Hearing the words "Su Yu Fan", Gong Zhaohui's eyes sank suddenly, and he looked at Nan Shiyan's gaze a little more thoughtfully, which was meaningful, and he couldn't see his emotions.

Sensing the changes in the aura around him, Nan Shiyan didn't seem to be aware of it, he was still smiling gently, his hand behind him slowly stretched out, holding the warm and crystal white jade fan in his palm, raised his foot to the woman's side, presented the white jade fan to the woman, and said with a smile.

"Here you go."

Suddenly, the woman smiled, her pale thin lips raised a little, with an undisguised sense of pleasure.

"Thank you, brother."

"No problem."

Shaking his head, Nan Shiyan's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his eyes were full of endless pampering, as if he was patiently coaxing a child, smiling warmly, and speaking softly.

"Who made me your senior brother?"

Flattened her mouth, the smile on the woman's face deepened a little, and her white little hand stretched out and held the white jade fan.

"I knew that my brother was the best."

At this time, as if she had received some kind of imprisonment, all the woman's movements froze, and the aura around her body suddenly sank.

The little hand holding the handle of the white jade fan trembled slightly, as if he had suffered some great pain, his face quickly turned pale, his white teeth bit his thin pale lips, and a pair of clear eyes looked straight at Nan Shiyan, with a faint layer of moisture.

"What are you doing!"

Xiao Dong's shocked voice came, and he hurriedly came to the woman's side, reaching out to take the woman's hand away.

"I advise you not to move."

The warm voice came, Xiao Dong's outstretched hand was stunned, his face was full of shock, and he raised his head suddenly, and saw Nan Shiyan lowering his eyes slightly, smiling at himself, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, the eyes like stars, at this time, seemed to be accumulating the ultimate coldness, with an undisguised murderous aura.

"Otherwise, the hand of your palace master, this son can't guarantee that it can be kept."

"You!"

Xiao Dong frowned, the spiritual power in his hand brewed a monstrous anger, and as soon as his body moved, he was about to attack Nan Shiyan.

The cyan clothes flashed in front of him, and at that moment, Xiao Dong only felt a piercing pain in his hand, and then, he fell out hard, smashing on the broken rubble.

The pain in the heart struck, spreading all over the body at a very fast speed, Xiao Dong couldn't help but snort, his little body trembled, turned his head directly, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The delicate palace lamp on his side was also shattered, and the firelight shook a few times, slowly extinguished.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, Xiao Qiu's breath sank and sank, and the spiritual power of his palm flashed, and a dagger appeared, reflecting a sharp cold light and reflecting his sharp eyebrows.

"Xiaoqiu!"

A deep voice came, as if with some kind of power, stopping Xiaoqiu's next movements.

With a frown, Xiaoqiu raised her eyes sharply and looked at the pale woman, her face full of deep doubt.

"Palace Master, why don't you let Xiaoqiu make a move?"

Taking a deep breath, she endured the pain in her hands, and pulled her thin lips with difficulty, the woman looked at Xiaoqiu and smiled slightly.

"Because, he's my third brother."

"And him."

As she spoke, the woman turned her gaze to Nan Shiyan in front of her, looked at it carefully, her eyes moved, and the smile on her face deepened a little.

"He's my favorite brother."

"How could I do it to him?"

Hearing this, Xiaoqiu's brows furrowed a little tighter, and there was obvious anger in her deep eyes.

"But, palace master, they don't believe you at all."

"He's still going to shoot at you."

"It's fine."

The woman smiled and waved her hand and tilted her head.

"Who made him my senior brother?"

As she spoke, the woman stretched out her other hand, her slender pale fingers gently pinched a strand of Nan Shiyan's scattered hair, took a deep breath, stabilized her breath, and said with a smile.

"Did you say yes, senior brother?"

Nan Shiyan just chuckled and didn't say anything.

At this moment, a crisp sound of bones shattering suddenly came, and then, the atmosphere in the entire space suddenly became heavy.

Everyone looked towards Nan Shiyan, their brows couldn't help but pick, and a faint doubt appeared on their faces.

The night wind blew the clothes of the two, Nan Shiyan held the white jade fan in one hand, one hand of the woman was imprisoned on it, and the other hand was held through the clothes, holding the woman's other wrist.

"Senior brother?"

The woman's delicate little face wrinkled painfully, her eyes were slightly red, her eyebrows were slightly moist, and her pale thin lips were slightly open.

"What's wrong with you? Not happy? ”

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Nan Shi was silent, the strength in his hand gradually increased, his face was gentle, as if he was casually tasting tea on a summer afternoon, and his expression was very casual.

The white teeth bit the pale lower lip tightly, a faint blood color came out, looking at the unmoved man in front of her, the woman took a deep breath, and her clear eyes gradually reddened.

Gong Zhaohui's eyes were deep, and he looked at all this calmly.

"Palace Master!"

Looking at the woman's increasingly pale complexion, Xiaoqiu finally bit her lower lip, the spiritual power in her hand rotated, and her body turned sharply, attacking Su Yunshu on the side.

The deep spiritual power roared by, and the violent air currents scraped everyone's clothes into a hunting sound.

With a flash of fire in front of them, Xiaoqiu and Su Yunshu both took a step back and stabilized their figures.

Holding his palm to his heart, Xiao Qiu took a deep breath, calmed the blood that was constantly churning in his heart, and looked at Su Yunshu with a pair of cold eyes, and his eyes burst out with an undisguised murderous aura.

The long sword in his hand buzzed, Su Yunshu's brows furrowed, and his face remained unchanged.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky, as if two powerful spiritual powers collided, and the ground under the shaking feet continued to tremble, and the aftermath of spiritual power came one after another.

Then, a scream came, and the originally dark night sky suddenly came with a monstrous fire, and the sound of burning fire surrounded everyone with a terrible coercion.

Seeing this, he seemed to have remembered something, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, and the Great Elder's heart jumped suddenly, and he quickly stood up, calmed his breath, and disappeared in place.

Glancing at the surroundings lightly, the fierce fire was reflected in the eyes like stars, revealing a bit of weirdness and evil feeling, Nan Shiyan chuckled, the meaning was unknown.

A moment later, the Great Elder went and returned, his steps extremely unsteady, his body stained with crimson blood, and a deep wound that could be seen spread from his chest to his waist, and the flesh turned open, and the blood spilled all the way.

When he came to Gong Zhaohui, he seemed to have tripped over something, and the great elder snorted, followed the force of the fall, and knelt directly in front of Gong Zhaohui, hanging his head.

"Your Majesty"

Looking at such an embarrassed Great Elder, Gong Zhaohui couldn't help frowning, and a sense of majesty unique to the emperor appeared on his face, and he asked in a deep voice.

"What happened?"