Supreme Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 82
"En." Bing Yan nodded. "From now on, you don't have to follow me anymore, and concentrate on taking care of the affairs of the Tomorrow Palace."

A loud eagle chant pierced through the sky, interrupting Bing Yan's words, she walked out of the small courtyard, looked up, and indeed a big fiery red eagle hovered over the sky of her small courtyard.That eagle is huge in size, ferocious and brutal in appearance, and its feathers are as red as a burning flame. The fiery red feathers have no variegated color, but its eyes are emerald green, as if inlaid in a sea of ​​fiery red. Among them, the purest emerald is dazzling.Such a domineering eagle made Bingyan think of that person.

"This dragon claw eagle perches on the branch of the old phoenix tree. It breaks spirituality. We feed it with live food on weekdays. After it is tamed, it can do things for us." Nuan Xiang explained while holding a bird with fresh meat. Bamboo basket to Bing Yan.

Bing Yan looked at the carving with admiration, picked up the bamboo basket and raised her arms high, looking at the carving, the dragon claw carving swooped down and accurately grabbed the piece of meat, and after swallowing it, it didn't even fly away, but Hovering up and down around the ice flame.Bingyan liked it even more, looked at the eagle, and smiled slightly: "You see your feathers are as red as fire, from now on I will call you Lie Yan."

The eagle uttered twice as if it understood, flew to the phoenix tree, and settled down.

Looking around, the Emerald Peak soars into the clouds, and it is a place where spiritual energy gathers. In front of her courtyard, there is a thousand-year-old phoenix tree, which looks like a giant green fan standing on the Emerald Peak. Its branches are strong and thick. Winding like a mountain to the sky, its branches and leaves are stretched and luxuriant, its roots are as deep as the soil, tangled and winding for thousands of miles, suddenly with a thought, Bingyan turned to look at Nuanxiang: "Go and get my colorful magic spar. "

Nuan Xiang brought the pot of peach blossoms.Bing Yan stared for a moment and took out the seven-color magic spar from the flower pot, and said devoutly to the seven-color magic spar, "If the legend is true, I hope you can absorb the aura of the Phoenix tree. Tell me when you are full, and I will take it out again." You dig it out." After she finished speaking, she bit the blood with her index finger and dripped it on the colorful phantom stone, and then buried it under the phoenix tree, and said solemnly: "From then on, our fate is connected, I will be prosperous, I will die in decline. "

When the seven-color magic spar was buried under the phoenix tree, as expected, the [-]-year-old tree with luxuriant branches and leaves stretched out for a while, and the branches and leaves seemed to be washed by the rain just now, becoming more emerald green and crystal clear in the sun. See its dazzling light reflection.

This spectacle amazed the disciples of Mingri Palace, and the disciples who originally regarded Bingyan as a god became even more proud and fell to their knees: "Congratulations, Palace Master."

"Get up, what's the point of this, wait until the day when the magic power of the seven-color magic spar is awakened." Bing Yan said lightly.

"Master, what about this peach tree?" Nuan Xiang asked.

"Transplant it into the yard." Bing Yan said with a sense of loss.

"It's not good, Palace Master!" The eldest disciple Hua Wuyan rushed in in a panic.

Bing Yan turned around and looked at Hua Wuyan with peaceful eyes.It seems to be telling him that staying in chaos is the first condition for being a disciple of Mingri Palace.

Hua Wuyan blushed, calmed down, and said: "Palace Master, Princess Lingyue suddenly foamed at the mouth and twitched."

Bingyan paused for a while, exchanged glances with Nuanxiang, and then hurried towards Princess Lingyue's residence.

Sure enough, Lan Lingyue was lying on the bed twitching non-stop, her eyes were protruding, foaming at the mouth, and her face was ashen.Aunt Hongqiang and Weiwei who were taking care of her were at a loss, seeing Bingyan was like seeing a savior.

"Bingyan, you're here! Hurry up and see what's going on with Lingyue!" Hong Qiang said hastily.

Bingyan hurried forward to feel Lingyue's pulse.Looking at Wanmai Bingyan to Lingyue: "Tell me, what did Wuxuan do to you?"

Lingyue gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Bingyan looked at Lingyue, suppressed the pain in her heart, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't tell me, you can only die from this pain."

Lingyue trembled in pain, "I... I would rather... die of pain... than... go back to that ghostly place..."

Hearing Lingyue's words, Bingyan probably sensed it. "Good sister, you told my sister that I will never send you back no matter what."

With Bingyan's guarantee, Lingyue nodded and spoke.

Bingyan took out the silver needle, lifted Lingyue up and inserted it into several of her acupuncture points, the pain was relieved, and then Lingyue burst into tears and said: "It's that damned Wuxuan, he gives me pain every month in order to control me. Feed the medicine secretly prepared by the pharmacist of the General's Mansion once, if I don't have the medicine, I will foam at the mouth and feel pain."

Bing Yan's eyes sharpened, "Damn Wu Xuan! Don't worry, I'll go to the general's mansion to get the medicine for you!"

Lingyue grabbed Bingyan: "It's useless, sister, the medicine was used by Wu Xuan to control the dead men around him, and it was hidden in the secret room of the palace, and the person who dispensed the medicine was also confined in the secret room. Xuan personally went to the secret room to get the antidote enough to last for a month. He never handed it to others. Only the person who made the antidote could prepare the antidote. But so far, no one has taken the antidote for complete detoxification.”

"That is to say, the antidote is in the head of the pharmacist and hasn't been formulated yet?" Bing Yan asked.

Lingyue nodded.

This Wuxuan is really vicious and vicious, Bingyan supported Lingyue and lay down: "My good sister, how long can you hold on?"

"For the first attack, I just need to grit my teeth and survive a day and a night. The next month, the pain will last for three days. When the third attack occurs." Lingyue looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window with tears in her eyes: " There is no cure."

Bingyan held Lingyue's hand tightly: "Believe me, even if the general's mansion is demolished, and the pharmacist's brain is knocked open, I will definitely get the antidote within three months."

The moon was dark, the wind was high, and a thunderbolt fell lightly from the eaves of the General's Mansion.The black figure disappeared into the night with just a flash.

The main room, the front yard, and then through the back yard, Bingyan went straight to the direction of the secret room and forbidden area guarded by heavy soldiers in the general's mansion.However, when passing through the backyard, a familiar voice made Bing Yan stop involuntarily. His figure flashed, hid in the dark, opened a hole in the window, and looked inside. The front is the queen.

(End of this chapter)