The daily life of the villain

Chapter 43 Undercurrent
"Little Du Langjun! Little Du Langjun has arrived!" Eunuch Li shouted, and the whole Zhengyang Palace fell silent.

The young man in green hurriedly stepped into the palace gate, with a calm expression on his face, and walked towards the bedroom with ease.

"How is the emperor's situation?" Du Beiya asked lightly.

Eunuch Li cried and mourned: "Little Du Lang, hurry up, the emperor has already taken the medicine you prescribed, but the situation still hasn't improved."

"Silver needle." Du Beiya said lightly, "All the idlers go out."

After the words fell, Du Beiya's eyes flickered, and he turned to look at the middle-aged man in Taoist robe standing beside the dragon bed. When he was looking at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's eyes were also looking up and down. with him.

"Little Du Langjun, this is Lord Zhao Guoshi." Eunuch Li hurried over and explained.

Du Beiya didn't speak, the person in front of him gave him a very bad feeling.

The two of them just looked at each other without any kindness in their eyes, as if their swords were going to be on the verge of breaking out in the next second, the atmosphere in the air froze instantly.

Looking at the current situation of the two of them, Eunuch Li felt anxious from the bottom of his heart, but neither of them could be offended by him, so he didn't dare to say a word.

In the end, it was Zhao Fanyong who laughed lightly, and said lightly: "I heard that Mr. Du Langjun's medical skills are excellent, so let's treat the emperor as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fanyong left the house with a group of people.

Eunuch Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly handed the silver needle to Du Beiya, then stood aside quietly waiting for orders.

"You go down too." After Du Beiya took the silver needle, he said calmly without looking at him again.

Here, Qiao Youxue once again came to Jiying Palace.

Only Zhao Fanyong and the two children lived in Jiying Palace, and they were not there at this time, but the gate of Jiying Palace was wide open, and the formation that restrained countless spirit bodies was still in operation, Qiao Youxue deeply Sighing, he held his breath and walked towards Jiying Palace.

Inside Zhengyang Hall, Zhao Fanyong's eyes were fixed on the closed gate, and a dagger was about to be unsheathed under the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

As long as Du Beiya leaked a trace of spiritual energy, he would immediately rush in and kill him to death!
One night passed like this. In the silent night, the people of Yueshen City would have known that the palace was already in chaos...

The first ray of sunlight in the morning appeared with the sound of the palace bell, and overnight, white was hung up and down the palace, and the carriage that Du Beiya was sitting in when he came slowly drove out of the palace gate.

Inside the Zhengyang Hall, Zhao Fanyong rushed in with a look of surprise, picked up the hand of the cold corpse on the dragon bed and began to search, doubts flashed in his eyes.

It's strange, that Du Beiya didn't use a trace of spiritual energy for the whole night, and there was no trace of the elixir wandering in the emperor's meridians. What's going on? Isn't he a member of Qingyun Sect?
A ray of light suddenly flashed in the dark eyes, and Zhao Fanyong's face changed instantly.

Oops!

I saw his figure flicker, and immediately ran towards the direction of Jiying Palace.

In front of the gate of Jiying Palace, I saw Kuru lying in front of the main entrance dripping with blood, Zhao Fanyong hurriedly walked over, sniffed Kuru's breath, saw that he was still alive, and quickly asked: "What's the matter? !"

"Xiu Nu... When I came back, a fat Xiu Nu broke in..." Ku Ru heard Zhao Fanyong's voice, slowly opened his eyes, and said weakly.

Zhao Fanyong's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he immediately walked towards the main hall.

Walking into the main hall, I didn't pay attention to other places, and walked straight to a certain place in the inner hall, only to see that the formation that I put to protect the jade box had been broken, and the jade box was opened, and the contents inside were broken. Also disappeared.

"Bastard!" Zhao Fanyong kicked away the stool next to him fiercely, cursed, his whole face darkened instantly, and shouted: "Come on, find me all the beautiful girls!"

"The whole city is under martial law!"

Because of the death of the emperor, the entire city of Yueshen City was under martial law. Teams of officers and soldiers cleaned up the people walking on the street. After a while, all the people went home.

Qiao Youxue's body was covered with terrifying scars, as if she had just crawled out of a river of blood.

The meridians all over her body were severely injured, and the power of the formation should not be underestimated. Even without Zhao Fanyong's control, she was still able to operate on her own, not to mention the various organs arranged in Jiying Palace. Going to Jiying Palace almost killed half of her life.

Fortunately, the boy who suddenly appeared was just an ordinary mortal, and she managed to escape from the palace after spending some effort.

It's a pity that it's dawn now, and there are too many wounds on his body, without the spiritual power to protect his heart, the blood may not be able to stop...

Qiao Youxue leaned weakly against the side wall, looked at the "Twelve Shapes of Fuji and Wood" in her hand, raised the corner of her bloodstained mouth slightly, and then put the book into her arms with difficulty.

Fortunately... Fortunately, I found it.

"The whole city is under martial law!"

The loud voice came again, Qiao Youxue's eyes moved, she must not be caught in this state, that boy has seen her face, if Zhao Fanyong catches her, she will really die up.

Thinking of this, Qiao Youxue forced herself to take a step forward, but the wound on her body made her lose her strength for a while.

"Pangxue, come up!"

Suddenly a voice came from beside her ears, and she saw a carriage stopped directly beside her, and a young man wearing an exquisite silver mask walked out of it, and stretched out her hand to her.

"Du Beiya?" Qiao Youxue called out weakly.

Du Beiya slightly pursed her lips, and then helped her into the carriage.

"Go home." After getting into the carriage, Du Beiya ordered lightly.

Once in the carriage, Qiao Youxue couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

When she woke up, she was lying on a simple bed. The wound on her body had been bandaged up, and the bleeding had stopped. Qiao Youxue moved her body and grinned instantly in pain.

"You look like this, are you still moving around?"

A pleasant voice came from beside her, Qiao Youxue's eyes moved slightly, and she saw the young man in green walking slowly with a bowl of soup in his hand, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Qiao Youxue watched him walking slowly, couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Du Beiya slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and continued, "Is it because you are an outsider?"

Qiao Youxue blinked lightly, and then said, "I look like this, don't you think I'm a monster or something?"

Come to think of it, Du Beiya should have guessed that she was the one who transmitted the voice last night, but he didn't expect that after hearing the voice, he didn't have a trace of panic on his face, and he didn't even show a trace of curiosity about her identity. rescued her in the street.

"You can't judge by appearance." Du Beiya said lightly, then walked over, put the medicine bowl aside, and came to help Qiao Youxue: "Get up and drink the medicine."

(End of this chapter)