"Xiao Jinglan, Feng Wuyou is the sister of this prince. I will give it to you as long as I want. What can you do?"

Helanjiu finally reacted and immediately shouted back without being outdone.

Xiao Jinglan stopped and turned around, stared at Helanjiu for a while, and said two words very stingy: "It will break."

Helanjiu:...He looked confused again.

Because it will be broken, it cannot be given away. What is the reason for this?

So is he going to give Feng Wuyou only to give money?

This won't break, right?

"Xiao Jinglan, what do you mean..." Helanjiu had just shouted halfway, but Xiao Jinglan stretched out his hand.

“What are you doing?”

Helanjiu immediately jumped back.

He always felt that Xiao Jinglan was likely to fight him in this state.

"medicine."

Xiao Jinglan finally said a few more words this time: "A medicine to stop bleeding, remove blood stasis and generate muscle."

Helanjiu was not too stupid after all. After combining the front and back, he finally figured it out.

"Is this prince giving Wuyou a broken jade?

That piece of jade hurt her?"

Xiao Jinglan had a calm face and nodded reluctantly.

Even if Helanjiu guessed it, she would not know where the jade was broken, and how much pain it caused to Feng Wuyou.

He could hardly imagine how Feng Wuyou could endure the pain in the wound of his thigh muscles.

Helanjiu finally knew why Xiao Jinglan was stinking and finally relaxed.

The piece of jade he gave to Feng Wuyou was to block the catastrophe, and it would naturally be broken if it was met.

However, Xiao Jinglan is too much of a big deal because he just broke a piece of jade and put on such a terrible appearance.

Helanjiu muttered while taking medicine out: "Didn't you say that this prince was not sure of giving Wuyou something?

Why are you going to open again now?”

Xiao Jinglan held back a few times and finally said, "If you don't even use this, do you think you can still stay on the boat?"

Leaving the longest sentence I said after this, Xiao Jinglan took away the medicine from Helanjiu and returned to the cabin again.

It is not far from Anling Wharf, so he must deal with Feng Wuyou's injuries as soon as possible.

Helanjiu stood in the cold wind on the river with empty hands, tears flowing down her face.

He is also the prince of Nanyue after all, and at least he has made great efforts in the rescue of Feng Wuyou, okay?

But because of a piece of jade, people are so disliked?

Is there any law in this world?

The white mist near the altar dissipated after a period of time, and the reinforcements who came from afar also arrived in front of Murong Yi.

Murong Yi ignored their apology and just ordered directly: "Go and find it immediately."

There is no need to explain what to look for, these people naturally know in their hearts.

Who else can it be besides Feng Wuyou?

At this moment, the people who arrived at the altar and those who arrived one after another were all involved in the search.

Murong Yi pondered for a moment and did not go to the direction that Xiao Jinglan might have left, but turned to the altar.

Feng Wuyou was taken away, which means that the ceremony failed.

He was going to ask what was going on.

On the tall altar, there was only Wu Jin.

And not far from the altar, Jiang Tong was getting up with difficulty.

His luck was really not good enough, and Helanjiu swept him off the altar more than ten meters high with his move.

If it weren't for the protection of martial arts, I'm afraid he would have fallen to death now.

"emperor!"

Seeing Murong Yi, he quickly wanted to salute.

But Murong Yi didn't even look at him, and rushed directly to the altar.

"What's going on?"

Wu Jin was covered in blood and minced meat, but Murong Yi ignored it.

He pulled Wu Jin's collar and asked only the questions he was concerned about.

"Ha...hahaha..." Wu Jin laughed wildly, and blood and minced meat were even spitting out like a tide.

"Helanjiu... He doesn't let me live a good life, and I won't let him live a good life..." Wu Jin smiled in a daze, with an indescribable pleasure in his smile: "Don't he want to compensate Feng Wuyou?

Don’t he like Feng Wuyou?

I just let it be impossible to compensate.”

"What the hell did you do?"

Murong Yi's face was tense.

Wu Jin didn't say anything, and looked around him with his eyes slanted.

On the ground around him, the bright red blood color drew curved marks. The traces were originally indescribable strangeness, and combined with the color of blood, forming a pattern that made people unable to see what it was, which made people feel even more furious.

Murong Yi grabbed Wu Jin even more tightly and asked again: "What is this?"

"The spell..." Wu Jin smiled and said, "Have you heard of the highest secret technique in Nanyue, the life spell?"

"My life and Feng Wuyou's life are connected."

Wu Jin raised his palm, and his hands were covered in blood, including his blood and Feng Wuyou's blood.

The jade was broken into the wound on his legs, and the blood stained the altar, but it also allowed Wu Jin to find an opportunity.

Helanjiu cut off his vitality with one palm. He couldn't survive, so of course he had to take one to die.

So he struggled to lie on the edge of the stone bed, dipped in Feng Wuyou's blood and his own blood, overdrawing all his soul power, and setting up this curse array at the cost of his life.

Anyway, he can't survive anymore, and his life is not worth anything at all?

But what about Feng Wuyou?

Her death will definitely make Helanjiu feel in pain! "I die! She dies!"

"Ha...hahaha..." Wu Jin laughed wildly, spitting out blood and minced meat.

Helanjiu's palm was so cruel that he didn't leave any hope for him. Even the secret techniques he knew could not save him.

However, Helanjiu must have never thought that he had learned the forbidden technique like Nanyue! He originally planned to use this forbidden technique on Helanjiu if both he and Helanjiu suffered losses.

In this way, even if he dies, Helanjiu will not benefit.

But now, it is better to use it on Feng Wuyou.

That idiot Helanjiu can tell that he likes Feng Wuyou.

If he knew, Feng Wuyou would die in his hands soon, and I don’t know what kind of expression he would have.

"Hahahaha..." Wu Jin laughed even more wildly, completely ignoring that he was almost vomiting all his internal organs.

"Come!"

Murong Yi suddenly stood up: "Call the imperial doctor, come immediately!"

He stretched out his fingers and quickly stepped down several large acupoints on Wu Jin's chest, and he didn't care whether these true qi would hurt him further, so he stopped his blood.

He wants to let Wu Jin survive, at least before the imperial physician arrives and come up with a better way.

In this way, there will be an imperial doctor on standby at any time and people will arrive soon.

Murong Yi threw Wu Jin, covered in blood, into the arms of the imperial physician, and said coldly: "No matter what method you use, give in.

Otherwise, you will pay your life!”

The imperial physician rushed to catch the person who had been thrown over. Before he could speak, the light and shadow flashed in front of him, and Murong Yi was completely gone.

Above Zijiang, a team of seven large ships are getting closer and closer to the dock level.

On the dark river surface, such a fleet is particularly eye-catching.

"Stop!"

The guards patrolling the river saw it and immediately shouted.

“Where are your fleets?
To be continued...