Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 19 Interception
Jiang Yu took Song Heqing's hand and followed Zhong Liqing's sedan chair.

The sedan chair moved very slowly, and there was some snow on the path. It may have fallen after it was cleared. It was very light and thin, so be careful when walking.

The people behind him followed the sedan chair and walked slowly.

"Jiang Qing, where did this child come from? As far as I know, you don't have a husband or a son." Zhong Liqing turned his face and asked curiously.

Jiang Yu held Song Heqing's hand slightly tighter.

This Zhong Liqing is not going to die, right? According to her declared age, she is only in her early twenties now, how can there be a ten-year-old child.

There are only 800 years left until the 30-year period.

Zhong Liqing brought Jiang Yu, who had been hiding in government affairs, to the front of the stage, so that most officials now know her.

Jiang Yu originally didn't care. After all, a mortal's life only lasts a hundred years. She regarded the next few decades as her own life and left as soon as the agreed period came.

When Zhong Liqing says these words now, does he want to break the contract in advance?

Then can she leave directly?
Enter Yimei Garden.

From a distance, you can see large tracts of red plum trees, which look very charming against the falling snow in the sky.

The sedan carriage stopped, and the officials helped the emperor and his husband get out of the sedan chair, and entered the plum forest one after another, followed by the ministers and their families.

"Master, the plum blossoms are beautiful." Song Heqing raised his head and his eyes were full of red plums.

Don’t be afraid of being lonely in the deserted place, carry the red and burn alone in the snow

Jiang Yu let go and let him play, "Don't run too far."

Jiang Yu leaned against the plum tree and watched the child sniffing the red plums in the forest and scratching the snow on the ground. He occasionally raised his head with a smile on his face.

"Jiang Qing..."

Jiang Yu turned around.

A long sword approached at high speed, Jiang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he retreated quickly, and the ground was covered with white snow and red plums flying up.

Jiang Yu kicked the gathered red plums, climbed over behind the long sword, and grabbed the sword. The hilt filled with true energy buzzed in Jiang Yu's hand.

The monks in the Nascent Soul stage had tampered with the sword.

"There are assassins to protect you!"

There was chaos in the plum forest. When Jiang Yu looked back, he didn't see Song Heqing getting anxious.

She took advantage of the chaos, regardless of her identity being exposed, and the power of the Tribulation Stage exploded instantly, tearing open a space to isolate the outside world.

The long sword lost everything in her hand and was about to be inserted into the snow, leaving only the hilt suppressed in the ground.

Jiang Yufang walked out of the space, and a cyan figure appeared in front of Jiang Yu, flashing past, carrying a child wrapped in white clothes.

Song Heqing.

"Put him down!"

Jiang Yu flashed past and quickly stood in front of Qingying.

"Master, please leave me alone." Song Heqing struggled hard but was restrained in place by an invisible rope.

Jiang Yu's ice-blue long sword came out of his sleeve. The long sword blocked Ning Wu's way forward, and Jiang Yu blocked the retreat from behind.

"Ning Wu, put him down."

Song Heqing's face was red, and Ning Wu pinched him by the neck and lifted him up into the air. Song Heqing's hands were tied, and he lowered his head to bite.

Ning Wu was in pain and threw Song Heqing out. Jiang Yu stepped in front of Song Heqing to catch him and unchained him. The surrounding environment began to change.

"Run, don't look back." Jiang Yu pushed Song Heqing away.

Song Heqing didn't want to leave.

"You stay here, and I have to take care of you. There is no one in this world who can kill your master." Jiang Yu threw Song Heqing out without saying much.

Song Heqing landed firmly under the plum tree in the distance. Looking back, Jiang Yu had been swept into the wind and snow.

The falling snow and red plum trees formed a huge barrier blocking Song Heqing's sight.

Song Heqing ran outside the barrier, but before he could get close, he was bounced away and fell to the ground.

Jiang Yu looked at the flying snow swirling in the sky, and the flat ground bulged into strange shapes from time to time.

The sword was thrust into the snow quickly, and the things in the snow were faster. After the sword was thrown into the air, sword energy suddenly came from behind.

Ning Wu and several powerful disciples from the Southern Sect were now standing opposite Jiang Yu.

Cold wind, white snow, and red plum blossoms.

"Jiang Yu, today next year will be your memorial day."

Jiang Yu held the sword in both hands, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of winter style in his light red lips.

"The last person who said that has been dead for thousands of years."

For thousands of years?Ning Wu frowned.

"Little girl, villains die from talking too much. Have you heard this sentence?" Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the things still floating in the ground.

She probably knows what it is.

If you don't hibernate well at this time, you will come out to cause trouble.

"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense to her."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. It's getting late, and my little apprentice is still waiting for me to take him home."

Jiang Yu touched his Silver Moon Sword and said with a smile: "Little baby, it will be stained with blood today. I will give you a good wash when I go back."

Silver Moon trembled slightly.

Ning Wu held Feng Xue in his hand with his sword, and several people around him followed suit. Jiang Yu moved among them with ease.

The speed was so fast that only the afterimage was left. From time to time, he would rush to Ning Wu and touch her face, "It's so slippery."

Jiang Yu knocked down Ning Wu's sword: "Miss Ning Wu, why can't you even hold the sword steady?"

"Jiang Yu!" Ning Wu picked up the sword and glared at Jiang Yu fiercely. His long hair was messy and brushed his face.

Jiang Yu put away his smile after playing for a while, and the silver moon sword energy swept away a piece of snow and people.

Ning Wu tightly pressed the sword in his hand to prevent him from flying out. Bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were in pain like burning flames. The other junior brothers and sisters were shocked by the sword energy and broke through the barrier and flew out.

They underestimated the enemy. Jiang Yu was too strong. Even if Ning Wu's sword had borrowed Nascent Soul's energy from her master, it still couldn't touch Jiang Yu's edge.

Ning Wu looked at the exit where the barrier had been broken, and the wind and snow were pouring in. The sound of the collision of soldiers and armor was particularly clear in the snowy night.

The Zhongli royal family is also waiting for this fight, but Ning Wu knows that they will not send troops and will not fall out with Jiang Yu in public because she is really too strong.

Song Heqing squatted behind the thick plum tree, watching the soldiers in the palace quickly surround the swirling wind and snow barrier.

Just as he was about to run out and tell them that the master was inside, he suddenly saw several people flying out of the barrier, hitting the ground and vomiting blood, dyeing the snow red and adding to the red plum blossoms.

Song Heqing saw a guard lifting the injured man up and ordering someone like a medical officer to come and treat him.

Zhong Liqing walked out of the crowd, stared at the big hole in the barrier with a solemn expression, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on inside?"

The round-faced woman in green wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up unsteadily: "Jiang Yu is so powerful, we are far from her opponents."

"No matter what, we can't let her out of the palace today. You should find a way to block the exit." Zhong Liqing said, rolling up his sleeves.

He turned around and looked at the hundreds of guards in front of him, "You too, circle this place and don't let a fly fly in."

Song Heqing looked at this scene, with anger boiling in her eyes. Your Majesty actually wanted to kill her master, how could she do this!

(End of this chapter)