Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 872 The panic of the three women

Whoosh!
  Seeing the high priest disappear into smoke, everyone present couldn't help but feel a little sad.

As the most loyal minister of the Yin and Shang dynasties, serving three generations of Shang kings, even King Zhou had to be wary of even the most powerful people. The high priest may be ruthless, murderous, and greedy for enjoyment, but he is undoubtedly a A person worthy of respect.

Over the years, if it had not been for the restraint of the high priest, King Zhou's personality of not caring about anything might have caused chaos in the world, instead of being like this now, with people's resentment everywhere, but panic but not chaos.

In the same way, with this respected veteran in court, the civil and military talents of the entire dynasty were able to handle things in an orderly manner even when King Zhou had not been in court for many years.

Regardless of the positions of both parties, even the arrogant old guy like Lu Mao Ancestor and Jiang Ziya, a wise man who obeys destiny, have great respect for the high priest.

This has nothing to do with the positions of both parties, it is just a simple respect for loyal ministers and filial sons!

Now, after the death of the high priest, it can be said that if you want to overthrow the Yin Shang, you will get twice the result with half the effort, but everyone is not as happy as they imagined.

Even Ji Fa, who had a grudge against the high priest, bowed to the direction where the high priest's soul dispersed.

At the same time that the high priest passed away, the boundless clouds and mist gathered, revealing a slender figure.

Ming Xiaoyang held the divine and demon war halberd tightly, his handsome face was a bit pale, and his breath was much weaker. It was obvious at a glance that his current situation was not very good.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" The goddess called out with pale face before anyone else could speak.

Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, smacked his lips and said, "How should I put it? At least, he should, maybe he won't die!"

Saying these iconic frivolous words in his mouth, Ming Xiaoyang felt severe pain in his internal organs.

Even though the high priest's desperate moves were defeated with soft moves, the terrifying power that boiled blood and shattered the sky was still not completely resolved.

His internal organs, and even the meridians all over his body, suffered a huge impact. It was just a little bit close to killing him.

Before he finished speaking, Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes and passed out very simply.

"Sir."

"Kao'er."

"Grandnephew!"

Everyone present saw Ming Xiaoyang unconscious and his slender body falling down. They all exclaimed and quickly gathered together.

Wa Nu took Ming Xiaoyang in her hands and handed him to her princess.

Seeing that Ming Xiaoyang was unconscious, the goddess placed her jade finger on the snow-white wrist. Her pulse was weak and seemed to be cut off at any time.

"Your Majesty, nothing will happen to you!"

A peerless face with a particularly painful expression, an expression of pity, and almost unable to control himself.

Yiyouzi and Lu Mao Ancestor both nodded secretly when they saw this beautiful and noble princess treating their juniors like this. Then they looked at Ming Xiaoyang, who was as rich as jade and outstanding.

It is indeed a good marriage!

When Ji Fa saw this scene, his thoughts moved slightly and he felt as if he was lost.

………………

Well!
  A few days later, in the Penglai Immortal Domain.

A bed that is soft and comfortable enough for several people to lie down without looking crowded at all. It is covered by light gauze and filled with sandalwood fragrance.

A handsome man wearing a thin plain coat was lying on the couch, and some color had returned to his originally pale face.

Ming Xiaoyang has been in a coma for three days and three nights!
  During these three days and three nights, his consciousness was blurred, and he relied entirely on the magic power running spontaneously in his body to heal his injuries. In order to help him, Jiang Ziya successively instilled power into his body.

The two major factions of Hetu and Luoshu were inherited from the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven - Xuanyuan Huangdi. They were both a small part of the vast and infinite magical power of the Emperor of Heaven.

If you really think about it, the Guangcheng Immortal Sect and the Kunlun Sect can even be regarded as coming from the same origin, and there is nothing wrong with calling them brothers. With the help of the pure skills of the two masters who are both Heavenly Emperors, and the various rare treasures collected by the descendants of Heavenly Emperors in the Penglai Immortal Domain.

In just three days, Ming Xiaoyang's injury was initially stabilized.

Returning to consciousness, Ming Xiaoyang opened his eyes in a daze, scanning everything in front of him with a calm expression.

The body slowly sat up, moving the brocade quilt woven with sky silk on the body, which also touched several figures sitting beside the bed.

"Well!"

The low humming and constant personal care made these people very tired. Before Ming Xiaoyang woke up, they had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Several people were extremely concerned about the person on the bed, and even though they were sleeping, they still felt it. Ming Xiaoyang moved the brocade quilt to wake them up from their sleep.

The three heads were raised almost in no particular order.

Rouyun's long hair is loose and she has a pretty face. The goddess is beautiful and fragrant, and naturally has a commanding power. And the last one is a pretty and arrogant girl in red!
  The three girls couldn't help but feel happy when they saw Ming Xiaoyang regaining consciousness.

Unexpectedly, when Ming Xiaoyang saw them, it was as if he had seen ghosts!
  "Ah!" Ming Xiaoyang had just stabilized his serious injury when he let out a shrill scream.

"Oh my God! What's going on?"

"What's going on?" Tiannv came back to her senses and rubbed her sore beautiful eyes. Originally, she was extremely happy to see Ming Xiaoyang wake up, but she didn't expect that the other party was not happy at all. There was something in her tone. dissatisfied.

"My prince was actually exposed by three women." Ming Xiaoyang exaggeratedly covered the silk quilt in front of him and cried out, "My innocence!"

At the end of the sentence, he looked sad, as if he wanted to fight for his head.

"Go to hell!" Wanu showed an angry and funny expression, clenched her fist with her beautiful hand, punched Ming Xiaoyang hard on the body behind the quilt, and scolded with a smile.

How long has it been, and you still have the heart to play this trick? What a damn guy.

"Oh!" After being punched by Wa Nu, Ming Xiaoyang quickly covered his chest and shouted intermittently, "I...I can't do it anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes rolled up and he fell onto the bed again.

"Sir."

Seeing this, the three women hurriedly gathered around. The goddess held Ming Xiaoyang in her arms and scolded her sister Wa Nu:

"Sister Wa Nu, your action was too unmeasured. Don't you know that the prince is still injured?"

"I...I didn't...do it on purpose." Wa Nu said in a panic when she saw that Ming Xiaoyang was unconscious.

"I'm going to call Senior Jiang now!"

Saying that, he wanted to rush out the door.

creak!

Unexpectedly, the closed door of the palace was pushed open, and a majestic figure walked in.

Ming Xiaoyang's scream spread throughout the fairy island in the center of the fairyland, and everyone who had been staying on the island in the past few days was alarmed.

Jiang Ziya, Yiyouzi, Lu Mao Ancestor, and Ji Fa were the first to kill.

It's just that everyone didn't enter it immediately, but wanted to listen to the corner.

Hearing the three girls being so panicked, Yiyouzi couldn't bear it anymore, pushed open the palace door and walked in!

"Taoist Master Yiyouzi, look at the prince!" Seeing Yiyouzi, Wa Nuo hurriedly said as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

(End of this chapter)