark, and a fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged up from his throat.
He forced himself to swallow the blood, stumbled forward, and reached out to Chu Xuanyi's nose with trembling hands.
If yes, if not.
It was a hundred times weaker than the last time he exhausted all his energy to calculate the dragon veins!
The oil is running out!
He hurriedly turned to Ajiu and carefully placed his hand on her forehead.
Ice cold!
"Quick, call the imperial physician! Call all the imperial physicians in the palace to this king!"
Xiao Yu roared like a wild beast, his voice filled with unprecedented fear and panic.
Batch after batch of imperial doctors came, and the one who led them, Zhang Yuanshi, had white hair and beard and was highly respected.
But they just shook their heads over and over again at the two dying people on the bed.
"Your Highness... Your Excellency, the Imperial Preceptor has... He has exhausted his inner energy, his strength is drained away, and he is at the end of his rope! Your humble servant... Your humble servant is powerless to help!"
"Miss Jiu... her spirit is in turmoil and she's been severely damaged. Right now, she's clinging to life entirely to a single obsession. If... if this obsession were to dissipate, I'm afraid... even a god wouldn't be able to save her!"
"Your Majesty, I mourn for you..."
"roll!"
Xiao Yu kicked over the chair beside him and pointed at the door with red eyes.
"Everyone, get out of here!"
"If you can't find a way to save them, you'll all be buried with them!"
The imperial doctors were so frightened that they ran away crawling away.
The whole room fell into silence again.
Xiao Yu slumped down on the footstool beside the bed, reaching out his hand to touch Ajiu's face, but was afraid that the lingering smell of blood on his body would disturb her.
He had never felt so powerless and hopeless as he did now.
He won, he came back alive.
But more than a dozen of his brothers died.
His most trusted friend was now on the verge of death and looked emaciated.
The little girl whom he held dear to his heart and swore to protect with his whole life, lost her soul because of him and her life or death is unknown.
What kind of victory is this?
What kind of shitty victory is this!
"Ahem... Your Majesty..."
Yun Shen walked in supported by someone, his face was also pale.
"The brothers of the Black Armor Guard... have been settled. As for compensation... I will personally take care of it."
Xiao Yu didn't look back, but just said "hmm" softly.
"Your Highness, you should go and get some rest too." Yun Shen looked at him and couldn't bear to persuade him. "You haven't slept for three days and three nights. Even a body of iron can't endure this."
"This king is not tired."
Xiao Yu stubbornly stayed by the bed, wiping Jiu's cold little hands over and over again with a warm cloth.
He pried open Chu Xuanyi's cracked lips, but the expensive medicine flowed down the corners of his mouth and he couldn't get a single drop in.
day to day.
Xiao Yu just stood there without taking off his clothes, and he became more and more haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His originally handsome face was now covered with blue stubble, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his whole body exuded a sense of impending collapse.
The entire Imperial Master's Mansion was shrouded in a suffocating cloud of oppression.
Everyone knew that if something really happened to the Imperial Master and Miss Jiu, their regent would probably go crazy.
Late at night on the fifth day.
"Earth...my...my earth..."
The voice of the unconscious Ah Jiu was weak and unclear.
"Water...seeds..."
"Blood... want... want my blood..."
Xiao Yu, who was guarding the bed, initially thought he had misheard, but when he leaned in and listened carefully, he finally made out the few intermittent words.
Soil? Seeds? Blood?
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