With a 'bang', Chu Yinglong was blown away!

He vomited blood in his mouth, his chest collapsed, and his tendons were broken!

Chu Yinglong was bombed a hundred meters away, and fell to the ground like a broken sack.

He lay on the ground, blood flowing out of his mouth and his eyes gradually dimmed.

In a moment, you will be scattered!

Ye Xinghe followed closely, stepped on his face and said in a cold voice: "Chu Yinglong, you lost!"

"You lost your throne and your great Chu!"

Chu Yinglong looked painful and murmured with resentment: "We haven't lost yet..."

"Ye Xinghe, you don't know that my most talented son has already hidden in the Great Yan Emperor Capital!"

"At that time, he will avenge my Great Chu and torture you to death!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "Let him come!"

"If he dares to come, I will definitely kill him!"

After saying that, he stepped hard under his feet!

There was only a "click" sound, and blood splashed!

Chu Yinglong, dead!

Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "The King of Chu is dead! The Great Chu is dead!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, resounding on the spot and echoing endlessly!

When the group of emperor-killing demon soldiers heard this, they all took a few steps back and knelt down and surrendered.

This battle finally came to an end.

Qi Chumo led the Xuanjia Army to suppress the group of Emperor-killing Demon Army.

Ye Xinghe only felt a sense of fatigue, and his eyes were dark and he fell to the ground with a "thump".

The battles one after another have exhausted all his energy.

At this time, Ye Xinghe just wanted to have a good sleep.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and day and night alternate.

A day later, Ye Xinghe slowly opened his eyes and woke up quietly.

At this time, except for feeling a little tired, he was fine.

The first thing that caught my eye was a white shirt.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are awake."

Liu Qingyue sat next to the bed and asked with concern.

Ye Xinghe rubbed his eyebrows, sat up, and looked around.

This luxurious hall is surrounded by dragons, painted phoenixes, painted with gold painted walls, and even the bed beneath him is carved from black dragon wood.

This is the bedroom of the King of Chu.

Ye Xinghe didn't care about this and turned around and asked, "Senior Sister Qingyue, where are the others?"

Liu Qingyue hurriedly replied: "Junior Brother Ye, you have been in a coma all day, and everyone is busy with other things."

"I'll go out now and call everyone back."

After saying that, she stood up and wanted to leave.

But Ye Xinghe reached out to hold her, shook his head and said, "No need to be so troublesome."

"I want to know, how is my sister doing."

Hearing this, Liu Qingyue's eyes were dim and she hesitated: "This..."

"I can't explain it to you, so you'd better read this letter."

As she said that, she reached out to hand over a letter, "This letter was left to you by Senior Li Lingzhi."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, and there was a faint sense of obscurity in his heart.

He hurriedly took the envelope and watched it carefully.

What the letter said was that Li Lingzhi had already taken Ye Lingxi away.

Ye Lingxi's condition is extremely bad!

Because Chu Yinglong absorbed his body, his heart veins were broken, his soul was broken, and he fell into a long coma.

Li Lingzhi must bring him back to Qingtian Sect and use a secret method to hang his soul.

Otherwise, it will be due to the worries of life!

The last passage in the letter is extremely dazzling.

"Ye Xinghe, I will take Lingxi back to the sect and must also go into seclusion and use secret methods to protect her heart."

"If you don't have any important things, you don't have to come to search for Lingxi, as it will affect my application of the secret method."

"However, the secret method is not a long-term solution. You must find a way to treat Lingxi within one year!"

"Otherwise, Lingxi will never wake up!"

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe frowned and crushed the letter paper!

"Lingxi..."

His eyes flashed, and he hurriedly recalled the "Ancient Cang Dan Jing" and found a way to save Lingxi.

Ye Xinghe was silent for a long time and searched the pill recipe three times.

But, it still has no results.

The heart vein is broken and the soul is broken. It is half a leg that has stepped into the gate of hell!

How can it be so easy to treat?

Wanting to save Ye Lingxi is tantamount to saving a dead person!

The method of resurrection to the dead is simply impossible without reaching the ninth-grade alchemist!

"No, I must act as soon as possible and find a way to cure Lingxi!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and made a gesture to go out.

At this moment, Lu Mingsheng strode in.

"My friend Ye, are you awake?"

He was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Where are you going?"

Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and bowed, "Senior Lu, my sister's life is hanging on the line. I want to find a way to treat her as soon as possible."

When Lu Mingsheng heard this, he chuckled and shook his head: "My friend Ye, you are confused."

"I have also learned about your sister's situation, it's not an ordinary disease."

"If you think of resurrection, how can you find a result if you randomly search?"

"You have to calm down first and make plans."

Ye Xinghe clenched his fists and his eyes flashed.

He was silent for a long time and sighed: "I thanked Senior Lu for his advice. I was worried and confused just now."

Then, he bowed and said, "Senior Lu is the vice president of the Alchemist Association, so there must be a way."

"Please give me a clear path!"

Lu Mingsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I am just an eighth-grade alchemist, and there is nothing I can do."

"But I can really show you a way."

Ye Xinghe's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "Senior Lu, please inform me!"

"Ye Xinghe will definitely be unforgettable for this kind of kindness!"

"There is no need to say anything to repay kindness between you and me."

Lu Mingsheng waved his hand and said, "There are ninth-grade alchemists in the imperial capital of the Great Yan Dynasty."

"Although the whereabouts of the ninth-grade alchemist are misty, they can always be seen in the imperial capital."

"If you really want to save your sister, you must go to the Great Yan Emperor Capital!"

Ye Xinghe heard this, pondered for a moment, and murmured in a low voice: "Great Yan Emperor Capital?"

"I need to go to the Great Yan Emperor Capital and set off immediately!"

Making up his mind, he bowed and said, "Senior Xie Lu reminds me that I will go to the Great Yan Emperor Capital."

Lu Mingsheng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Look, you are anxious again."
To be continued...