“Hiss …” The horse’s neighing sound came to an abrupt end, followed by the horse, which had originally raised its front hooves, straightening up and kneeling down.

    Liangsheng raised his little head in uncertainty, while Yan Mor Calamity frowned.

    “With a whoosh, a sharp arrow cut through the night and flew straight towards the carriage.

    The coachman was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell straight off the carriage.

    In the carriage, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed as he waved his hand to knock out the sharp arrow, then directly swept Liang Sheng and flew out of the carriage.

    The two had just landed on their feet when a group of black-clothed men surrounded them.

    Yan Mor Calamity narrowed his eyes, his indifferent eyes gently swept over the group of black-clothed men, and finally his eyes stopped on the black-clothed leader at the very front.

    The black-clothed leader raised his chin condescendingly and glanced at Yan Mor Calamity with a disdainful face.

    “Hand over the talisman and perhaps we can still keep you alive.”

    The Talisman of War?

    Ryou Sheng frowned, a flash of doubt in his eyes.

    Yan Mor Calamity coldly laughed, so it is to come at the soldier’s talisman.

    “If you want it, come and get it yourself.”

    The black-clothed leader’s face turned cold, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the group of black-clothed men rushed towards Yan Mor Calamity and Liang Sheng together.

    Protecting Liang Sheng tightly in his arms, Yan Mor Calamity’s thin lips lightly opened, “Soul Sword.”

    With a flash of black light, a sharp sword glowing with black aura instantly appeared in front of the crowd.

    With a wave of Yan Mor Calamity’s two fingers, the Imperial Soul Sword immediately flew towards the man in black.

    Wherever the Soul Sword passed, the black-clothed men were either dead or injured.

    Who also did not expect that the Soul Sword, which was covered in black gas, would be so powerful, for a while, the black-clothed men were confused by the sharp attacks of the Soul Sword, and when they came back to their senses, more than half of the black-clothed men had already died.

    Ryou Sheng froze as he looked at the sharp and incomparable Imperial Soul Sword, countless fragments surging through his mind.

    It was this sword that had shielded her from countless dangers, it was this sword that had taught her how to luckily cultivate her spirit, and it was this sword that had cut down countless demons.

    A Yan …

    Seeing the Royal Soul Sword this sharp, the black-clothed leader carefully dodged the Royal Soul Sword while staring closely at Yan Mor Calamity, and finally his gloomy gaze stopped on Liang Sheng.

    “Careful.”

    Looking at the black Xuan Qi that flew towards his arms, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart trembled violently, and he immediately brought Liang Sheng with him to deflect and dodge it.

    One after another, black Xuan Qi flew, Yan Mor Calamity had to utilize Xuan Qi to fight with the black-clothed leader.

    Liang Sheng also finally came back to his senses at this moment, wanting to withdraw from Yan Mor Calamity’s arms to help, but the pair of big hands around his waist were wrapped too tightly.

    “Don’t move.”

    Yan Mor Calamity forcefully suppressed the chi and blood that was churning in his chest and glanced soothingly at Liang Sheng in his arms.

    At those words, Liangsheng instantly didn’t move and obediently lay down in Yan Mor Calamity’s arms.

    The black-clothed leader’s cultivation was obviously not low either, and it was very sinister, he didn’t attack Yan Morxiang, he only rushed Liangsheng, making Yan Morxiang go from active to extremely passive.

    Yan Mor Calamity’s mind was on Liangsheng, and there were several times when he was almost hit by the black Xuan Qi.

    Liang Sheng coldly looked at the black-clothed leader, his deep purple eyes narrowing dangerously.

    Just as Liang Sheng was secretly exercising his Xuan Qi, the Imperial Soul Sword finished the other black-clothed men and flew towards the black-clothed leader’s back heart with a “whoosh”.

    The front and back attack, the black-clothed leader could not retreat, and was directly penetrated through the heart by the Imperial Soul Sword.

    “With a thud, the black-clad leader fell straight to the ground.

    Only after resolving all the black-clothed men did Yan Mor Calamity let go of Liangsheng.

    “Pfft …”

    Without warning, Yan Mor Calamity sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

    “A Yan …”

    Liang Sheng was startled and immediately went forward to support the staggering Yan Mor Calamity.

    Looking at the streak of black blood on the ground, Liang Sheng abruptly frowned, “You’ve been poisoned?”

    Yan Mor Calamity’s face was pale, and he tightly grasped Liang Sheng’s hand, “Go back to the king’s mansion.”

    He was poisoned and had to go to the hot springs as soon as possible to force the poison, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

    Looking at the weak Yan Mor Calamity, Liangsheng didn’t dare to have any slowness and immediately took him to fly towards the Ghost King’s Mansion.

    Walking into the dense forest in front of the Ghost King’s Mansion, Liang Sheng suddenly paused.

    Yan Mor Calamity frowned with a puzzled expression, “Why did it stop?”

    “There’s a formation here, I can’t break it.” Liang Sheng looked at Yan Mor Calamity with a resigned face.

    A pang of aggravation ran through her at the thought of how helpless she had been when he had left her in this dense forest.

    Looking at Liangsheng’s aggrieved little face, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed with a touch of heartache.

    “Fool, look carefully where there are still formations.”

    This ghost forest’s formation, as early as the second day of his marriage, he disarmed it, because he knew that a certain stupid woman couldn’t break his formation, and he was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to return home one day.

    Liangsheng sniffed and looked around carefully, and realized that the previous formation was lifted.

    Is disarming the formation for her?

    Looking at Yan Mor Calamity’s increasingly pale face, Liangsheng no longer had any hesitation and immediately led him into the Ghost King’s Mansion.

    “Go to the backwoods hot springs.”

    Liang Sheng nodded his head, activated his Xuan Qi, and swept Yan Mor Calamity to fly to the hot springs at the back of the mountain.

    As soon as he arrived at the hot springs, Yan Mor Calamity immediately jumped in, closed his eyes and began to use his energy to force the poison.

    Looking at Yan Mor Calamity in the hot spring pool, Liangsheng’s eyes were filled with heartache.

    He was poisoned and she didn’t even know it, damn it.

    He should have been forcing the poison that day as well, only to be disturbed by himself, no wonder he was so angry that he directly threw her out.

    Time passed a little bit, Yan Mor Calamity has been closing his eyes and concentrating on forcing the poison, and Liang Sheng also did not leave, stood quietly at one side, escorting for him.

    The Ghost King’s Mansion without the array was not as safe as it used to be.

    Gradually, Yan Mor Calamity’s face turned from white to red, and the cold sweat on his forehead slowly disappeared.

    I don’t know how long it took, Yan Mor Calamity abruptly opened his eyes and subconsciously turned around to look for that figure, but in the moment of turning around he was confronted with a pair of delighted violet eyes.

    “Yan, you’re okay.”

    Looking at Liangsheng’s delighted little face, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart suddenly softened, “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”

    Although Yan Mor Calamity said so, Liangsheng was still uneasy, took his wrist and began to probe his pulse.

    Looking at Liang Sheng’s serious expression, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed lightly.

    Abruptly, Liangsheng’s face changed drastically.

    His poison, not solved, just temporarily suppressed, with his current physical condition, as long as the use of Xuan Qi, will be poisoned, with the increase in the number of poisoned, the more difficult to suppress in the future, the most important thing, the poison in his body, she can not solve.

    “You …” Liang Sheng looked at Yan Mor Calamity with a grave face.

    Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flickered lightly, retracted his wrist, and hooked his lips, “I’m really fine.”

    “I can’t cure your poison for now.” Looking at Yan Mor Calamity who was pretending to be relaxed, a flash of guilt flashed in Liang Sheng’s eyes.

    Mostly unable to see Liangsheng like this, he reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, comforting her, “I’ve said it’s fine, I can’t die.”

    “Your mother, how did she die back then?” Liang Sheng’s eyes flickered lightly, suddenly asking a strange question.

    Yan Mor Calamity froze slightly, and then a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he didn’t open his mouth to answer for a long time.

    Looking at Yan Mor Calamity who had a sad face, Liangsheng was a bit intolerant and wanted to end this topic, but then he heard Yan Mor Calamity suddenly open his mouth.

    “Mother, it was by me.”

    The voice was no longer indifferent, but full of guilt and remorse.

    “I heard from the palace’s midwife that back then I was born with my own black aura and was born with a ghostly face, and my mother gave birth to me and went straight there.”

    Heart, uncontrollably painful, looking at the silver mask on Yan Mor Calamity’s face, Liangsheng could not help but redden his eyes.

    Born with a ghost face. Is it because of the fire?

    “Big brother said that back then, when mother was pregnant with me, her body had been in bad shape, the doctor said that her body was not suitable for pregnancy and child birth, and suggested that she drop the baby, and father agreed, but mother insisted on giving birth to me, and she risked her life for me, while I directly killed her.”

    There was a slight choke in the sad voice.

    Looking at Yan Mor Calamity, who was shrouded in guilt and self-blame, Liangsheng’s heart ached so much that his heart was about to break.

    “No, you didn’t kill her, she died of poisoning.”

    “Poisoned?” Yan Mor Calamity abruptly raised her eyes.

    “Yes, she died from poisoning.” Liangsheng nodded his head with a firm face.

    Yan Mor Calamity subconsciously shook his head, “Impossible, if mother died of poisoning, it’s impossible for father to not find out.”

    “This is where the person who poisoned you is brilliant, the kind of poison you have been hit by is called Zi Mu Zhen, this kind of poison can’t be put down on a child alone, it can only be transferred through the mother, once the toxin is transferred to the child, then the mother, the carrier, will die, that’s why your father couldn’t find out the real cause of your mother’s death.”

    I have to say that the person who poisoned him was really vicious, not only could he kill A Yan’s mother by poisoning her once, but he could also poison A Yan.

    The most brilliant thing was to shift all the blame onto Ah Yan, making the Emperor hate him, making everyone spit on him, and making him live in guilt and pain all day long.

    She had a premonition that the person who poisoned her must be a woman, and a woman from the palace at that, after all, there were not many people in this world who could hate both Yan’s mother and Yan.

    Yan Mor Calamity was dumbfounded by what he heard.

    The truth of the matter turned out to be like this, the mother was poisoned to death, his poison was from his mother’s womb, and there was also the fact that the elder brother’s leg was intentionally wrongly connected before it was wasted, and all of this converged to be a huge conspiracy.

    Looking at the shocked Yan Mor Calamity, Liangsheng sighed lightly, “Do you know why you brought your own black aura with you at birth?”

    Yan Mor Calamity shook her head and looked at Liangsheng seriously, waiting for her to follow.

    “That’s not a baneful aura, that’s the mark of you being the Lord of the Ghost Realm.” Liang Sheng looked at Yan Mor Calamity, his eyes full of pride and pride.

    “Lord of the Ghost World?”

    Yan Mor Calamity frowned, it was a familiar feeling, but he wasn’t the Lord of any ghost world.

    Liang Sheng nodded, “You are the Lord of the Ghost Realm, and that Imperial Soul Sword of yours is the best proof that only the Lord of the Ghost Realm is qualified to have the Imperial Soul Sword.”

    The Soul Sword, which had been with him for as long as he could remember, he didn’t even know where it came from, rather he seemed to have known how to use it for a long time.

    And he has been able to see ghosts since he was a child, and even those little ghosts listen to him and work for him willingly, never complaining.

    Is he really the Lord of the Ghost World?

    Liangsheng stared tightly at Yan Mor Calamity’s mask and suddenly spoke, “Your face, can you show it to me?”

    Yan Mor Calamity’s body stiffened violently.

    His face. I can’t believe she wants to see his face.

    “Show me, will you?” There was a hint of supplication in the low voice.

    Looking at those pleading purple eyes, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart suddenly softened, reached out and slowly removed the mask from his face.