Qi Lu waved his hand, and the dark blue spiritual power surrounded the anti-spirit insects, the five fingers suddenly clenched, and the spiritual power was suddenly retracted, and in an instant, countless anti-spirit insects were crushed into plasma in the spiritual power!

There is no longer the ability to grow back.

He stood up, helped Wu Chaoyun up, and walked out slowly.

As soon as the commander of the forbidden army saw him, he hurriedly greeted him, and saw that although Wu Chaoyun was unconscious, those disgusting insects were gone.

"It's worthy of Lord Lang Zhongling. The commander of the forbidden army was sincerely impressed.

"She's very weak, so I'd better send her back myself. Qi Lu said.

"Then there is Lord Lao, I will take someone to escort the Lord to avoid any loss on the road. The commander of the forbidden army said.

Qi Lu nodded, led a horse, took Wu Chaoyun up, and rode back to Xianyang Palace.

Prime Minister's Office

Chongkui silently returned to Mallow Garden, Qingtong and the others didn't dare to speak when they saw her, silently watched her walk into the room, and then closed the door.

"I heard that the little master went to Jianzhang Palace today and had a fight with Wuli Gongzi. A maid whispered.

Qingtong shuddered and asked, "The little master's injury ......?"

"It's the son who left the son...... "The maid doesn't understand, the son of Wu Li, who is never willing to let the little master be injured a little, would actually hurt the little master like this?

When the little master came in, he was covered in blood and lost his soul, and his appearance made people feel so distressed.

"I can't think of ......it," Qingtong choked.

The maid outside hurriedly came in and said, "The prime minister is here." ”

Qingtong and the maids hurriedly knelt on the ground to greet them.

Chongfeng's tall figure came in from the outside, standing in the delicate girl's room, looking out of place.

"Where's Aoi?"

"When the little master came back, he locked himself in his room, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. Qingtong said.

Chongfeng stepped forward, quietly re-cherished Aoi's door, and said, "Aoi'er, my father has something I want to talk to you about." ”

The room was quiet for a moment, and then the door opened, and Chongkui was still standing there in that bloody suit, her hair messy, and her face bloody.

"Fetch water. Chongfeng commanded, and took her hand in distress, "Why are you so impulsive......?"

Chongkui sat on the edge of the bed and asked distractedly, "Is this what my father meant?"

"You think too much, how could I be like this......? It was his choice. Chongfeng sighed.

Qingtong brought hot water in, put it aside, and Chongfeng's big hand personally wrung the towel and helped her carefully wipe the blood stains on her face.

The place where the sword was held in his hand was full of bloody wounds, and the originally delicate pair of small hands were especially distressing at the moment.

"Why bother? A witch is not worth it. Chongfeng said.

"In my father's world, all people and things have a value, and the heavy family originated from Shangjia, so everything is measured by Shangjia's thinking. Chongkui lowered his head and smiled, "Is Wu Li an outcast?Father, one day, will I also become your outcast?"

Chongfeng was stunned, the shock in his heart was indescribable, and after a while, he hurriedly said, "Silly girl, what are you talking nonsense?"

There were two tears in Chongkui's eyes, but they didn't come down.

"Wu Li is better than anyone around my father, I don't understand, I can understand my father giving up on anyone, why Wu Li? Let him suffer that kind of sin?"

Chongfeng squeezed the towel in his hand a little harder, and there was no more heat, so he put it back in the basin and wrung it out.