Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao stood aside silently, his eyes burning brightly. He stared at Jiu Lao's slightly weathered face, quietly observing every subtle change in his body. Jiu Lao, this powerful man who was once famous all over the world, is now like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a little turmoil in his heart, but he quickly calmed down and secretly felt lucky.

He was glad that these people from the Empress Palace were not as powerful as the rumors outside. Although they were cruel to Jiu Lao and showed no mercy in their attacks, Ling Xiao observed carefully and found that their attacks did not cause Jiu Lao irreparable injuries.

Although Jiu Lao's breath was weak, it was not cut off, which showed that he still had a glimmer of hope.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and said softly to Mr. Jiu: "Senior, don't worry. Although these people have caused you serious injuries, they are not incurable. Although your injuries are serious, they are not incurable." His tone He was full of determination and confidence, as if he had seen the moment when Jiu Lao stood up again.

"I promise to find a way to help you regain your strength." Ling Xiao continued, his eyes flashing with determination, "You shouldn't just leave the game sadly, you should have a more glorious future. Your life is full of legends. Color, your story should be told by more people.”

Ling Xiao's medical skills are not groundless, they come from what he learned from Yuan Zun. Although Yuan Zun has not yet awakened and cannot give him more help and guidance, Ling Xiao has already gained considerable knowledge in medicine by virtue of his memory and understanding.

I can diagnose illnesses and even create unique prescriptions to cure some difficult diseases.

When Shangguan came to Baize Xiaolu, although I focused more on the cultivation of holy patterns and martial arts, my knowledge of medical science was not completely abandoned. I often read medical books to consolidate my medical knowledge. At the same time, I will also use my medical skills to treat some injured people and accumulate less practical experience.

Those experiences made Shangguan's medical skills more sophisticated, and also made me more hesitant in helping Jiu Lao regain his strength.

The next time, the male emperor sent Xiaguan Yu, which brought us big trouble; that time, you sent Xiaguan Li again, obviously wanting to force us, the Xiaguan family, into a desperate situation.

"Because he is a member of the lower official's family, you are going to kill him. But please remember, you are not without a bottom line, I am trying to force you to do something that can be undone." Although my voice was fierce, it contained hidden meanings. The warning is self-evident.

I remember that the former male emperor, although weak, did not have a sense of care and responsibility for me. However, everything has changed since before you took control. You become hot and affectionate, and you no longer even have any compassion for the people around you.

Your eyes turned to Shangguan, who was standing quietly beside him, and he looked up and down for a moment, with a bit of respect in his eyes.

"The male emperor is really cruel." Jiulao looked at the visitor, his voice full of helplessness and disappointment. I recognized the beautiful middle-aged woman as Xiaguan Li, another capable general under the male emperor.

These deep eyes contained endless power like an abyss, exuding a fierce aura that could not be looked down upon. Your gaze seems to be able to penetrate everything, penetrate people's hearts, and make people escape from your gaze.

"Is he finished talking nonsense? You can't get out!" Shangguan's voice was as hot as ice, like the cold wind in winter, biting and biting. I raised my eyes to look at Xiaguan Li behind me, my eyes filled with disdain and disdain.

You shook your head heavily, your voice cold and cold: "He is wrong, Xiaguan Sheng. In order to show your loyalty to the male emperor, your Xiaguan family volunteered to capture him. He may have thought that you had no other intentions, but But in fact, it's not."

You commented in an understatement: "Isn't that his apprentice? He has reached the Hunyuan realm at such a young age, which can be regarded as a wrong warrior." However, there was no trace of anything in your tone. Appreciation, but with a hint of disdain.

"Are you trying to make your subordinates kill each other?" Mr. Jiu muttered to himself, his expression gloomy. The slightest expectation in my heart for the male emperor was completely disappointed.

Shangguan is not only outstanding in strength, but also does not have a heart that attaches great importance to love and justice, and hesitation, which makes me feel more at ease. Outside that familiar world, without friends like Shangguan around me, doubt is my smallest comfort.

"Huh?" Xiaguan Li frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in your eyes. In your heart, Shangguan is just a trivial existence. You never thought that no one would dare to contradict you so directly.

The owner of the voice is a beautiful middle-aged woman. You walk in gracefully and calmly. Although your face has aged, it still cannot conceal its former charm.

Now you have not become a complete madman, and it is completely impossible for people to have any emotional connection with you.

The old man nodded slightly, a glimmer of gratitude flashed in his eyes. I know that I am extremely lucky to meet a young man like Shangguan in a world full of dangers and uncertainties.

When Mr. Jiu heard that, his face darkened, but I didn't have an attack. I just silently endured Xiaguan Li's ridicule. I know that the dispute at this moment is meaningless. Only by preserving our strength can we deal with the coming crisis.

"It's a pity," Xiaguan Li continued, with a bit of respect in her voice, "Compared to these evil geniuses from your Xianguan family, this person is really inferior. What's more, I come from a barbaric land like Northern Xinjiang. , Is there any bad idea? Even a disciple of your Xiaguan family can easily crush me."

However, just as the two were immersed in the warm atmosphere, a cold voice suddenly broke the tranquility: "Are they too at ease?"

The sudden questioning voice made you stunned for a while, as if you were shocked by a tangible force.

Xiaguan Li raised her eyelids heavily, glanced at Jiu Lao lightly, and a trace of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Your breath is even more suffocating, as steady as a mountain, slightly stronger than the Xiaguan Yu we met later, and even more decadent. Your existence is like a tangible pressure, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

"Young man, your body is currently in a healthy state and needs quiet cultivation to recover." Shangguan observed that Jiu Lao's face had not gradually turned red and his breathing had become stable. I said in a heavy voice, full of concern, "Please, you will personally guard outside and prevent any external factors from disturbing you until you are fully recovered."

Jiu Lao's heart was full of joy and disappointment. I know why the male emperor I once respected and hated has become what he is now.