Chapter 623 - Emperor Si Ming Is Assassinated

Si Mobai took a careful look at Tu Xiang and saw that he was holding a petal in his hand. He picked it up with a frown and said, “It’s from a peony flower.”

Hearing this, Feng Tianlan suddenly thought of something and then quickly ran out calling, “Uncle.”

“Lan’er.” Si Mobai hurried to catch up. He caught her waist and used the fastest speed to run toward Feng Manor.

When they returned to Feng Manor and saw Feng Qingling inside the hall, instructing the housekeeper on a matter, Feng Tianlan rushed up and said, “Uncle, did anyone come by just now?”

“No, what’s the matter?” Feng Qingling looked at the worried expression on her face in puzzlement and asked, “What happened?”

“Tu Xiang is dead…”

Boom!

She had not finished speaking when they heard the sound of an explosion. To ordinary people, it was like exploding fireworks. But for the Spiritual Masters of Cultivation, it was the sound of powerful men in battle.

“Si Ming.” Si Mobai looked toward where the Imperial Palace was. The white clouds over there scattered in all directions. Spiritual Force rippled. A Supreme Being had appeared on top of the Imperial Palace.

Something was wrong with the Imperial Palace. Something had happened to Si Ming!

Feng Tianlan was shocked, “White Cutie-pie, Xiao Qing, you stay here.” With that, she left together with Si Mobai.

White Cutie-pie and Xiao Qing came out of the Pill Scroll Realm. White Cutie-pie’s injury had fully recovered, and Xiao Qing’s horn had been broken. Even though it was healed now, it had become a broken horn.

Si Mobai’s speed was amazingly fast. They reached not long after. When they arrived, Si Ming suddenly flew out and his body hit the ground hard. That Supreme Being struck again, the honoree again shot, wanting to kill Emperor Si Ming with one blow.

Si Mobai looked up with cold eyes. His figure flashed and he landed in front of Si Ming to shield him from the deadly blow. Next, his Spiritual Force transformed into a sharp blade and he brandished it out all of a sudden. The assassin’s eyes widened and abruptly fell down. He was killed in a single move.

Several other assassins took a look at Si Mobai and raised their swords to stab toward him at the same time while saying, “Kill him.”

The target of their assassination was him!

Si Mobai’s beautiful eyes coldly swept a glance at them. His figure moved stealthily and his sword skills were quick, precise, and powerful. The way he wielded the sword was never hesitant.

Clang, clang, clang!

The assassins had yet pulled out the sword when a slit appeared at the throat with blood gushing out like a spring.

There was another assassin!

Si Mobai coolly glanced at him. With a flash of his figure, and before he could make a move, he saw the person’s body rapidly swell up. The person was going to self-explode!

“How dare you!” Si Mobai’s hand lightly shot out his Spiritual Force and struck the assassin’s Dantian.

Pop!

The assassin immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His pale face swiftly turned red, as if stained with blood.

Seeing this, Si Mobai frowned. He had taken poison to commit suicide!

When Feng Tianlan saw that he was fighting effortlessly, she went first to help Emperor Si Ming up. She said, “Your Majesty.”

“Young Mistress.” Si Ming’s eyelids felt heavy. He opened his eyes with much effort and clearly saw her beautiful appearance as he said, “Do you accept Young Master?”

“Don’t talk. I’ll administer treatment for you.” Feng Tianlan helped Si Ming up and gave him a Quick Healing Pill. Then, she imbued him with the Nature Spiritual Force bit by bit. The Emperor and she had not had any interaction before. But he was Mobai’s King Father in name so she must save him.

“It’s no use. It’s a Heart-devouring Poison. There’s no antidote for it in the world.” A strange layer of red color had already emerged in Si Ming’s face. He still spoke with strength, as if it were a final burst before dying.

“Just give it a try…”, said Feng Tianlan, who did not give up.

At this time, Si Mobai’s white clothes were stained with drops of blood. It was as if plum blossoms were blooming on his body. He stood in front of Si Ming and said, “Lan’er, listen to him. He doesn’t have much time left.”