Xuanxia

Chapter 1111 Wake up
In fact, Fu Qingzhou was always awake.

When he saw the golden tree roots that connected the destiny of the Yan Kingdom and the figure walking towards him from the tree roots, the Sky Eye finally couldn't bear the burden...

This was a situation that had almost never occurred since he returned from Chaotian Cave.

It was even difficult for him to judge whether it was because he saw the overly complicated destiny of the Yan Kingdom, or because his body could not hold on first?

As his third eye closed, his body fell to the ground with a bang because he could no longer support himself.

After falling to the ground, Fu Qingzhou could clearly perceive his condition.

It can be said that he has never been injured so badly in his two lifetimes!

The bones in the whole body were almost shattered, and almost all the muscles under the skin of the turtle shell were turned into paste. There was no telling how much minced meat had been mixed into the pool of blood under the body, and almost all the internal organs in the body were scrapped.

If it weren't for the Natural Secret Art that tightly protected his brain and heart and barely maintained his "human form", he would almost turn into a pool of pus and blood!

This is the result of forcibly wielding eight divine swords at the same time.

Therefore, even though Fu Qingzhou knew clearly that the sword intent had not dissipated, and clearly knew that Qiu Chan's soul had not yet returned to her body...

But there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, the smoker showed up at last.

"Just take care of them for the next few days, that's all."

After hearing these words, Fu Qingzhou finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his heart.

"Old things are still reliable..."

Soon, Fu Qingzhou was lifted up. He could tell who was lifting him just by thinking about it, but he was too lazy to do so. He couldn't even lift his eyelids, so how could he think about extending his spiritual sense?

Enough support.

He felt relieved as long as he knew Qiu Chan was safe and everyone was fine.

Next, he closed his eyes, relaxed himself, and silently practiced the Natural Technique to repair his body.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qingzhou heard the sound of Tang Jiao's body beside his ears.

"Brother, it's great that you returned safely from Tianya. Old Ghost was also rescued by you, and even Sister Qiuchan is fine now..."

"The divine doctor Tao in the Northern Frontier Army said that Sister Qiuchan had been lying down for too long. Her internal energy had no soul to stimulate it and was motionless, which had lost its nourishment to her meridians, tendons and bones. As a result, her physical condition was not very good and it would take some time for her to wake up."

"But don't worry, big brother. Master Baihe took out the best elixir from Ziqi Xianfeng Temple, and she also personally helped Sister Qiuchan to activate her blood circulation and tendons. Sister Qiuchan should wake up soon!"

She talked a lot more, such as how she discussed the reconstruction of the True Immortal Palace with Master Jingming during the days when Fu Qingzhou was away from the capital, what advice Master Jingming gave, and what methods and connections the two of them found...

Fu Qingzhou really wanted to say something in response, but he was unable to speak, and couldn't even open his eyes. He had to continue pretending to be unconscious and listened quietly.

Not long after Tang Jiao left, Master Baihe came again.

But she only said three words.

"You... are fine."

After that, people came and went, and many people came to see him. The smoker also came over and boasted a few words. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood - this high mood was not only because of Qiu Chan, but also because they saw a scene today that had never been seen before and might never be seen again.

There really is someone who can wield the Eight Swords at the same time!
This is something that no one has ever been able to do since the founding of the Yan State and the forging of the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way!

Fu Qingzhou did it.

Although the time was short and he almost died, he finally did it.

This not only represents his strength, which has already reached a level that no one can imagine, but also means... he is a "true gentleman".

Maybe one or two magic swords can be controlled through communication, half coaxing and half deception, and eight magic swords can be controlled at the same time?
No one could disguise themselves so perfectly while resonating with the eight divine swords!
This can only mean one thing, that Fu Qingzhou truly achieved benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, virtue, and virtue at the same time, and at the same time he also had the ruthlessness and decisiveness of military and criminal law!

However, Fu Qingzhou himself did not think about this.

It was Zhao Yuan who reminded him of this matter.

Yes... when he was "unconscious", Zhao Yuan also came.

No one knew when this emperor arrived at the camp. It seemed that there was no one with him and he appeared completely quietly.

"Brother Fu, I heard that you did something big today."

Zhao Yuan sat on the bed, his voice sounding a little tired: "Using the eight swords of the kingly way at the same time... God, there is no one like you before. The ancestors of the old Zhao family didn't expect that there would be a monster like you, right?"

"It's no exaggeration to say that people like you are saints sent from heaven. If it were someone else, I'd probably worry that you would become more powerful than your master and become the emperor yourself. Hahahahahaha... But fortunately, we are from the same hometown, and I know you are not interested in this."

"I heard about your plan... Controlling eight swords at the same time to directly destroy the Xishuo Palace?"

"What a pity! I came all the way here just to see my father in this world, didn't I? But...if I said that I hoped something unexpected would happen and you didn't kill them all at once, that would be a bit too stupid, right?"

"Forget it, let nature take its course."

"If you guys go all out and put an end to this war in one fell swoop, it will be a blessing for the people of the world. I'm here this time, so that the history books will record that I led the army in person. Hmm, it doesn't look bad this way..."

He talked on and on for a long time, and suddenly he was startled. He saw Fu Qingzhou slightly raised his eyelids and opened his eyes.

"Tang Jiao is not as talkative as you..."

Fu Qingzhou complained weakly: "Come, give me a hand, I want to go see Qiuchan."

Zhao Yuan was not surprised that he woke up, but was a little speechless: "No, I am an emperor, sneaking in in the middle of the night to tell you the truth, but you only want to see women? You still want me to help you?"

"We are all from the same village, why are you talking about this?" Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, and Zhao Yuan reluctantly pulled him up and helped him out of the tent.

At this time, it was indeed late at night outside.

Fu Qingzhou's body had not yet fully recovered. When Zhao Yuan pulled him up just now, he accidentally broke the arm bone that had just been repaired... With his level of cultivation, this was almost unimaginable, but it did happen.

However, he didn't say anything, but just quietly put the bone back together.

As long as he can walk and talk, he wants to go see Qiu Chan.

Zhao Yuan had not served as a spiritual dragon for the past three years in vain. At this moment, he was dressed as a civilian in the barracks, with a simple disguise on his face, which had almost completely changed his original temperament and appearance. This disguise technique was considered to be at the level of a minor master in the martial arts world.

More importantly, he sneaked into the Northern Frontier Army camp like this, and no one noticed...

This is a bit scary. How many people with profound cultivation cannot do this?
It can only be said that in the past three years, the emperor's growth has far exceeded people's imagination.

Not only that, Zhao Yuan also accurately led Fu Qingzhou to find the tent where Qiu Chan was resting.

"How did you do it?"

Looking at Tang Jiao taking a nap outside the tent, Fu Qingzhou was really surprised this time.

Zhao Yuan grinned at him: "If a person without any cultivation wants to become an important figure in Mingjian Pavilion, doesn't he have to learn something? Okay, you go and take care of your relatives and friends, I will go around the camp by myself."

He did what he said. When Tang Jiao noticed them approaching and opened her eyes to wake up, Zhao Yuan immediately turned around and left.

"Brother! You're awake!"

Tang Jiao's eyes lit up and she quickly supported Fu Qingzhou.

"Well, I'll go see her." Fu Qingzhou smiled at her.

Tang Jiao nodded vigorously, supported him, lifted the curtain and walked in.

Inside the tent, Qiu Chan no longer held the sword in her hand. She was lying alone on the bed, the bedside oil lamp was on, and her silhouette was swaying.

Fu Qingzhou's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

There was a hint of hesitation in Tang Jiao's eyes, but soon she let go and let Fu Qingzhou go forward on his own.

Fu Qingzhou came to the bedside, supported himself on the headboard, and looked down at the skilled Qiu Chan carefully.

His hands trembled slightly.

In the dim light of the oil lamp, Qiu Chan's eyelashes cast fine shadows on her eyelids, and her thin eyebrows, as sharp as a knife, stood up stubbornly, as if to pierce the beating thing in his chest.

Fu Qingzhou had not seen how she used everything she had to ignite the sword of justice and stop the enemy more than three years ago, but he had already imagined that scene countless times in his mind. He had even thought about it so many times that he vaguely regarded it as a memory.

At this moment, the silhouette of her looking back when she jumped into the sea of ​​fire three years ago overlapped with the scene before his eyes. He suddenly couldn't tell whether it was the pain in his wound or the trembling in his heart.

His fingertips hovered three inches from her temple, but he didn't dare touch her.

Everything was obviously for the best, I had already saved her, and both Doctor Tao and Master Baihe said there was no problem, so what was I still afraid of?

Are you afraid that none of this is real?
But I clearly have a divine eye that can see through all illusions.

Are you afraid that even at this point, there will still be accidents?

But he was able to get her body back and risk his life to wield eight divine swords. It was no exaggeration to say that he was able to chase her to the ends of the earth. What else could he not do?

I am afraid...

The fear stopped.

Qiu Chan's eyelashes suddenly trembled like a startled butterfly.

The moment I opened my eyes, all the sounds and all the random thoughts stopped.

When those clear eyes looked over, time suddenly went back to the day we first met.

The woman raised her hand and took off the veil covering her face.

Under Fu Qingzhou's stunned gaze, the woman smiled slightly and saluted: "I am Qiuchan, nice to meet you, young man."

(End of this chapter)