The baby-making system is unreliable

He glanced at He Sui and slammed the table fiercely: "Isn't there Deputy General Zhao guarding the north gate?"

The soldier looked embarrassed and lowered his head: "General Zhao...he has been poisoned!"

Wu Shijiang's eyes widened, his face solemn: "What? How could this happen?"

He knew very well the strength of General Zhao. If he had not been poisoned by an extremely powerful poison, he would never have fallen so easily.

"Quickly send people to support the north gate! We must not let the enemy break through the city!" After Wu Shijiang gave the order, he turned and looked out the window, worried.

Thick smoke billowed from the city walls, and the sounds of shouting and weapons clashing resounded through the sky.

One can imagine that a thrilling battle is going on there, and every moment is related to the life and death of the city.

Facing a powerful enemy, they must do their best to resist to the end. At this moment, time is running out and not a minute or a second can be wasted.

This war is getting harder and harder, he doesn't know how long he can hold on...

Late at night, everything was silent, and the moonlight sprinkled like water in the courtyard of Beiyou Palace.

A light figure passed by quietly like a ghost, and disappeared within the high walls of the palace in the blink of an eye.

This figure was Yun Xirou. She had a heavy responsibility and was determined to rescue her mother who was imprisoned here.

The Beiyou Palace was originally heavily guarded, but Yun Xirou had already broken through the tenth level of the Wuhen Gong.

Now, no one in the entire Beiyou Palace can stop her.

He was as light as a swallow and had great martial arts skills. With his extraordinary lightness and agility, he successfully avoided the eyes and ears of many guards and sneaked into the mansion.

However, her purpose... was not to sneak in secretly, but... to attract firepower.

"Who are you, a rogue, to dare to trespass into the palace? What is the palace?"

The four guards Feihua Zhulang shouted angrily and chased after Yun Airou. There was a commotion and many guards surrounded Yun Airou from all directions.

"You are the villain. I came here openly. What? Do you have any objection?!"

Yun Xirou was dressed in orange, with a cunning and lively face, like a devil in the dark night.

She held the sword tightly in her hand, the sword body flashed with a cold light, revealing a mysterious and powerful aura.

The orange dress on Yun Xirou complements her beauty, highlighting her outstanding temperament.

When she wielded the Qingyun Sword, the sword light was as fast as lightning and the momentum was as powerful as a rainbow, which made people fall in love with her.

Yun Xirou looked around and narrowed her eyes. Her aunt said that the two kings had started a war in Xichen City and King Beiyou was not in the mansion. Now was a perfect opportunity to rescue her mother.

"Besides! Who do you care who I am? The King of Beiyou is cruel and tyrannical. The land under his jurisdiction is full of starving people and the people are living in misery. His evil deeds are simply intolerable! Such a cruel and inhumane tyrant should be killed by everyone!"

Yun Xirou roared indignantly, as the saying goes, if you don't agree, there's no need to talk too much.

The two sides stopped talking and started fighting. In an instant, shouts of killing rang out, swords flashed and shadows crossed, and a life-and-death contest began.

She held a long sword in her hand and swung it violently. The sword was as powerful as a rainbow and whizzed out with a sharp sword energy.

At the same time, Yun Xirou practiced the Wuhen Gong, and the aura around her suddenly became erratic, as if she had blended into the surrounding environment.

Even though four powerful enemies were attacking her, she showed no fear. She shuttled between the enemies like a ghost, and each of her swords hit the vital points accurately.

Under the effect of the Traceless Skill, the enemy was unable to capture her figure and attack trajectory at all and could only passively take the beating.

"This little girl is really good at martial arts. I never thought she would be so powerful at such a young age."

A pretty and charming woman, holding a soft whip, kicked sideways, dodged the attack, and sighed while covering her mouth.

This woman is He Hua from Feihua Zhulang. She is good at using a whip, has a voluptuous figure, and has a seductive look in her eyes.

"What's wrong He Hua? Are you feeling sorry for the little girl? This little girl is indeed pretty."

A bearded, unkempt man with a low and hoarse voice leaned lazily against the wall, looking at the person in front of him with a playful and teasing look.

The darts in his hand flew out from time to time, seemingly carelessly, but the darts contained murderous intent and flew in different positions.

"How is that possible? Looking at such a pretty girl, hehe... I just want to tear her face apart."

What He Hua hated most in her life was beautiful young girls.

After she finished speaking, He Hua swung the whip, Yun Xirou dodged to the left, and stared at them coldly.

Of course, there were not just a few of them. There were bright spots everywhere, and many people were shooting arrows.

Yun Xirou dodged and fought back a few times, causing chaos in the courtyard.

"He Lang, stop being lazy. If so many of us can't get a girl, we'll be laughed at."

In the midst of his busy fight with Yun Xirou, He Fei took the time to shout angrily, but was forced back by her sword energy and his hammer fell on the eaves.

With a clang, two swords attacked from all around. Yun Xirou dodged quickly, kicked back, and landed steadily on the roof.

Yun Xirou fought while leading them westward, making sure to buy enough time for Brother Han and her aunt.

They didn't want to let their aunt come, but Han Xiuqi didn't know her mother, and her mother might not believe him, so they had to go together.

Furthermore, Wu Shenhuan also smiled and said, "I am worried too!"

He Zhuren was ruthless and said few words. As his two swords fell at her at an extremely fast speed, she raised her sword to block, took a step back, and dodged sideways.

"The Four Great Guards of Beiyou Palace? Haha... now it seems that they are just so-so..."

Yun Xirou raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, her eyes were full of provocation and contempt.

It was as if the so-called four great guards of Beiyou Palace were not worth mentioning at all in her eyes.

At this moment, Yun Xirou stood as straight as a pine tree, emitting an invisible aura of pressure.

He Fei shouted angrily: "What a big tone, I must teach you a lesson for being so arrogant!?"

"Teach me a lesson?! No one here can match me."

Her beautiful and stern face revealed a kind of determination and confidence. It seemed that no enemy could make her retreat in fear.

As Yun Xirou finished her words, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

Everyone held their breath and stared quietly at the woman who dared to challenge the authority of Beiyou Palace.

They secretly wondered in their hearts, what gave her such courage?

Faced with Yun Xirou's provocation, the offensive of the four guards of Beiyou Palace became more and more fierce.

But no matter how fierce their attack was, Yun Xirou always looked calm and composed.

With only one hand and one sword, they were no match at all.

Instead, Yun Xirou was left hanging, and the others went further and further astray.

As time went by, they found that it was true, no one present could defeat her!!!

She is alone, yet she can withstand the attack of hundreds of people here.

Everything was silent at night, except for the sound of the wind whistling in my ears and the branches swaying in the wind, as if they wanted to stop swinging.

The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, and the air is filled with tension.

……

Somewhere in the palace, the lights are dim, the corridors are winding and deep, and clouds and mist are lingering in between, giving people a mysterious feeling.

Han Xiuqi was dressed in dark red clothes, moving carefully among them. He held the blood jade flute tightly in his hand, with sharp eyes, vigilantly observing the movements around him.

"Come here, little brat."

Wu Shenhuan called out quietly and waved at him. She had been here several times and was much more familiar with it than Han Xiuqi.

Finally, after a series of complicated routes, the two soon arrived at a remote secret passage.

Han Xiuqi took a deep breath, then suddenly threw out the poison mist that he had prepared in his hand.

The poisonous fog shot out quickly like a black cannonball, carrying a suffocating stench and deadly threat.

The poisonous fog quickly spread in the air, forming a thick cloud.

It rolled and twisted like a ferocious beast, pouncing forward with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever it went, the air became turbid and it was impossible to breathe.

This is the poison he made using ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of poisonous herbs from hundreds of valleys. It's a good time to try it out.

Walking along the narrow and dark secret passage, every step is accompanied by unknown fear and tension.

Finally, we arrived at the end of the secret passage, and a strong, indescribable strange smell hit our noses.

The strange smell seemed to be a mixture of decay, blood and death, making people feel sick.

In the dim light, a figure could be vaguely seen trapped in front.

When I got closer, I found that it was a woman with a haggard face.

Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were lifeless, as if she had lost all life and hope.

What was even more frightening was that she was locked firmly on a huge cross, with thick iron chains wrapped around her body, restricting her movements.

“Xiao Shi…how did you…become like this?!”

Wu Shenhuan's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, and her voice became a little hoarse due to extreme shock.

"..."

Hearing the noise, the lady in front of her opened her eyes with difficulty. She recognized her aunt at a glance. Her nose felt sore and she said in a weak and aggrieved voice, "Aunt...Aunt?"

Wu Shenhuan's tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes, blurring her vision.

The Xiao Shi in front of him was almost unrecognizable. Her originally pretty face was now covered with hideous scars, which was shocking.

There were wounds of varying degrees all over the body, some of which were still oozing blood, as if he had been cruelly tortured.

Wu Shenhuan felt heartbroken, unable to imagine what kind of horrible thing she had experienced.

Wu Xiaoshi was her brother's favorite little daughter back then, but now... now, she has been tortured into this state!!!

"..."

Han Xiuqi was so shocked that he was speechless, but luckily his brain was still online. He quickly stepped forward, put her down, and treated her injuries.

He simply dealt with it urgently, but fortunately it was mostly caused by excessive blood loss, and he was able to cure the poison in his body now.

"Come on, aunt, let's go out first."

It is not advisable to stay here for long, the right thing to do is to get out as soon as possible.

They were about to return the same way, however, at this moment, a mysterious man in black suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

The man in black launched the attack without saying a word.

"Hmm? Not good..."

Han Xiuqi stood in front of them and confronted the man in black. He had no time to be frightened and was the first to attack and resist.

The two of them have now lost all their internal strength, and the only way they can escape is to use poison.

Fortunately, although he has no internal strength, his sword moves are still there. Relying on the strange and unpredictable sword moves, he can also fight back.

“Cough cough cough…cough cough…Yijie…wake up!”

Accompanied by a violent cough, Wu Xiaoshi's extremely weak voice seemed to come from the underworld, echoing in the air.

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and every breath was hoarse and painful.

Although the voice was not loud, it was full of anxiety and worry.

Han Xiuqi suddenly stopped what he was doing, stared at the man in front of him in astonishment, and whispered unconsciously: "Is it really... Uncle Yun?!"

He couldn't believe his eyes. It had only been a few months! Why had the changes been so great?

Recalling the last time they met in the inn, Han Xiuqi was still able to recognize him at a glance.

But now, the person in front of him seemed to have a completely different face, making him feel extremely unfamiliar and confused.

This huge difference made Han Xiuqi feel confused and worried - what happened during this period of time that caused Uncle Yun to change so dramatically?

"Wait a minute, could it be... the Hundred Transformation Gu?! But... if that's the case, how did she recognize it?"

Han Xiuqi dodged his attack and a guess flashed through his mind.

As the name suggests, the most basic function of the Baibian Gu is to change one's appearance. What's more advanced is that it can change one's bone structure and the memory of the person who planted the Gu.

Could it be that he discovered some secret?! No! If there was any, shouldn’t he be silenced to be safe?

Wu Xiaoshi was kept to use her blood to make Gu, so why was Uncle Yun kept?! Was there some other purpose?

According to Wu Canjiang's previous intelligence, Uncle Yun wanted to protect him and Wu Xiaoshi, but now he has turned into a "puppet" and poisoned him with the Hundred Transformations Gu.

Could it be that the information was wrong?! The point is that after being infected with the Hundred Transformation Gu, even the most familiar people might not be able to recognize him, so how could she recognize him?!

There were too many suspicious things at once.

However, I don’t have time to think about these things now. I hope he is just overthinking it.

Han Xiuqi took out the flute and put it to his lips. The music was long and melodious. It was a song for clearing the mind and could help one regain consciousness.

Yun Yiji seemed to be really affected by the song. He stood there motionless, and his empty eyes gradually became bright.

But the next moment, as if stimulated by something... he suddenly held his head up in pain.

Wu Shenhuan was startled and felt that something was wrong. She still believed in Han Xiuqi's level of witchcraft, unless there was someone else involved.

"There are others! If you are here, why don't you show yourself?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yun Yiji's condition suddenly calmed down. Han Xiuqi immediately put away the flute and looked towards the distance.

"Yes, you have some skills, but... do you really think I will let you go?"

A woman with a scar on her face suddenly appears...