The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 26

After a few stabs, the swords were unsheathed one after another.Chu Yanchuan withdrew the barrier outside the seal, Jing Feirong raised his hand and made a formula, and put the totem above the seal into his palm.Losing the suppression of the totem, the seal began to shake greatly, and a faint roar came from the depths of the demon world. Yu Cang turned his head to look at Jing Feiyun, and said, "Third Highness, please go back to the heaven to transfer troops."

Once the magic seal is opened, the entire demon world loses the suppression with the highest amount of magic power, and demonic beasts rise up, intending to help Chituo.Jing Feiyun glanced at him, turned around and left the dry marsh without saying a word.

Just as he stepped out of the barrier, the ground suddenly trembled. Jing Feiyun knelt down on one knee unsteadily. Looking back, the sky was filled with red flames. Wanting to escape, only the pair of chains under his feet held him in danger, making harsh noises as they rubbed against each other.

"A group of... lunatics!" Jing Feiyun gritted his teeth and stood up, heading towards the heaven without looking back.

Chu Yanchuan, Yu Cang, and Hei Wuchang stood in a triangular position, and set up seals to surround Chituo. Jing Feirong flew up, and struck Chituo's chest with his sword. The sword spirits intertwined and illuminated Jing Feirong's cold face.When they were very close, Jing Feirong and Chi Tuo looked at each other, Chi Tuo did not avoid it at all, but slowly raised the corners of his lips, smiled very strangely, his red pupils flickered slightly.

Jing Feirong's complexion suddenly changed, and he looked down. When the sword tip pierced Chituo's chest, it just sank into the chaotic paleness, and an irresistible force came from the sword blade, directly dragging him into the unknown place. In chaos.

There seemed to be something whizzing past his ears, Jing Feirong opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself lying on the bed in the sleeping hall.

"Your Highness?" A person sat leisurely beside him, Jing Feirong turned his head to look, it was Chu Yanchuan, as if he had just woken up.

"Why..." Jing Feirong touched his head, a little dazed, "We are..."

"What's wrong?" Chu Yanchuan caressed his side face and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"No...no..." Jing Feirong didn't know whether he was denying the discomfort or the current scene, he hurriedly got off the bed and shook his head desperately.

It was a lie, he was clearly in the dry marsh, how could he suddenly return to the bedroom?is fake.

Jing Feirong looked down at his empty hands, and felt uneasy. He wanted to find the holy sword, but he looked around to sense it, but he couldn't feel the existence of the holy sword.

"Your Highness..."

Jing Feirong raised his head with his eyes wide open, Chu Yanchuan's voice was extremely soft, a tone he had never heard before, and his expression was also unfamiliar, he stepped forward to grab Jing Feirong's shoulders, his cold face was stained with almost With a bewitching expression and soft eyes, he leaned on Jing Feirong as if boneless, raised his head and touched his chin with his lips, and asked, "What is Your Highness looking for?"

"No, no..." Jing Feirong felt that something was wrong - his mind was a little dizzy, and he couldn't sort out his thoughts, so he could only hug him subconsciously.Chu Yanchuan's clothes were scattered, his waist was hot and soft, and the faint hot air sprayed on Jing Feirong's neck, which was about to burn.

"Sleep for a while longer." Chu Yanchuan's fingertips slid down Jing Feirong's cheeks all the way to his lower abdomen. The touch was as fine and sharp as a crawling snake.Jing Feirong's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly even when he opened his eyes desperately. He could only hear Chu Yanchuan's soft voice, "Okay, Feirong..."

Consciousness returned in an instant, Jing Feirong pushed him away, his eyes were clear, and he said coldly: "Get lost!"

Chu Yanchuan never called him by his name, and always called him 'Your Highness Fifth' and 'Your Highness'——Jing Feirong will never forget.

"Your Highness Fifth is really smart." Chu Yanchuan smiled seductively, his face gradually changed, and turned into Chituo's original body, and the surrounding scenes also collapsed, changing into what Jing Feirong had seen before, inside the seal.

"You lured me into the illusion, just to delay the time." Jing Feirong said calmly.

"Yes." Chi Tuo smiled sinisterly, "Without you, a single-born profound dragon, what can other people do to me?"

Jing Feirong stared at him: "If I directly destroy the illusion, your primordial spirit will be lost. I don't care about the consequences this time, so you can give it a try."

But he was not completely sure, he didn't know how many demon spirits and cultivations Chi Tuo invested in this illusion, destroying the illusion would consume a lot of energy, Jing Feirong could not act hastily.

"Regardless of the consequences... are you serious?" Chi Tuo suddenly pointed somewhere, and said, "Even this?"

Jing Feirong looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was a thin red light not far away, surrounded by a faint blue light.Jing Feirong's breath was stagnant - it was half of his dragon veins, and the soul of his father.

He went forward to grab it without hesitation, and as soon as he was about to touch it, the dragon veins and soul suddenly disappeared. Jing Feirong's heart beat wildly, and Chituo's voice came from behind, saying, "You really think that Yu Linyun's soul can Are you safe and sound in the seal?"

But Jing Feirong just stared blankly at the empty darkness in front of him, he hardly dared to listen any more.

"Do you know what the soul of Kaigu God Venerable smells like..." Chi Tuo's voice was hollow and sinister, "Do you know how much he struggled when that soul was swallowed by me..."

Jing Feirong covered his ears with trembling, and murmured in a daze, "Stop talking...shut up...shut up..."

"If you kill me today, your father will never be able to come back to life. Jing Feirong, you have to think clearly."

"Shut up! Shut up—!"

Jing Feirong roared hysterically, his eyes were blood red, and black dragon scales protruded from his neck.Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, the holy sword came looking for its owner, and it landed in Jing Feirong's hands.Jing Feirong was on the verge of collapse, almost unable to think, swung his sword and turned around to slash Chituo, but stopped when the blade was about to touch the opponent——

Yu Linyun was standing in front of him, her purple pupils were ice-like, and her eyes were calm.

"Father..." Jing Feirong opened his mouth slightly, it was the first time he stood face to face with Yu Linyun, and it was the first time he looked at his father like this.Tears were on the verge of falling, and Jing Feirong's voice was hoarse, "Father...is what he said true?"

Yu Linyun just looked at him and said nothing, Jing Feirong took a step closer to him in a daze, wanting to reach out to touch him, but Yu Linyun backed away, and they kept this distance until Jing Feirong didn't dare to touch him. Moving forward, he was afraid that Yu Linyun would dissipate.

"How?" Chi Tuo's voice came from all directions, with a cold smile, "If I live, Yu Linyun may be able to resurrect, but if I die, he will really die."

"How do you choose?" Chi Tuo asked cruelly, "How do you choose?"

It's a choice again... It's another... 7000 years ago, the Emperor of Heaven asked Chu Yanchuan to choose, the Six Realms or the Fifth Highness, Chu Yanchuan chose, Yu Linyun also chose... Now I have to choose - Chituo is alive , the Six Realms are in trouble, if Chituo dies, his father will not be able to live again.

"Why... why..." Jing Feirong lowered his hand weakly, and tapped the tip of his sword on the ground. He looked at Yu Linyun's face, tears rolled down his face, and asked in tears, "Why does everyone have to make a choice... "

He doesn't want to choose, he would rather make himself the only option, and use him in exchange—in exchange for the peace of the people, and for the respect of the father.

"I don't choose...I don't choose." Jing Feirong raised his hand as he spoke, pressed the holy sword to his throat, and said with a choked voice, "I'll trade it for myself."

Use all the dragon spirits in exchange for Chituo's death. If Chituo still has the soul of his father in his body, the eldest brother will definitely find out. Maybe the father can still... He finally understands that 7000 years ago, Chu Yanchuan and Yu Linyun's soul is still alive. Only by sacrificing oneself can we really have a clear conscience.

Jing Feirong closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks—he had no complaints or regrets, he just couldn't bear it, his brothers and sisters, his... his emperor.

It's too hasty tonight, he hasn't said goodbye to Dijun yet.

The holy sword trembled violently, not wanting to hurt the owner, Jing Feirong was about to use his strength to slay the spirit, but suddenly someone approached behind him.Jing Feirong's tear-filled eyes were gently covered, the familiar Lengxiang came, and Chu Yanchuan's voice was cold and calm, like a spring surging in the void.

"Your Highness don't cry, everything is a demon. Don't be afraid, I will choose for you."