With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

It was late at night, and there was a cool breeze. The wind in cold and hot weather was undoubtedly refreshing, but at this moment, Chen Mo had a cold face, feeling that the sudden wind was so penetrating.

The Seventh Grade Martial Artist is not something they can defeat. Tonight, he is in danger.

"Wu Xin, Miss Su, take Xiao Douding and Uncle Fu and leave here first..."

Realizing that the man in black was coming for him, Chen Mo did not hesitate and asked the irrelevant people to leave first.

However, when Liu Wuxin heard this, he quickly grabbed Chen Mo's clothes tightly, as if he wanted to live and die with him.

Su Yumo picked up Xiao Douding and glanced at Chen Mo with a complicated expression.

"Escape? None of you can escape."

The man in black stared at Liu Wuxin's three girls with cold eyes, his eyes burning, as if he wanted to devour them. Then, holding the short knife in his hand, he moved lightly and rushed toward Chen Mo like a ghost.

"Don't even think about hurting the third young master."

Zhao Hu got angry and swung the long sword in his hand. The wind of the sword stirred up the dust on the ground, confusing everyone's vision, and a sword light shot out across it.

The man in black raised his hand and slashed, casually blocking Zhao Hu's attack, but before he could react, Zhang Long came out with a mahogany sword.

Zhang Long has been practicing swordplay since he was three years old. For more than 20 years now, he only practices one sword every day. Although he is only at the Ninth Grade level, the power of this sword is extraordinary and a Ninth Grade Martial Artist can handle it.

A desperate move can even make an Eighth Grade, or even a Seventh Grade Martial Artist pale in horror.

As soon as the sword came out, a cold light suddenly appeared, and there was a faint echo of sword energy. The stone bench and table standing in the small courtyard were instantly affected by the sword energy and cracked. Several dense cracks opened on the ground. The sword energy pointed directly at the black clothes. There is a lot of undying desire in a person's chest.

"Good sword"

Zhao Hu exclaimed, extremely surprised. An ordinary Ninth Grade Martial Artist could actually use such a terrifying sword move, which really opened his eyes.

Even the man in black was horrified when he saw this move. He stepped back and tried to avoid it, but he was a step too slow. The sword energy crossed his left shoulder and blood spattered.

pain

Heartbreaking pain

The man in black gritted his teeth secretly, his heart full of fear. He had been playing with eagles all day long, but he never thought that today he would be pecked in the eye by an eagle.

snap

After finishing the sword strike, Zhang Long grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand and thrust it upside down on the bluestone floor, gasping for air. Although the desperate sword strike was powerful, it also consumed a lot of energy. After that sword strike, he could no longer do anything. Spare energy.

"Oh, I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out it's just one move."

The man in black sneered, and his original fear disappeared. He endured the severe pain of the wound and suddenly swung his short knife towards Zhang Long. Zhao Hu saw this and came to kill with a knife. However, compared to Zhang Long, Zhao Hu's However, his sword skills were not that good. He was knocked back in just one move and he vomited blood and fell to the ground, dying.

"One is seriously injured and the other cannot get up again. I'd better kill you first. Otherwise, if you run away, I won't be able to explain to you."

The man in black snorted coldly and raised his short knife high. The cold light was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight.

Zhang Long was extremely nervous, and wanted to stand up and protect Chen Mo, but the sword just now consumed too much, and as soon as he exerted his force, his center of gravity was unsteady and he collapsed to the ground.

Liu Wuxin let go of Chen Mo's clothes, walked up to him with a trembling thin body, opened his hands, and said with a firm face, "Don't hurt him."

"Little girl, you are quite courageous, but you are just a mayfly shaking a tree, and you are not overestimating your own capabilities."

The man in black walked towards Chen Mo, waved his dagger lightly, and stared at him with disdain, "You dare to stand up, little girl, but you are already scared to death?"

Chen Mo gently put his hand on Liu Wuxin's shoulder, pulled her behind him, raised his eyes to look at the man in black, and said: "You are from Prince Ning. You came to kill me because I told you about your plan to rob the prison." Zhenwu Si, kill me to vent your anger."

"How could you..."

The man in black stopped and looked at Chen Mo with a horrified expression.

"Prince Ning wanted to plot rebellion, so he sent someone to refine demons to deal with Zhenwu Si. But unfortunately, someone betrayed him and exposed this matter, which led to your stronghold being destroyed, and you wanted to rob the prison. He made a last ditch effort, but failed again because of me, so now King Ning hates me very much and even wants to kill me."

The man in black was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Chen Mo to know so much. He must not keep this son. His eyes were slightly cold and he smiled: "So what if you know, now you have no way out, you will definitely die." .

"Oh, Prince Ning also has many informants in the Zhenwu Division, so he knows that it was me who reported the secret. But do you know why, before you robbed the prison, you didn't receive any information?"

Chen Mo's calmness made the man in black stunned. After thinking for a moment, he was surprised and said: "You deliberately avoided all the eyes of Prince Ning...".

No, no... The man in black took half a step back in confusion. If Chen Mo just avoided Prince Ning's eyes, it was impossible that he had no news at all. Moreover, the person in charge that day was Li Xiao from the Imperial Tiger. .

In the entire Tianlong Empire, there is only one person who can personally take charge of Li Xiao...

"Secretary of Military Affairs Pei Jiangnan is here at the invitation. How can Fangxiao be captured without hesitation even though he is here?"

A loud voice echoed in the courtyard, and there was another figure on the roof. His long hair was tied high, his features were straight, his face was handsome, and his brows had a bit of righteousness; he was wearing a calm dress. The military commander wears a black robe and carries a wild goose feather sword across his waist, looking majestic and majestic.

imperial capital, royal palace

Long Aotian came to the imperial study room and pushed a book on the bookshelf. A staircase leading to the underground was slowly pushed open. He strode down. As he entered the dark passage, oil lamps suddenly lit up.

All the way to the bottom, you can see a huge lake. In the center is a pavilion. The pavilion is surrounded by ice walls, so you can't see what's going on inside.

"Your Majesty, I've said that I have no objection to you inheriting the throne, but if you can't even sit on the throne and need me to take charge, then let's not talk about it."

An old voice suddenly came from inside the pavilion.

"Feiwu's trip is not to ask the teacher to come out, but to ask the teacher if Feiwu's meridians are inappropriate."

Long Aotian bowed his hands and asked respectfully.

There was sudden silence in the pavilion for a moment. Inside the ice wall, a palm-sized hole slowly melted out. Three thin wires flew out from the hole and landed steadily on Long Aotian's wrist.

After a while, the old voice came from the pavilion, "Spiritual luck is disordered, resulting in damage to the Spirit Vein... Have you practiced any skills recently?"

Long Aotian was surprised at first. It was exactly what Chen Mo said. After a moment of surprise, she said: "A few months ago, Feiwu found the Heavenly Dragon Secret inherited from his ancestors in the imperial mausoleum, so...".

"The Heavenly Dragon Technique is the treasure of the Tianlong Dynasty. It has been buried deep in the imperial mausoleum for a long time. Although you have the blood of the Sovereign Clan, you cannot obtain this technique without the strength of the Third Grade... Someone must have deliberately done this. Therefore, your meridians are damaged because of this. Your Majesty, you are confused."

"However, fortunately, you discovered it in time, and you can be saved. If you practice for another half month, I'm afraid your life will be in danger. However, the damage to the meridians is irreversible, and your realm can only stop here. If you want to go further, I'm afraid It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven.”