Ling Tian was adept at martial arts, so everyone madly respected their emperor and their Ling Tian army.
Along the way, my ears were filled with the cheers of these people.
Everyone held their heads high and their faces showed no arrogance, just like an iron army.
Mu Chen and Feng Ming received the news in advance and hurriedly waited.
They were excited but their faces were still calm and expressionless.
Not long after, the emperor's unique aura came over, and the powerful aura did not diminish even though they were so far apart.
This square rooftop is a circular platform about ten feet long.
There are three rows of guards standing around it, holding flags in their hands.
In the middle of the platform, Mu Chen, as Prime Minister Lingtian, stands in the middle.
On both sides are civil and military officials.
Everyone is standing there.
With eager eyes, waiting for their emperor The army finally arrived and everyone knelt down to greet their king "Lingtian, Lingtian, Lingtian" everyone shouted Lingtian, their voices rising to the sky, making people's blood boil.
Di Jueshang was dressed in silver and strode forward.
His imperial aura made people surrender to him.
His iron-blooded and domineering attitude made people infinitely proud.
This was their emperor.
Behind him were Murong Wu Feng Yu and Feng Yin.
Murong Wu had an alluring appearance.
She was dressed in white and her black hair fluttered in the wind.
Although she had no expression, her aura was equally flamboyant and her iceberg posture was equally awe-inspiring, especially since she was so close to the emperor.
Jue Shang, one silver and one white, equally strong, looks extremely well matched Feng Yu, Feng Yin is wearing armor, and the aura on his body is not weak either.
Mu Chen walked out from among the officials and greeted him, "Emperor."
His elegant face was full of joy.
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Di Jueshang said sadly, "Go back to the palace."
"Go back to the palace" Mu Chen shouted loudly.
Back at Lingtian Palace, Mu Chen quickly called the medicine doctors from all over the country to Xuanji Palace, including a magician from Yunman who knew how to lift the forbidden spell.
Four days have passed, and Xuanji is still sleeping with no sign of waking up.
Murong Wu can feel that her life is constantly draining away, but she is just being forcibly locked by Di Jueshang.
This situation cannot be delayed any longer.
Xuanji was lying on the bed at this time, her clothes had been changed into her favorite cyan color, and with the light cyan bed curtain gauze, she looked more like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world, but her silver hair was still dull.
Di Jueshang stood aside with a cold look, letting the medicine doctors examine him.
Behind him were magicians from Ling Tian and Yun Man.
The medicine doctors were frightened.
The emperor was in a very bad mood.
The air conditioner kept blowing out as if for free.
Even the woman following the emperor was so cold.
But that's not what's scary.
What's scary is that they don't know what kind of disease the princess is suffering from, which frightens these medicine doctors into cold sweats.
They are afraid that Emperor Jueshang will be angry and drag them out to behead them.
In fact, Di Jueshang and the others also knew that even he could not do anything, and these medicine doctors could not do anything to save him.
They came to them just as a precaution.
Di Jueshang waved his hand and told them to step back and let the magician come over.
The medicine doctors had to order them to leave quickly, for fear that Di Jueshang would regret it.
The magicians all knew what Emperor Jueshang asked them to do.
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They were magicians, so naturally they were here to solve the magic.
They just didn't know what kind of magic the princess had fallen into.
One of the older men put his hand on Di Xuanji's pulse.
He paused for a moment, took out a golden needle from the medicine box he carried with him, rolled up the clothes on Xuanji's arm, and quickly pricked a needle in the crook of the arm. , the blood spurts out as if out of control, the bright colors are like the light-colored demon lotus that has just bloomed.
Xuanji had lost too much blood before and could no longer lose anything at this time.
The magician took out a yellow paste and applied it to the golden needle.
The yellow ointment quickly formed a thin layer when it came into contact with the skin, like oil paper attached to the blood.
Stop the out-of-control blood.
Then he slowly twisted the slender silver needle, gently twisted it twice, and quickly pulled it out.
The blood spurted out uncontrollably again.
The magician quickly applied a green ointment on the crook of the arm, and the green ointment quickly formed into a thin piece of paper, temporarily stopping the bleeding
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