The imperial palace secret room,

Three dragon-snake-like black smoke slowly lingered until it bound Xia Yan in the out of control.

Xia Yan did not struggle, his body seemed to be in a deep sleep, and his vigilant white hair fell smoothly on his shoulders, showing a quiet feeling like a silence.

It was not until this time that the three black smoke untied it and slowly retreated behind the emperor.

A hoarse and weird voice came from the ground: "He was already in a state of sleep, but only half an hour.

After half an hour, if he cannot get balance, he will fall into a greater out-of-control state."

The emperor nodded, his eyes turned to the woman in white, and said seriously: "You only have three incense sticks..."

The woman in white pursed her rosy lips, and a little confused appeared in her almond eyes.

Before that disaster, she spent most of her life practicing alone.

After the disaster, she endured humiliation and lived a life of silence.

During this period, she also thought about how humiliating she would suffer as a furnace.

But I never thought of such a situation...

Although she has a little understanding of this aspect, her perception is obviously not enough to support her to give a positive response with confidence.

So, the woman in white lowered her head shyly and said softly: "I'll do my best."

Seeing her hesitate, the emperor narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled gently, "By the way, Xia Yan can reach such a ghost cultivation level, which means he has great potential.

And he is a very simple person. As long as you treat him well, he will treat you well.

If he knew that he had lost control and had regained his strength, would he think...will he get close to you?

And if you can teach him well and help him formulate appropriate practice methods, his future will inevitably be limitless.

He can help you do something like this.

You endure humiliation and live, and would rather be a furnace than live, isn’t it just for the obsession in your heart?

And he is your hope for the future.”

The emperor was afraid that the woman in front of him would not do her best and would cause Xia Yan to suffer, or that the time would not end, so he used this to "inspire" her.

However, although this woman in white is in the fifth level of heaven, she obviously does not have so many twists and turns in her heart. In other words, if there are so many twists and turns, she would not be locked in the underground palace to make a furnace and cauldron so blankly.

She didn't even understand what the emperor meant, but just thought of what was about to happen for a while, and her little face turned red.

The emperor felt that he had let go of his empty stomach, but he didn't care. He understood after a change of thought. This fairy was probably "stupid" in practicing...

People who have reached a high level by relying on themselves to fight from the bottom to reach a high level are completely different from those who have been practicing sects to reach a high level.

So the emperor didn't say much, put a timed hourglass on the stone table, and left the secret room with three ghost shadows and stayed in the distance.

sand...

rustle...

The fine sand slowly dripped from the narrow entrance, urging the woman in white who was still reserved.

This woman is like a fairy who is out of the world, not close to the world, and she hides shyness in her bright eyes, even though Xia Yan has his head down and sleeps, but she still feels that the boy is looking at her...

She looked up and looked at him secretly, and saw that it was just a pale and thin boy. Even though he was asleep, there was still a stubbornness and obsession lingering around him.

"From the future, I will put everything on you...

Please...more advice."

Even though Xia Yan couldn't hear it, the woman in white still murmured softly.

She moved her steps and quickly walked to the table, blew out the candlelight, walked to Xia Yan in a trance, and took his hand.

At midnight in early autumn, the wind withered the green trees.

Between the heaven and earth, the fallen trees are bleak.

In the secret room that seemed like a prisoner, there was a sudden spring feeling.

The autumn moon seems to be unable to bear the shame, but is gently covered by the black clouds. The fish in the pond feels unable to bear the shame. With a "thump" sound, they are swallowed by the clear water and are hiding among the dark water plants.

When the three incense sticks passed, the door of the secret room opened, the girl in white walked out, blushed and shouted softly to the emperor in the distance: "I'm fine."

The black clouds flew away, and the bright moonlight fell again in the palace.

The girl stood beside the door of the secret room, her scattered hair made her look out for a little red face. Her red lips were moist, and she lowered her eyes to look at her slightly raised toes. Her emotions were indescribable.

Her power has disappeared, turning into a spiritual energy that balances the ghost energy in the young man's body. She will be completely bound to this young man in the future, but she knows nothing about the young man named Xia Yan.

But the emperor ignored her and hurriedly walked into the secret room. Three dark shadows were hidden in his shadow, making his shadow appear creeping and cold.

When he arrived in the secret room, the three black shadows turned into human forms again, surrounding Xia Yan's side and observing carefully.

a long time...

The strange sound of the remote sounded in the secret room.

"It is worthy of being the furnace cauldron at the fifth level of heaven, and the spiritual energy has balanced this ghost body."

"It's not surprising that balance is, what I wonder is what this ghost body is... why can it give me a sense of awe?"

"There is a smell of hell that is very light, it's just a feeling."

hell?

The emperor was stunned for a moment and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Several, please help me confirm whether my brother has been taken over?"

Chichichichi...

Three tall monsters with human-faced and snake-like figures dragged their long tails like black smoke to observe Xia Yan.

a long time...

Three hoarse and weird voices sounded one after another.

"No, he was not taken away."

"This is his own taste."

"Although we can't tell what kind of ghost body this is, we can completely confirm that he has not been taken over..."

What's your own taste?

The emperor frowned, pondered and thought.

The sound continued to spread quietly...

"Xia Sheng, did your brother have any abnormalities before?"

"Yes... Such a vision cannot be without precursors."

"Recalling it, maybe the answer is in seemingly ordinary little things."

The emperor was thinking very quickly, and he suddenly remembered the nightmare that his younger brother had since he was a child...

He stopped thinking, looked deeply at the boy who was still sleeping despite his balance, smiled, and asked directly: "How long does it take for him to wake up."

The strange voice replied: "It can be as short as three days, and it can be as late as half a month, but he is no longer in trouble, he just needs to adapt to this balance..."

"When he wakes up, he can control his own power."

“When will we start?”

The emperor said lightly: "Wait."

After the words came, another gust of demonic wind swept into the door outside, and the black shadow swam into the crack of the door, turning into a tall human form.

The emperor asked, "I'm back so late?"

"Go to Hefeng City and destroy the Red Blade Tower. It will take some time to go back and forth. The Red Blade Tower has taken action against him, so I will destroy them directly according to your suggestion."

The emperor's expression was slightly moved. He was very clear about the situation in all parties. He only understood many things one thing, but he did not intend to solve it completely. After all, any sharp blade requires the existence of a whetstone.

The shadows urged: "When will you enter the coffin?"

The emperor said: "Give me another hour, I need to explain something."

“Okay~~~”

...

...

The emperor spent some time meeting Bai Yumo. He didn't explain much. In addition to some aftermath, he only emphasized three additional things.

First, Xia Yan is a ghost cultivator with great potential.

Second, he was about to die, and after his death, Xia Yan succeeded to the throne, and she needed to become Xia Yan's queen at the right time, and serve as a regent before Xia Yan performs the crown ceremony, and at the same time give Xia Yan time to grow up. This is also acceptable to Taixu Immortal Sect.

Third, the woman in white can be arranged by Xia Yan's side, or even be Xia Yan's teacher, because she can guide Xia Yan in her practice.

Bai Yumo smelled something wrong, and her beautiful eyes moved slightly, looking at the woman in white not far away.

The woman also happened to look at her.

The two women's eyes were about to part with each other in the air, and they felt a little like fighting from afar.

After doing all this, the emperor asked Bai Yumo to return to his bedroom.

And he still has one last thing to do before entering the coffin...

Because he didn't know how long he could last after entering the coffin, so he wanted to remove the last hidden danger before leaving.

How could he let a woman use "dual cultivation" to "coerce" his younger brother?

Therefore, the emperor slowly ordered: "Give her a restriction so that she cannot mention today's affairs to anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow like a dragon and snake had already flew out, and the black smoke lit up directly on the woman's eyebrows like a finger.
Chapter completed!