Fu Jiugang just came out of the hall, only felt a black gas hitting him, and then he was taken to a secluded corner.

Ye Zhongyuan's eyes were so gloomy that he was about to eat, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Did you know that something went wrong?"

Fu Jiugang recovered for a moment, and nodded silently.

"You!" Ye Zhongyuan glanced at Fu Jiu's collar, gave him a serious glance, and pushed him away. Jun had an unprecedented anger on her face. "She has an accident, why don't you tell me?"

"The emperor, you must attend the Dachao Club. Your subordinates know that you are worried about Miss Di, but the country cannot be without a king. The subordinates have sent someone to find Miss Di, but ..."

"Nothing, right." Ye Chongyuan interrupted him coldly, his eyes cold like ice, "Fu Jiu, you know, Shake is the only woman I've liked for so many years. If she has an accident, I will overturn the whole thing. Beicha, get her back! "

Fu Jiu was totally stunned. He had no idea that the emperor would say this.

And just for a little woman.

"Now, I give you a chance to redeem your guilt, deploy all the Sky Warriors, and search for the shaken whereabouts of Bitian Continent. No matter how long you have, you must bring her intact with you. There is a slight difference, you know the consequences. "

Ye Zhongyuan said, exuding a sharp black gas.

Fu Jiuzhuo said, "Yes!"

Only when the emperor dispatched troops would he use the northern elite's most elite Sky Warrior, but now, for the Emperor's help, the Emperor has used the Sky Warrior twice.

Fu Jiu suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.

When Rong Hong told him that when Di Fuyao disappeared, he shouldn't let it go by chance.

If Emperor Fuyao really happened, there is no doubt that this ghost emperor who once stained Bitian and killed the world will definitely come back, and this killing will surely make Bitian continent more brutal and bloody.

He did not dare to delay for another second, and immediately dispatched all the elite Sky Warriors, issued a death order to the mainland, and must find Emperor Fuyao.

Ye Chongyuan naturally would not be idle. He took off his dragon robe, put down his most distinguished identity, and set about preparing to find Emperor Fuyao.

But at this time, the palace girl came to report that the master of Xuedian was sick again.

Ye Zhongyuan had to put down temporarily, and quickly came to the Snow Temple.

Everyone in the palace knows that there is a woman living in the Snow Palace, whose appearance is as beautiful as a fairy. She does not belong to the concubine of the Empress Harem, but has lived in the Harem for many years.

Because this fairy-like beautiful woman has ill health, so the emperor specially ordered someone to build a snow palace for this woman.

Why Xuedian, as the name suggests.

Even the roof tiles were made of crystal-clear jade. I heard that this fairy-like woman loves snow the most in her life and has a snow character in her name. Everyone has to call her the master of snow.

"Why did you get sick at this time?" Ye Zhongyuan asked the court lady who reported her as she walked.

The palace lady answered truthfully, "Snow Master vomited blood early, and the doctor could not find out what happened. Snow Master did not allow the slave to tell the emperor that the emperor was at the Dachao meeting. This is a small matter that does not need to worry the emperor. There was too much blood, and I was so worried that I dared to sue the emperor. "

Ye Zhongyuan's face was slightly heavy.

Qian Xue has ill health, often vomits blood and is comatose, and his body is fragile. For so many years, he has searched for famous doctors all over the world, and he has not regarded this disease as promising.

He used to take Qianxue to Yaowanggu once, and Yaowang only said one sentence, "Destiny is insurmountable. The girl's illness is heart disease, and the old man can't cure it."

He had to build a pure white palace to make Qian Xue live comfortably.

When Ye Zhongyuan strode across the white and clear jade brick corridor and came to the door of the Snow Palace, he heard a continuous coughing sound.

Cough sound and light are boring and depressing to outsiders.

Pushing through the door, I saw a beautiful young woman lying on a soft collapse, holding a fist and hammering her chest constantly, a heartbreaking cough ...

"Qianxue ..." Ye Zhongyuan stepped forward to support the woman.

The woman's body was extremely thin, her face paled like a piece of snow about to melt.

The long curly lashes trembled slightly.

Yan Qianxue looked up and smiled softly, "Night, are you here?"

Ye Zhongyuan held her up and sat down softly, her palms pressed against her back, and she slowly lost her spiritual power to Yan Qianxue.

"Night, don't waste your spiritual power. This is my old fault. It's okay, yeah ..." Yan Qianxue smiled bitterly, and the beautiful features outlined a hint of helplessness.

Ye Zhongyuan turned a deaf ear to himself and continued to inject spiritual power into the woman's body. After a while, Yan Qianxue's complexion returned to a trace of blood, and she did not cough much.

"Every time I have to trouble you to use my spiritual power to continue my life, night, I really feel bad ..." Yan Qianxue sighed.

"Without you, there would not be the North Emperor Ghost Emperor, Qian Xue, this is what I should do, you don't have to worry about it."

Yan Qianxue's thin and white hand gently grasped Ye Zhongyuan's hand, and asked slightly, "Night, have you been to Nanxuan for so long and found that thing?"

Only by finding that thing can she live without having to rely on the power of the night.

Ye Chongyuan smiled and comforted: "It's already an eyebrow. You can rest assured that I will find a hundred poisonous bodies, and then use her efforts to support you and continue your life."

"Well, I look forward to one day standing next to you and overlooking the world."

Yan Qianxue smiled lightly, and the two pear vortices on both sides of the cheek outlined infinitely tender and charming.

Ye Zhongyuan accompany Yan Qianxue in the Snow Temple for a long time, and after she fell asleep, she came out of the Snow Temple.

As he was about to leave, Bier, a personal servant who served Yan Qianxue, courageously said, "The emperor, Master Xue has always been hugging him recently. If he can, can the emperor come to the Snow Temple every day to accompany him?

Ye Zhongyuan's eyes sank.

Bier thought he was shaken, and went on to say, "Not long ago, the emperor was not in the palace. The master Xue missed the emperor but was not accompanied by him. He often hid alone and cried, and he saw it several times. , Master Xue, this is a heart disease. Once you worry too much, you will get sick ... "

"Who taught you that?" Ye Zhongyuan's voice was cold.

Bier frightened and fell to his knees, "No one teaches slaves, it's really slaves who distress Snow Master, and please the emperor!"

"Yes, let's go on." Ye Zhongyuan looked back at Xue Dian, Junmei's face was expressionless, took out the sound stone, and asked coldly: "Fu Jiu, if you find a shaking place, you must first Looking back, I can't get away with something now. "

Fu Jiu quickly responded, "Yes, emperor!"

At this time, the only person in the palace who could drag the emperor was the master of the Snow Palace.