The beauty god is forced to love every day

Chapter 220 The Chief Disciple committed an offense again today 2

In the dense forest with towering ancient trees, countless flaming balls fell from the sky, and the trees that were hit were instantly reduced to ashes.

Under such intensive attacks, two people could be vaguely seen fleeing in a panic. The young man among them was wearing a bright yellow brocade robe and a purple gold crown on his head.

He had an extremely heroic appearance, his narrow and long phoenix eyes were full of murderous intent, and there was a bloodstain on his white cheek, he looked both embarrassed and noble at the same time.

Protected by the servants around him, he kept moving through the dense forest to avoid deadly attacks.

Yuwen Si reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. A glimmer of golden light flashed in his dark golden eyes, and he felt very unwilling.

The pursuers behind him were following like shadows, all of them were foundation-building cultivators, and the one leading him had a ferocious and mocking look on his face.

Like a cat teasing a mouse, "Your Highness, you can't escape today! If you surrender obediently, maybe I can leave you with a whole body."

Old Xu snorted coldly, not moved at all. He fled at high speed with His Highness while thinking about how to deal with the situation.

Behind him were cultivators who had just established their foundation, and His Highness was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, so he was no match for them.

It is obviously impossible to leave safely today, but he will never let His Highness get hurt. Even if he dies, His Highness cannot die.

Suddenly, he saw a deep canyon ahead, and with an idea in his mind, he began to instruct his Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, we will go our separate ways in a while. You take the Wenshuang Sword and go south, and I will go north. We will meet in the Jinchuan Mountains, okay?"

Yuwen Si did not take the sword. His childish face showed an inappropriate sense of maturity. "Mr. Xu, please don't lie to me."

"I'm not a child anymore. If you stay here, you will die. We are very close to the Tianyuan Sect. Let's go and ask for help."

"Didn't Father save their leader's life before?"

Elder Xu touched his prince's head and smiled lovingly, "My little prince has grown up and can analyze the pros and cons."

"Then let's go to Tianyuan Sect for help."

"Yeah." Yu Wen Si tightly grasped the jade token in his hand, trying to suppress the discomfort of his body.

Although Old Xu agreed to this, he was not actually prepared to do so, because they could not hold on until they went to Tianyuan Sect for help.

When they were about to reach the edge of the canyon, General Xu exhausted the last of his spiritual power, teleported Yuwen Si out, and looked in the direction where His Highness left.

He said silently, "Your Highness, you will have to rely on yourself from now on. I can no longer accompany you."

"May the eternal light shine upon your Highness, and may you have a peaceful and smooth life."

He then turned around, controlling his body to self-destruct, preparing to die together with the three people behind him.

Old Xu's body exploded in an instant, and the powerful impact caught the three foundation-building monks who were chasing him behind him off guard.

Only a few screams were heard, and a powerful bloody aftermath instantly covered the entire forest and dissipated with the aftermath.

I saw a man coming out of the magic weapon, and looked around with a sinister look, "Luckily I have this magic weapon, otherwise I would really be dead."

"The only bloodline of the Yuwen royal family must die."

Then he quickly headed in the direction where Yuwen Si left.

Yu Wen Si, who was teleported away, felt his eyes blurry for a moment. When he could see his surroundings clearly again, he found himself in an unfamiliar forest.

He endured the pain in his body and slowly climbed up. His dark golden eyes were filled with a hint of sadness. His father and mother had died to protect him.

Now that Old Xu is dead, why do these people want to kill him? What secrets does he have?

So many people died for him, why on earth would he rather die than the people closest to him?

Yu Wen Si held back his tears, tried to calm himself down, and held the jade token tightly in his hand.

He understood that now was not the time to be sad. He had to rush to Tianyuan Sect for help as soon as possible and move quickly towards the location of Tianyuan Sect.

Because of the Wen Shuang Sword, he quickly arrived at the gate of Tianyuan Sect. However, when he was about to go up the mountain to ask for help, he was stopped by two disciples of Tianyuan Sect.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into Tianyuan Sect?" a disciple asked sternly.

Yuwen Si handed over the jade token in his hand, "This is your leader's jade order. Please pass it on and say that Yuwen Si from the Wu Dynasty wants to see you."

The two disciples took the jade token, examined it carefully, and confirmed that it was the master's jade token, and their attitude softened a little.

"You wait here, I will go and report to the master." A disciple said, then turned and flew towards the mountain.

Yuwen Si clasped his fists and bowed, "Thank you very much."

In the headmaster's hall.

After hearing the news, the leader of the Tianyuan Sect paced back and forth anxiously, feeling guilty about it.

But on the other side is the life of the entire sect. The Qianwu Dynasty has Nascent Soul cultivators, and the strongest in the Tianyuan Sect is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

This is simply like throwing an egg against a rock.

"Master, don't hesitate. We should immediately kidnap the little prince and wait for the adults from the Qianwu Dynasty to come. Otherwise, the Tianyuan Sect will suffer a devastating disaster."

"Yes! Sect Master, you can't be so narrow-minded. Even though he saved your life, you can't let us go and die!"

"Make a decision quickly, Master."

The head of Tianyuan Sect sighed and made a helpless decision, "Let's drive them away! Then we will lock up the sect."

Several elders wanted to say something, but when they saw that the sect leader had already sent people to do it, they had no choice but to give up.

Yuwen Si was waiting quietly in front of the mountain gate. However, when the disciple who went to report came back, he gave the answer.

His expression turned extremely ugly, but he also knew that there was no point in pestering her, so he pursed his lips and prepared to leave without saying a word.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual force blew him away and smashed him heavily against the stone wall. He could no longer hold back the fishy and sweet taste that was rising up.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

I saw a man slowly descending from the sky, with a sinister look on his face, "Your Highness, today is the day you die."

"The golden dragon that was predicted to destroy the world is nothing more than this. It seems that the high priest was exaggerating. It is nothing more than this."

Yu Wen Si felt so much pain all over his body, his handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted together, he gritted his teeth and stood up straight, despite being at a disadvantage.

But he remained calm and said, "What on earth are you doing here? Just because of a vague prophecy, you slaughtered so many people."

The man sneered, "The dead don't deserve to know why. I will send you to see your useless father right now."

As the man spoke, his gestures kept changing, and in an instant he gathered black spiritual energy and transformed it into a sword, which quickly flew towards Yuwen Si.

Yuwen Si clenched his fists unwillingly, but facing such an attack, he couldn't even dodge and could only wait for death to come.

At this critical moment, time and space were instantly imprisoned, and everything stopped.