Chapter 57 You'd better give up the dark law
There were also some spells engraved on the black nails, emitting a strong aura of resentment.
After the soul-fixing nail left Fang Xingxi's head, his sea of consciousness suddenly exploded, and many memories appeared.
Everything in front of my eyes was blurry, my consciousness began to dizzy, and the last voice I heard was that of the rat demon girl -
"So it's sealed."
…
When Fang Xingxi woke up again, he was still sitting in a wheelchair, but every part of his body felt relaxed and comfortable.
There was a subtle bulge in his arms. He reached out and touched it, and found it was a mouse with blue and white fur, smoother than the finest silk.
Wen Zhaozhao raised his little paws and rubbed his eyes, looking at Fang Xingzhang, "Do you remember?"
"Hmm!" Fang Xingzhang tilted his head slightly, resting his elbows on the armrest of the wheelchair, his hand with perfect bone structure supporting his pointed chin.
His eyes were like dark clouds of fire, and his eyelashes were thick and long, casting faint shadows on his eyelids like butterfly wings. On his left ear, he wore an emerald earring in the shape of an inverted cross, and the thin chain sparkled brightly in the sunlight.
"Zhao Zhao, why are you here?"
"For you." Wen Zhaozhao looked at him. "Such an idiotic question."
"Really?" But for him, this was the only obsession that supported him to survive those ninety-nine thunder tribulations.
He wants to see her!
There was a voice in the dark telling him that as long as he could hold on, he would see it.
Sure enough, he saw it.
"Zhao Zhao." He lowered his head and kissed the fine hair on her little ear very lightly, as if using a little force would be desecrating her.
"Why don't you stop practicing the Dark Element?" Wen Zhaozhao patted his palm solemnly. "If you practice the Fire Element to the extreme, you can also become a god."
"Zhao Zhao, I believe in one truth." Fang Xingzhang looked at her almost without blinking, "Equal exchange."
"Equal exchange?" Wen Zhaozhao seemed to be thinking, "What is that?"
"Haha~" Fang Xingzhang chuckled, a sense of joy emanating from his chest, "When are we leaving this time?"
"I just got here and you're chasing me away." Wen Zhaozhao bit his finger.
Fang Xing's pupils condensed for a moment, "I'm afraid I won't be able to help myself."
"What can't you help?" Wen Zhaozhao looked at her with clear eyes, like a curious baby.
"...Wait a little longer." Fang Xingli pinched her little paw, "Is it okay for your body to remain like this for a while?"
"Sure, I like animal forms." Wen Zhaozhao noticed someone walking towards them.
"Zhao Zhao, do you want to play hide-and-seek?" Fang Xingxiang murmured in a low voice.
"Okay." Wen Zhaozhao slipped into his arms and hid.
Fang Xingxi's body, which had been healed by the life talisman, also disguised itself as its previous sickly and weak state.
"How did Your Highness come here? I have been looking for you for a long time." The young man had a fair face and no beard. His voice was soft and shrill, but not unpleasant.
Fang Xingli's voice was light and indifferent, "Let's go back to the palace."
"Yes, Your Highness." Geng Rui walked around to the back and pushed the wheelchair back.
Wen Zhaozhao popped her head out from Fang Xingzhao's arms, but he gently pushed her back and protected her tightly.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince has sent out invitations for the Autumn Hunt," Geng Rui said with a hint of anger. "Knowing that Your Highness is ill, why would you go to a hunting ground?"
"Since the prince has sent the invitation, it would be bad not to go." Fang Xingxiang replied.
"Yes." Geng Rui responded, "But your highness's noble body."
"Don't let Concubine Xian cause trouble in the palace." Fang Xingxiang said.
Wen Zhaozhao secretly sent him a message, "What's going on? How come he's the crown prince and the virtuous concubine? Have you been reincarnated into the royal family?"
Fang Xingxi did not answer for the time being.
After getting on a carriage, he cast a barrier and answered Wen Zhaozhao's question, "I am currently in the Ancient Yangchen Continent in the Beast World and Human World."
"I know Dust Land, it's an ordinary continent without spiritual energy. The one with spiritual energy is called Spirit Realm."
"Yes." Fang Xingxiang nodded. "There's no spiritual energy in Guyang Dust Land, and it's mostly inhabited by mortals. But every year, people from the Spirit Realm come here to recruit new seedlings with spiritual roots. The Qingquan Sect also has a branch in the Spirit Realm. This spring, they came to Guyang to recruit disciples."
Wen Zhaozhao's eyes lit up, "I was the one who named Qingquanmen!"
Fang Xingxiang smiled and said, "That's a good start."
"Right, I'm a top student!" Wen Zhaozhao said proudly, his ears looking particularly alert.
"Yes, Zhaozhao is very powerful." Fang Xingxiang pinched her ear.
Wen Zhaozhao hurriedly said, "Don't use too much force. If you do, it will hurt and my mother will call me back home."
Fang Xingxiang remembered the last time he pinched her ear and hurt her, and she left...
"So that's how it is." He always thought that she hated his touch.
"Who is the virtuous concubine you were talking about just now?" Wen Zhaozhao asked.
Fang Xingxiang replied, "Xianpin is my reincarnated mother. She was originally a palace maid, favored by His Majesty for a year. After giving birth to me, she was given the title of Xianpin. Because of her humble origins and lack of external relatives to support her, she had no power within the palace. And because she gave birth to a prince, she was suppressed everywhere, especially by the Empress and the Crown Prince."
"It sounds like your life is no different from before. You're both poor children."
"A little bit, indeed. I'll try to have a better pregnancy next time."
Wen Zhaozhao suddenly remembered what her father said: if one wants to become a ghost or god, one must go through nine cycles of life and death. "Or... you should give up the dark law."
"Whether it's the fire or the dark, I won't give up." Fang Xingzhang looked at Wen Zhaozhao solemnly.
Wen Zhaozhao scratched her ear, and suddenly her little paw was held.
"Stop scratching."
Wen Zhaozhao looked at Fang Xingzhao, "Hmm?"
"You'll get bald hair if you scratch it too much, which doesn't look good." Fang Xingxiang looked away and didn't look at her.
Wen Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes, and the next second he teleported to his head and scratched his hair, "You are the bald one, your whole family is bald!"
Fang Xingli did not resist, but smiled as he felt the slight pain of his hair being pulled.
The carriage suddenly stopped, and Geng Rui's voice rang out, "Long live His Royal Highness Prince Zhao."
"Well, my disabled brother is in the carriage?" King Zhao dismounted and walked towards the carriage.
Fang Xingzhang said to Wen Zhaozhao, "This is my half-brother, the third-born Prince of Zhao, Fang Miao."
Wen Zhaozhao blinked. "Will you brothers and sisters... kill each other, fight against each other, fight each other to the death, for the throne?"
"That's a very comprehensive summary!" Fang Xingzhang said with a smile, then hid her in his arms.
The carriage door opened and a burly man came in.
The originally spacious space immediately became narrow and cramped.
"Tenth brother, there is a dinner party at my house today, come over and have a drink."
"Thank you, Third Brother. However, I can't handle alcohol very well. I'm afraid of spoiling the fun of the banquet, so I'd rather not go."
"I'll invite you personally." King Zhao took a step closer to Fang Xingqi and looked down at him with contempt.
But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this usually timid brother was a little different today.
Those extremely dark eyes were particularly silent, with a hint of coldness that made people feel uncomfortable!
Immediately, King Zhao raised his leg and kicked Fang Xingli in the eye...
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