"Honestly, what's going on with my body?"

After choking on a few mouthfuls of thick smoke, he rested in the tent for a long time but did not improve. Instead, it became more and more intense, and the coughing sounds became more and more. Yi Yongming could only cover the cough and prevent people from hearing it outside.

The imperial doctor came to ask in detail, but three of them were all the same expression.

No problem was found, I just said that I had choked on the cigarette.

But Yi Yongming himself knew that this was not the case. There was indeed something wrong with his body, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just knew.

"Back to the emperor... the emperor's body is indeed not abnormal, just have a good rest..."

The three imperial physicians were scared when they knelt on the ground, but they did not see anything wrong.

Yi Yongming didn't want to have troubles, so he endured his cough and waved his hand to let them retreat. A group of waste, if the situation was not for the special and he would not want to cause suspicion, would have let their heads fall to the ground long ago.

"Your Majesty, please be content with your doctor. The imperial doctor said it's okay."

After sending the imperial doctors out of the big tent, Zhao Yuanchu entered the tent and said carefully the words to comfort Yi Yongming.

Yi Yongming's face was still very ugly, and he was not as relieved as the imperial doctor's words. He held the small soft pillow next to him and coughed again.

Zhao Yuanchu became more and more afraid to hum and waited for the other party to finish coughing.

Seeing Yi Yongming like this, Zhao Yuanchu was very surprised. The imperial doctor said it was okay, but he just choked on cigarettes. Why did the emperor cough like this, and his face looked so ugly.

If an imperial doctor fails, he won’t even be able to see three. If there is really a disease that even an imperial doctor cannot see, then... Zhao Yuanchu thought of this and his heart suddenly swelled up. If the emperor had a good job, he would not be able to gain a foothold in Daxia. Only then did he think that there seemed to be too many people he offended.

It seems that when you observe the situation at all times, it will be a good idea to escape.

"Let you keep an eye on them, watch me carefully, and report any abnormal movements immediately."

Yi Yongming finally stopped coughing and secretly pressed down the soft pillow in his hand, forcing a little bit of energy to make himself look good when he speaks.

"Don't worry, my elders have already been staring at me." The emperor looked at me, except for coughing, nothing was particularly wrong. Maybe he was thinking too much.

"Well, go out. Since the imperial doctor said it's okay, maybe I'm tired for a few days. By the way, go and ask me to make a bowl of soup and follow the Queen's recipe."

Yi Yongming suddenly wanted to drink the soup made by the queen, but he didn't drink it for some days. He really thought about it. The soup made by the queen is indeed better than others.

I also thought about the Queen's soup, and it seems that the Emperor is really not in trouble.

After Zhao Yuanchu withdrew, Yi Yongming left the soft pillow in his hand. OK, this pillow is dark brown, and the blood is not obvious when he comes to the door. Only then can he hide it and cough up blood! He coughs up blood, but is he just choking on cigarettes? A bunch of waste! Waste!

What happened to him? Even the imperial doctor couldn't see what happened to him.

Looking at the blood on the soft pillow, it is impossible to say that you are not afraid. The higher you are, the more you are, the more you cherish your life.

Thinking of this, Yi Yongming immediately let go of the soft pillow, sat cross-legged and used his internal energy to regulate his breathing. No matter what disease it was, it was fine. He still had a hidden dragon in the abyss. He had internal energy, how could he die easily...

At this time, Yi Yongming had no time to think about General Li and others who were walking in front and blocking Jiuhua's troops.

I don’t know what happened in Baimang Mountain not far from his camp.

Except for the last team of soldiers and horses that Zhao Yuanchu brought out, all of them were buried in the fire, and none of them survived.

In addition to those who were ordered to intercept the people, the soldiers who returned to the camp were sitting or standing in a daze, and their eyes were all falling in the direction of Baimang Mountain.

The raging fire made them forget that it was already dark at this moment.

It was bright, and everyone's eyes were filled with flames. Such a large mountain, I don't know how many days or nights the fire would burn, and there were those who were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

They didn't know what kind of battle they were fighting, and they were swallowed by fire before they even fought with each other.

When they thought of being burned to death by the fire, the soldiers showed a look of fear on their faces.

They don’t know what the fire is going on, let alone what the people are doing to die. If they know, they don’t know what their mood is now.

Mo Qingjian, who was traveling through the flames, wanted to set up a formation to temporarily suppress the evil spirits in the sky, but he could not do anything. The mountain was too big, and there was almost no place to stay. Even if his inner body was thick, he was not a dragon god after all, but he had reached this world and could not fly over this sea of ​​fire.

Even those who want to kill the Emperor of Daxia will wait until the fire is put out.

There are many holes in the lapel of the body, all of which are burned by Mars. When you shuttle through the sea of ​​fire, you can't avoid it.

After a while, I was forced back by the fire.

The hands behind the back were clenched into fists.

After looking at the sea of ​​fire, I looked up at the sky again. The stars in the sky were unusually bright, and the perseverance around me became heavier and heavier.

The light green sky evil light was attached to the flames. With his power, even if the fire stopped, it might not be able to cover the sky evil spirit here. Where is she now? She was already implicated by this sky complaint? No, he thought of a way, Hua Jin, you must not have anything to do! Before finding you and recasting the dragon soul for you, there must not be anything to do. If you wait, I will find you soon.

The sky has been restarted, and it will be much easier for him to find her trace.

If it weren't for an accident here, he would have been on the way to find her.

"City Lord!"

It was the voice of the crazy woman. She didn't go to deal with the secret sect, so why did she come back? Her eyebrows sank and turned around and was about to scold her, but she saw the old man holding her beside her.

"What's wrong with Lao Mu?" Didn't he go back to Zetian City? How did he come back like this?

The medicine cauldron was damaged, wait... Why did he have the residual aura of the breath of the true dragon on his body? With a blink of an eye, the man was already at a distance of old wood.

"City Lord, on the way to the Secret Sect, she met Lao Mu. His briskness was not very good. He had fainted for nearly an hour." With such severe injuries, she couldn't think of anyone who could do more, so she didn't dare to hesitate, so she quickly took him to see the city lord.

Mo Qingjian raised his hand and landed on the old man Mu's back. After a while, Lao Mu opened his eyes slightly and saw the crazy woman and Mo Qingjian beside him, and immediately struggled to get up.

"I pay homage to the city lord...I am incompetent...I am injured like this!"

"Who hurts!"

This is what Mo Qingjian wants to ask the most, and he knows the most now. He doesn't want to hear anything else.

I'm really curious, who it is.

Perhaps, it's the same purpose as yourself?

After all, there is no real secret in this world. He may not be able to discover her secrets, because he can't think of other reasons for a moment. As far as he knows, she didn't have any so-called friends at the time of the Dragon Clan... As for her relatives... no one would come because of her.

Marrying... She should have had no memory yet, that is, her strength has not been fully awakened. Otherwise, with her temperament, it would be hard to believe who she would marry...

Marrying? Humph, if he remembers correctly, she should have a engagement with her.

Although the two tribes had already formed their engagement, he did not have any seals on the marriage contract at the beginning, and there was no limit on it. As for the Princess Qizhi, who has achieved the alliance of Baishou, what does it have to do with him now? The alliance of Baishou... He did not regard it as a contract by himself, so there would be a way to resolve it.

Let's deal with it when you go back.

The strange smile on Mo Qingjian's face and what he said just now, what exactly does it mean? Who is coming?

There is no need to go to Secret Sect and Zetian City? Didn’t the city lord say that you should speed up your entry into the city? How...

The two of them were wondering, but they saw Mo Qingjian suddenly covering her chest and huh, falling straight to the ground.

The two old men were really scared, shocked, and shouted together: "City Lord!"

Mo Qingjian lay on the ground, raised his hand hard, and signaled them not to get close.

Take a deep breath and cursed inwardly!

The two people standing behind him who were in a stalemate and dared not move at all, their hearts trembled by the murderous aura that suddenly emanated from his body.

What happened to the city lord?

Recently, there are many strange things about the city lord, but they have no idea.

"It's okay! You guys go."

He needed someone to adjust his breathing. Damn it. As he expected, the Huacai must have discovered that his dragon soul was not in the retreat hole and was trying to use the power of the Whitehead Alliance to find where his dragon soul was.
Chapter completed!