The latest free chapters of the book can be found here. The palace courtier Yu took Xuan Xiao and a group of others to the prescription where Xiao Du was. I didn't expect it to be a mess. And Twilight was lying motionless on the ground in a gray shirt.

"What's going on?" The courtier's words suddenly squinted his eyes and glanced at the prescription vigilantly.

And this Fang Qinji turned over Twilight's body. A bloody whip mark was revealed. Very horrible stretches from the left shoulder to the abdomen.

See here for courtiers' words. Shake up the bottom of your robe. Half-squatting. Check out the scars on Twilight's body. Involuntarily frowned together: "This is caused by the whip of the sect master."

"Master." Kotohime was surprised. Although Silver Moon often punishes them, she rarely does it herself.

Xuan Xiao searched around the entire pharmacy, but finally didn't see Yinyue. He hurriedly shouted: "The sect leader is gone."

The courtier stood up suddenly. Quietly looking ahead. Try to keep yourself calm. Silvermoon's whereabouts are uncertain. And with his martial arts, there are very few people on the rivers and lakes who can deal with it. It must be out.

"Maybe the sect leader just got out on something. I'm supposed to wait quietly."

"But not long ago, the sect leader was in pain. Now he's ......"

The palace minister's quiet heart trembled suddenly when Xuan Xiao said. Nameless uneasiness. Then his brow furrowed. The voice of the exit did not feel much colder than usual: "Don't speculate. Don't you know yet, Master?"

“…… It's ......" Xuanxiao lowered his head. Don't dare to say more.

The courtiers looked left and right at the injured subordinates beside them: "Qin Ji, you carry Xiao Twilight back to the bed. Xuanxiao, you go to the city to find two doctors to come and heal."

"Yes." The two of them replied in unison.

The courtier hummed briefly and left. He worries about Silvermoon more than anyone here. But it is his habit to disappear from time to time. So all he can do now is wait.

Rushing overnight has long since left a group of people with no energy. It was getting close to dawn. The various factions gathered together to rediscuss the plan and hurried away. This time, for them, it's not a recipe for stealing chickens. After all, for them, the Demon Sect would have killed two Dharma protectors. And their casualty rate is no longer a small number.

It is not too late for the so-called gentleman to take revenge for ten years. As long as the martial arts are upright, they will join forces to fight against the Demon Sect. Even if they're strong. Destruction and annihilation are just around the corner for them.

Noon. Ning Wangfu.

"Boss. Why hasn't he woken up yet?" After King Ning Xiahou Xiang returned home from early in the morning. He was always by the child's side. It has always been inseparable. Watch the clock tick by. I still haven't seen the child open his eyes. I couldn't help but start worrying.

"Daddy. He's fine. It seems like I'm just tired. Although a child of his age should not be tired like this. But he's really tired." Xiahou Muran is feeding medicine to the child. While feeding, he turned back to talk to King Ning.

"That's ......," King Ning's frowning eyebrows didn't stretch until the end.

Xiahou Cheng, who reacted differently from King Ning, sat on the stool on the side. A child who looks at his face and falls asleep sweetly. But in his heart, he began to curse Silver Moon in turns. Such a small baby is tired like this. How perverted is he like that......

"Dad, you go and rest first. I'm guarding it with. Wait for the child to wake up. I'll be sure to let you know first." Finished feeding the medicine. Xiahou Mu Ran can be regarded as a reason to urge King Ning to rest. Although he was curious as to why he cared so much about this child. But. I don't want to say it. He wasn't going to ask.

"I'll go too...... Very tired...... "Xiahou Cheng thought that Xiahou Muran would let him rest. Didn't expect. They even want to leave him here to watch the children.

Xiahou Mu stared. Ordered: "You stay here. I'm also going to take care of Scoop and Aosheng. The owner of the micro village can't be busy at all."

"What...... You volunteered to take them to the Alliance's Leader's Company. Why do you have to bother me to take care of people?" From the moment he was with Wei Shengyu. I didn't have a good night's sleep. Now it's finally fine. And let him take care of the little kids.

Xiahou Muran completely despised Xiahou Cheng's complaints. Glancing at the little head in the couch. Then he looked up and whispered, "I'll take care of the people I brought. You brought this child. Good life to take care of. Otherwise, Daddy will kill you."

"." Xiahou Cheng waved his hand at Xiahou Muran irritably. Anyway, he doesn't make sense of anything now. Take care of it. People are gone. He has not taken care of who knows.

"Look at it. The child wakes up and calls for his father." Xiahou Muran didn't forget the last wordy sentence before leaving.

"." The sound falls followed by the sound of the door slamming shut.

"Lao Tzu is tired and half dead. Also take care of this stinky little ghost. It's really ......," Xiahou Cheng stood in front of the couch and complained to the small body in front of him. It's a pity that people sleep soundly and don't pay attention to him at all.

So. Someone pushed the little body in the couch in. He took off his coat and lay down with a grin. Poor little one. Squeezed by this behemoth. It's almost the same as the face against the wall.

But someone doesn't care about the feelings of others. Rolled up with a small quilt and happily went to the meeting with Zhou.

This night, Xiahou Cheng didn't know how long he slept. I just vaguely felt something struggling in my chest. That's how I opened my eyes in a daze.

The moment I opened my eyes. Xiahou Cheng's sleepy glass eyes happened to meet the pair of beautiful eyes in his arms. Xiahou Cheng's first feeling was that he was shocked. Throwing the child in his arms aside.

"You...... You...... You ......" Xiahou Cheng squeaked and pointed to the child sitting at the end of the bed. Don't know what to say. Because of this guy's looks. It's really too similar to Silver Moon. Especially those eyes. It's just the same weirdness. But this one in front of me is clearly a six or seven-year-old child.

Xiahou Cheng touched the injured little liver. Looking at the cute child who was looking at him with his eyes open. I couldn't help but think silently in my heart: Damn. How did Lao Tzu not pay attention to his appearance at that time. This guy can't be the seed of Silver Moon. Don't...... He's going to be skinned and torn apart.

"What's your name?" The confrontation between the two sides has been silent. Finally, Xiahou Cheng was defeated and took the lead in speaking.

The child's tiny head shook like a rattle.

"Who's your daddy?" Xiahou Cheng continued to ask.

He was also answered by shaking his head.

"You're not of Silver Moon's seed. Not really, right. You're being imprisoned in a ghost by him, aren't you?" Is Xiahou Cheng asking? It sounds like a self-deception.

Unfortunately, the answer was to shake his head. Innocent shake your head.

Xiahou Cheng looked at the little baby opposite and shook his head. There was some despair in my heart. The face was fierce and the heart was bitter: "You nodded. What are you shaking your head for? Shaking your head means that Yinyue is your father. Look if you look too similar. Wrong...... Not at all. It's just a little bit like the eyes."