His heart picked at him suddenly, and the Great Elder's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sharp light burst out from the bottom of his eyes in an instant.

There was a feeling of coolness behind him, and the Great Elder's heart jumped, he raised his palm, folded it suddenly, and turned his body sideways, his fingers cut diagonally behind him, and with the sound of the dripping wind, he blew his gray hair.

The surging murderous aura erupted behind him, the Great Elder suddenly straightened up, his other hand stretched out, his figure flashed to the side, and his palm condensed a deep spiritual power, and he directly waved a palm at Xu Sleeve Yan in place.

When the palms collided, there was a dull sound.

The dust kicked up violently, blinding everyone's attention.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Great Elder flew up directly, came into the air, and slapped his palm heavily at Xu Sleeve Smoke on the ground.

With a loud roar, there was a slight cracking sound on the ground, and spider-like cracks were born from under the feet of Xu Sleeve's cigarette, spreading continuously.

Dark light smoke diffused from the cracks, slowly diffusing into the air, and instantly turning into chains.

The strong spiritual power imprisoned Xu Sleeve Yan, unable to move, and the spiritual power in his body had long been exhausted.

The sound of the meridians breaking at the root sounded clearly in his mind, Xu Sleeve Yan raised his head suddenly, snorted heavily, and clenched his hands tightly, still trying to use his weak spiritual power to resist this terrible majesty and offensive, with an inexplicable sense of stubbornness.

However, there was a surging murderous aura above his head, and a heavy and terrifying pressure pressed heavily on him, as if he was about to crush his own head.

The vitality was constantly draining, new wounds were constantly appearing on the body, constantly tearing, and blood was constantly splashing out with the cold air current, staining the night red.

There was a strong smell of blood in his mouth, and Xu Sleeveyan's eyes widened with difficulty, as if he wanted to see the scene in front of him.

His eyebrows trembled slightly, but his eyes were blurry.

I can't see anything clearly.

Only the flying smoke and sand and stones.

The dark purple thin lips were hooked, an inexplicable smile bloomed on the miserable white face, and in the flash of his eyes, Xu Sleeve Yan put away all his spiritual power, and his arms slowly fell to his sides.

The fingertips trembled slightly a few times, Xu Sleeve Yan slowly closed his eyes, the palm of his right hand was slowly raised, the palm was facing up, and the slender and trembling fingertips were a little cold, with a cold chill.

The profound spiritual power was ruthlessly suppressed with the surging murderous aura, and the crisp sound of bones shattering sounded clearly.

Xu Zhiyan frowned slightly, feeling the extreme pain that spread all over his body at an extremely fast speed, his white teeth bit his lower lip stubbornly, and he couldn't make the slightest sound, and his cold eyes were dead silent.

A low muffled grunt sounded, the sound of skin being torn sounded, and red blood splattered out and fell on Xu Zhiyan's cheek.

The smile on his face deepened a little, Xu Sleeve laughed directly, his eyebrows trembled, and more blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, drop by drop, falling in the night wind.

When the blood mist exploded, Xu Zhiyan turned his head slightly, and swept over Gong Lingyu's frightened face with a loving gaze, his eyes moved, with deep reluctance and heavy attachment.

The thin lips stained with blood opened slightly, and he said softly:

"Yu'er."

My jade.

My mother can't be with you anymore.

You have to be strong.

A fierce and biting wind blew, and the slender figure in the center of the gale shook, and fell to the ground.

Flesh and blood blur.

With a step on tiptoe, the Great Elder covered his palm, stabilized his breath, and landed not far away.

Looking at the sharp blade that pierced deep into his palm, the Great Elder's eyes moved, looking at Xu Sleeve Smoke who was lying in the ruins not far away, and then at Gong Zhaohui, who had always been indifferent, as if he understood something.

With a shock of palm power, the blade was directly shocked out and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Her eyes were stained red with blood, Gong Lingyu was slightly stunned, and then as if she understood something, her thin little body shook and exclaimed, "Mother!" ”

"Mother!"

Biting her lower lip stubbornly, Gong Lingyu's eyes were slightly glowing, rippling with a piece of water, step by step, running towards Xu Sleeve Cigarette.

"Mother's Parent"

"Yu'er is here, Yu'er"

Incoherently, Gong Lingyu's steps became faster and faster, although he was stumbling, he was firm and abnormal, and his eyes reflected a strange light.

The blood stains were sticky and sticky when stepped on, making a slight sound, and the broken embroidered soles under the feet felt strange to the touch, which was slightly uncomfortable.

However, Gong Lingyu did not flinch in the slightest, but instead accelerated her pace and came to Xu Zhiyan.

The blood almost made her lose control, her thin body kept trembling, Gong Lingyu knelt down carefully, and her trembling little hand stretched out, as if she wanted to touch Xu Sleeve Yan's bloodstained cheeks.

When the little hand full of scars was about to touch Xu Sleeveyan's cheek, Gong Lingyu only felt a sharp pain suddenly coming from the back of his neck, and the scene in front of him shook, and then fell into darkness.

The trembling little hand paused in mid-air, and then fell suddenly, falling in a pool of cold blood, smashing open the blood flowers one after another.

The moment she lost consciousness, Gong Lingyu struggled to open her eyes, and in a vague way, she saw Gong Zhaohui's face without the slightest emotion.

A strong smell of blood filled the tip of her nose, and Gong Lingyu only felt that her mind was instantly emptied and she lost consciousness.

Holding Gong Lingyu's thin body, feeling the almost weak breathing, the Great Elder couldn't help frowning, looked at Gong Zhaohui's indifferent face, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"Your Majesty, the little princess is seriously injured."

With a faint "um", Gong Zhaohui took his eyes away from the bloody woman on the ground, and looked at the little man in the arms of the Great Elder, his calm gaze without the slightest wave.

There was silence for a moment, and just when the Great Elder thought that the emperor in front of him would not answer, Gong Zhaohui quietly flicked his sleeves and opened his mouth in a deep voice.

"Send it to the Tai Hospital, and the good student will be treated."

Breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, the Great Elder's face relaxed slightly, raised his palm, and faced the night sky, while the spiritual power was running, a beam of bright spiritual power shot out towards the night sky, like a firework blooming, extremely bright, and made a clear sound.

In just a moment, several secret guards came here and saluted respectfully to Gong Zhaohui and the Great Elder.

The Great Elder handed Gong Lingyu to one of the guards and instructed him to take him to the Tai Hospital, and then ordered the other guards to clean up the place.

After everything was explained, the Great Elder Fang breathed a deep sigh of relief and bowed slightly to Gong Zhaohui, indicating that everything had been dealt with.

With a faint "um", Gong Zhaohui raised his eyes and glanced at the sinking Xianyue, his eyes moved, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief.