Cao Yi was the only one left in the room at this moment.
He looked at Sikong Jing and sighed: "The doctors all said there was nothing they could do. They even said that the coach had already died once. It was a miracle that he could be revived for half a day."
His voice was extremely hoarse, his eyes were red, and he was trying not to shed tears.
Sikong Jing did not take off the Dark Wing mask. He was silent for a while and then said: "It's my fault, Mo Ci came here for me."
"No, it's the eldest prince."
Cao Yi shook his head heavily: "Ji Tan doesn't know where you are at all. He is just using Mo Ci to kill the Beigong coach. Even without you, Ji Tan will have other means. I'm afraid this bastard still wants to do harm to Your Majesty.
ah."
Even though Cao Yi said this, Sikong Jing still felt very sorry and sighed softly.
"Now, what should we do?"
Cao Yi clenched his fist tightly and continued: "If Ji Tan knew that the coach was not dead, he would definitely have other methods."
"He must be afraid that the coach will go back and report to His Majesty. I'm afraid that in the next few days, even if coach Beigong's life is relieved, what we have to face will be Ji Tan's horrific assassination."
Sikong Jing deeply agreed with this.
Ji Tan would never dare to let Beigong Pioneer see Emperor Changye again.
Maybe it was an assassination, maybe it was to let Mo Ci leave and come back.
As for the report of the Black Burning Army, it would probably be difficult to reach Emperor Chang Ye, and it would definitely be intercepted by Ji Tan midway.
It is conceivable how heavy the pressure on Cao Yi was due to external attacks and internal enemies.
Suddenly, Sikong Jing's voice suddenly turned cold: "The best way now is to abandon the Twelve Provinces of Youyuan and return to the capital."
Cao Yi's whole body was shaken wildly, and he looked at Sikong Jing with a wry smile and said: "Coach Beigong, I won't agree."
He said that, but did not explain why the coach did not agree.
But Sikong Jing's heart was as clear as a mirror. He knew deeply that Beigong Pioneer was loyal to the Long Night Empire and cared for the people of the Long Night Empire. It was impossible for Beigong Pioneer to give up on the Twelve States of Youyuan.
Therefore, this solution is completely unworkable.
And Sikong Jing didn't feel any discomfort in his heart. This was the character of Beigong Xianfeng, and he could only admire him.
"Actually, if I die, there won't be any assassination."
Just when the two of them were silent, Beigong Xianfeng's voice suddenly came from the bed, still weak and hoarse.
The two of them felt a slight tremor all over their bodies and rushed forward.
Cao Yi asked for help in various ways, while Sikong Jing directly checked the situation by checking his pulse.
Unfortunately, Beigong Xianfeng's health is even worse than before.
"Ajing, I know my situation best. I won't survive until the sun comes up tomorrow."
Beigong Pioneer looked at Sikong Jing and still smiled calmly in the face of impending death.
Then, he said deeply: "Now, I have something to explain."
"First of all, it's about the Twelve Provinces of Youyuan. I feel relieved to have you here, but...Ji Tan will definitely send a new coach here."
Having said this, he looked deeply at Sikong Jing: "They will definitely eliminate dissidents, and at the same time they will definitely want to subdue you. When the time comes, you should agree first. For the sake of the Twelve Provinces of Youyuan, and for your majesty, I hope you can temporarily
Forbearance.”
In this regard, Sikong Jing remained silent... He was really not used to forbearing.
Seeing Sikong Jing's expression, Beigong Pioneer could only smile bitterly and looked at Cao Yi again.
"The same goes for you, pretending not to know about Ji Tan's ambitions, swearing allegiance to him, and then looking for opportunities to secretly report his ambitions and treachery to His Majesty."
"Remember not to be impulsive, otherwise many people will die."
Having said this, Beigong Pioneer turned his head again and looked at Sikong Jing.
"The second thing is that I deceived Mo Ci and said that in order to take my family away from me, you agreed to go to the War Soul Dynasty to kill Gong Yangying... Mo Ci will definitely wait for you at the War Soul Dynasty. Remember not to
go."
Sikong Jing's eyes flashed when he heard this, but he still didn't answer.
"By the way, Mo Ci also threatened to kill my whole family if I cheated on her..."
"Ajing, I ask you to let the Changye Sacred Dragon Palace protect my family."
At the end, Beigong Xianfeng opened his cloudy old eyes and stared deeply at Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing raised his head fiercely, his whole body was shaking wildly, and finally nodded heavily. It was his duty to protect Beigong Xianfeng's family.
"A Jing, whether you can tolerate it or not depends on your own thoughts. You can resume your identity as Sikong Jing and leave at any time, but please promise me again... no matter what the future holds, you will definitely protect the Evernight Empire."
Having said this, Beigong Xianfeng suddenly stood up.
He stared at his old eyes and said solemnly: "Ji Tan may die, but his bloodline cannot be broken in the long night. Thank you..."
After the last word "thank you" fell, Beigong Xianfeng lay down heavily on the bed again, gradually losing his breath. Even when he breathed his last breath, he was still thinking about the Empire of the Night.
"Coach!"
Cao Yi finally lost control and roared wildly, tears streaming down his face.
Sikong Jing clenched his fists tightly, his whole body was shaking violently, and his eyes were extremely red.
In vain, Sikong Jing shouted coldly at Beigong Pioneer: "Although I am a member of the Long Night Empire, I was born in the Canglong Small Territory. I have only known the Canglong Small Territory since I was a child. The survival of the Long Night Empire has nothing to do with me?"
His voice made the whole room vibrate.
Cao Yi, who was in the process of collapse, suddenly raised his head and shouted in disbelief: "Sikong Jing, you..."
Then Sikong Jing rushed forward again, pulled Beigong Pioneer's body, and roared: "I don't have the time or energy to protect your Evernight Empire. My future is not just the Evernight Empire."
"So, you fucking wake up, it's your job to protect the Evernight Empire!"
After the last sentence came out, Cao Yicai regained his emotions and looked at Sikong Jing blankly, with tears streaming down his face.
Sikong Jing roared like this just to want Coach Beigong to wake up, but it was impossible.
Suddenly, Sikong Jing turned around with red eyes and said to Cao Yi: "Deputy Commander Cao, you go out first. I want to give Coach Beigong the final treatment and I want him to come back to life."
"I, Sikong Jing, don't want or want anyone to die because of me, I can't!"
His voice came out from between his teeth...
Cao Yi looked at him blankly, smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Sikong, don't be like this, Coach Beigong has already..."
"Please, get out!"
A few words came out, and Sikong Jing gave off a domineering aura that was hard to refuse. This kind of domineering Cao Yi had only seen in Beigong Xianfeng, and he was stunned for a moment.
Finally, he nodded deeply, exited the room and closed the door.
Sikong Jing slowly turned around, his eyes suddenly returned from the madness to extremely calm, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Turtle, no matter what, I want to give it a try."
In the Heavenly Prison of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Divine Turtle said: "As the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts wishes."
After saying this, the turtle condensed a drop of extremely clear water in front of its eyebrows.
"Lord of all beasts, this drop of water is called the Xuanwu Spring."
"It is a drop of clear spring in my Lingtai Consciousness Sea. I have reduced it to its weakest state at this moment. After you take it into your body, you must guard the Lingtai Consciousness Sea to the death, otherwise you will also collapse and die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuanwu Spring was shot out by the divine turtle, emerged from the Heavenly Hell of Beasts, and merged into the center of Sikong Jing's eyebrows.