Soetu was so anxious. This silly daughter, she really wanted to step forward and pull Suo Xiaoai back, but she still didn't dare to take a step.

At this time, Xiao Qingyi suddenly activated his internal force and attacked with all his strength. The palm was filled with energy. Damucuo did not dare to slack off. He also slapped it out with one palm. His palm seemed to contain the true method of Tantric Buddhism. His palms touched each other, and the ground was like a burial, exploding everywhere!

Xiao Qingyi flew backwards with the help of her. When she passed Dulun Qizhen, she grabbed his chest and flew away. Feng Xifan was stunned for a moment, and the lamb to be slaughtered on the ground had disappeared.

At this time, a large number of troops arrived at Soetu's mansion. Damcuo's men died and injured. Oboi was not interested in fighting and flew away with his subordinates. Feng Xifan secretly regretted that this opportunity to deal with the biggest opponent was lost in vain.

Feng Xifan suddenly stepped on the ground, waved his sleeves and stepped on the trunk, and disappeared into the night.

Suo Xiaoai looked at Dulun Qizhen being taken away and stared in a daze. Tears couldn't stop sliding. She put her little hand in front of her cheek and shouted loudly: "Bad man, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Soetu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw his daughter and Nalan Xingdeli being together, and secretly paid attention.

Xiao Qingyi took Dulun Qizhen to fly in front. She knew that Dulun Qizhen's eight strange meridians were already in chaos at this moment. Not only did he lose his martial arts skills, he might explode and die. She wanted to find a quiet place and use Mingyu skills to heal Dulun Qizhen's injuries.

In a blink of an eye, she saw a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist in front of her. There were few people there, and it was really the best way to heal her wounds. Xiao Qingyi shot a thread from her hand, and the fewer lengths of her reach the top of the peak. Her martial arts are so high that she can be described as perverts.

Seeing that his son had not come back in the middle of the night, Hesheli was anxious, but his face still looked frosty.

Alas, why is Qi Zhen so stubborn? Just like his father back then. Which girl in the garden is not as beautiful as the country, why do you like Martai Ruoxi?

Am I really wrong? I am the Queen Mother who broke up the couple. At the dinner table, Gulun Lanxin kept observing the old concubine's expression. She knew that the old concubine was a little worried.

Nalan Yuning and Xiao Muxue didn't dare to talk, so they had to have a quiet meal, hoping that their husband would come back early to end the depressing atmosphere.

After a long time, a servant of the Durham Mansion hurriedly ran over and said, "The old concubine is not good, he is good, he is good, he is good, he is good, he is good, he is good, he is good, he is good..."

"Pa" the chopsticks in the old concubine's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"What do you think about Qi Zhen?" The old concubine stood up and walked to the old slave and asked.

The old slave cried, "Belle, he, was injured by a man named Feng Xifan, and has now been taken away by another master."

The old concubine said, "Feng Xifan? Who is this person? So bold! Who took Master Beile away? Tell me quickly!"

The old slave replied: "It is said that the leader of the Shenlong Sect took Master Beile away!"

"It's the Dragon Sect again! What kind of hatred do my Durum family have with them and they will harm my son every time, which is outrageous!" The old concubine was angry, and Xiao Muxue was shocked. If the old concubine knew that she was the saint of the Dragon Sect, she would have the same fate as Ruoxi.

At this time, Gao Mingyue stood up and said, "Godmother, the most urgent thing is to find Master Beile. Mingyue is willing to go to various places in the capital to find Master Beile. Then contact the people in the martial arts world to see who found Master Beile's traces."

The old concubine said, "Okay, Mingyue, please trouble you. I can't do anything about the old woman in this capital."

The old slave said again: "Report to the old concubine, the cavalry camp and the new army have begun to search for the traces of Mr. Beile. I believe they can definitely find Mr. Beile."

Han Yurong was worried, but knew that she could not help much, so she had to glance at Gulun Lanxin, hoping that she would make an idea.

Gulun Lanxin looked at these women's worried expressions and was secretly afraid. She was afraid that if Dulun Qizhen really had something unexpected, what should they do, as if the sky had collapsed.

Gulun Lanxin said: "We should not be idle either. Take the maids and textile workers of Durham Mansion to find Mr. Beile. Tomorrow morning, we will go door-to-door and expand to the suburbs. We must find Mr. Beile back."

The Empress Dowager of the Forbidden City, Cining Palace, received news that Dulun Qizhen's life and death were uncertain, and was rescued by the leader of the Shenlong Sect and frowned secretly.

Suddenly she sent an order: "Come, send me Soetu to the palace."

The next day, the entire capital was like boiling boiling water. All households received notices from the Ministry of Revenue. Whether it was the mountainous people or the local chamber of commerce, they all received notices that Dulun Qizhen had a reward of 1,000 taels and was promoted to the title.

For a time, Dulun Qizhen became a household name in the capital. Those girls who had heard Dulun Qizhen's poems thought that it must be the royal princess who fell in love with Dulun Qizhen and wanted to be the princess. They all envied them. Some even thought that Dulun Qizhen's romantic figures such as Dulun Qizhen must not like the powerful or the princess is an ugly girl, and they all thought that Dulun Qizhen had escaped from marriage, and it would be great if he hid in his own house.

Some talented women even spontaneously organized themselves to find Dulun Qizhen, but they did not hand it over to the court when they found it, but instead kept it privately to help such talented men escape the court's forced marriage.

In a cave on the top of Qianjue Peak Baizhang Cliff, it has been three days since Dulun Qizhen was still unconscious, sometimes getting cold, as cold as popsicles; sometimes getting hot as hot as charcoal.

Xiao Qingyi stabbed many silver needles on his upper body, urging Mingyugong to heal Dulun Qizhen.

The beautiful face under the white face towel was covered with fragrant sweat and wet the face towel, but she still didn't take it off. Even at this moment, Dulun Qizhen couldn't see her appearance at all.

After a long time, Dulun Qizhen said powerlessly: "Water...water..." and then he tilted his head and fainted.

Xiao Qingyi slowly retracted her skills and said, "It seems that Mingyu Gong cannot save you. When the ancestor practiced this skill, he also reached the fourth stage and was unable to break through, which led to his devil. Fortunately, the master's grandmother used himself as a cauldron to activate the internal power of the magic needle book to help the ancestor overcome the difficulties."

If Mu Xue were here, it would be fine. How could I help him get through the difficulties like this?

Xiao Qingyi wrapped some water with the leaves and penetrated it into Dulun Qizhen's thirsty throat. Dulun Qizhen felt much more comfortable.

It seems like I am in a dream, but it is like I am entering reincarnation. My whole body is light and it seems to be rotating and rotating constantly.

In a trance, he seemed to see Guanyin Bodhisattva wearing a white dress, holding a willow bottle in his hand, and feeding it to the tender green willow branches with some nectar and jade dew to his mouth. He was so beautiful, so beautiful and refined!

Dulun Qizhen smiled, and said unconsciously with a baby smile: "Sister Guanyin, you are so beautiful!"
Chapter completed!