409 Escape
As the jade seal exploded, it looked like a dazzling firework blooming above the head, with a lot of light and silver fire everywhere.
In the distant imperial city, Emperor Jing Yuan in the study vomited blood and fainted.
In the nearby villages, countless people shouted that the earth dragon turned over and fled around.
Houses collapsed and people were injured and killed.
With the destruction of this group of national destiny, disasters followed one after another, and the quiet town suddenly turned into a hell on earth.
The shouts and howlings penetrated the mountains and reached Jiang Xi's ears, which made her stunned.
In her eyes, what is reflected is not the wonderful scene of fireworks explosion, but the golden dragon of national fortune is churning in pain on the clouds, and the innocent people who have been implicated are unable to die under the laws of heaven.
If part of the national destiny is divided and there is still a chance to return it, the loss is only a small part, and the impact on the overall situation is limited.
That would be a real situation of damaging the country's fortunes at the cost of directly destroying the country's fortunes.
The first thing Jiang Xi thought of was that he was in the war-torn northern border.
Will suffer...
She had only had time to think so, and in a blink of an eye, she was dizzy and shook Fengshan as she kept shaking her feet.
Several yellow lights rushed over and tried to tie her up.
However, the power turned at the cost of national destiny hit her, and in a blink of an eye she was overwhelmed.
The rocks collapsed and the trees fell. Jiang Xi's slender and almost fragile figure disappeared into the cracked ground in an instant.
A smile finally appeared on Wuji Zhenren's pale face.
He leaped his feet and jumped out, but his heart suddenly felt arrogant, and he had a kind of ostentatiousness that no one else could do in the world!
So what if you are as powerful and noble as the witch master of the Jiang clan? You are still defeated by me!
When I seize the blood of the Jiang clan, my skills will surely increase greatly!
The fantastic future prompted Wuji Zhenren's excitement. He swung away the broken rocks and tried to find Jiang Xi's figure among the rugged ones, but he got nothing?
"Where are people?"
Wuji Zhenren's smile froze on his face, and in a blink of an eye it turned into anger.
He squeezed the only remaining Qihai in his body, and all the rugged rocks in the abbot were blown to pieces, but Jiang Xi was still missing. She seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
For Wuji Zhenren, this is like a duck that is about to fly!
He was furious and immediately returned to the other courtyard, only to find that his disciples did not even keep the Jiang tribe. Not only did he suffer heavy losses, he also let them all escape!
The wounded Yuheng stepped forward with the bleeding wound.
"Master, we..."
There was a crisp "pop".
Wuji Zhenren slapped Yuheng, who was already weak, and fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood.
Wuji Zhenren looked indifferently at the disciples raised by one.
"Baste! Even people can't be kept!"
Yuheng forced himself to keep his spirits, and lowered his head and said nothing.
Kaiyang, who was slightly injured, looked at this scene coldly, and waited for Wuji to curse Yuheng and vent his emotions before he came out.
"Master, the disciple immediately ordered people to chase and kill Jiang clan and others."
Wuji Zhenren's face was as cold as frost, and he was about to say that he was taking action himself.
Suddenly, a disciple sent a message to come and said that His Majesty had summoned him.
Wuji Zhenren's face was distorted, his hands were clenched into fists, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
He spent such a huge loss, his imperial edict was covered with dust, his national fortune was torn apart, and even he was seriously injured, he might have to be kept for a long time, but he ended up finding nothing!
The Wuji Zhenren, who was depressed, almost vomited blood.
But his mind was still calm, knowing that his use tonight would damage the country's fortunes, Emperor Jingyuan would have to be involved and sentient, and he had to go to the palace.
"Kaiyang, summon all the disciples and immediately chase and kill the Jiang tribe. Even if you dig three feet into Chang'an, you will find them for me!"
"Disciple obeys the order."
Wuji Zhenren left with her sleeves.
Kaiyang led the disciples of the Changsheng Sect to act without stopping.
At this time, in the dense forest of Fengshan, a figure that almost merged with the night was galloping rapidly.
It's a star.
And what he was holding was the half-drowning Jiang Xi.
Just at the critical moment, Ji Xing, who turned around, tried to help Jiang Xi block the attack on the country. He used his body as a shield and blocked Jiang Xi without hesitation.
Jiang Xi was also stunned at that time.
However, he quickly realized that he made seals behind Jixing with both hands, madly urging the power of the stars to block the powerful force.
The price is that the witch power in the body is almost dry.
Ji Xing had no choice but to be affected, but his injuries were much lighter than Jiang Xi.
Carrying the bloodline of Chiwei, he was as fast as the wind, and fled with Jiang Xi at the critical moment. At this moment, he even stepped on the wind and rain to rush into Chang'an.
Ji Xing is usually taciturn, which does not mean that he has no calculations in his mind.
He knew that the Changsheng Sect would inevitably chase them as quickly as possible, and it was very likely to launch a carpet-style search in Chang'an City. Therefore, their top priority was to rush into the city before the martial law in Chang'an became strict.
Without horses, he kept squeezing his internal force and jumped.
The rest of the Jiang tribe had already set off a quarter of an hour ago, and the speed was not slower.
At this speed, it is no problem to rush back to Chang'an without stopping.
During the bumpy period, Ji Xing also had to take care of Jiang Xi in his arms, for fear that she would feel uncomfortable, so he held her arms as calm as a rock.
But Jiang Xi was still awakened by shaking. She opened her eyes hard and just looked up and saw the increasingly scarlet and brilliant red leaves of the maple mountain under the hazy rainy night.
During the day, she also praised the red leaves of the maple mountain as the sea, which is a rare beauty.
But now, she only feels that every maple leaf here is dyed red by the blood of the Jiang tribe.
Disgusting, ugly, cruel, unbearable to witness.
This revenge... must be repaid!
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Wuji Zhenren suppressed his anxiety and did not even have time to go back to the national master's mansion to change his clothes. He rushed to Tai Chi Palace without stopping.
When he stepped into the palace, he realized that not long ago, Emperor Jing Yuan fainted from vomiting blood in the study.
This matter was not announced, and the concubines and ministers basically did not know it.
But the imperial city, which seemed as quiet as usual, had a faint undercurrent.
The imperial guards quietly mobilized the city gates, and the entire Chang'an was on high alert. Secret orders flew out one after another, and the military camps near Chang'an began to mobilize. Many actions were all to beware of the riots of the vassal kings in various places that might die now.
Strangely, except for the National Master Wuji Zhenren who secretly ordered the palace to enter the palace before Emperor Jingyuan fainted, the ministers of the three provinces were not there, and even the prince had not even entered the palace, which was simply indescribable.
Wuji Zhenren observed all this silently, stood silently outside the hall, waiting for Shang Pharmaceutical Bureau to treat Emperor Jingyuan.
Among the eunuchs and palace maids who came and went, Wuji Zhenren's blood-stained robes were particularly conspicuous.
But due to his injuries, even though he stood outside the hall, he kept his eyes closed. No one dared to come up and talk to him, and no one dared to question why Wuji Zhenren's clothes were like this.
This quietness lasted for a whole night.
Dawn breaks, and morning dew is cold.
Wuji Zhenren stayed outside the hall and remained motionless all night. There was finally movement in the hall that had been quiet.
Chapter completed!