The Northern Stygian Feather Law, who was sitting under the stage, saw that something was wrong with Ming Xiyue, and Nan Lintian, who was sitting opposite him, naturally would not let the Northern Stygian Feather Law get his wish.

"What is the Lord of War doing? Can't afford to lose? He sneered, blocking the way of the Northern Stygian Feather Law.

"Get out of the way!"

The Northern Stygian Feather Law said in a deep voice.

"No, let!" He said word by word.

A silver light flashed in the eyes of the Northern Stygian Feather Law, and his white palm was raised with green tendons, a backhand, and a blue light condensed in his hand.

As he struck south to the sky, the Northern Stygian Feather Su pounced on him, stopping him from making his next move.

"Let it go!"

"Second Emperor, calm down, my father is still watching here." Bei Ying Yu Su pointed to the Northern Ming Emperor, whose face was the color of pig liver.

"Ril! Sit back! The Northern Emperor said coldly.

The Northern Stygian Feather Lu glanced at the Northern Stygian Emperor coldly, and had no intention of sitting back, he used his spiritual power to shake away the Northern Stygian Feather Su who was hugging him.

The North Stygian Feather Su was shaken out like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing this, the Northern Emperor was furious, "Stop!!" ”

"Stop him!"

"Yes!" The soldiers on the side took the order.

"Father's anger! The second emperor brother is only in a hurry, and the son is fine, please calm his father's anger! The Northern Stygian Yusu wiped the corners of his bloodstained mouth and knelt down to plead with the Northern Stygian Emperor.

"Father's anger! The second emperor brother did not do it on purpose, the prince of the south wing deliberately provoked the incident, and reminded the princess of the south wing during the competition that the rules had been violated. "The dream of the North Stygian Feather also knelt down beside the Northern Stygian Feather Su to intercede.

"Please calm the emperor's anger!" Bei Mingyao also knelt down and pleaded.

Bei Ying Yu Ling watched quietly, neither pleading nor adding fuel to the vinegar, just standing quietly on the side and watching.

He has a holiday with the Northern Hell Yulu, but no matter how he says that he is also a member of the Northern Hell Dynasty, he will naturally not help the princes of other countries suppress his own people.

"You ...... You ......" The Northern Hell Emperor's angry hands were trembling.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted, "Look! The princess of war has won! ”

Everyone turned in the direction of the ring.

I saw Ming Xiyue knock Nantian Dance down under the ring with one palm, and the people below cheered.

"The Battle Princess has won!"

"The Battle Princess has won!!"

At this time, Ming Xiyue's eyes were pitch black, as if she was about to fall, and when her body lost its center of gravity, she was held by a big hand around her waist.

A familiar smell lingered under her nose, and the corners of Mingxiyue's mouth raised slightly, "You're here." ”

"I'm sorry." His voice was low.

Beiying Yulu picked up Ming Xiyue and flew towards the palace with a light tap on his toes.

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Wang fu

"Call the Nebula!"

"Yes!"

The guards of the palace carried their prince back to the palace with the unconscious princess, and knew that things were not good, so they went to find Xingyun.

Bei Ying Yulu did not stop for a moment to return to the Ink Courtyard, as soon as he arrived at the Ink Courtyard with his front foot, Nebula came to the Ink Courtyard with his back foot.

Xingyun saw the unconscious Ming Xiyue on the soft collapse, his face immediately became heavy, his hand probed Ming Xiyue's pulse, and gradually, the original heavy face disappeared.

Turning his head to look at his own prince, "The princess just fainted due to physical exhaustion, and there is no major problem." ”

"Exhausted?" The Northern Stygian Feather Law frowned.

He had clearly seen Nan Tingwu stab her with a sword.

Xingyun once again probed Ming Xiyue's pulse, "Judging from the princess's pulse, it is indeed fainting due to physical exhaustion. ”