"Not good, the emperor fainted!"

After the fire burned for two days and two nights, Yi Yongming also waited for the result of intercepting Jiuhua's troops. The news was like a sharp blade hanging in his heart. It finally fell down and was directly stuck in his heart.

He sprayed blood on the spot and fainted.

The military doctor stood in a tent, but after working for a long time, the emperor who was sleeping in the bed still had no reaction. The imperial doctors didn't know what kind of disease he was, so they could only say that he was angry.

He had a cough before, and was still awake, and there was already someone restless below. Now it became even more obvious.

What was the case? This time, the fire was set on fire and failed to annihilate Jiuhua's troops. Afterwards, the fire stopped. They would definitely counterattack. They had to deal with it. After discussing, several generals agreed to separate the layout.

This clearly means to openly divide the military power and make their own formation rhythm.

Zhao Yuanchu was shocked for a moment with his hidden dragon in the abyss, but how long can he last? In addition, he also had an idea in his mind. If the emperor really couldn't wake up, with his hidden dragon in the abyss, he could also make a world of things in the world.

This person is a cruel person.

In addition, with selfishness, an idea immediately emerged in my heart.

Thinking that the emperor can absorb the inner breath of other cultivators in the abyss, is he okay? Anyway, the emperor is now on the verge of things, so I might as well give him some pleasure...

Once a person's greed emerges, it is almost impossible to suppress it.

Yi Yongming's hidden dragon is in the abyss, but he is a real success. Zhao Yuanchu has such an opportunity in front of him, so how can he not be moved?

However, the only thing he feared was the people from the Twelve Pavilions. Although the people from the Twelve Pavilions were handed over to him on the surface, the emperor would never really trust anyone, and he was the same with him. He was not sure, so if he wanted to absorb the Emperor's Qianlong in the Yuan Dynasty, he had to deal with the Twelve Pavilions first.

Therefore, Zhao Yuanchu remained calm and sent the Twelve Pavilions to execute secret orders on the grounds that the generals in the army planned to rebel.

However, they separated from each other and sent letters to Duke Jin and Prime Minister Gong, asking them to find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. In addition, they arranged a few to find so-called famous doctors to treat the emperor as soon as possible.

This arrangement was always for the emperor, and he had indeed given such an order. But when their orders were delivered, the mountains were high and the rivers were far away, and he had already succeeded in the world of freedom.

He sent the Twelve Pavilion away, leaving behind a few close-up protections. Zhao Yuanchu poisoned them with poison. Now, there was only one Yi Yongming who was lying alone and helpless.

Yi Yongming may never have dreamed that he would have this day.

Since Zhao Yuanchu had already had such an idea, he would no longer hesitate and clear the obstacles. He would not bother to pay attention to the generals who were separating the troops and take advantage of the current gap and take action directly.

The absorption of Qianlong Zaiyuan is different from other absorption techniques. Zhao Yuanchu realized something was wrong after taking action.

He whispered a low curse at Yi Yongming. Usually, he never revealed half of it, so they never knew what this method was to absorb.

"The intention of guarding others is to be careful. I am the emperor. I have never believed in anyone, including you..."

Yi Yongming, who suddenly spoke, really scared Zhao Yuanchu so much that he almost left his body.

Yes, Yi Yongming did faint before, but not long after, he woke up. It was just a chaos in the army. He knew that even if he was awake, he was powerless. Instead, he would incite them to do extreme behavior. It was not impossible to kill him. Don’t think that he didn’t know these people...

If you don’t talk about them, there is one around you.

So, he was in a coma and they had no time to pay attention to him, so that he could win a chance to breathe.

Zhao Yuanchu had a bad idea, even if he knew what he would do to the people from the Twelve Pavilions.

Just so happened that he took his hand to help him contact Gong Xiang and Duke Jin, waiting for reinforcements.

And he fled from the camp while taking advantage of the chaos in the army, and then led his troops to deal with them. These bastards! They all rebelled and deserved to die.

At that time, he will definitely kill them with his own hands. Now the first one is Zhao Yuanchu. The most damn thing is him. He actually beat him Qianlong Zaiyuan. Don’t forget who gave everything he has now.

"emperor..."

His face was pale. When Zhao Yuanchu saw the other party wake up, he knew it was over. He had seen the emperor killing people with his own eyes.

He was careless and was dazed by greed. He should know that the emperor is so cautious... He knew that the situation in the army was not right and could not be taken precautions. He was in the Yuan Dacheng and brought so many magic medicines to protect himself when he came. How could he really fall into a coma suddenly? It was him who was careless.

But now, it's too late to regret it, and his throat has been locked by the other party.

Yi Yongming was indeed in physical condition, and he didn't pretend to be so stupid as he was today.

His body couldn't last long, so he had to kill the thief as soon as possible.

"Do you think that Qianlong can bear it in the abyss? The technique of trying to absorb my skills is simply delusional." Yi Yongming's face sank to the extreme, with sarcasm on his face.

Zhao Yuanchu obviously felt the murderous aura emitted by the other party and knew that it was useless to say anything. The emperor not only wanted to kill her, but also wanted to absorb his internal strength.

At this point, Zhao Yuanchu could not surrender, and he must have tried his best.

"Don't waste your energy. Do you think I'm really in good health? If not, would you all jump out so quickly?" He saw the other party's intention at a glance, and first attacked his heart.

He also bet again. If Zhao Yuanchu really tried hard, his current physical condition would be to leave here safely, I would be afraid that if...

When he fainted today, he had no signs.

"So...it turns out that the emperor is acting with everyone..."

"Hmph, if it weren't for this, how could I know that you are so brave and you will be dead." Yi Yongming took advantage of the moment when the other party's heart was relaxed and penetrated his internal strength into the other party's heart.

If you want to plot against people, Zhao Yuanchu is indeed not as good as Yi Yongming. Even if he has been with him for so long, he will not be able to learn it.

Zhao Yuanchu let out a dull voice, feeling the internal force in his body was surging out in an instant. He knew that he was finished. He was pretending, but he was trapped.

The emperor is Qianlong in the Yuan Dynasty. Even if he tries his best, he will be dead. His heart is ashamed and he will give up struggling.

When people are desperate, they usually have two extremes. One is unwilling to resist desperately, and the other is like Zhao Yuanchu, who gives up directly.

Seeing Zhao Yuanchu dry up little by little in his hands, Yi Yongming showed a strange smile on his face. If he had been honest, he would not have thought about his loyalty to him in recent years. But now, it was his own question, and it was the time he needed it the most.

With his internal strength, he should be fine.

Finally, he glanced at Zhao Yuanchu who was stuck on the ground and was left with only a handful of dry bones. Yi Yongming closed his eyes and was about to digest the internal force he had just absorbed.

But when he was exercising his internal force for a week, he could not find the internal force he had just absorbed.

"What's going on? Why is it gone?" Spreading your hands, staring at your hands in disbelief. How could this happen? Nothing at all, not at all!

Why?

Why is this happening? Yi Yinming's expression changed drastically and his face looked extremely ugly. At this moment, his head began to buzz and hurt again, and the feeling of a splitting headache came again.

No, he doesn't care about these things now. He must leave here as soon as possible. When the bastards have finished sharing the military power, they should think of him.

He, an emperor who was unconscious, came to their hands and was unconscious forever.

He supported himself and forced his internal force to get out of the tent. Now the camps are in their own formations, and people are in panic. He is willing to let go, but these soldiers who are unwilling to guard cannot find out at all.

After leaving the camp, Yi Yongming did not hide too far. He thought, but his body could no longer hold on.

My whole body was trembling with headache, leaning against a grass and thrusting.

Not only was he a headache, he felt that his internal strength and his internal strength were also passing by little, especially after using it every time...what went wrong?

He didn't know that even without the punishment of heaven, Qianlong in the abyss was not something that ordinary people could practice.

After nearly half an hour of pain, he slowly stopped. He was already sweating and exhausted. Yi Yongming, who was softly spread on the ground, wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, and then take good care of himself before leaving. He must contact the people in Kyoto as soon as possible.

Only the Gong family can believe it.

But when he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound in his ears. The sharp sound pierced his head and eardrums, penetrated his heart, just like the sound of a fierce ghost crawling out of hell.

When I opened my eyes, the sounds disappeared. I shook my head and pressed my temples. Thinking that I was too tired, I closed my eyes again and was about to fall asleep, the sounds began to linger in my ears again.

Yi Yongming opened his eyes smartly again, and the one who didn't believe in evil started to sleep again, but it was still the same as before.

And a sense of fear arises deep in my heart.

He had no choice but to rush to rush.

As the sky was getting dark, he didn't know where to go, but only knew the direction towards Kyoto.

He didn't know that this nightmare would always linger with him... This was a nightmare that he would never get rid of.

The nightmare of resentful spirits also means that he may not be able to sleep in his life. Of course, there is not much left in his life.

"City Lord, this fire... is so weird!"

Mo Qingjian was still waiting outside Baimang Mountain. He heard the crazy woman's words and looked up at Baimang Mountain and said coldly: "The evil spirit is more than just a monster!"

"Is it because of those 50,000 soldiers?" The crazy woman also thought of a few points. The city lord said that there would be a punishment from heaven!

But she didn't know what the city lord's evil spirit had to do with the city lord's great cause. Even the heavenly punishment was the case with the Emperor of Daxia?

"Have he not woke up yet?"

Mo Qing answered the question simply and withdrew his gaze and turned away. This evil spirit was afraid that it would be difficult to suppress the resentful spirit formation, and it rose too quickly!

The crazy woman shook her head, "Not yet..." The Sect Master of the Fantasy Sect, the city lord said that he fell into a coma because the fantasy is awakening, and it is also the most vulnerable time. Since that's the case, why is the city lord not at this time...stop him?

The five sects have been investigating who destroyed the five realms back then.

In fact, this person is their city lord.

"Go and have a look."

After saying that, he turned around and thought to himself: I can only think of a way to remedy it.

"Go and ask the birth date and horoscope of the Emperor of Daxia clearly, and that woman's!"

That woman? The crazy woman paused and then realized that she should be talking about the saint.

"Yes!" He responded quickly, although he didn't know what he was going to do.

At this time, Lin Shuangyu, Yi Jiuxi and others were also on the way, traveling day and night. Since the old master could not change the status quo when he went back, he simply came with him to see if he could help.
To be continued...