What's going on?

What did he do?

Why did this little girl cry when she said she cried?

No.

Why did you cry without the slightest warning?

Still crying without the slightest sense of disobedience?

The point is, this little girl of the Su family is sickly pale, with these reddened eyes and moist eyebrows, this is obviously being bullied, okay?

But, more crucially, didn't he do anything good to her?

He just spoke a little louder, said a little more, and spoke in a more serious tone.

That's it

This little girl, on purpose, right?

However, now is obviously not the time to dwell on these, because a heavy and sharp spiritual power has already attacked him, and the vortex formed by the deep spiritual power is actually firmly imprisoning himself, making it impossible for him to break free.

The hand in the sleeve tightened a little, Xiao Dong gritted his teeth, and was just about to fight hard, but he was suddenly pushed by someone, and then, a strong hand climbed on his arm.

At that moment, the sword light struck the ground, and the flying stones were raised, and the smoke and dust dispersed, making a deafening sound.

Supporting Xiao Qiu's slightly trembling body, Xiao Qiu reached out and gently stroked his back, his palm was filled with gentle spiritual power, channeling the spiritual power in his body for him, with a soothing meaning.

The fierce murderous aura strangled towards him, Xiao Qiu gritted his teeth, raised his breath suddenly, and jumped up violently with Xiao Dong, narrowly dodging the menacing attack, and fell to the ground that was constantly trembling, and his body was a little unstable for a while.

Exhaled deeply, suppressing the blood in his throat, Xiao Qiu calmed down, hugged Xiao Dong a little tighter, and looked forward coldly.

"Xiaoqiu"

Noticing Xiao Qiu's slightly unsteady breathing, Xiao Dong couldn't help frowning, a pair of worried eyes looked at Xiao Qiu's gloomy face tightly, and his voice was low.

"How are you?"

"Are you hurt again?"

The pale palm gently rubbed the top of Xiao Dong's hair, Xiao Qiu took a deep breath, smiled at Xiao Dong, tried to stabilize his breath, his face was slightly moved, and his voice slowed down a little.

"I'm fine."

As he spoke, his hand rubbed the top of Xiao Dong's hair again, Xiao Qiu raised his eyes and looked at a few people not far away, the solemn color at the bottom of his eyes suddenly became deep, with a somewhat complicated sense of thought.

Xuan Tong's face remained unchanged, his hand was raised slightly, controlling the deep and terrifying spiritual power in the air, and his cold eyes did not have the slightest wave, as if all this in front of him had nothing to do with him.

The big hand with distinct bones gently patted Xiao Dong's thin back, Xiao Qiu frowned, looking at the Xuan Tong who raised his hand and brushed his sleeves at will not far away, and his heart slowly sank like this.

It was clear that he was no match for this man.

This man's cultivation is much, much deeper than his own, and even Qiu can't guess how strong he is.

It's just that

rubbed the top of Xiao Dong's hair, and his gentle movements carried a soothing meaning, which was incompatible with the solemn color on his face at this time, forming a sharp contrast.

"Xiaoqiu, Xiaodong."

"Come back."

The sound of condensation came, and then, a stream of spiritual power wrapped around the waists of the two, and with a slight movement, the two of them were brought to the woman's side, falling smoothly.

The two stood firmly, straightened out their slightly messy clothes, leaned over the woman slightly, and called respectfully: "Palace master." ”

With a gentle "um", the woman withdrew her hand, and the spiritual power condensed in her palm, which was attached to the head of the fierce beast at a distance, and the gentle spiritual power entered the body of the fierce beast along the thick hair, alleviating its pain.

The petite body moved, and the woman raised her eyes and turned her head slightly to look at Xiaoqiu and Xiaodong, as if she was investigating the injuries of the two.

After a little silence, the woman's gaze stayed on Xiao Qiu's solemn face, her thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said in a condensed voice: "How is the injury?" ”

Xiao Qiu shook his head, pulled his pale lips, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Palace Master, Xiao Qiu is fine." ”

The deep spiritual power spread, wrapping Xiaoqiu's body, seeping into his body in wisps, swimming through his meridians all over the place, Fang leisurely withdrew, returning to the woman's eyebrows.

Bai Nen's fingertips moved, the woman raised her hand, and two pills flew out, floating in front of Xiaodong and Xiaoqiu, accompanied by the woman's clear voice.

"Take this elixir and sit down to breathe well."

The two of them caught the pill, both bowed their heads slightly to the woman, responded with a "yes", and then took the pill, sat down cross-legged, and used their spiritual power to breathe in an orderly manner.

The fierce beast under her palm let out a slight roar, the woman raised her eyebrows slightly, her hand moved again, and her hands formed a simple handprint, and the spiritual power followed a certain trajectory, on the huge body of the fierce beast, lingering a few times, and slowly immersed into the body of the fierce beast.

Xuan Tong was still sitting firmly on the back of the spirit lion, brushing his sleeves carelessly, a pair of condensed eyes seemed to sweep Nan Shiyan's face casually, and his brows were a little tighter.

Receiving Xuanyun's meaning, Nan Shiyan's eyes moved, and the jade fan in his hand gently tapped the back of his hand, as if he suddenly remembered something, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face.

"By the way, Your Majesty."

With a few chuckles, Nan Shiyan looked at Gong Zhaohui, who had a slightly gloomy face, his eyes shining.

"Now that the fire has been extinguished, and all the puppets who carried out the slaughter have been killed, only these three people, two birds and a beast remain."

"Your Majesty is the master of this palace, Yan has the courage to ask, Your Majesty, how to deal with these people?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed, and he landed firmly on Gong Zhaohui's unfathomable face, and a pair of warm eyes seemed to be smiling, with a bit of serious consideration.

The awe-inspiring sword eyebrows frowned, Gong Zhaohui looked at the few people who were healing not far away, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and spoke slowly.

"Today's situation is too chaotic, and it has also caused a lot of losses to the Eastern Dynasty, so I naturally have to punish these people heavily."

"But"

After a pause, Gong Zhaohui groaned a little, his voice was a little lower, and his face was a lot more solemn.

"This woman is too weird, too bold, and even openly broke into the palace, I want to interrogate and interrogate her well, and let her tell who is behind her, and what is the purpose of bloodbathing the palace."

"If it doesn't work this time, there's no guarantee that there won't be a next time."

Hearing this, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his face remained unchanged, but the bottom of his eyes was bright and bright, and the corners of his mouth rose a little.

Is there no guarantee that there will be no next time?

It's amazing, you guessed it.

Of course, there will be a next time.

Next time, though, you won't be so lucky, and someone will settle it for you.

And

I'm sorry, next time, I won't let you find out so quickly.

After all, they want to do a big job.

You can't afford to spoil the fun.

As for the woman's purpose