Now, the situation on the battlefield is already obvious.

Xu felt that the biggest fierce beast was seriously injured, and the rest of the little insect aura had weakened a lot, and his movements had become sluggish, losing the fierce murderous aura of Fang Cai.

Sensing this, the Great Elder naturally did not let go of such a great opportunity, and with a slight sweep of his robe, the Great Elder sneered disdainfully, and then turned his attention away from the injured Xiao Qiu and Xiao Dong, and ordered to the shadow guards.

At that moment, the murderous aura suddenly spread, enveloping this space, and many shadow guards got the order, and directly launched a fierce attack on the rest of the giant insects that had lost their lethality.

The screams kept coming, and there were fat bodies falling to the ground, blood scattered all over the ground, with an inexplicable sticky feeling, glowing with a strange luster.

Standing beside the fierce beast, feeling the disappearance of one breath after another, the woman's hands in her sleeves slowly tightened, her eyes narrowed slightly, flashing dark light, and her gaze gradually became fierce.

Nan Shiyan tightened his sleeves and silently landed on Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui's side, signaling the two to stop, looking at the situation calmly, the meaning was unknown.

Obviously, the woman was already at a disadvantage, the fierce beast was severely injured by herself, and the rest of the disgusting insects, under the hands of the Great Elder and the Dark Guard, naturally couldn't last long.

But

It won't be that simple.

Looking at the unusually calm woman not far away, her slender fingers gently tapped the handle of the jade fan, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but squint her eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked up an inexplicable arc.

Mo Qing, who had been silent, looked at such a calm woman, and also raised her eyebrows, her eyes casually swept over the deep faces of Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui, as if she remembered something, smiled lightly on her face, leaned to the side casually, and showed an expression of watching a play.

"Your Majesty."

After a while, the sound of the battle became quieter, and the Great Elder held the blood-stained sword, came to Gong Zhaohui, knelt down in front of his robe, and spoke in a deep voice.

"It's basically been dealt with."

Gong Zhaohui let out a heavy "um", slowly took a few steps forward, stood still not far from the woman, his big knobby hand gently brushed the wide clothes, his eyes swept over the jade wrench on his thumb casually, his eyes moved, and he put his hand behind him.

Looking at Gong Zhaohui and the woman who were quietly confronting, Nan Shiyan's gentle face showed a rare strong interest, and the white jade fan was gently pressed against his chin, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feeling Gong Zhaohui's majestic gaze, the woman did not react in the slightest, and still gently stroked the weak beast very calmly, with a strange sense of tenderness.

After a moment of silence, as if he was impatient, the Great Elder frowned, and finally spoke in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency."

The woman raised an eyebrow, but did not respond.

Seeing this, the Great Elder couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart, and his eyes were a little heavier.

"Your Excellency."

spoke again, but the woman didn't seem to hear it, still caressing the fierce beast whose breath was constantly weakening, and there was a tenderness of her daughter's family between her eyebrows.

The hand in his sleeve tightened a little, and the Great Elder took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

It's a rarity.

Obviously, he is already at an obvious disadvantage, but he can still be so calm and calm, and he will ignore everyone present thoroughly.

It seems that this strange woman is not a simple character.

Just as he was about to say something again, he suddenly felt a heavy gaze towards him, with bitter hatred, such a cold and corrosive aura actually made the Great Elder slightly stunned.

However, this feeling only lasted for a few breaths, and by the time the Great Elder looked at it, it had already dissipated.

And in that direction, it was Xiaoqiu who had just been seriously injured by himself.

Looking at the thin body stained with blood, the Great Elder's brows furrowed a little, deep doubts floated in his heart, and deep thoughts crossed his eyes.

That little autumn

From beginning to end, there was always an inexplicable hostility towards himself.

It's just a teenager, counting, one or two years younger than the seventh lady of the Su family, how can he have such eyes?

"Great Elder."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, interrupting the Great Elder's thoughts.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, the Great Elder raised his eyes, looked at the woman who still hadn't turned around, and responded in a deep voice: "Your Excellency." ”

Excellency?

That's really polite.

That's really it.

The woman chuckled a few times, with undisguised sarcasm.

Pondering a little, with a deep gaze, he casually swept over the different complexions of Mo Qing, Nan Shiyan, Su Yunshu and Gong Linggui, Gong Zhaohui frowned, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency."

Hearing this, the woman raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, her slender fingers casually stroked the delicate embroidery on the sleeve, slowly turned around, and responded lightly: "Your Majesty." ”

Glancing over the injured Xiaoqiu beside the woman and the fierce beast with a weak breath beside her, Gong Zhaohui stood with his hands in his hands and spoke calmly.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do now?"

As if hearing something funny, the woman raised her thin eyebrows, chuckled directly, and asked rhetorically, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do now?" ”

Squinting his eyes, a pair of perceptive eyes looked at the woman in front of him carefully, Gong Zhaohui lowered his eyes, and his voice softened a little.

"What do you think is the situation now?"

The woman chuckled a few more times, raised her hand slightly and pulled her sleeves, her wide robe covered her delicate face, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, and her voice as clear as jade sounded.

"Then what does Your Majesty think of the current situation?"

asked again, Gong Zhaohui was not annoyed, only smiled slightly, calmly brushed his sleeves, and continued to ask.

"Your Excellency, is there a way to turn things around?"

The thin eyebrows were raised, and an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, and the woman tilted her head and spoke softly.

"Your Majesty thinks that now, there is still a way to turn things around in this palace?"

After a little silence, Gong Zhaohui's gaze casually swept over the people present, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the wide sleeved robe swept over, showing the emperor's spirit, not angry and arrogant.

"Your Excellency is so calm, presumably, there must be a way to turn things around, but"

After a pause, Gong Zhaohui smiled inexplicably with a bit of gloomy meaning, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Whether Your Excellency can turn things around is another matter."

"Oh."

Hearing this, the woman nodded thoughtfully, the white jade flute against her chin, one hand behind her back, and smiled lightly, with a childlike sense of innocence and cleanliness.

"It seems that Your Majesty has already thought about it."

As he spoke, the spiritual power in his palm began to condense, the tassels on the jade flute were windless, and the snow-colored skirt was scattered, stained with a faint amount of dust.

"This palace does have a way to turn things around, but"