After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

The secret talisman light array exploded, and the flames set off a violent sea of ​​fire and wind.

The crack in the jade platform that was broken by the black sword suddenly split into a bottomless abyss, and was swallowed up by the devastating light array, and countless hyphae shrank suddenly.

Pei Guichen, who was rarely seen in such a state of embarrassment, raised his sword and looked over.

Xian Zhi howled miserably but refused to let go of the black-robed king.

The thin and tough mycelium, pure white but soaked with cold murderous intent, was almost dragging its black-robed prey into the abyss, but was interrupted by a figure running towards it!

After seeing clearly who the figure was, Pei Guichen's cold eyes suddenly tightened!

But the woman in the white Tang skirt grabbed the wrist of the black-robed king regardless of everything.

The black-robed king raised his eyes along the knuckles that had turned white from exertion.

The violent air current lifted up the corners of Abao's sleeves, and the whistling air blades were extremely sharp, cutting her arms and leaving bloody marks.

Suddenly, a drop of blood splashed into the corner of his eye in the strong wind.

It's like a drop of warm and hot tear.

And she shouted with a crying voice.

"Uncle! Please don't let go..."

Just at this moment, a very light "crackling" sound was mixed into the roaring wind.

The black-robed king turned around and found that it was the King of Qin who had regained his sanity as a puppet!

The two looked at each other, and the King of Qin fought with his hands. He forced his right hand to break his left arm, causing the hand that was dragging the black-robed King to fall in a strange arc!

Taking advantage of this gap, the black-robed king launched a counterattack.

Xian Zhi had never expected that the King of Qin would lose control and kill her. She watched as the black sword in the black-robed King's hand burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and the thin and cold blade of the immortal-slaying sword cut towards her in an instant!

The strings could not bear the howling of pain, and the shattered tough threads were blown away by the strong wind.

It was so angry that its eyes were bloodshot! But it could only watch as the black-robed king escaped, holding the shaky A-bao, and stood steadily in the bumpy waves of fire!

The fragments of gold gathered together and entangled with the blood-red secret symbols in the blazing sea of ​​fire, forming a huge torrent.

That is the true mighty power of Mingjingtai.

At this time, the golden throne in the air appeared again!

Qi Jiang, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, as if he had compassion for all things.

As Po was being surprised, the golden body exploded in an instant! !

Fine golden rain fell from the sky, accompanied by clear sounds from the Mirror Stand. The strings were bound by layers of blood-red talismans, and the pain was extreme, but they were no longer able to break free.

Amid the fierce hot wind, the black-robed King held his sword in his hand without saying a word. With his black hair flying, he looked at the King of Qin. A glimmer of light slowly appeared in his eyes.

Both of them were in a mess, with bloodstains on their faces.

But after a moment's silence, as the wailing and screaming in the King of Qin's mind finally quieted down, his stern outline gradually softened.

The King of Qin was reluctant to leave his loved ones right in front of him.

However, when the King of Qin recalled the girl's solemn promise in the dream, he felt relieved.

The next moment, his body, which was barely supported by the strings, quickly turned into bones.

A Bao looked at his uncle beside him worriedly.

But his cold eyes suddenly darkened and he suddenly vomited blood.

“Don’t look!” Turning around and standing on tiptoe, A Bao raised his hand to cover his uncle’s cold eyes, begging in a tearful voice: “Uncle, please, don’t look.”

Hearing this, the black-robed king with cold bloodshot eyes looked down at A Bao who was standing in front of him in a trance. The corners of her eyes turned red and she was so sad that she burst into tears.

In the dead silence for a while, he put his arms around her waist tightly and leaned dejectedly on her shoulder.

The next moment, there was a loud bang!!

A torrent of broken gold, like a flaming dragon, rose into the sky, then swooped down to attack the string. The huge force of the formation swept it up and pressed it straight into the abyss.

In a flash, the deep cracks disappeared, leaving no gap at all.

But the raging sea of ​​fire in front of A Bao was getting more and more intense. The original scene of the clear clouds and warm breeze, flying fireflies and dancing butterflies in the Mirror Terrace was constantly flashed back in front of them, with the apocalyptic scene of the sky collapsing, the magma overturning, and the seawater pouring back.

All those who were caught in the mirror platform could only hear a deafening tremor! !

The pain of their souls being torn apart came over them, and a whirlpool of fire swept them all in until the last moment when they were on the verge of suffocation!!

The black-robed king suddenly opened his cold eyes and saw the bottom of the black lake.

The lake bottom was turbulent, but above his head, in the sparkling water, in the distant and unreachable circle of light, a figure swam towards him with all his might and desperately stretched out his hand to him.

Suddenly, the words left by the King of Qin echoed in his mind.

Huo Li plotted against Xian Zhi, and the King of Qin, who regained his sanity on the verge of death, spoke in a deep and lasting voice.

"Don't regret the departure of your mother and I. We are just where you came from, and she is where you are going back to."

She is my way home.

The black-robed king, who was falling deeper and deeper into the lake, suddenly came to his senses.

And she grabbed his hand forcefully!

She led him to swim towards the bright circle of light, and the moment it broke the surface of the lake, he turned around and hugged her in his arms.

Leaning against the familiar black robe's chest, Abao, who had survived the disaster, breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder Queen Qi Jiang wanted to close the passage between the two worlds thousands of years ago.

They were just mortal bodies, and it took the combined efforts of several people to barely suppress the string.

If we encounter more monsters, no amount of lives will be enough to fill the gap.

Even if there is Emperor Uncle Feng Ran, and that bastard Pei Guichen, and even Yan Haixi is dragged into this...A Bao took a deep breath and sighed, it's still tough.

At this time, there was a constant sound of splashing water.

After returning safely to the shore of Black Lake with his uncle, Abao looked around.

In the underground cave before our eyes, the white mycelium that originally covered the ground disappeared, the colorful poisonous little mushrooms also withered one after another, and even the poisonous anaconda vines and monitor lizards were nowhere to be seen.

All that was left were the huge rocks that had rolled down like a rainstorm not long ago, piled up in a mess by the lake.

Seeing this, Abao suddenly thought of someone.

After the poisonous anaconda vines at the westernmost part of the Black Lake faded away, a huge rusty bronze gate was revealed.

And Bai Zhe, the disheveled and soaked Jialuo concubine, who was leaning against the tightly closed bronze door, seemed to have sensed something and looked at her sternly.

The underground cave, which had returned to calm, was now surging with undercurrents.