The Great Elder's face froze almost undetectably, but in an instant, he returned to normal. He looked up, smiled softly, and wiped the bloodstained blade on his wide sleeve, opening his mouth very casually.

"It's just a small injury, the old minister is fine, the prince doesn't have to care."

At this time, the corners of the white clothes flashed in front of him, a clear breath came, and his consciousness was in a trance, and Nan Shiyan had already arrived in front of him.

For some reason, looking at the warm-faced man in front of him, the Great Elder's heart jumped violently, and a feeling of fear arose in his heart, and a chill rose from his back and quickly spread to his whole body, freezing all his thoughts.

It seemed that at that moment, he would lose control of his body, bow down to this humble and jade-like son, and salute respectfully.

"Original"

Taking in the subtle changes on the face of the great elder, Nan Shiyan's face remained unchanged, he raised his lips suddenly, smiled gently, with a faint temperature, but it did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he was frozen early, without temperature.

"This is the Great Elder."

"Just now, Yan sensed a strange aura, and thought it was the person who attacked in the dark, so he didn't look carefully, so he shot directly."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan stretched out his hand, and his palm, which was full of spiritual power, stayed on the wound on the Great Elder's right arm at a distance.

"It's Yan who missed and injured the Great Elder, I'm really sorry."

The spiritual power operated, and the gentle spiritual power slowly entered the wound, and the blood gradually stopped flowing, and a comfortable warmth came from the wound.

Feeling the unfathomable spiritual power of the person beside him, the Great Elder was shocked in his heart, hurriedly put away the tentative thoughts, hurriedly lowered his eyebrows, removed the complicated thoughts in his eyes, calmed down, and spoke respectfully.

"Mr. Yan is serious, the old minister is fine, Mr. Yan doesn't have to worry about it."

"So"

Nan Shiyan raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hand, and leaned behind him, his white clothes hung properly, showing a clear realm, smiling inexplicably, and he couldn't see his emotions.

"That's it."

"Yan was too eager to find the little junior sister and accidentally injured the Great Elder, and I hope that the Great Elder will not blame Yan in his heart."

"No, it won't."

Out of the scope of Nan Shiyan's spiritual power, the Great Elder breathed a deep sigh of relief in his heart, and quietly put his right hand behind his back, his wide robe covered the wound, with a faint smile on his face, with a little stiffness.

"Miss Su Qi's situation is critical, everyone is very worried, naturally she is also very anxious, Yan Gongzi is Miss Qi's fellow brother, and the deep relationship between the two is something that everyone knows, so anxious, it should be."

"It's the old minister who is late, which frightened the two princes, Yan Gongzi and the third prince."

"No problem."

Gong Linggui stepped forward, stretched out his hand to help the Great Elder who was about to bow over again, and said softly: "That strange fire is very weird, the Great Elder will inevitably take more time, and this king will not blame you." ”

As he spoke, Gong Linggui's deep gaze fell on the Great Elder's face, and a pair of calm eyes approached the Great Elder's eyes, but they seemed to have an endless sense of tolerance, with an unclear meaning, and he opened his mouth without being salty.

"The Great Elder is fine."

The Great Elder was all over for a while, took a few steps back without a trace, widened the distance between himself and Gong Linggui, and leaned over him slightly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Thank you, old minister, King Jing for your concern."

"The old minister is useless, he didn't come to the Wind Lotus Hall in time, which frightened you."

"Alright, alright."

An impatient voice sounded, and the Great Elder raised his eyes, followed the sound and looked over, and saw Mo Qing waving his hand casually.

"Great Elder."

Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was obvious interest between the handsome eyebrows, and the meaningful opening appeared.

"Neither this king nor King Jing blames you, so you don't have to blame yourself anymore."

"If you delay the time to save Miss Su Qi, no matter how much the Great Elder blames himself, it will be useless."

"After all"

As he spoke, Mo looked at Nan Shiyan on the side, hooked his lips suddenly, and shook his slender fingers in front of the Great Elder, his voice was a little longer, and his tone was strange.

"After all, this king and King Jing are not Gongzi Yan, neither are they the head of the Su family, and they are not the master of Miss Seven."

As he spoke, Mo squinted his eyes lightly, glanced at the Great Elder obliquely, and the smile on his face deepened a little, but it implied a sense of awe-inspiring meaning, and the smile was inexplicable.

"Did you say so, Great Elder?"

The corners of his mouth were hooked, and Mo Qing's bright gaze approached the Great Elder's eyes, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

Only at this moment did he appear, this great elder, I'm afraid he is too confident.

Not to mention the rest, if something really happened to the seventh young lady of the Su family, would the other three people present still let the Great Elder walk out of the Wind Lotus Hall completely?

Smart.

Hearing this, the hand in the Great Elder's sleeve couldn't help but tremble, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly leaned over, his tone flustered.

"King Sheng's lesson is that the old minister will definitely do his best to rescue Miss Su Qi intact."

Mo nodded with a smile, didn't say anything more, just flicked his sleeves indifferently and walked towards the other side of the Wind Lotus Palace.

When he passed by the side of the Great Elder, the wide robe brushed against the Great Elder's cheeks, and the cold air flow lifted the gray hair on the side of his face, and there was a trembling feeling.

His heart jumped, and the Great Elder secretly took a breath, stabilized his breath, rolled up his sleeves slightly, followed the footsteps of a few people, and walked towards the other side.

"Oh, yes."

As if remembering something, Gong Linggui suddenly stopped, looked at the Great Elder who was walking briskly behind him, and a clear smile suddenly bloomed on his handsome face, and his voice was light and inexplicably profound.

"Great Elder."

The Great Elder raised his eyes and replied respectfully: "The old minister is here." ”

"I was in a bit of a hurry, and this king forgot to say it."

"Lord Wei Huai and the palace maid of Fengluan Palace, Caihe, have both been murdered and unfortunately died, and they are also bothered by the Great Elder to order the palace people to go and collect the bodies of the two."

"Lord Wei Huai's medical skills are outstanding, he has been conscientious, sharing worries for his father, and the palace maid has been doing her best to take care of Concubine Wan's mother, and then when she went to Fengluan Palace to serve, she didn't dare to slack off."

"These two people still need to be buried properly, not sloppy."

When saying "Lotus Picking", Gong Linggui also deliberately accentuated his tone, his voice was slightly deep, with a bit of deep meaning, and a faint sense of regret appeared on his face.

Listening to Gong Linggui's words, the Great Elder's breathing couldn't help but tighten a little, lowered his eyebrows, avoiding Gong Linggui's overly bright gaze, the hand in his sleeve slowly tightened, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out in his palm.

"Yes."

The Great Elder leaned over slightly and solemnly responded.

"Don't worry, the old minister will bury these two well."

Gong Linggui let out a faint "um", then turned around and said no more.

At this moment, a cold snort sounded in an unknown dark place, with a strong sense of warning.