Menghua hadn't gone far before she heard the sound of Saint Lingxiao crying out for mercy from Lan Youyuan.

"Lady, the gentleman speaks, no, it's the woman who doesn't move!"

"You can be my shemale."

"Ahh Tap, don't slap your face, I still have to rely on this face to eat! ”

"You can rely on me to eat."

"Ahh Lady, look at you, you're all popular here! ”

"It seems that the attack is too light, and it is red, thank you for reminding me."

As a result, the squirting and crackling, mixed with the incomparably "miserable" screams of Saint Lingxiao, resounded throughout the palace.

"Huhu, I'm scared to death, our Pavilion Master of the Hidden Moon Pavilion really has a personality." Menghua patted her chest, fortunately she slipped away quickly, otherwise I don't know if the Holy Emperor would have killed her and sealed her in order not to publicize the ugly thing.

"Menghua, what's going on in the courtyard of the deputy pavilion master?" Hearing the voice, the housekeeper and Chu Xue hurried over, and looked at her a little anxiously.

"Don't go, don't go, the deputy pavilion master is taming the husband, and he said that he wouldn't let anyone disturb him." Menghua said seriously.

"Tame what?" The housekeeper thought he had heard it wrong, but that person was the emperor of the Kingdom of All Saints.

"The tamer." Menghua kindly said it again.

"Oh, my God, what kind of strange women are these, one closes the emperor out, and the other actually ......" The housekeeper really can't describe his mood at the moment, fortunately, his heart has not degraded very much, otherwise he would have been scared to death.

"Menghua, doesn't the old pavilion master have any news yet?" Chu Xue saw that it was okay over there, so she asked about Yue Zhen'er.

As soon as it came to the old pavilion master, Menghua's expression suddenly withered, shook her head, and said weakly: "Not yet, I've been looking for clues for the past few days, but I can't find anything." ”

"How's that for good?" Chu Xue was a little anxious, the old pavilion master treated them like his own daughters, and now that the old pavilion master was gone, they were as uncomfortable and anxious as children who had lost their mothers.

"I don't know." Menghua lowered her head, and her eyes were also red.

"Don't worry, children, the princess and the Holy Emperor and the Empress, there will always be a way, that is the godmother of the princess and the Holy Queen, they will not let it go." The butler gently patted Menghua and Hatsuyuki on the back, and comforted them softly.

"Well, it's going to be fine, definitely." Menghua raised her head and said with a smile with tears in her eyes.

The palace was back to its dead spirit.

in the room.

Han Xiluo was still sitting in front of the miracle bed stupidly, his head resting on his side.

"It's not an option." Saint Lingxiao and Lan Ling'er said to Nangong Liye.

"Ling'er, tell me, how long can you last if you use spiritual power to seal the toxicity in the miracle's body?" Nangong Liye asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, this poison is very strange, it seems that someone is over-controlled, it seems to be fast and slow, we must always be vigilant, and when the poison accelerates, continue to inject spiritual power to suppress it." Lan Ling'er replied in a low voice.

"Yao Lao has no news yet?"

"No, I've already sent the goshawk, and there will be news as soon as tomorrow night."

"Ling'er, a miracle will trouble you." Nangong Liye turned his head and looked at Lan Ling'er fixedly.

"You don't need to say I will, don't worry." Lan Ling'er knew that Nangong Liye had another thing tied up in her heart, and she also knew that in the past two days, he and Ling had been trying to find a way to find the whereabouts of her godmother, so she would definitely take good care of the miracle.

Nodding and not speaking again, Nangong Liye and Sheng Lingxiao walked out of the room.

Looking at the food on the table that had only moved a little, Lan Ling'er sighed silently.

Walking to the side of the bed, Lan Ling'er sat down, first touched the miracle's little face, and then put her hand on Han Xiluo's shoulder.

"Everything will be fine, it will be fine."

Han Xiluo didn't answer, but two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Since Nangong Zhen came back from the Han Palace, his face has been gloomy and terrifying, and he sat in the council hall without saying a word, he seemed to have been thinking about something.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is invited." The prince whispered in Nangong Zhen's ear.

It's just that Nangong Zhen didn't have any reaction, but replied coldly, "Tell the Queen Mother that I have something to deal with." ”

"The minions obey." The prince quietly retreated.

As soon as the door of the temple was closed, a figure appeared in the council hall.

"It seems that the imperial brother has encountered something troublesome?" Nangong Jue's voice suddenly sounded in this silent hall.

"King Qin is inevitably too bold to dare to appear in front of me without my summons." Nangong Jue's sudden appearance undoubtedly made Nangong Zhen, who was already angry because of Han Xiluo's disregard for imperial power, even more angry.

"That's not what the royal brother should care about at the moment." Nangong Absolutely ignored Nangong Zhen's anger and sat down leisurely.

"You! Hmph, you don't take me seriously, do you? Gritting his teeth, Nangong Zhen said coldly.

"It depends on which side the royal brother is on." Nangong Jue played with the jade wrench in his hand, and said lazily: "I believe that the imperial brother should have a very clear view of the current situation, which is better and which is bad, Huang Xiong must have come to a conclusion in his heart, now as long as the imperial brother makes a decision, he can completely change the current predicament of the imperial brother, isn't it?" ”

After listening to what he said, Nangong Zhen naturally knew what he meant by good and bad, and looked at him directly, but Nangong Zhen did not answer him directly.

Nangong Liye, why did he always feel that Nangong Liye didn't want to fight for the throne, but Nangong Liye's mysterious and vague attitude made him have to be suspicious of him, the throne, the supreme right, would he really not be moved?

"The throne, the supreme right, no one will not be moved." Suddenly, Nangong said something faintly, as if he could read minds.

Nangong Zhen's eyes widened unconsciously.

"This king used to want to sit in this position, but now, this king only has hatred for Nangong Liye in his eyes, so this king will only do his best to assist you, the imperial brother."

"But why do you want to assist me to deal with Nangong Liye?" Nangong Zhen couldn't figure it out.

"Could it be that the imperial brother thinks that he can defeat Nangong Liye with the strength of the imperial brother alone or the power of the king himself? Hehe, don't forget, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Saints, the Northern Netherworld, and even Qingcheng can become the strong backing of Nangong Liye, no matter which force intervenes, it is not something that you and I can unilaterally contend with. Nangong Jue said coldly.

"If these three kingdoms send troops together to help Nangong Liye at that time, no matter how much you and I join forces, we will never be his opponents."

"So you have to use a strategy, so that the three kingdoms have no time to take care of themselves, and when you and I join forces again, Nangong Liye will inevitably die." Nangong Jue said in a deep voice.

Nangong Zhen was silent, is this really possible? Are he and Nangong Liye destined to go that far?

"An indecisive person is destined to not be able to dominate in this life, brother Huang, let's think about it, when you go to the Han Palace, Nangong Liye, does he treat you as the king of a country." Nangong Jue stood up and slowly walked to the back of the hall.

Nangong Zhen's pupils shrank, and he was turned away from going to the Hanwang Mansion today, which was absolutely unbearable for him.

"Wait!" Finally, Nangong Zhen still made up his mind.

"Can I trust you?"

"Hehe, does the imperial brother still have a choice? Since both horizontal and vertical are in jeopardy, it is better to give it a go. Nangong Jue stopped and sneered a few times.

The throne of Nanshu Kingdom, this king is really not looking down on it now.

"Okay."

After being silent for a long time, Nangong Zhen finally slowly spit out a good word.

"Hehe, the imperial brother still made a wise choice." Nangong Jue laughed, and his figure disappeared into the main hall.

Nangong Zhen sat on the dragon chair with some weakness.

He said that he didn't need him to guard his country.

"Master."

In Nangong Liye's secret room, a figure whose face could not be seen suddenly appeared.

"Say."

"Nangong Zhen and Nangong Jue have reached an alliance."

"Let's go down." He had already guessed this result.

Nangong Zhen, this is your own choice, no wonder this king, your country, this king wants to take it back.

It's just that when Nangong Liye's mind flashed another person, his heart throbbed for a while, why were you in danger when the king knew that you were still in the world.

A trace of painful longing flashed in Nangong Liye's eyes, which was his infinite longing for family affection that had been sealed for a long time.

Lan Ling'er still sat in front of the miracle bed with Han Xiluo, and there was a dead silence in the room.

There was a knock on the door.

"Princess, princess!" It's dust.

"What?" Naturally, it would not be Han Xiluo who asked loudly, Lan Ling'er quickly flashed around, walked to the door and opened the door.

"It's Miss Feng, Miss Feng has an accident!"

"What!" Lan Ling'er was taken aback, "Isn't Ziling with Bei Minghao, how could something happen!" Lan Ling'er grabbed the dust.

"After returning to the Holy Shrine, according to the report of the spies, it was on the way to the Northern Underworld, Miss Feng and the Emperor of the Northern Underworld encountered an ambush, and in order to save the Northern Underworld, Miss Feng used her body to block a sword for the Emperor of the Northern Underworld, and then the two of them rolled down the cliff at the same time." Chen'er stumbled and finally finished the whole thing.

"Where did you get the news from?" Han Xiluo didn't know when he had appeared outside the door.

"It was the slave maid who passed through the corridor in front of the study just now, and heard the spy telling the prince, because this matter is related to the Emperor of the Northern Underworld, so the slave maid ......"

Before Chen'er's words fell, Han Xiluo turned around and walked quickly outside.

"Luo'er." Halfway through, Han Xiluo bumped into Nangong Liye, who was about to come back.

"Senior brother and Ziling have an accident." Not a question, but an affirmative answer.

"Yes." Judging by her expression, she should know about it, and she must not be able to hide it if she wants to.

"Where?"

"Eighty kilometers from the Northern Netherworld."

"The Living Dead." With the martial arts of Bei Yinghao, ordinary people are not his opponents at all, and those who can hurt him will never be humans.

"Yes."

"Qin Yuxuan!"

Han Xiluo gritted his teeth tightly, his hands dug deep into the flesh of his palms, and blood dripped down his fingers.

"Luo'er!"

Nangong Liye took her hands and looked at her palms with a distressed expression.