The more pious ones fell to their knees on the spot.
No one needs to explain, the residents of Fufeng City all have a clear understanding:
King Baoshu was angry.
The supreme ruler of the Baoshu Kingdom has always had a good temper. He spends eleven months of the year in seclusion and dormancy. This is the first time for most residents to feel its wrath.
The Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty had just left Baiyun Mountain two quarters of an hour ago. At this time, he ordered the carriage to turn around and immediately rushed back to see him.
"My king, what happened?"
"Spiritual species!" The lake in Baiyun Mountain was no longer calm. The wind was high and the waves were violent, and waves hit the shore. The spectacular crown of the Baoshu King also swayed in the strong wind. "The connection between me and the spiritual species was suddenly severed!
How can this be?"
Tang Guoxiang said cautiously: "Did the escort team encounter an accident?"
"At this time, they should reach the Gale Tundra." King Baoshu's voice was still full of anger, "Even if the spiritual seed is kidnapped, I should be able to sense its general direction!"
When the spiritual seed that took thirty-six years of energy to nurture disappears, how can you teach it to be calm?
"Could it be that the spiritual seed has been..." gone? It was difficult for Tang Xiangguo to say these words.
"No, it's still alive." King Baoshu was a little confused, "But I just can't sense its location."
How could this be true?
It can sense the status of every tree guard in the country.
"Send someone immediately, I want to know what happened!"
…
The hinterland of Feng Mo Mountain.
After all the chores were done, Fu Shanyue jumped down from the ground and interrogated the prisoners: "Where is the thing that the foolish king of Shan Yu Kingdom used to bribe Chi Yan?"
The envoy from Chiyan Kingdom gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Fu Shanyue didn't have the patience to wait for a reply. He had just picked up all the fragments on the mountainside, and then he realized that the spiritual seed had been lost, and he had been tricked by a boy riding a goat.
He was unhappy and vented his anger on the messenger, tearing off his ring finger and tearing off the ring amidst the screams.
Huh? Not this one, this is just an ordinary ruby ​​ring.
Fu Shanyue pulled out another finger and tried again.
Right this time.
He poured out the bloody storage ring. There was a mountain of debris inside, especially bottles and jars.
The envoy from Chiyan Kingdom had already fainted from the pain, and was slapped awake again by him: "Which one is it?"
The envoy from Chiyan Kingdom cursed before he could catch his breath: "My king treats you so generously, why do you...!"
Fu Shanyue cut off his finger again and sneered: "I don't want to listen to nonsense. Next time I will cut off your neck. As for the medicine, I can take my time to find it."
The envoy from the Chiyan Kingdom couldn't bear the pain, so he could only point to a small wooden bottle and said: "This, this is it!"
The bottle is only as long as the middle finger. It is hand-carved with wood and a branch of wintersweet is carved on it. It still doesn’t look very eye-catching.
But it has a gold paint seal.
Is the packaging so crude? Fushan Yue was doubtful: "Seriously?"
"It's true, it's true!" The envoy from Chiyan Kingdom kept breathing in, "This is what the envoy from Shanyu Kingdom gave me at Liushe Inn!"
Fu Shanyue rolled his eyes: "I've given you all the gifts, so there should be a letter, right?"
"Yes, yes." The envoy from Chiyan Kingdom pulled out a golden letter from a pile of documents with difficulty. The lacquer seal on the letter was intact. "This is a letter from Lord Shanyu to my king."
Fu Shanyue grabbed it and tore it open, took out the letter paper, first confirmed the signature and seal, then took a few glances at the content and murmured: "It's really..."
He turned the vial in his hand, removed the stopper and took a sniff.
There was a light red liquid inside, and there was a strange fragrance that hit his face, which made Fushan more and more excited and wanted to drink it all in one gulp.
This feeling is very strong, not much worse than Emperor Liujian.
It seems that this is really the case. After so much effort, the plan was not smooth from the beginning of Sanxinyuan. Fortunately, everything is finally back on track and the things are in hand.
Fushan became more and more relieved and asked the Chiyan envoy: "Do you know what's inside?"
The Chiyan envoy shook his head blankly: "I don't know, I only received the order to bring it back."
"Then it's useless for you."
With a click, Fu Shanyue broke the messenger's neck.
Almost at the same time, with a flick of his left hand, the bottle was taken away!
Fu Shanyue was so surprised that he bent his left hand into a claw and grabbed it backwards.
The movement was so fast that the sound of cracking silk could even be heard in the air, but it was not too loud in the hinterland of Feng Mo Rock where the strong wind was howling.
But the thief retreated even faster. He saw a shadow moving backwards, suddenly standing on the outermost edge of the cave, and taking another step to jump to the mountainside.
"It's you." It's the guy riding the sheep just now.
Fushan became more and more angry: "You have already stolen the spiritual seed, and you want to steal my things again?"
This is intolerable!
"Is this yours? Not from the Chiyan Kingdom?" He Lingchuan also imitated his previous actions and put the wooden bottle under his nose and smelled it.
Fu Shanyue has staged such a big battle, from killing the envoys of the Ning Ling Kingdom in the Sanxin Plateau to releasing the wind demons in the Gale Tundra to attack the Baoshu Kingdom escorts. Everything is a ruthless job, but is it just to seize this small bottle?
It's rude to come back and not reciprocate. He Lingchuan is also a person who seizes opportunities and never lets them go.
Just now he used Bo Shanjun's snake skin to hide himself from the side, and also used the magical power of stubbornness to hide his aura, and combined with the interference of the strong wind outside, he was able to hide it from Fu Shanyue's ears, eyes and nose.
But this smell in the bottle, this unique and sweet smell, was somewhat familiar to He Lingchuan. Where did he smell it?
He frowned.
However, he did not have the urge to drink it all in one gulp like Fu Shanyue did.
Fu Shanyue stood up loudly, pointed at the envoy from Chiyan Kingdom and said word by word: "Return the bottle, otherwise your end will be even worse than him."
He walked step by step, like a leopard ready to attack. Anyone who had seen him take action would not doubt the weight of these words.
But He Lingchuan waved his hand: "Wait a minute!"
A strange look appeared on his face because he finally remembered where the smell came from.
"What do you want with this thing?"
Yes, he went to Wenxuan Pavilion to look up books in his dreams these days, and went to Wenxian Hall to find an expert to explain his doubts. He wanted to know what kind of monster Fu Shanyue was.
The appearance is exactly the same as that of humans, but the demon power is very strong, and it also likes to absorb the essence and blood of monsters or humans.
There really is such a kind of monster that meets the above requirements, but strictly speaking it is not a monster, but a monster.
This is Ba.
After death, a person turns into a corpse by chance and walks around the world without fear of sunlight.
The conditions for the formation of demons are harsh, and even in ancient times they were very rare. In today's world, well, they can probably be entered into exhibition halls.
He Lingchuan did not expect that he was so lucky, and it was rare for him to become an enemy.
Seeing that Fu Shan was about to step forward, He Lingchuan tilted the bottle outward: "Take another step forward and I'll pour it."
Below is the crack in the ground. No matter how powerful Fushan is, he can't save the liquid in the bottle.
He had no choice but to stop: "This thing is useless to you, but it is the key to my breakthrough."
"The key to your breakthrough?" He Lingchuan felt even more strange, "You are a demon. Even if you rely on external force, isn't the key to your breakthrough being blood-sucking?"
"certainly."
He Lingchuan frowned: "Do you know what this is?"
Fushan Yue didn't answer.
He Lingchuan immediately tipped the bottle.
Fu Shanyue could only say: "It is said that there are still a few dragon eggs of real dragons left in the world. These are the fetal blood and bone marrow extracted from the eggs."
To be continued...