The Changbinghai Imperial Palace is brightly lit and people are walking around busy.

On the side of the bed in the palace, the great master let go of Yeyang's wrist, stood up and shook his head. Emperor Jue asked nervously: "How is it? She is not seriously injured."

"It's hard to say that this disease is caused by heart disease and external diseases. It cannot be easily cured by just a few pills."

"I don't care about the symptoms? I just need to cure her, otherwise you will all die." Emperor Jue turned around and looked at the attendants in the palace. All the attendants immediately knelt in horror, not daring to look directly at Emperor Jue.

Emperor Jue looked at Ye Yang's pale face, feeling distressed, and shouted: "Give me an order, no matter who it is, as long as I can cure my daughter, there will be a lot of rewards."

Emperor Jue's words resounded throughout the imperial palace, and everyone obeyed the orders.

Ling Xi hurried to the imperial palace and was blocked by many guards.

"Stop! The assassination of Dust King, the idle people, are not allowed to approach the imperial palace, otherwise there will be no mercy to kill him."

Ling Xi looked expressionless and glanced at the cold light at the tip of the guard's gun, and was anxious.

Something happened to Yeyang, and Ling Xi was one step late. Now the imperial palace has been fully martial law and no one is allowed to enter and exit.

"Is King Chen serious? " Ling Xi pretended to be a member of the sea clan and asked with concern: "We are extremely worried when we heard that something happened to King Chen. King Chen is the hope of our Marian clan, so we must not have anything to do."

"Okay, you don't need to say this. There is nothing to do with you here, stay away from it, do you understand?"

The guard's words eased a little, but they were still driving him away.

"Finding me someone who can cure me, at all costs!"

The angry shouts of Emperor Jue came from the distant imperial palace. A gray-haired old man suddenly appeared beside Ling Xi, and he smiled and said to the guards: "I am here to cure King Chen's injuries."

Now is the critical moment, and the guards dare not delay, so they immediately called a general manager.

The headmaster came from the imperial palace. At this time, the imperial palace was already in chaos because of the King of Chen. Now that Emperor Jue ordered, someone would come to treat him immediately. The headmaster naturally asked for it and immediately invited the old man with white hair: "Master, my King of Chen is unconscious in the palace for a long time. You can go in and see what the reason is and what method is there to treat it."

"Wait," the old man with white hair then pressed Ling Xi's shoulder: "This man is my apprentice. He has to go in with me."

"But," the guard was stunned. Ling Xi didn't say that just now.

Ling Xi's expression changed slightly. I don't know what the white-haired old man is and why he wanted to help him.

The white-haired old man gave Ling Xi a familiar look, leaving it to him for his own guess, and followed the general manager to the imperial palace.

Ling Xi did not care about his random thoughts and followed the white-haired old man. He did not forget to change into the hidden dragon armor halfway through. He had never worn this armor in the sea tribe territory, just in case Emperor Jue recognized him.

Seeing Ling Xi wearing heavy armor, the general manager couldn't help but turn around and throw a puzzled look.

"He is responsible for some of the more dangerous parts of the treatment, so he puts on armor."

Without Ling Xi speaking, the white-haired old man helped him find a good excuse.

"Will that hurt King Dust?"

"Don't worry, I will never hurt her."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he stepped into the palace in one step.

The servants on both sides were waiting there long ago. The manager waved their hand to let them retreat and said to the white-haired old man: "I don't know what you need, I'll send someone to do it right away."

"No need, let all your people leave."

"Did you hear it?" As soon as the general manager spoke, all the attendants retreated, leaving Ling Xi and the other two behind.

"Come on, two, Emperor Jue and King Chen are in the inner room." The general manager pointed to a curtain made of white jade. The white jade was carved into flowers and inlaid with pearls inside, which was extremely beautiful.

The white-haired old man was in good health. He lifted the white jade curtain in a few steps and entered the inner room.

Emperor Jue sat beside the bed, held Ye Yang's hand, saw the white-haired old man walking in, and asked, "Can you cure my daughter?"

"Of course, please get out of the way. My apprentice and I must take our pulse carefully."

Emperor Jue was suspicious in his eyes, and he could not see through the realm of the white-haired old man. Under the cover of his soul, the white-haired old man was like a strange stone, unable to see the mystery of it.

"As long as she can cure her, I will promise you whatever she wants."

Emperor Jue then looked at Ling Xi. He found that Ling Xi was a little strange. He was actually wearing a set of spiritual armor and deliberately blocked the investigation of the soul.

"Let him take off his mask, I want to know him."

Emperor Jue sat aside and slowly said this sentence.

Ling Xi's eyes narrowed, and Emperor Jue was really sophisticated. He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Ling Xi and wanted to see his true face.

If Ling Xi really took off his mask, Emperor Jue would never let him go. No matter what the identity of the white-haired old man was or how powerful he was, he would never be able to rescue Ling Xi from the Hai Clan Imperial Palace.

Sure enough, even the white-haired old man shook his fingers on Yeyang's meridians with slight trembling, and turned around and said, "Bao, prepare what we want to use and stand aside."

Ling Xi obeyed the order and stood on the side of the bed, and then he had the chance to see Ye Yang.

Ye Yang's face was pale. For some reason, she always had to pause when breathing, as if something had blocked her heart.

"Didn't you hear it? I'll ask you to take off your mask." Emperor Jue's tone became stronger, and he stared at Ling Xi with his eyes, as if he wanted to see a hole in him.

Ling Xi didn't know what to do, so she turned her head and looked at the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man coughed and explained: "My apprentice, because his realm is too low, must wear spiritual armor for help, otherwise he will easily make mistakes and be in danger of life. His life is not important, but if King Dust is affected, it will be more than worth the loss."

Emperor Jue thought a little and looked away from Ling Xi: "Let him be careful. No matter what, my daughter can't have anything to do."

The white-haired old man moved his hand away and said, "I already know roughly what's going on. King Chen is a twin soul. Recently, he has suffered from a heart disease because of some things. He was in danger of life and was seriously injured. Therefore, the twin souls in her body will compete with each other for King Chen's body because of the heart disease."

"Then what can I do to heal? Is it enough to find her beloved?"

"It's not that simple." The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed: "It would be fine if the twin souls in her body merged. If only one side wins, I'm afraid King Dun's extreme personality will become more and more intense, and it will be unstoppable."

"I want you to tell me what can I do."

"There is only one way." The old man with white hair took out a pill: "This pill needs my apprentice's help to let the Dust King absorb the medicinal power."

"How can he help?"

"Only by doing a relationship between men and women - a matter of marriage."

"You are looking for death." Emperor Jue's face was like frosty, and his fingers were embedded in the handrail.

Ling Xi felt like she fell into an ice cave. Even wearing the hidden dragon armor, she could not stop the oppression of death.

"Then we can only let the person with the most relative bloodline come." The white-haired old man sent the pill to Emperor Jue.

Emperor Jue raised his hand and slapped the pill, and the seat was shattered. He pressed the white-haired old man to the ground, revealing his strength at the peak of the Destruction Realm, and warned coldly: "Believe it or not, I will kill you two now."

The white-haired old man's neck was pinched by his soul, and he couldn't breathe. He struggled for a few times and said, "If you don't want to, we can use the most difficult method. Use your essence and blood to merge the twin souls in the Dust King's body together. However, this method is extremely dangerous. If you move, it will make Dust King's soul scattered."

Emperor Jue let go of his hand and said coldly: "You are all nonsense before, it would be great to say that."

The white-haired old man coughed and struggled to get up: "So what if I said it earlier? Do you dare to try this method?"

"Of course," said Emperor Jue. He condensed his soul with one hand and drew out wisps of soul from Ye Yang's body. The soul condensed in mid-air and turned into two forces of red and green, colliding with each other, and wanted to swallow each other.

This is very similar to Ling Xi's breakthrough in the realm of breaking through. His eyes flashed, staring at the two entangled souls.

"So amazing, I am worthy of being Emperor Jue. I can actually pull the twin souls out of my body safely." The white-haired old man couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmph, do you think my cultivation is fake?" Emperor Jue snorted coldly and spoke. After he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of golden essence and blood and rushed towards the two souls.

The two groups of souls shrank together and began to fight against the essence and blood power of Emperor Jue.

Ling Xi looked at the two souls and souls blended into one, and was disturbed by the power of Emperor Jue’s essence and blood.

When he was stunned, the white-haired old man grabbed him and fled into the space.

Of course, Emperor Jue knew about it, but he was facing the most critical moment. Once he stopped, he and Ye Yang would die. He knew the plot, but he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.

Ling Xi appeared in the gap, and the white-haired old man looked at him with a smile: "How is it? Are you injured?"

"Dean?" Ling Xi took off his mask with hesitation.

"Haha, you kid is so stupid. You finally escaped and you have to go back."

"Yeyang...she," Ling Xi sighed: "I don't want her to die."

"That's just your wishful thinking. Don't be naive. This time I saved you because I want to think about Xunyu. He needs someone who can compete with him, and this person who competes cannot threaten him."

"I have a little doubt about your reason. Just for this, you don't have to risk your life to save me, and even cure Yeyang." Ling Xi saw clearly that as long as there was another stick of incense, Yeyang could be united and reborn.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'll take your friend, the sea clan, with me. Go back to Longxi Academy to see her."

After saying that, the dean shook his sleeves and wrapped Ling Xi into his protection again, leading him through the space of thousands of miles and leaving the Changbing Sea.

On the other end, Emperor Jue picked up Ye Yang with trembling hands.

Ye Yang opened his eyes slowly, his eyes were red and green, and there were two completely different personalities hidden in it.

"You are..." Ye Yang's eyes appeared in his mind. He had not remembered who the person in front of him was for a long time.

"It's good that you're fine." Emperor Jue hugged her, and refused to let go, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself. The housekeeper and the phantom stood aside, respectfully welcoming King Hou Chen to wake up.
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