Help!My goddess is sick

Yan Zhihui's eyes fell on King Yi's face casually: "I should return it to you this time, King Yi, sick and weak? Heh..."

The sarcasm in his tone was undisguised.

King Yi was not angry at all, he shook his head: "If I had known that Prince Dingnan was so powerful, I should have joined hands with you, but it is not too late now, why bother to make trouble? If you are willing to bring Nan Jiang Dajun surrendered to me, I will definitely not be like my father."

"I can give you whatever position of power you want."

He said confidently, as if Yan Zhihui would definitely agree.

Yan Zhihui frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, Shen Feng immediately became anxious, "King Yi, how could you be like this? Our father and son are loyal to you, what is he Yan Zhihui? You are not afraid of letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Will it become a serious problem for your confidant? He is going to marry Princess Yongning, and when the northern and southern borders join forces, the court will be in danger!"

Maybe it was too eager, Shen Feng broke his voice in the end, it sounded like a rooster with its neck cut.

The harshness makes people frown.

Xie Cijiu couldn't help but take a step back, watching the spittle fly by in front of his eyes.

King Yi just glanced at him, ignored him, and turned back to stare at Yan Zhihui, waiting for his answer.

"How does the prince think?"

Yan Zhi raised his eyebrows back, and asked innocently: "Who said I was thinking about it?"

"What?" Yi Wang smiled slightly: "Then you just now..."

"Oh, I was thinking, who gave you the confidence to make you think that I would agree to your lard-covered conditions when I was in the upper hand?"

Yan Zhihui raised his hand, "There is an army of [-] standing behind me at the moment, and Shen Feng's [-] Southern Border Army has been trapped in Qiyunpo, why are you still standing here calmly? Your trump card What is it?"

His eyes sharpened, and under King Yi's probing gaze, he pointed at the white-clothed national teacher on the high platform behind him who seemed to have nothing to do with him, "Him?"

The national teacher was stunned, and King Yi couldn't control his expression, showing a little panic, "Why do you..."

"How did I find out?" Yan Zhi chuckled back, but didn't answer, but raised his hand and made a tactic, the golden divine light flickered, and the national teacher's fingers moved slightly.

Yan Zhihui caught it keenly, and the smile on his lips grew stronger, "Things that pretend to be ghosts."

He pushed it back with the palm of his hand, and his divine light was like an arrow, shooting straight at the national teacher.

The arrow was so fast that only a pale golden afterimage could be seen, and it arrived in front of the national teacher in an instant. It was impossible for ordinary people to avoid it, but the national teacher disappeared in front of everyone!

"What about people?!"

"So the big man disappeared all of a sudden?"

"What's going on? My eyes are blurry?"

The people who were already numb couldn't sit still for a while, and all of them stretched their necks to look at the altar.

That is the national teacher!

Lived longer than the late emperor... Oh, even the one who just died was longer, he was obviously a normal person, why did he suddenly change?
Xie Cijiu's long eyebrows were tightly frowned, her eyes were sharp, she looked around, feeling inexplicably being watched, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surfaced in her heart, she looked up instinctively, and saw the disappearance just now The national teacher suddenly appeared above his head.

"in the sky!"

When she shouted, she immediately backed away with luck.

The national teacher no longer concealed it, and stretched out his hands into claws to grab her, and the black mist spread in all directions, attacking her like a net.

Yan Zhihui jumped up, and his figure flickered in front of Xie Cijiu. With a wave of his hand, his divine power surged up like a tidal wave, and instantly swept up, turning into a golden dragon, roaring and soaring into the clouds.

With a flick of the dragon's tail, all the black mist was dispersed.

The national teacher was startled, this person's strength is stronger than what he thought, no, I'm afraid he won't be able to beat him if he resists, he has to get out quickly!
He turned around and tried to run again, but unexpectedly, Yan Zhihui took the sword in Xie Cijiu's hand and threw it fiercely. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and he and the giant dragon blocked the way of the national teacher one after another.

The national teacher gritted his teeth: "Do you really want to kill them all?"

Yan Zhi sneered back: "The remnants of the demon clan, everyone gets it and punishes it!"

"You forced me to do this!" The national teacher weighed the pros and cons, and finally chose to be stabbed, but avoided the vital point and was pierced through the shoulder.

Black and red blood flowed down the white robe, looking very hideous and terrifying.

The national teacher fell to the ground as if he lost his strength, and the crowd scattered like birds and beasts in shock, and scrambled to the direction outside the garden.

"The national teacher turned out to be a demon?"

"Demons... don't these things only appear in legends?"

"Fool, who passed on the legend?"

"Don't fart, run quickly! Immortals fight, mortals suffer, don't know how to die!"

The common people were already restless, but now seeing the national teacher showing his true colors, they rushed out frantically in fear.

Shen Feng's [-] elite soldiers did not stop them, and ran along with them, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

Xie Cijiu stood behind Yan Zhi's back, but she wasn't too scared, after all, she had seen the world, so she asked in a low voice, "Can you fight?"

Yan Zhihui smiled lightly: "You underestimated your husband?"

Xie Cijiu's ears warmed up, "Don't make trouble, tell the truth."

"Really, one hand is enough for me to hit him."

When Yan Zhihui said this, it was very natural, and he even had some reservations. If it weren't for this small world, let alone a hand, in his heyday, one finger could destroy a demon of this level. .

However, he has lived through calamities here, and is restricted by the laws of heaven here, so he cannot use too much supernatural power, otherwise this small world may not be able to hold on and will be shattered.

That's why I said one hand.

Xie Cijiu nodded after listening: "Then I will stay away so as not to disturb you."

"it is good."

Yan Zhihui lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and then gently pushed Xie Cijiu into a formation of flowing light.

"Stay here, and he won't be able to hurt you at all."

Yan Zhi replied.

Xie Cijiu smiled: "Yes."

"Master, what are you waiting for? Kill them!"

King Yi's eyes were red, seeing that something bad happened, he pinned all his hopes on the national teacher, if the national teacher was defeated, he would be completely unable to turn over!
The national teacher didn't even look at him, just sat cross-legged on the ground, cut his palm, and began to draw ghostly symbols on the ground.

Then streaks of white spiritual energy emerged from the ground and quickly gathered towards him.

The jade crown on the national teacher's head burst suddenly, and his white hair fluttered wantonly in the wind. The white robe also snapped and shattered with the rising flames of the national teacher, and finally turned into powder and dissipated in the strong wind.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

King Yi suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, couldn't help curling up, knelt on the ground, grasped the lapel of his clothes, and breathed rapidly.

"What's going on?" The queen looked at all this in amazement, couldn't help but backed away, and even reached out to give the prince a hand, but the prince swayed, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell straight down.

"Zu'er!"