The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 516 How to find a second plant to save you
Elders' House - Side Hall

Yan Yi sat beside the bed, continuously transmitting the heart power in his hands to Miao Yuan, but Miao Yuan on the bed did not react at all.

The old man Xun An standing at the side looked at him with great distress, "Your Highness! You are wasting your spiritual power by doing this."

"You are doing no good to the little prince! The little prince has become what he is now. I am afraid there is no other way except for the world's most precious Blood Spirit Pearl Flower."

The young prince was seriously injured and died. The elders gathered all their heart power to save the young prince who was still alive.

There is no other way for the little princess to recover and be as lively as before except to rest in peace and take the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower.

Therefore, no matter how much heart power Yan Yi puts in, it will not help Miao Yuan recover at all.

Yan Yi seemed not to have heard what Xun An said. Most of the heart power in his hand was transmitted to Miao Yuan, warming her body. However, apart from warming Miao Yuan's body a little, it had no other effect.

Xun An was so anxious, "Oh, Your Highness, please listen to what this old servant has to say..."

"Get out!"

Yan Yi waved his sleeves, and Xun An was blown away by the powerful force of magic.

After seeing this, Hei Chang, who was waiting outside the hall, quickly jumped up, reached out to rescue Xun An, and helped Xun An land safely.

"Are you okay?" Hei Chang asked him.

Xun An was very frightened, but fortunately Hei Chang caught him, allowing his old bones to stand safely on the ground.

Xun An showed gratitude on his face and saluted him, "Thank you for saving me, General."

Hei Chang waved his hand and said, "Mr. An, you are too polite. I didn't know that His Highness was in the palace..."

Speaking of this, Xun An's face was filled with worry. Although His Highness had strong spiritual power and superb magic skills, it was futile to use his heart power endlessly to rescue His Highness.

Xun An sighed and said to Hei Chang: "Your Highness insists on using the power of the Heart Source to protect the little prince. No matter how this old servant persuades you, it is useless."

Look, he was completely exposed. Fortunately, General Hei Chang was here, otherwise his old bones would have fallen apart.

Hei Chang nodded. In fact, even if Mr. An didn't say it, he could guess it.

The little princess was the only daughter of His Highness, and the apple of the eye of the Ghost Clan Hell. Now that His Highness was not in the palace, the little princess was brutally murdered. This was not only a challenge to His Highness's authority, but also a blasphemy and disrespect to the Ghost Clan Hell.

And the person who killed the little prince was not worthy of being a member of the ghost clan. The prince must be furious and angry.

"Elder An, I'll go in and persuade His Highness. Go check on the elders' council first. Do the elders have any other instructions?"

Perhaps the elders have other ways to rescue the little prince.

Xun An nodded immediately after hearing this, "Yes, General, you are right. I will go to the main hall of the Elders' Council and take a look."

"Yeah." Hei Chang responded and turned around to knock on the door.

Xun An didn't dare to look any further, and immediately ran away. He was afraid that the next person to be thrown away might be General Hei Chang.

But please forgive Xun An for his incompetence. If Xun An flies away, the general can still save him. If the general flies away, his old bones really cannot be saved.

Therefore, it would be better for Xun An to leave first.

Hei Chang knocked on the palace door and was about to speak when an angry voice came from the side hall.

"roll!"

"All of you, get out of here!"

“Everyone, get out!!”

Hei Chang stopped knocking on the door. He was still a little timid when he looked at the tightly closed and majestic palace door in front of him. But he knew that if he didn't stop His Highness from doing evil, His Highness would probably lose all the spiritual power he had accumulated over millions of years.

Hei Chang took a deep breath and shouted: "Your Highness!"

"Hei Chang knows that you love the little prince but are powerless to do anything about it. I don't know what to do, but the little prince's life is saved, so we should be happy!"

"The most urgent task now is how to find the Blood Spirit Flower and how to deal with the murderer Su Qin!"

"You can't waste your heart power in vain and let those people with wolfish ambitions take advantage of the opportunity to enter! You must protect yourself first, then you can protect the little prince!"

Hall
Yan Yi's movements suddenly stopped. His hollow, ruddy eyes also returned to their original state in an instant, cold and indifferent. Yan Yi looked down at the little baby lying on the bed, quietly and without crying or making a fuss, and felt distressed and suffocated. But he also knew that what Hei Chang said was the truth, and he couldn't waste these unnecessary spiritual powers.

Yan Yi took back all his heart power. Yan Yi leaned forward, touched the baby's soft face, and said in a low voice: "Yuan'er, if your father can find the first blood spirit bead flower for you, he will definitely find the second one for you."

The palace door was opened.

The warm afternoon sun refracted in, and the light after the rain seemed to carry some dazzling colors of seven colors, making the hell that had been dark for a long time seem to have more light.

Yan Yi strode away, "Take me to see Su Qin."

He wanted to see how brave this woman was to kill his, Yan Yi's daughter.

Hei Chang quickly followed, "Yes, Your Highness."

The door of the palace was closed again with the power of magic. The agarwood in the palace was mellow and elegant, which was very conducive to a peaceful sleep, a peaceful mind, and self-cultivation.

This agarwood has not only been added with some magical spices that can make people sleep soundly, but also with some good treasures for healing the spirit and healing injuries - the medicinal flower Echinops japonica.

The little man on the bed moved his fingers slightly, his eyelids felt so heavy, as if he couldn't open them.

Miao Yuan whimpered in pain, not knowing that the palace door had been pushed open by someone. The suffocating feeling on her neck was like a nightmare, haunting Miao Yuan's consciousness. She turned over in pain, shouting, "No... Don't... Don't kill me..."

"Don't kill me!..."

The visitor was shocked. He looked at the little person tossing and turning on the bed with a very uncomfortable and frightened expression in disbelief, wondering if it could be Miao Yuan, the one he had been thinking about day and night.

How could this be?
How could Miao Yuan become the same as she was a hundred thousand years ago? It was just like when he saw her as a baby twenty thousand years ago.

The petite body, thin arms, calves covered by the quilt, and exposed feet, all remained unchanged. Her face was still round and chubby, but now it was full of fear and panic after being frightened, and she didn't sleep peacefully at all.

"Manzhu..." Han Mo called her distressedly. He didn't dare to think about how much pain Miao Yuan had suffered to almost lose her life and become so petite now.

He really didn't dare to think about it, and was afraid to think about it.

All he knew was that she almost died and he almost didn't get to see her.

Han Mo hurriedly stepped forward and held her small hand. In an instant, his dark pupils dilated and became moist. So small, her hand was really so small. Such a thin and tiny hand was not even as big as his palm.

How can she be so small?

Han Mo cried and lay beside her bed, holding her little hand and sobbing, "Manzhu... What should I do... What should I do to save you..."

He didn't want her to be like this. He knew that she had always wanted to be an adult, and she always hated the fact that she was so small and couldn't do anything.

Manzhu had finally transformed into an adult, but she didn't expect to suffer such a cruel attack and become as petite as she is now again.

He wanted to help her, he wanted to save her, but what should he do?

Han Mo held her hand tightly and didn't let go. He lowered his head, buried his head beside her bed, and suddenly remembered what General Hei Chang said just now.

"...But the little prince's life was saved, we should be happy!"

"...The most urgent task now is how to find the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower."

"...How to deal with Suqin, the murderer!"

Blood Spirit Flower? !

Han Mo raised his head suddenly. He looked at the sleeping little man and understood something.

Yes, the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower can save her life. The Blood Spirit Pearl Flower is the most precious treasure in the world, the only magical medicine in the world that can bring people back to life.

With it, not only can Miao Yuan's vitality and cultivation be restored, but also Miao Yuan's own form and appearance can be restored.

Han Mo suddenly smiled, tears in his eyes, but full of smiles. This crying and laughing look, people who don't know him really think he is a fool.

"I will go find the Blood Spirit Flower for you right now, Manzhu, Manzhu, you have to wait for me." Han Mo happily looked at the sleeping Miao Yuan and made a promise.

Whether Miaoyuan heard it or not, he would find it for her.

He wanted to see her again, holding the Sky Sword, standing beside Senior Brother Murong, looking charming and beautiful. He wanted to see her life blooming like a datura flower. He didn't want to see her so weak and powerless, lying here like a withered and lifeless medicinal flower.