As Yun Zhou fell asleep, only Ling Weiyang himself was left in the vast space.

She glanced around, then came to the dragon chair and sat down slowly.

The emperor is dead, the inheritance is gone.

But correspondingly, the danger is lifted.

Now there must be no one sitting on the dragon chair.

Speaking of which, this whole day of tossing, Ling Weiyang was empty several times just because of the Dao Force.

Now that she had a hard time getting a chance to breathe, she naturally wouldn’t let it go.

A feeling of exhaustion filled her head, and she held her breath and began to recover her strength.

Well, the stored elixir was gone.

She could only recover with the meager rhyme that remained here.

But obviously, the effect is not very significant.

Due to the strong isolation ability of the Imperial Realm’s formation, not only the divine consciousness, but also the Dao Rhyme flowing between the heavens and the earth was also isolated.

Therefore, the only bit of Dao rhyme that still exists in this secret place is not enough to support Ling Weiyang to restore his heyday.

Even if she recovers a little half of her strength, it is a luxury.

She gritted her teeth and finally absorbed only half of the rhyme.

No way, for cultivators, Dao Yun is like air.

She herself had absorbed it all, what should Yunzhou do?

You must know that the other party’s remaining Dao power may not be more than your own.

If there is not enough Dao Yun to recover, it is easy to cause the Dao Soul to be weak…

Thinking about it, she stopped recovering and silently leaned on the dragon chair.

My mind recalls what it was like to sleep years ago.

While thinking, I learned Yunzhou’s breathing.

It wasn’t long before she fell asleep for a long time.

It was at this time that the purr of the cloud boat on the bed suddenly stopped.

He opened his eyes and looked at Ling Weiyang on the dragon chair, and his brow was a little thoughtful:

[Hmmm… Don’t say, the sleeping little Yang Yang is still quite cute. 】

[Or else… Do a little Yang come out? 】

After thinking about it, Yun Zhou turned over:

[Or forget it, in case people only take me as a brother, it will be outrageous to hang the golden gun behind me at the critical time.] 】

Shaking his head, Yun Zhou closed his eyes and fell asleep.

However, he did not notice Ling Weiyang’s slightly heavier breathing and the small fist that was silently clenched due to nervousness.

Well, she was woken up by Yunzhou’s voice…

……

Meanwhile.

Prime Minister’s House… No, it should be a yard that overlooks.

In one room.

Lin Yuan’s wounds had not yet scabbed.

He lay on the bed and looked at the wood carvings on the roof, somewhat doubting the meaning of life.

He had forgotten how he dragged his dying body step by step to the Imperial City.

He only remembered.

It was the underlings of this mansion who went out to buy it, just happened to see him and brought him back.

If not, I am afraid that he will die at the Imperial City Gate.

After the powerful rescue in Zhang Qianfu.

His life was in danger for the time being, but he still couldn’t move.

On his body, the eleven sword wounds were very frightening.

The longest sword was drawn from the chest to the navel.

If it weren’t for the fact that the wound was still shallow, I’m afraid it would have burped a long time ago.

After a wave of strong treatment, this mighty tired breathless, looking at Lin Yuan’s eyes were full of awe:

This is not dead, this boy is a cruel man!

……

At this moment, Lin Yuan was lying on the bed, except for the dead fish-like eyes, it was a luxury to move anywhere else.

The medicine of the painkiller has passed.

Now as long as he moved slightly, it was a pain that hurt through his heart.

Along with that, there was also the pain in the waist that twitched and twitched.

I always feel as if something is wrong.

Off the line!!

He wanted to hurry up and go to the Immortal Realm now, find his great-grandfather and slaughter the dog that was hidden and killed!

Yes, and the deacon who never returned.

They all have to die!!

“Poof—cough cough!”

It may be that the anger attacked the heart, and he accidentally moved too aggressively, touching the wound, coughing and grinning in pain.

It took a long time before he calmed down again.

Enduring the pain of the drill heart, he sighed a long time.

Be reasonable.

For him now, the physical pain is one thing, more of a tired heart.

That’s right.

It was almost time to unite, and it was almost dark.

His anger and concealment are one thing, but more of a feeling that something is wrong.

For such a long time, stealth killing should not be without any news!

And now that I think about it, judging from the situation at that time, it is likely that the hidden killing was really in danger.

Calming down, he began to think about the possibility here.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something big had happened.

Together, what came out of his heart for no reason was a bout of irritability.

A bad premonition breeds madness in the mind.

This made him feel very panicked.

“What the hell is going on…” Lin Yuan only felt a headache in his head:

“I haven’t believed it in such a long time.”

“Tell me a word!”

“Grandpa Zhang hasn’t returned, and he doesn’t know what happened to Elder Qian, who was responsible for delaying Wu Zhao…”

“Also, listen to this… Why are the people outside so noisy? ”

As soon as he thought about it, the door was suddenly pushed open.

A middle-aged man walked in from outside with a worried face:

“Lin Xian, how are you?”

Hearing this voice, Lin Yuan was slightly stunned, and then looked over.

The bitter eyes suddenly reflected a touch of joy.

“Uncle Fu Shi, how did you get here?”

That’s right.

This person was none other than Fu Xiang, an official of the Imperial Dynasty.

Remember when you mentioned that Yan Yi had only the only dark line left in the imperial dynasty?

That’s him!

Today, he is in charge of the appointment and dismissal, examination, promotion, and transfer of officials throughout the imperial dynasty.

It is the top wave of people in this dynasty.

Of course, these Lin Yuan didn’t know.

He was just an old acquaintance with this Fu Xiang.

When he was developing Qian Yuanxuan in the imperial dynasty.

Through the connection of Prince Wu Zhen, this Fu Xiang could help him a lot.

After coming and going, the relationship between the two has also improved by leaps and bounds.

They have always been referred to each other as “Uncle Shi” and “Xian Nephew”.

I thought that if I lost power this time, these ministers would definitely avoid them.

Unexpectedly, this Fu Shi Uncle actually dared to come to see him.

This couldn’t help but make Lin Yuan a little moved.

Seeing him like this, Fu Xiang’s face flashed a standardized thick smile:

“What did Xian-nephew say, you didn’t want to inform Uncle Shi when you came back, Uncle Shi learned that you were in this mansion, don’t come to see how you talk like that…”

Get!

The old fox is gone!

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