Chapter 92 Fusion

In the black jade coffin, the blood-colored film has been completely attached to the body of the eldest princess, tightly stitched, flowing with different colors of brilliance, waiting for the arrival of the final moment.

With the formal integration of Yuanying's body and body, Xuanyuanbi finally picked up all the memories after becoming Yuanying's body. A tear slipped from the corners of her eyes, and her mood turned a thousand times.

However, just as the memory of being the eldest princess of the town was about to emerge in her mind, another black force suddenly rushed out of the depths of her consciousness and beat her out, not allowing her to explore.

"No, don't come here!" A voice full of sadness floated out, and the black power was woven into a net, firmly surrounding the last part of the memory, and not allowing others to cross the thunder pool.

When Xuanyuanbi was attacked in the sea of consciousness, the Lingyun sword, which was lying beside her, trembled slightly, and then turned into a light into her consciousness.

Xuanyuanbi, who was beaten back, was retreating quickly, and a pair of powerful arms appeared from behind her, gently holding her in her arms.

"Your Highness, be careful." The mellow voice of the person came shocked Xuanyuan Bi, and a spontaneous sense of familiarity made her couldn't help looking back.

He is a twenty-seven or eight-old young general, wearing silver armor and a silver helmet. There is a pair of clear eyes hidden in his murderous spirit, and his eyes are full of loyalty.

Xuanyuanbi had not had time to make any reaction, but when the black force sensed the arrival, there was a violent fluctuation, but it soon returned to calm. Xuanyuan Bi obviously felt that the sadness emanating from it was a little stronger.

"You are..." Although he is familiar with it, but he can't find the relevant memory in his mind. Xuanyuanbi can only ask.

"Ling Yun, the general who protects the country, it's too late to protect your highness. Please forgive me." General Ling Yun knelt on one knee and was loyal to Xuanyuanbi.

"Ling Yun? My sword is also called Ling Yun, is it..."

"It's the last general." General Ling Yun nodded and said, "In order to follow Your Highness forever, the last general has been waiting for Your Highness for a long time."

"You have imprisoned your arrogant soul on that sword, right?" He opened his arms and circled General Ling Yun in his arms. Xuanyuan's face was on the cold silver helmet, showing his sadness.

General Ling Yun's body was shocked, and he still answered firmly: "The last general will not regret. Your Highness, please don't blame yourself.

"I'm afraid it's not me who you swore to protect." Turning around and looking at the black net, Xuanyuanbi had a feeling in her heart that the young general was inextricably entangled with the former town princess.

"For the last general, you are your highness in front of you, and the person who will protect you is also you."

When General Ling Yun said this sentence, a sigh came from the depths of the black net, and there was no movement after that.

On the other hand, at the top of the towering peach tree, the peach suddenly lost its power when it was about to mature. Seeing that it was about to wither, the concubine's sword buzzed, and unexpectedly absorbed the aura of heaven and earth through itself, and then transmitted the transformed power to the peach.

The peach absorbs the hard-won power and is closer to the edge of maturity.

In the black jade coffin, the body that has been sleeping for thousands of years is crazily absorbing the power transmitted from the tree roots. It was an incredible force for others, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea in this body, which did not cause any waves.

Time has passed slowly. The withered yellow of the towering peach tree has spread from the crown to the bottom. All the leaves of the whole peach tree have turned golden yellow and are still in the process of further withering. Even the trunk began to show cracks, and in the depths of the cracks in the trunk, the bright red color flashed faintly.

On the ground, the Taoist priest in white, Zhou Chongxiao and others looked at the change of the peach tree and were a little worried.

Although the people in Yunyuan knew that Tao Qingqing had been killed by the Taoist priest in white, as long as her real body was still there, they still had the idea that the eldest sister could come back to life. Now watching the peach tree wither step by step, everyone's heart is really uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid I can't stand it." Zhou Chongxiao began to worry when he saw that the peach tree withered faster and faster, and there was still some time before the critical moment of Tiangou eclipse the moon.

If Xuanyuanbi's body can't get enough strength during the ceremony, it is still difficult to get out of the shackles of the black jade coffin.

"I think Taoer will definitely survive until that time." The Taoist priest in white is gambling on Tao Qingqing's love for the protection of Xuanyuanbi deep into his bones.

In the imperial palace, Xuanyuan was sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the body of Xuanyuanjin, who had completely lost his life, and his heart was in pain.

His brother is only fourteen years old, which should be a happy age, but he has been carrying too many things since he was a child because of the damn curse. Now, for the sake of the stability of the imperial dynasty, he can't even announce the news that his beloved brother has passed away, and he can't give him a grand funeral.

He also deeply remembers the night when his father recalled his brother to Xuanyuan Palace six years ago.

The little king Jing looked at everyone at the banquet with cold eyes. His indifferent temperament and arrogant look made none of the civil and military officials dare to come forward to toast him - even if the emperor had given the order to toast.

Two years later, my father went to the fairy.

He succeeded to the throne, and the princesses in the royal family began to die one after another. People have long been very familiar with the royal curse, and they have been talking with strange eyes that he, a benevolent monarch, will kill blood relatives like other emperors.

He can't argue.

At the moment when the people's grievances were boiling and the officials were centrifugal, King Jing returned.

The return of Prince Jing, the only remaining prince of the royal family, is naturally eye-catching. He has the dignity of the prince and the nobleness of the practitioner. As soon as he returned to the court, he was already the avehes of the people and the ministers supported him.

Xuanyuan Dayu doesn't care that his brother is so popular. In his eyes, the supreme power of the Ninth Five-Year Plan is not as intimate as the warmth of family.

People are speculating whether this Prince Jing does not know a certain moment, and he will be brutally attacked by the emperor like the princes of other dynasties.

However, to everyone's surprise, Prince Jing made a statement as soon as he opened his mouth: life and death support the current emperor.

Although people are puzzled, it is enough for King Jing to live in the present and help the emperor wholeheartedly.

Only in the dead of night, Xuanyuan Day will look at the increasingly ferocious half of his face and cry in Xuanyuanjin's bedroom.