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Han Xu's spiritual power was fully opened, and he hugged Luo Ling, who was extremely weak. He felt so distressed that he was about to break.

Because she flew a large amount of spiritual power into Han Xu's body, Luo Ling directly detonated the seal in her body. The powerful power was not something Luo Ling could bear. Her tendons and veins were directly destroyed. What's even more fatal was that her dantian exploded because she could not withstand such powerful spiritual power.

If King Wei had not used spiritual power to prolong her life in time, Luo Ling would have died on the spot.

Han Xu directly dissolved the Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng, turned into the purest spiritual power and slowly passed into Luo Ling's body. While saving her life, he repaired the injuries in her body.

After the semi-saint, Han Xu's control of spiritual power became more powerful and precise, and the medicinal power of Ten Thousand Years of Blood Ginseng was not wasted at all in his hands.

It is worthy of being the spiritual treasure that has been nurtured for thousands of years. After the power of the ten thousand years of blood ginseng entered Luo Ling's body, her face improved a lot with naked eyes, but overall, the situation is still bad.

Han Xu and King Wei arrived at Wanhua Pavilion one after another and left through the secret passage built by Wu Xiuxian.

Outside the royal city, Han Xu came to the previously agreed place. Sure enough, Qing'er, Bai Yiyi and Yingying were both there.

Although it was only a day later, when we met again, everyone couldn't help but feel like they were a different life.

"Young Master..." The three of them walked to Han Xu and looked at Luo Ling, who was covered in scars and his life and death in his arms, were heartbroken, and tears were rolling in their eyes.

Wu Xiuxian also came here. He looked at Han Xu and didn't know what to say.

Without waiting for the others to continue, Han Xu said, "Let's go and leave here overnight."

"Young Master?"

"Han Xu?"

When everyone saw Han Xu appearing here, they thought the matter was over, but now it may not seem so optimistic.

"Marquis Wu is not dead, I can trap him for one day at most, so we have to leave before he comes out, the farther we go, the better."

"And Luo Ling's condition is very bad. If you don't treat it in time, it may be dangerous." Han Xu said, and then he said to Zhang He, "Zhang He, go and bring my carriage."

After Zhang He received the order, he turned into a afterimage and disappeared without saying a word. Han Xu's mansion was still a distance from the palace. Although it would be affected by the battle, it was strange that Han Xu's extremely luxurious carriage was intact, and even the fire-cloud horse that King Wei gave him was placed on the carriage.

From the ruins, Zhang He easily found the carriage. He directly transported his spiritual power, held it up with the horse and the carriage, and then flew out of the city.

When he arrived at Han Xu again, Zhang He was obviously panting.

Even an ordinary extraordinary master would not feel much burden to rush on the road with a carriage and Huo Yunma, not to mention that Zhang He is also awesome among extraordinary masters.

But he really felt very tired. The golden carriage was like a spiritual mountain pressing on his body.

"Han Xu, if you need a carriage, I have a lot here, why bother?" Wu Xiuxian walked over and said.

"My car is faster!" After Han Xu said that, he carried Luo Ling into the car, and then called King Wei and Qing'er to get in.

Han Xu opened the window and said to Zhang He: "Zhang He, you can stay in the royal city from now on. If you want, you can assist the Third Highness. Of course, you can also do something you want."

The reason why Han Xu did not take Zhang He was mainly because of his identity. Youying's core personnel were inevitably left with some restrictions in his body, and perhaps it could be easily tracked.

Perhaps, after Han Xu left, he would untie the illusion field, and then Zhang He would understand everything that happened.

I don’t know what kind of mood this extraordinary master who has been tolerant for many years will be when he learns the truth.

However, after saying this, Han Xu closed the window and didn't even have time to say goodbye to Wu Xiuxian.

Because, he was not in the mood to pay attention to others.

"Walk!"

After Han Xu issued a command, the two golden carriages actually lit up a dazzling light. The gold on the surface of the vehicle quickly melted, turning into mysterious and difficult-to-understand spiritual array seals.

Then, a stream of air flows came, lifting the carriage, and then the two carriages flew away in full view of everyone.

Wu Xiuxian widened his eyes. Although he was a prince, he had never seen a flying carriage.

No wonder Han Xu just said that his carriage was faster.

In the blink of an eye, Han Xu's carriage disappeared from everyone's sight and could no longer see any trace.

In the carriage, Han Xu looked at Luo Ling nervously, and the spiritual power continued to inject into her body, but Luo Ling's condition still did not improve. She was still unconscious and did not wake up.

On the other hand, King Wei also reached his limit. The sequelae of burning blood veins broke out and he lay on the chair.

Fortunately, Han Xu's carriage was spacious enough to accommodate so many of them.

Han Xu had a calm face, put his left hand on Luo Ling's back, continued to inject spiritual power into her, and controlled the King of Wei with his right hand to investigate his situation.

"Weitong, please help me." Han Xu called out Zhu Weitong in the sea of ​​consciousness. Her body, Zhuque, had the most say in the situation with the King of Wei.

"No need to look at it." Zhu Weitong said, "More than half of his blood was burning, it was already ruined. I am already very lucky to have not died."

Zhu Weitong thought about it and continued, "His tendons and veins were burned down, and it is impossible for him to practice again in the future. Not only that, but his current cultivation will fade away little by little with time and finally become an ordinary person."

"What?" Han Xu exclaimed, "I can wash his muscles and marrow for him."

Zhu Weitong shook her head and said, "Washing the muscles and marrow can only be used for monks who are extraordinary. Above extraordinary, the tendons and veins contain the Taoist meaning of their own cultivation, and it is impossible to reshape them."

"Weitong, you are Zhuque. Please help me think of a solution. No matter what the price, it doesn't matter. I know you have a solution." Han Xu said. He really couldn't bear to see King Wei lose his cultivation day by day and eventually become a mortal. For a master like him, it was more difficult to accept than killing him.

"Actually, as long as I can repair the blood of the Vermilion Bird in his body, it would be a trivial matter if I was at my peak, but now I don't even have the state of my body, I really can't help it." Zhu Weitong said, "There is one other way."

"Speak quickly."

"Finding the silky tree of Wutong, the sky fire in the sacred tree can help him recover his bloodline."

"Where can I find the sycamore tree?"

"At least the Dawu Dynasty did not." Zhu Weitong's meaning was already very obvious, which means that only by going to the upper realm can we find what we need to treat the King of Wei.

King Wei said to Han Xu: "I know my situation myself, don't worry, I can't die. As long as you are fine, it's good for me to be an ordinary person."

Han Xu said: "Uncle Wei, please rest first, I will find a way to cure you."
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